Under the leadership of Mia, Noel and the other three came to a relatively secluded location and sat down.
Originally, Noel had no intention of coming.
But Aslan had to drag him along.
"What do you want to eat?"
Mia asked them with a smile after sitting down.
In fact, Mia doesn’t know much about Noel personally.
From her understanding, Noel probably had the same relationship as Yitzhak and the others and Lux, and it could only be said that they were acquaintances.
Others, I learned a little bit through the news.
"I can do anything."
"It will be all right."
Aslan and Noel replied in unison after hearing this.
After speaking, the two fell into silence again.
The scene in front of me was really troublesome, especially for Aslan.
Lux is Noel's lover, but the 'Lux' in front of her thinks that she is Lux's lover.
But you asked him to tell Mia this fact, but he couldn't say it. After all, this kind of thing cannot be said.
So now the relationship between the three people has formed an unexplainable knot.
"Speaking of which, Noel, it seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time."
After Mia handed the menu to the waiter, she imitated Lux's demeanor and tone and smiled at Noel.
"Um--"
After hearing this, Noel looked up at Aslan, and then looked at Mia.
He doesn't have much psychological burden.
By the way, Mia still doesn’t know that she knows that she’s not really Lux——
Thinking of this, Noel suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It's been a long time indeed, almost ten years."
"Huh? Noel, do you have any misunderstanding about me?"
Mia was stunned, what kind of answer was this.
Don’t Noel and Lux in the information know each other? How come we haven't seen each other for more than ten years?
Watching Mia use the same face as Lux, imitating Lux's tone and speaking such words.
Noel, who originally wanted to tease Mia, suddenly lost interest.
In other words, Noel is not used to it and doesn't like Mia holding up Lux's face and using poor acting skills to perform Lux in front of him.
It was an indescribably complicated feeling of dissonance.
The gap between the two is too big.
Mia's appearance and voice are indeed very similar to Lux, but they are only similar. A fake will always be a fake.
She and Lux were undoubtedly cut from the same mold.
Her facial features may have been reshaped, but her voice, performance and a few small movements were all imitated perfectly.
However, the impression she gives people is always slightly different from Lux herself.
For people who have only seen Lark's lines on the screen, her acting skills should be able to easily deceive them.
But as someone who is familiar with Lux, you can easily find through her demeanor, tone, wording... and overall temperament that the Lux in front of you and the real Lux are two completely different people.
Even though Mia has been working hard to learn how to be Lux, there are always some things that cannot be learned and imitated.
"Actually Noel——"
"Life with a mask is tiring. You don't have to do it in front of us, Mia."
Noel interrupted Aslan.
Declare the end of this meaningless farce.
He actually didn't want the atmosphere to become like this, but he really didn't like Mia like this.
Of course, what he hates is not Mia as a person, but this sense of inner conflict and disobedience.
Pa~
The chopsticks in his hand fell to the table.
Mia smiled in a panic: "Noel, what are you talking about -"
"Mia, actually Noel is Lux's——"
"Actually, I know about it because of the Speaker. You don't need to have too much psychological burden."
Seeing that Mia looked a little flustered, Noel had no choice but to throw the pot away, and at the same time interrupted Aslan's words.
It would be best not to let too many people know about her relationship with Lux for the time being.
And Durandal actually made this move very well.
He had no interest in exposing it, and at the same time, he also wanted to see Aslan's embarrassment.
If Mia knew about her relationship with Lux, it would be very awkward for her to get along with Aslan later.
Mia looked at Aslan subconsciously after hearing this. It was obvious that she had an inexplicable sense of trust in Aslan.
"Well, yes, we watched your speech together."
Aslan nodded, although Noel should have been able to discover this problem even without Durandal speaking.
As Lux's lover, it would be unreasonable if Noel couldn't even distinguish Mia from Lux.
"So this is ah."
After hearing this, the panic in Mia's heart disappeared a lot.
"Well, speaking of which, if it weren't for Speaker Durandal's prompt, I wouldn't have discovered this matter."
Noel nodded.
"Really?"
Mia's eyes lit up when she heard this, she clasped her hands together and looked at Aslan in surprise, imitating Lux.
Aslan looked at the way Mia looked at him and subconsciously fell into silence.
