In the luxuriously decorated study room, the three-dimensional world map is fully unfolded on the electronic screen, and it is covered with red circle marks. Sitting at the desk, Nanaly stared at the map with frowning eyebrows, adding or removing a marker from time to time.

"Your Majesty." Schneizer stood by, standing beside him, "What should Setsuna F. Qingying do?"

"Send back to receive re-education." Nanali replied without looking up, "Britania is just at the time of employment. Such a talent is too wasteful to be executed easily. The emperor's methods are too crude, so he should be reformed properly. It shouldn't be difficult to transform and become like Suzaku."

"According to the order." Schneider bowed his head respectfully, "What about the captured MS? Although it has lost its head and limbs and is in a broken state, it is a historical relic after all, and the minister dare not make a decision."

"After it's repaired, put it into the palace treasure house." Nanali raised her mouth unconsciously, "Mr. Lingoes' first work is still worthy of collection."

"According to the order." Schneizer didn't seem to see the smile of the Empress, and changed the subject without hesitation. "In addition, regarding Camus Vidan, the minister thought it would be improper to let go like this. Your Majesty. If you get the confidential information, letting him go before the information becomes effective is at the risk of invalidating the information. While he has not yet boarded the plane, the minister suggested that he should be arrested immediately."

"Didn't you hear that he had a date with his girlfriend on Christmas? It would be more alert if he disappeared. I don't even understand?" Nanali's slender fingers quickly tapped the tabletop, looking a little impatient, "and what is the problem?"

"About Azadistan." Schneizel remained indifferent. "Since the person who wants it has been captured, how should the civil war and Marina Ismail be handled? The minister thought--"

"How to support puppets and how to do oil? You have to ask even this little mess. What do I want you to do?!" Nanali slapped the table hard, "Get out!"

"The minister followed the order." Schneizel bowed a blank expression and turned away calmly.

As the door was closed from the outside, only the heavy breathing of Nanali remained in the quiet study. She stared at the map filled with red circles, her anvil-like breast undulated violently at an unobservable magnitude, and her left hand was fisted countless times and she couldn't find the target.

I don't know how long it took, Nanali swept across her right arm violently, and the things on the desk splashed all over the floor. She looked at the messy ground for a moment, and finally leaned back on the chair, looking up at the exquisite and gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling, and sighed for a long time.

"Incompetent and furious." Her self-deprecating laughter resounded in the empty study. "That's me..."

The spiritual world that Lacus had built for Setsuna was extremely thin, and she played the other side's three views without much effort, and got everything she wanted to know. However, the more she learns, the less hope she finds. How easy is it for a woman who has an IQ, a scheming, a decisive and inherited all the resources of Livonz to hide on the earth without being found?

Not to mention whether Lacus still has a secret base that I don’t know about, even if I take a 10,000 step back, assuming that everything that I’ve reported is all, then exclude the ocean and desert areas that are likely to be overturned by nuclear bombs. There are as many as a dozen in the European hinterland of the Confederation alone.

The best thing about what Lacus did is that her plan is extremely absurd, and it is impossible for anyone to come up with strong evidence to prove its authenticity. Except for the NT like Nanali who can empathize with her, it is probably the letter of the lunar power that was taken away from the cutting-edge MS. As for persuading the Federal Parliament or Bright to raid more than a dozen cities in the hinterland at the same time, it is simply a matter of night and night.

"Only me, and only I have another chance to talk to her." Nanali stood up and paced back and forth, kicking away anything when she stepped on the ground. "How can I convince her or get her Trust?"

Relying on words or acting skills is not feasible. According to Minerva's description of Lacus, she is not confident that she can beat the opponent in this respect. Want to gain the trust of a black-bellied woman who is deeply bitter and suspicious, there is a precedent... It seems that there is no such thing?

"How did Mr. Lingoes gain my trust?" Nanalie was stunned, her frowning gradually unzipped, "That's it, treat people with integrity, and then give her what she wants most."

At this point, Nanali walked to the side of the bookshelf and fumbled for a while, and then the bookshelf slowly moved to the side, revealing the secret space behind. As she entered it, the lighting inside was lit up in response to the sound of her footsteps, and the secret door closed automatically behind her.

