"What kind of world do you think is called happiness?"
When the man asked this question, Thalia remembered her reply: "What kind of world... is to gather with the people you love - family and friends, and live a peaceful life, isn't that happy? "
That is an extremely ordinary and small wish.
At that time, their world was small and simple.
Although outside that small world, the storm that is attacking the entire earth circle has already shown its precursors.
The man - Durandal listened to her with a smile, but his fair face gradually became gloomy.
"It's just that in such a situation, I don't know how long peaceful days can last."
"yes……"
Thinking of the unstable situation, Thalia couldn't help but lower her voice.
George Green, known as the first-generation adjuster, was assassinated, and the S2 influenza caused a serious epidemic among the natural human population, leaving deep scars on people's hearts in those years.
Terrorist acts against the adjusters increased everywhere, and the colonial powers became more arbitrary, widening the gap between natural people and adjusters.
"Really, don't you think this is stupid? How to treat people differently."
Hearing the indignation in Durandal's young voice, Thalia said with reservation: "...But, natural people are indeed different from us! Those people hate us, and I think there is nothing we can do about it."
"may be!"
Durandal nodded, his eyes suddenly shining.
He looked at Thalia: "However, I think humans will be freed from this misfortune sooner or later. Prejudice, discrimination, jealousy, hatred - one day, humans will transcend these stupid and impulsive emotions and gain true freedom. , live in a world of complete happiness.”
Thalia smiled slightly, watching her lover eagerly express his ideals.
"So we scientists must continue to study so that everyone can live a happy life."
"Oh, I hear you say that, can you use a formula to derive human happiness?"
Being teased by her, the young scientist laughed happily:
"Of course! Isn't it for this purpose that we get the power beyond natural people? Thalia, you know what? I believe that this world will change one day. All humans will respect each other and be willing to contribute their own strength , to create a better future for mankind.”
Such a dream is childishly brilliant, but lacks a sense of reality.
Durandal's face was slightly flushed, and he continued to talk: "No one will abuse or hate anyone anymore, struggle and poverty will become a thing of the past, people will trust each other and love each other, and everything will be in a world of equality, peace and stability. Go on - our world will definitely have such a day..."
Although she secretly smiled bitterly, Thalia looked at her lover's eyes shining with youthful innocence, but said nothing, and warm love surged in her heart.
At that time, she and he lived in a small world, just the two of them, but they were extremely satisfied.
"Captain Thalia?"
Durandal's voice brought Thalia out of her thoughts: "So, Jibril did escape into the space shuttle and was successfully shot down by the mobile suit coming from behind, is that right?"
On the screen in the captain's room, Durandal's gaze was directed towards Thalia. Thalia deliberately replied in an emotionless tone: "Although there is no definite evidence, this is my judgment."
It was just her eyes that were shining with an inexplicable light that revealed her inner unrest.
He was the person he loved most. He loved life, peace, humanity, and all the beauty in the world so much.
He was once so innocent and kind - he had always believed this and never doubted it.
But now, why can't I gradually find that familiar figure on him?
When did he start to change?
No, thinking of this, Thalia denied it herself.
He should be yearning for peace, and really hopes that peace will come. His love for mankind is absolutely pure, but why does he still feel a little violated even though he knows this.
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Where did all this go wrong.
"After all, you evacuated Orb without catching anyone...is that right?"
Arthur, who was standing at attention, shrank his neck in shock. Thalia did not expect Durandal to speak so directly. She felt timid for a moment, but at the same time she was unhappy with her timidity.
"Yes, that's exactly what happened."
She faced Durandal's gaze head-on and continued to report calmly: "Archangel, Lord Angel, Freedom, Justice and Covenant - they should be called this, although their intervention made the war situation unfavorable to our side. , but it’s also because we still can’t find enough evidence to prove that Jibril is still in Orb.”
Archangel, Lord Angel, Covenant, Freedom, Justice - the heroes of the previous war gathered together.
To be honest, this situation even made Thalia feel like she had become the evil party.
Suppressing the somewhat chaotic thoughts, Thalia changed her tone and quickly concluded: "Continuing to fight under that situation will only turn into a war of attrition."
"That's it..."
Durandal sighed and showed an artificial smile: "Anyway, thank you, Captain Thalia Kuradis, I think your judgment is appropriate."
Thalia replied angrily: "Where."
Her judgment put Durandal in a dilemma, and Thalia herself actually felt it vaguely.
Especially since there was a close relationship between the two.
However, I forgive him for not being able to say anything.
His order was to capture or kill Jibril alive, and attacking Orb would be a by-product at best.
Since Jibril is not in Orb, and there is already evidence that the other party boarded the space shuttle that was shot down by the Covenant.
The subsequent attacks were unnecessary. On the surface, he could not oppose Thalia's judgment.
"As for the space shuttle, we will take over the investigation to determine the situation. As for Orb, do we want to negotiate individually?"
"I also believe so."
Durandal smiled politely, and Thalia answered carefully.
——Will this person really give up on Orb like that?
Orb's battle is over.
Although it was a bit hasty, at least there was a result.
The Archangel and Archangel also sailed into Orb for renovations.
Aslan was also hospitalized again.
The sun, which is about to disappear below the horizon, is still fiery red, and its sparkling light is stained with golden oranges.
The sunset seascape was so moving that it was hard to imagine that a battle involving the survival of the country had occurred just a few hours ago.
After handing over the preparation work to Orb and the battleship logistics staff.
Noel came to the plywood alone.
Jibril is dead. Through the surveillance footage at the space airport and the final footage from inside the space shuttle, Jibril's death has been confirmed.
But this thing that should have made people happy made Noel feel a little uneasy.
This is the uneasiness of losing perspective on the future.
Jibril's death changed the subsequent development of events to a great extent.
Without Jibril's presence, would the Requiem still be inspired?
Noel thinks it won’t happen, but what if the lunar garrison becomes crazy——
What kind of follow-up world will this bring?