Does it look like——
The answer must be similar, but if you ask him to tell his true thoughts now, he somehow feels like betraying Lux and even betraying the people who were deceived.
While he was thinking about it, he saw Mia gradually sinking into depression: "It doesn't look like..., does it?"
"Ah, no, no... no!"
Seeing Mia's sad expression, Aslan unconsciously apologized and responded vaguely.
"Ah, really?"
After hearing this, Mia immediately looked across the table with expectant eyes.
Aslan looked at Noel as if to help.
"Tsk——"
Noel tilted his head as if he hadn't seen it. He didn't know why, but he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart when he looked at the appearance of the two people in front of him.
This is crazy——
"Aslan?"
Mia asked again.
"Yes, it's very similar, almost no different from me."
In this semi-forced atmosphere, Aslan had no choice but to nod and go back.
But as he spoke, Aslan felt that he had become an accomplice in this fraud, and he fell into sad silence again.
It was also at this time that Mia raised her voice happily, as if even his dissatisfaction could be swept away.
"Oh, I'm so happy! It's great... I'm so happy to hear you say that!"
Sensing her joy, Red Harrow also started turning.
This ball-shaped robot pet was originally a gift from Aslan to Lux, but the one in front of me must also be a replica, as it is quite exquisitely made.
Noel felt that this place was completely unsuitable for him. He seriously suspected that Durandal did this. He definitely did it deliberately to harm himself.
That old coin must find a way to get its revenge back in the future.
Aslan's mood was inexplicably complicated when he heard this.
Aslan was almost ready to believe what the Speaker said, but he couldn't let go of this incident.
The same goes for this girl. Doesn’t she feel any guilt for pretending to be Lux and deceiving the people?
"Let me tell you, I have always been a fan of Miss Lux!"
Different from the quietness when she played Lux, Mia speaks very fast now: "I like her songs very much, so I often sing them. As a result, some people say that my voice looks like hers..."
"Then, one day, the Speaker suddenly asked me to go..."
Mia may have found someone to talk to, or she may have received the approval of Aslan, the person closest to Lux, she kept talking happily.
"I want you to do this?"
Aslan heard this with a hint of disdain on purpose.
Mia seemed not to hear the feeling at all, she nodded sharply and said: "Yes, the Speaker said, the plant colony needs your power now - so -"
This is the same thing the Speaker said to Aslan.
Feeling a little bitter inexplicably, he turned away and said, "...it probably isn't yours, it's Lux's."
"Yes, but now...no, not just now, everyone will always need Miss Lux."
There was a pure warmth like prayer in her voice, which made Aslan couldn't help but look at her expression.
"So strong, beautiful, gentle, noble, yet so approachable..."
Mia looked at her reflection on the glass window with longing eyes, a sight that was almost like a pilgrim.
Noel sighed and shook his head. In a sense, Mia is actually a poor person——
After a pause, Mia said a little lonely: "But... there is no one who needs Mia."
"Ah...I'm sorry."
When Aslan heard this, he immediately regretted what he had just said.
"It's fine."
However, in the face of Aslan's apology, Mia regained her cheerful expression and still said eagerly: "I'm actually very happy, although it's only now, and although I'm just a fake, it doesn't matter, Miss Lux. Now that she is away, I am really happy that I can help the Speaker and everyone on her behalf."
"At least I'm wanted—"
"Mia...Ms."
Aslan's view of her changed somewhat.
She is also working hard to prevent the war in her own way.
Regardless of the means, her enthusiasm and positivity touched Aslan's heart.
Noel was silently playing with the food on the plate, feeling a little irritable for no reason.
Not because Mia pretended to be Lux, but because when she took this step, she had lost the possibility of becoming 'herself'.
"I'm really happy to see you."
Mia suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and said to Aslan with a red face.
After saying that, he couldn't help but leaned his whole body across the table, looked at Aslan's face with the same eyes as Lux, and said: "Aslan, you must know Miss Lux very well, right? Then, please tell me Me, what does she usually look like? What kind of things does she like... Let me think about it, and what is she not good at? What is she good at..."
Listening to Mia's inquiry.
Aslan was inexplicably shaken.
Girls like this are doing their best to achieve the same goal.
Frankly, what Mia did was not praiseworthy.
