"But the nuclear bomb, isn't it too much?"

Although Durandal's words are a bit nonsense, but——

It can only be said that the mouths of politicians are deceiving ghosts.

"Do you know what the original intention of the weapon was?" Durandal asked rhetorically.

"It should be for protection."

Noel is a little unsure, after all, this kind of philosophical thing is not his forte.

But the original intention of the birth of the weapon should be to protect——

It doesn't seem right, the purpose of human weapons seems to be to kill! ?

"Yes, for protection."

Durandal was silent for a while after hearing the words, and nodded.

Then, without waiting for Noel to speak, he continued to ask, "But have you ever thought about what the act of guarding is? Or what would you do to guard what you want to guard?"

"What do you mean?"

Noel didn't react for a while and couldn't help asking.

"Guarding one party means hurting one party. No matter how high-sounding reasons you use, you can't deny the fact that you took up arms to hurt others." Durandal replied.

"Absurd! If you don't attack me, why should I attack you?"

Noel was speechless, this kind of fallacy can be taken out, and there is no one else.

"Yeah, so the source of human evil comes from - human desires, of course, the starting point of human desires can actually be classified as good, because whether it is your personal desires or others, it is all for the 'good' 'Future', wanting a better life, a better future, which cannot be determined to be bad."

"But it's all about -- control, and your role, and your actions."

When Durandal arrived here, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a trance: "But in any case, some desires cannot be allowed, but too many people know that they are not allowed, and still can't control their desires, too many People can’t see their own position, their virtues don’t match, they don’t know themselves, they are finally dominated by their desires, their desires cannot be satisfied, their dissatisfaction with the world will also increase, and finally—”

"Hehe, the reason why desire is called desire is because it is extremely difficult to control. If even desire is controlled, is it still called desire?"

Noel was a little speechless, thinking that Durandal was going to say something, but it turned out - that's it?

Desire is something that no one can control, because no one can satisfy desire.

Desire - is infinite.

"But it's not uncontrollable, is it?" Durandal did not deny Noel's mockery.

Looking at Durandal's firm eyes, Noel suddenly couldn't smile.

"What a lunatic—"

————

Right between Noel and Durandal talking.

The slaughter on the Boaz front line continued.

There's one place that looks really weird.

On the whole, the Poyaz Front was dominated by the Zaft Army.

But there is one exception.

Three gauntlets dispatched by the main angel, Calamity, Abyss, Forbidden—

All the Zaft troops who met them were wrong, and there was almost no room for resistance, and they could only be massacred one after another in the attack of the three.

"A school of trash - give me death!"

The beam was twisted, as if wearing a candied fruit, it smashed several Zaft-owned s into a sieve.

"Ula Ula Ula—"

The high-energy beam burst into flames, and the s blocked in front was directly vaporized.

Hunting Gundam flipped and shifted, the muzzle lit up with golden light, and the Zaft Army was hit one after another.

However, unlike the excitement of Shani and Olga, Neo didn't have any joyous expression on his face.

This kind of record that relies on the performance of the body to be completely crushed is really uninteresting.

But Murta on the bridge of the Archangel didn't think so.

Looking at the enemy army that was 'emptied' by three aircraft, I was in a very good mood.

"Well... not bad! Really good."

Admiring Calamity Gundam destroying three s at a time with the Siren Warcraft on his chest, Murta snickered with satisfaction: "—Although the first battle was shriveled all the way, but now it seems that these guys are not so much. Bad."

Natal looked at Murta's disgusting smile, and even though there were all kinds of condemnation in her heart, she couldn't say it.