Gundam SEED’s Final Destination

"What kind of world do you think is called happiness?"

When the man asked this question, Talia remembered her answer: "What kind of world... is to get together with the person you love—with your family and friends, and live a peaceful life, isn't that happiness?"

It was an extremely ordinary and small wish.

At that time, their world was small and simple.

Even beyond that tiny world, there are already signs of storms ravaging the entire globe.

Man - Durandal listened to her with a smile, but his white face gradually darkened.

"It's just that in such a situation, I don't know how long the peaceful days will last."

"Yes…"

Thinking of the unsettled situation, Talia couldn't help but lower her voice.

George Green, known as the first-generation adjuster, was assassinated, and the S2 flu caused a severe epidemic among the natural population, leaving deep scars on the hearts of the people in those years.

The terrorist acts of the anti-adjusters in various places are increasing day by day, and the colonial council members are becoming more and more domineering, further widening the gap between the natural person and the adjuster.

"Really, don't you think it's stupid? What kind of discrimination between people."

Hearing Durandal's young voice full of righteous indignation, Thalia said with reservation: "...But, natural people are indeed different from us! Those people hate us, and I think there is nothing I can do."

"may be!"

Durandal nodded, his eyes suddenly shining.

He looked at Thalia: "However, I think that sooner or later mankind will be freed from this misfortune. Prejudice, discrimination, envy, hatred - one day mankind will transcend these stupid and impulsive emotions and be truly free, Live in a world of complete happiness."

Thalia smiled slightly, watching her lover express her ideals eagerly.

"So we scientists have to keep doing research so that everyone can be happy."

"Ouch, listening to you, can you derive the happiness of mankind with a formula?"

Being teased by her, the young scientist laughed happily:

"Of course! Isn't that what we get power over the natural man? Thalia, you know what? I believe the world will change one day. All humans will respect each other and be willing to contribute. to create a better future for mankind.”

Such a dream is bright and childish, but it lacks a sense of reality.

Durandal's face flushed slightly, and he continued gushing: "There will no longer be anyone who will abuse or hate anyone, struggle and poverty will be a thing of the past, people will trust and love each other, and everything will be in a world of equality, peace and stability. Proceed—our world must have a day like this…”

Although she smiled bitterly to herself, Talia looked at her lover's eyes with a youthful innocence, but didn't say much, the warm love rippling in her heart.

At that time, she and he both lived in a small world, only the two of them, but they were extremely satisfied.

"Captain Thalia?"

Durandal's voice pulled Talia back from her thoughts: "So, Jibril did escape into that space shuttle and was successfully shot down by the MS that came from behind, is that so?"

On the screen in the captain's room, Durandal's gaze pierced directly at Talia, who deliberately replied in a dispassionate tone: "Although there is no definite evidence, that's what I'm judging."

It's just that her eyes that flickered with inexplicable light revealed the restlessness in her heart.

He used to be the person he loved the most. He was so fond of life, peace, mankind, and all the beauty in the world.

He had been so innocent and kind - he had always believed it, never doubted it.

But now, why can't I find that familiar figure on him gradually.

When did he start changing?

No, thinking of this, Thalia denied it herself.

He should be yearning for peace, and he really hopes that peace will come. His love for human beings is absolutely pure, but why does he still feel a little violated when he knows this.

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All this is where the problem arises.

"After all, you evacuated Orb without catching anyone... did you?"

Arthur, who was standing still, shrank his neck in shock. Thalia did not expect that Durandal would speak so directly. She was a little timid, but at the same time, she was unhappy for her timidity.

"Yes, that's what happened."

She met Durandal's line of sight, and continued to report: "Archangel, Archangel, freedom, justice, and covenant—it should be called that, although their intervention made the battle against us, But it is also because we still cannot find enough evidence to prove that Jibril is still in Orb."

Archangel, Archangel, Covenant, Liberty, Justice - the heroes of the previous war come together.

To be honest, the situation even made Thalia feel like she was on the evil side.

Suppressing the somewhat messy thoughts, Thalia changed her tone and made a quick conclusion: "Continuing to fight in that situation will only turn into a war of attrition."

"Is that so..."

Durandal sighed and showed a contrived smile: "Anyway, thank you, Captain Thalia Kuradis, I think your judgment is correct."

Thalia replied angrily, "Where."

Her judgment put Durandal in a dilemma, and Thalia actually felt it vaguely.

Especially when there was an intimate relationship between the two.

However, forgive him and can't say anything.

His orders were to capture or kill Jibril, and attacking Orb was a by-product at best.

Since Jibril is not in Aub, and there is already evidence that the other party has boarded the space shuttle that was shot down by Covenant.

The follow-up attack was superfluous, and on the table, he could not object to 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 separately?"

"I also believe so."

Durandal smiled politely, and Thalia answered cautiously.

- Is this person really going to give up on Orb just like that?

Orb's battle is over.

Although it was a bit rushed, there was a result.

The Archangel and Archangel also sailed into Orb for refurbishment.

Aslan was also readmitted to the hospital.

The sun, which was about to disappear under the horizon, was still fiery red, and the sparkling light was dyed with kumquat mottled by it.

The seascape at sunset is so moving, it's hard to imagine an existential battle for the nation just a few hours ago.

After handing over the refurbishment work to Orb and the ship's logistics staff.

Noel came to the plywood alone~www.NovelMTL.com~ Jibril is dead. Through the surveillance footage of the spaceport and the final footage inside the space shuttle, Gibril's death has been confirmed.

But this should make people happy, but Noel felt a little uneasy.

This is the unease of losing a future perspective.

Gibril's death changed the course of events to a great extent.

Would Requiem still be inspired without Gibril's presence?

Noel thinks it will not, but what if the lunar garrison is mad—

What kind of follow-up world will this bring.

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