But in order to achieve the goal, sometimes it is impossible to choose the means.
Likewise, myself too.
At least, I am needed here.
——What are you going to do there?
Inexplicably, Zhen Asuka's question echoed in Aslan's ears.
Orb had Cagalli waiting, but there was nothing Aslan Sara could do.
——What you can do, what you want to do...you know best.
Aslan was still struggling, but his heart was already shaken.
At the same time, Aslan's attitude towards Mia also changed. Both of them wanted to be needed, and at this time there was a slight resonance in their hearts.
At the same time, the earth——
The originally elegant and tidy refuge room was now in a mess as if swept by a strong wind.
Broken glass was scattered all over the floor, and liquor from an overturned wine bottle stained the carpet.
Jibril lay dejectedly in the chair, his originally pale face becoming distorted with anger.
"This is no joke, Jibril."
"Look at you, how do you look?"
On the screen in front, the men all looked at Jibril with obvious contempt.
"But, hey, I'm going to let someone do something really hard this time!"
"What exactly are ZAFT's weapons?"
The men ignored Jibril's silence and kept talking to each other.
"You shouted out a declaration of war with high spirits, only to get punched in the face and then walked out sadly? Isn't the script you wrote a farce?"
Listening to a series of merciless criticisms, Jibril clutched the armrest of his chair tightly.
Things shouldn't be like this, they should be solved in one fell swoop at the beginning of the war - this was the script originally envisioned by Jibril.
That's why he encouraged the Atlantic Federation to agree to cooperate even though it was reluctant.
Prolonging the war will be detrimental to the Earth Alliance, which is still suffering from Julius 7, and may even cause various follow-up problems.
Therefore, a quick victory is the main principle of this war.
but now--
"Now, that kid from the Atlantic Federation has fallen hard."
These people take it all in stride and call the president of the world's largest country a brat.
"The troops who are going to attack the ZAFT base on the surface are still on standby, right?"
As they advanced on the colonies, combined ground forces moved simultaneously and surrounded Carpentaria and Gibraltar.
According to the plan, when the nuclear bombs were fired at the colonies, those troops would also simultaneously attack the remnants on the earth. Unexpectedly, the first phase failed, causing them to lose the opportunity for the second phase of the attack.
The ground troops had nothing to do but wait for the next order.
"If you swing your fist so high and then put it down and run away, you will become the laughing stock of the whole world, right?"
The men continued to talk and laugh mockingly.
One of them glanced at Jibril.
"...Hey, what's wrong?"
"Should we find a way to find someone to take charge? - Jibril, what about you?"
The hidden meaning in this sentence sent a chill down Jibril's spine.
To the men on screen, knocking him off the throne of Blue Cosmos was nothing.
Because they are the ones behind the scenes that really dominate the world - the representatives of an organization called logos.
Although Jibril has the ability to drive the coalition army, he only uses these people as a backstage and a pawn in their hands.
But it's all the adjusters' fault.
I don’t know what magic they used to make all our nuclear bombs ineffective!
Such a little cleverness and putting yourself in such a humiliating predicament are all caused by those space monsters!
The fear of losing power was immediately replaced by this anxious anger.
Jibril forgot his original cowardice and shouted back at those people hysterically: "What nonsense are you talking about! This war must be won!"
As for his courage, those people temporarily silenced themselves, giving Jibril the opportunity to continue speaking out.
"That kind of weapon wiped out all our nuclear bombs in an instant...! There are monsters in the universe holding that kind of thing. I really don't understand how you can be so relieved?"
They have not received any information about that mysterious weapon. They only know that it not only destroyed the launched nuclear bomb, but also detonated the nuclear bomb stored in the battleship warehouse. There was no direct contact between the two from beginning to end.
In other words, those people are now even free to detonate nuclear materials on the earth. Doesn’t this become a nightmare-like threat to those living on the surface?
"We have to continue fighting! Go back to the previous plan - no! It should be strengthened!"
Wounded pride and disgust and hatred for the enemy mixed with a strange gleam on his face.
As if to encourage the people in front of him, Jibril howled: "This time we will definitely defeat them severely and completely deprive them of their power, otherwise we will not give up!"
How could I not avenge this humiliation——!
In Jibril's mind, the hatred for the enemy has far surpassed calm calculation.
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