"Rome, SH, Sahara, BJ, Philadelphia, North Atlantic, London, Paris, Berlin..."

The man singing also counted the place names on the screen on the wall, and his white fingers raised the teacup and brought it to his mouth gracefully.

After taking a sip, the man put down the cup.

Durandal, the chairman of the Supreme Council, stood up from his lazy and leisurely sitting position and walked slowly to the window.

What was remembered on the wall was where the fragments of Julius VII fell.

Standing in the high-rise office of the Colonial Executive Office in Aprilius City, Durandal looked at the open landscape in front of him.

The neat and orderly cityscape, the passing pedestrians, and the rippling blue waves in the distance are reminiscent of the Mediterranean scenery.

"The death toll will continue to increase, which is another sad thing to say..."

He spoke to himself, with just the right amount of regret in his words.

But I don't know if it was because of the overly smooth tone, it sounded like he was showing perfect acting skills to someone, giving the impression of a gorgeous performance art.

Besides him, there is another person in this office.

The girl's expression still had a hint of innocence, and she sat at the desk and played the chessboard for a while.

I saw that she picked up the horse-head chess pieces carved from crystal one by one, and looked at them with admiration.

Her long pink hair was curled softly over her shoulders.

"And Genesis α..."

Durandal seemed to have forgotten her existence, and looked out of the window while talking to himself.

Then he seemed to express his feelings for the tragedies on earth: "The real trouble is only now starting... I just don't know if this unexpected development will bring me good luck."

It was originally a sympathetic word, but at the moment he said it, there was a smile on his face that was not commensurate with his expression.

——

Television is broadcasting the disaster situation in various places.

The frighteningly large crater is still smoking black smoke, the crater is empty, and the surrounding area is also reduced to rubble by the shock wave.

No one was spared in the coastal areas, and the buildings destroyed by the huge waves were shocking.

People who have lost their homes and all their property are sitting slumped among the ruins, their eyes blank and at a loss.

They may be lucky to have lost everything.

Countless lives were burned or blown up by flint from the sky because there was no time to flee, or even together with shelters or bomb shelters.

However, the atmosphere is now filled with dust, and given its long-term impact and future revival, it is unknown whether it is lucky to be alive.

Inside the luxuriously decorated sanctuary.

There was no sense of crisis and sadness in the voice from the communication walkie-talkie.

The face displayed on the wall communication screen is as leisurely as when he said goodbye a few days ago, without the haggardness of the rest of his life.

"The Parthenon is completely gone!"

One of them looked indignant.

Jibril smiled disdainfully when he heard the words: "It makes no difference if something so old is gone."

"—What are you going to do?"

Among the eight side-by-side screens, a man asked with a sullen face: "Dirandall's movements are very fast, that guy has already started to act in a cowardly manner."

Every action of the Colonial Speaker was carried out very quickly, from the notification of the accident to the countries, the completion of the blasting project with great pains, and the follow-up response and disposal, all performances were positive and efficient.

Zaft-related units on Earth have also dispatched helicopters, loaded with rescue supplies and personnel, to the disaster-stricken areas one after another.

There will be more reinforcements from colonial nations in the future.

One of the screens on the video wall showed Durandall's speech to the crowd.

The straight face was full of grief.

"I feel infinite sadness for this deep wound... But, friends of the earth, please make sure to cheer up from today's despair."

"Faced with the unprecedented suffering of our compatriots, we will spare no effort to lend a helping hand..."

These high-sounding remarks are not a good thing for Jibril and these people.

Durandal's chess moves are too solid. If the people's emotions move toward the colony, it will be difficult for them to stir the emotions of the anti-adjusters, and the script leading to war will also fail.

"The Phantom Pain Unit has sent a very interesting thing back... It should have been delivered to everyone."

"Um...this..."

"Oops, that's what happened..."

"Solar flare engine..."

"It was an unexpected trump card."

The resolution of the image is slightly lower, and the light source during the shooting is not enough, but it can still be seen that the MS in the picture is Zaft's MS.

In addition to the scenes of Keen fighting, the film also includes the installations erected on Julius VII, as well as the cables wound around the strings.

When the discussion died down, Gibril confidently declared to them: "No one in this world can tolerate such a thing, and no other thing can unite us more powerfully. Together, this time, we must eliminate all adjusters—"

"—For the blue and pure universe!"

Faced with Gibril's declaration, no one on the screen raised any objections.

It's a gamble worth taking.

——

"What are you going to do next?"

Mina Sahak's voice was calm, and on the walls of her office, various disaster reports from the earth were being projected at this time.

There is also a picture of Orb's disaster.

As an island country, Orbu was also severely affected.

Forty percent of the land and buildings were swallowed by the waves.

But fortunately there is the strong support of the Atlantic Federation, and the economy of Orb itself is very good. Compared with other disaster-stricken areas, Orb's situation is relatively better.

"do nothing."

Facing Mina Sahak's question, Lux shook her head.

"You're confident?"

Mina Sahak put down the teacup and asked.

"It's not confidence, it's that I don't know what to do right now."

Lux also wanted to do something, but just like she said, she didn't know what to do or what to do.

Human beings have limits, that's why human beings learn to participate in groups to keep warm, and they form gathering places, countries, races, and ethnic groups...

From the moment she gave up her entry into the center of power, she lost control and influence over this big picture.

The rolling trend is not something that can be changed by simply relying on strategy.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Mina Sahak heard Lux's helplessness and understood her helplessness.

This is also the reason why she is clinging to the Heavenly Domain Pillar.

"Regret what?"

Lux asked with a smile.

Mina stared into Lux's eyes.

Seeing the light in her eyes, Mina Sahak shook her head with a smile: "When I didn't ask. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"What about you? What are you going to do?"

Lux asked back.

"Which side are you referring to?" Mina Sahak asked back.

"Aub."

Lux replied: "Because of the assistance of the Atlantic Federation and the fall of Junius, Orb should choose to join the Earth Alliance."

"Do you think this decision was the wrong one?"

Mina Sahak asked rhetorically.

"If it's you, then the decision is perfect, but if it's Cagalli..."

Lux did not continue talking after saying this.

Mina Sahak has enough skill and strategy to balance Orb with the Atlantic Federation.

And Cagalli—

She is too immature.

"She's the co-chief, and that's what she has to go through, Orb Cub - not growing up will always be a delicious bait for his mouth."

Mina Sahak was actually a little speechless.

Who is Uzmi?

How could he have such a descendant.

If Cagalli could inherit half of her father's IQ and shrewdness, this Orb would have been under her control long ago.

In troubled times, Cagalli, who has the most military power and can command 80% of Orb's army, would be threatened by a group of unknown so-called politicians, it is ridiculous to think about it.

If you are in peacetime, this is indeed something to say.

But this is a turbulent time, a period of turmoil, in which **** politics is bullshit.

Military power is king, politics is bullshit.

Just look at the Atlantic Alliance, why the Atlantic Federation is controlled by LOGOS, the economy is a thing, and the military power is the most important factor.

If it's me, what the **** is the five Aub families, they don't even have the qualifications to talk to me on an equal footing.