"hehe--"
A smile appeared on Durandal's elegant and gentle face.
It was an indescribable smile.
"Why do I think your smile is so scary?"
Noel looked at Durandal's smile and felt that he was inexplicably offended.
"You said, are we still friends?"
Durandal did not answer, but suddenly said such an incomprehensible sentence, saying: "Sometimes I really can't understand the meaning of my actions. I know that there must be gains and losses, but I always become sad when I lose. "
"Huh?" Noel felt that Durandal had some serious illness.
Durandal didn't hear Noel's doubts, nor did he focus on Noel's face.
He just spread his hands in front of him, looked at his hands and asked: "Giving up and getting, do you think what I give up is what I want, or what I get is what I pursue?"
"Who knows this?"
Noel was speechless. Who understands this?
"Right."
Durandal smiled dumbly when he heard this. He had indeed been worried about gains and losses recently.
"I think you can go to the hospital to have your brain checked. I feel like you have a serious illness."
Noel suddenly regretted connecting to Durandal's communication.
This is simply making yourself uncomfortable.
"Is it sick? I don't deny it."
Durandal finished speaking and continued without waiting for Noel's reaction: "But the world is sicker than me."
"This - maybe."
Noel didn't know how to answer this question.
Do you want to say that the world is sick? Sick indeed.
After all, even war has occurred, how can it be called normal.
But if you want to say that the world is really sick, it seems not that accurate, because war is a process that humans will inevitably go through.
"Wait a minute! You're a little off topic!"
Noel suddenly realized that he was almost led into a trap by Durandal.
This guy's ability to change the subject is so good, what he asked was obviously - what is it?
"Really?" Durandal asked.
"No, what on earth are you here for? Just to share my feelings about the world's ills—"
Damn it, Noel suddenly realized. Could it be that Durandal just said this to him?
No, that's not what Durandal was talking about. Maybe it was one of his purposes, but it's definitely not the most important.
so--
"What are you planning?"
Noel felt like he was being led by Durandal, even though it had always been like this.
But today the feeling is particularly strong.
In the past, he could still keep up with Durandal's thinking. Even if he still had a partial understanding, he could still gain something.
But today Durandal is particularly awesome.
"It's not that I'm planning anything."
Durandal didn't mean to hide anything and continued: "It's about what you want to gain."
"Don't you always know what I want to get?" Noel asked.
My pursuit has not changed from the beginning——
No, my pursuit seems to have changed.
By the way, what did you pursue in the first place?
Survive?
"Your order should come out in a few days. It may deviate from what I imagined, but it shouldn't deviate too much."
Durandal changed the subject again.
"Hiss-ha-"
Noel didn't speak immediately. He just took a deep breath silently, raised his head and tried to calm down the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
The Madness of Erin Canaba—
The End of the South American War——
Interest structure——
The exploiters, the exploited, those unable to resist——
My own demands——
What is given up and what is pursued——
Kleinian interests——
plant’s interests——
East Asia, Eurasian interests——
Put yourself in someone else’s shoes——
There must be some connection between this that I didn't see.
Of course, this connection can be temporarily discarded.
To choose to follow Durandal's thoughts, the first thing to consider is Durandal's interests, which is the so-called empathy.
If I were Durandal, I should...
Okay, let’s give up this choice, it won’t fit in at all.
Then we can only choose to look at this war and everything he said from Durandal's position.
Durandal did not urge him, but just looked at Noel silently.
He wanted to see what Noel could think of in the end, which was related to his 'judgment' against Noel.
If possible, he hoped that Noel could stand on the same front as him, truly stand on a united front, and act in pursuit of the same world.
"Does the South American War have anything to do with you?"
Noel opened his eyes, revealing his calm eyes, and said: "Your interests will not be affected from the beginning. From the moment the South American War broke out, you have obtained everything you want, so South America Everything that happened has nothing to do with you."
"Yes."
Durandal smiled and nodded.
Yes, from the moment the South American War broke out, the first stage goal that I pursued had been achieved.
"Then why do you want to intervene in South America?" Noel could not understand Durandal's intention.
What Durandal wants is to be the speaker, and to legitimately obtain the position of speaker, at least at this stage.
And from the moment Irene Kanaba allowed herself to enter South America, Irene Kanaba lost her qualification to be re-elected as Speaker.
so--
"Are you going to completely drag down the Klein faction?" Noel suddenly thought of Durandal's ultimate goal.
He wanted a supreme council with complete control.
"What else did you guess?" Durandal was not surprised by this.
Just like he understood Noel, Noel also had a certain understanding of himself. Although it was shallow, he also understood himself.
That's why he's always been willing to share it with Noel.
There are really too few people in this world who understand themselves.
He is also human, with humanity, a desire to share, and a desire for friends.
"how did you do it?"
Noel looked at Durandal in disbelief. Inexplicably, he suddenly felt a huge hand hovering over the South American battlefield.
There's no proof, but that's the feeling.
"You are really smart."
Durandal smiled, feeling the joy of being understood.
"If I were smart, I wouldn't end up in this situation!"
Noel gritted his teeth and looked at Durandal.
"At least you know something, right?" Durandal asked.
"If possible, I would rather not know!" Noel was speechless.
He finally understood why Durandal kept telling him this.
He is cutting out all uncontrollable factors.
And what is the most uncontrollable thing - human nature!
The subsequent battlefields in South America will definitely require his own efforts, and they will be of great strength, but he is afraid that he will choose to let go because of Lux and others.
So he came, and he came to give himself a reason to die.
"But you still know." Durandal smiled.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one shot?" Noel's mood was very complicated at this time.
"You won't, because you know the meaning of my existence and the benefits that my existence can bring to you."
This is why Durandal trained Noel.
He wanted a heavyweight chess piece, a sane, smart piece that had to enter the chess game and would not come back to bite him.
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