This secret room was discovered when she was looking through Charles's relics. At present, only she and a few close maids who have been given a password know about it. There is a complete set of top-level encrypted networks connected to communication satellites in the secret room. Originally, Charles was here to participate in the SEELE meeting, and after she took over, this became a private space for her to relax.

The originally clean and technological secret room is decorated with girlish pink, and you can even see a single bed incompatible with being stuffed into this not-so-large room, with a bear-like appearance on the bedside. Wait for the pillow-it was a birthday present from Minerva.

Nanali walked to the communication device that was still working, and after taking a few deep breaths, she calmly entered the emergency contact information of Lacus she had obtained from that moment. After waiting for less than ten seconds, the connection was quickly connected: "Instant?"

The tone is very stable, I can't tell if I was awakened when I fell asleep, and the background sound is very clean, with no extra information. In other words, there is no available intelligence to determine the other party's geographic location.

"Hello, Mrs. Lingoes." She looked calmly at the screen with no picture, "I am Nanali, Nanali of Britannia."

"Ssuna was arrested, the Azadistan Civil War is your handwriting?" Laks at the end of the line inferred the truth of the matter almost without any pause, "I don't think we have anything to talk about, or to say Do you want to ask questions about Antarctica? I'll hang up if there is nothing to do."

"Setsana F. Qingying was caught by an enthusiastic college student named Camus Vidan." Nanali said quickly before Lacus hung up, "and this college student was introduced to him by Minerva. mine."

The hang-up in the declaration did not come, and the voice of Lacus on the line rang again: "At the dinner on the last day of the Three-nation Summit, you kissed Ed deliberately? In order to cause chaos in our house, then take advantage of it. And to catch the Minerva line?"

"Talking to smart people is easy." All the sincerity that can be obtained is shown, and then it is up to Lux's final judgment. Nanali supported the table with her left hand and stroked her right hand on her heart, "As for your human completion plan, as someone who has read the Dead Sea documents completely, I have a small suggestion, maybe you can listen to it."

After an unbearable silence, Lacus finally spoke slowly: "Say."

It's done!

Nanali waved her fist excitedly, and threw herself onto the single bed behind her, the soft mattress dented slightly. The slender legs swayed gently, the shoes were tossed aside willfully, and Nanaly rolled around excitedly on the bed.

"Although I don’t know exactly what you are going to do, it seems to me that you lack key materials, but in any case Mr. Lingoes’ LCL is not a necessity? In fact, he only needs to stay on the earth when he needs it. Isn't it?" Nanali asked in a brisk tone, "Isn't it safer to store him with me?"

"This joke is not funny." Lacus sneered. "Or are you still playing your white lotus?"

"No, no, I'm very serious. It's a pity that you are not NewType, and I can't prove to you how serious I am." Nanali took the bear pillow and hugged it in her arms, "Look, in case any lunatic is lucky It’s good to find you—you also know that there are always endless lunatics in history—and whether you are in a densely populated town or a nuclear bomb is dropped, what do you do? It doesn’t matter if you die. But you can't let Mr. Lingoes die with you, right?"

There was silence again, which meant that she actually understood her seemingly inexplicable logic.

"Furthermore, if someone else-like me-figured out a way to turn Mr. Lingoes back, how can I stop you then?" The legs under the skirt tightly clamped the bear pillow. The pure white velvet rubbed the pink cotton pillowcase, "Except for Zhuxun, there is still an apostle, right? Which one do you guess? You know that the first machine exists. I'm about to find it, and my mother's soul resides in it. , Do you understand what I mean?"

"A ridiculous and unconscionable plan." Lacus snorted dismissively. "Does it work? Is it worthwhile? Most importantly, are you willing?"

"With each other, I don't think where you are so clever and credible." His face was buried in the soft neck of the pillow, and the naturally curly hair spread out in a mess. "Smart people like to leave a backup plan for themselves, and I don’t think you have enough backup plans. For example, if you are really wrong, at least give yourself a way out?"

