"Yitzhak, Aslan don't want this to happen either!" Diaka had no choice but to come out and smooth things over.
"do not wish!?"
However, Yitzhak became even more angry after hearing this and said: "Then why does he keep facing that damn guy..."
"enough!"
Just when Yitzhak was about to continue speaking, Aslan, who had always been expressionless, suddenly grabbed Yitzhak by the collar.
In the stunned eyes of Noel and Diaka, Yitzhak's body was lifted out and pushed against the wall.
"If you want to say it, just say it!"
Aslan glared angrily in his face and shouted: "Say he was harmed by me - say he became like this because he was trying to save me!"
In an instant, a look of surprise appeared on Yitzhak's face.
Only now did he realize that Aslan was just as devastated by what happened to Nicol as he was.
Seeing Aslan's regretful face and expression mixed with tears, Yitzhak could no longer control himself, his upright face suddenly fell down, and his eyes were filled with tears.
"Aslan - Yitzhak, stop it too!"
Noel stepped forward and intervened in the dispute between the two, saying: "What's the use of you arguing here! What we should be dealing with is that... Strike Gundam!"
"I know! Of course I know this...!"
Yitzhak yelled back half-crying, he knew, but that didn't mean he could forgive Aslan, not before, and even more impossible now!
He knew the strength of the attack very well, and he also knew the strength of Aslan, but it was precisely because he knew it that he could not forgive him.
Because even the current attack cannot suppress Aslan.
Whether it was physical performance or personal skills, strictly speaking, Aslan had the advantage.
So, why does Aslan still lose?
Why did it take Nigel, whose body was seriously damaged, to save him in the end?
If Aslan had been more serious, attentive, and attentive when fighting Strike, this kind of thing would never have happened, and Nicol wouldn't have been lying in the infirmary not knowing whether he was alive or dead!
——This scene has happened before.
Aslan subconsciously thought of this familiar scene, but as soon as he thought of it, he regretted it - it was always Nigel who came out to smooth things over at that time...
Yitzhak recalled all the experiences and couldn't bear it any longer. He angrily broke away from Aslan's restraints and roared loudly with tears in his eyes while holding back his trembling: "Michelle was killed by that guy too! So was my injury! - Part 2 This time, I will definitely kill him! If you dare to stop him! I will kill you too!"
After Yitzhak said that, he turned around and left the aisle.
If it were anyone else who was injured, Yitzhak would not have such emotions, but it was Nicol, the guy who was so timid that he would tremble when he went to the battlefield. He thought about it every day and even dreamed that he would turn on the music. Guys who do.
Diaka, who had been silent all the time, glanced at the closed door of the infirmary, slowly turned back to look at Aslan, and said: "Aslan, if you don't want to die, please get out the next time you fight. Stay away, I don’t want to kill you.”
Aslan looked at the two people leaving and couldn't help but turn around and look at the door of the infirmary. He was really wrong...
But I just don’t want friends...
"why why····"
Aslan recalled everything that happened, leaned against the corridor and slowly fell to the ground. Looking at the door of the infirmary, tears could no longer be held back and instantly fell from the corners of his eyes. The tears mixed with blood and wet the combat uniform.
Both parties are his close friends, and he doesn't want either party to be harmed, but now————
'If you don't kill him, maybe you - or your friends - will be injured and die next time...'
Suddenly, Aslan thought of Cruze's words in his mind -
It was all because of my hesitation. If I had chosen to fight from the beginning, wouldn't things have turned out like this? No, it will definitely not be like this. Longlegs will not come here, and Nicol will not be injured and dying————
Thinking of this, Aslan's expression gradually became distorted.
Noel looked at Aslan's gradually distorted expression and said nothing, and didn't know what to say.
He could only lean against the other wall silently and look at the door of the infirmary. At this time, any words of comfort were useless to Aslan.
All I can do is stay with him...
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"Teacher Moluki-coat~"
A coquettish, childish voice approached the sitting Moluki Pao.
A soft little hand touched his arm.
Moluki Pao stopped taking the dictation notes listened to by the computer and turned around to face the direction of the sound.
He could not see the speaker, but sighted people always prefer face-to-face conversations.
"What's wrong, Xiaoling?"
Moluki is a man in his late forties, with an intellectual appearance and a calm temperament.
The innocent voice replied timidly: "I want to hear your story."
"Okay, do you want to sit on my lap?"
"Um."
The little warm body crawled onto his lap, clinging tightly to him for warmth.
The sound of shallow waves kept coming from the open window, and the familiar smell brought by the tidal breeze was a little more moist. It seemed that there was going to be a storm.
"What story do you want to hear?"
"It's what you told before, the story of the princess of PLANT."
"Oh, is it the story of Lux Klein? Xiaoling likes Lux so much?"
"Well, she's good at singing, isn't she?"
"Yes, her singing voice is as beautiful as a bird, her hair is as long as pink clouds, her smile is gentle, she is a very beautiful princess."
Moluki actually doesn't know what Lux Klein looks like, but people who have seen it say so, so this must be what Lux looks like.
"Does Lux Klein live in space? We can float lightly in space. Mentor, can you float too?"
"Yes, you can do it in the space shuttle..."
Molukiyo recalled the gravity-free state in space and became worried.
The long trip he was going to take tomorrow made him feel a little depressed.
Padraic Sala is different from Sigurd Klein. He is the representative of PLANT hardliners, and now he is elected as the Speaker————
Moluki suddenly lost confidence in PLANT's trip. Maybe it was time for him to meet his old friend.
"boom--"
"Is Teacher Moluki here?"
Just when Molukiao was distracted, there was suddenly a roar of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the door, and a familiar call from a young man.
As if he could see each other, Moluki looked outside the window.
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"There is a ship shadow on the radar!"
In the command room of the Zaft MS ship, the operator shouted nervously.
Aslan and others who were looking at the chart suddenly turned around.
At this time, there is a moving light spot on the electric panel.
The operator quickly compared the data and gave the answer Aslan and others had been waiting for.
"It's 'Long Legs'!"
"sure?"
Captain Monroe confirmed again and again, and saw the man nodding vigorously.
"correct!"
Having lost their youngest combat pilot, everyone present had an unprecedented fighting spirit.
Looking at the data transmitted in front of him, Captain Monroe said: "There are many islands in this sea area, and it is almost dawn, which is very conducive for us to launch an offensive."
"We must solve it today!"
"I want to seek justice for both Nicol's revenge and your injury!"
Listening to their words, Aslan also strengthened his cold determination in calmness.
"Team Sarah—attack."
This was the first time he had given an order under the name of Team Sara.
His heart was so calm that he was surprised.
Aslan walked towards the cockpit of the Aegis Gundam and said secretly in his heart: "I will not hesitate anymore. I will no longer treat that guy as a friend. He is an enemy -"
Sitting in the cockpit, the four of them waited quietly for the mothership to surface.
In the pre-dawn light, the submarine broke through the sea and emerged. After the gate above its head was opened, the vertical catapult slowly rose.
"Snapped--"
Noel silently crushed the potion and drank it.