Speaking of this, Nanali is already at a loss of reason. If she still can't persuade Lacus, then all mankind will wait for death together. In fact, it's just that everyone changes to LCL together. Thinking about it, it's still a little excited. Maybe it's not that bad?

The silence was longer this time, and Nanali waited for her response with bated breath. After more than three minutes, she heard the sound of opening the door, the whistling wind and... the faint sound of water? Wait, is this a river or an ocean?

"It seems I can't sleep well tonight." Lacus's ethereal voice sounded a little vague in the wind, "Let me think about it again. This line is invalid. Don't contact me anymore."

Then the connection was hung up.

Nanaly let go of the pillow, jumped out of the bed, stepped on her socks and walked in circles on the floor with her head down, while the map she had just memorized was replayed in her brain.

Lacus is approaching a water area that has not frozen by the end of December. Considering that a very important MS will not leave her body, this water area is likely to have MS carrying capacity. Considering the time difference and longitude, it is very likely that the other party is at night now. Combining the above conditions with the map given by Setsuna...

"...Yes." Nanali looked up suddenly, "but why? She was obviously deliberately giving me clues in the end."

Don't talk about the silly things that Lux has been persuaded, the woman who can come up with the human complement plan will be fooled by a few words and can't find Bei? Nanaly didn't believe it herself. Moreover, the obtained coordinates are deep in the hinterland of Europe. It is impossible for her to stretch her hand so long, and it is useless if she knows it.

"So she's still testing my sincerity? So this is... I hope to send a message through my mouth? To whom?" Nanali twisted a strand of hair around her finger unconsciously, "Federal Parliament? Bright. Noah? Diana and Roland? Or... Minerva?!"

Whether it was testing her sincerity or simply using her, Nanali had no retreat. The only thing she could do was to follow Lacus's script.

"I just want to have a revenge for revenge. Is it too much? Why do you want to add so many insignificant side plots to interrupt me!" She sat on the bed and kicked her legs unhappily for a while. Climbing into the bed but involuntarily stunned, "Ah, the socks are dirty."

...

Roland stood alone on the balcony, staring at the dark artificial sky in a daze. Although the city on the moon did not make people feel the change of the seasons, he shuddered while still wearing a single shirt at this late hour.

"People on Earth have the moon to see at night, but they don't have to see anything on the moon." Roland said without looking back to the people behind him, "Should we make a fake moon hanging in the sky?"

"I don't think it is necessary." Diana gently draped his coat on him. "If you really want it, you can start a poll on the government website first, and then draw conclusions based on the results."

"Forget it, not everyone is as sentimental as I am." Roland shook his head with a wry smile, "Where is C.C.? Has she gone back?"

"Go back." Diana stood beside Roland, looking up at the empty sky with him, "Now her emotions are very unstable, we need to guide her to vent out reasonably, otherwise her extreme personality is very May do stupid things."

"I know." Roland stroked his chest in fear. "Fortunately, Audrey was sensible and gave Lacus's information to me instead of her, otherwise she would run to face the confrontation on her own impulsively. The clues are very good. It might just be broken, and the consequences would be disastrous."

"Then what are you going to do?" Diana glanced at the people around her calmly. "There is only one chance."

"I..." Roland lowered his shoulders in depression, "I don't know, Diana, I don't know what I want. I... sometimes I can't help thinking, if Lux succeeds, If Ed can really come back, it will be... it's fine, isn't it? I know that's wrong, but I, I just..."

"Speak out." Diana took his hand. "Speak out better."

"I..." Laura closed her eyes in pain, "I almost cheated, Diana, only half a step away..."

Diana still held her hand and did not respond, and not responding at this moment was the greatest encouragement. The cool night breeze blew on Laura's face, and she took a deep breath as if she had gained a little extra courage.

"In the beginning, I was alone for too long. I wanted to make friends. I just happened to be able to talk to him." Laura's voice was calm and low. I can’t help but worry about him and want to take care of him."

"Because of loneliness." Diana's eyes were as clear as water. "The longer you live, the easier it is to be lonely, and the lonely you are, the easier it is to be unable to extricate yourself. Just look at C.C. and you will understand."

"Later, I also knew that I had crossed the line, but I lied to myself that it was a friend and normal, and I kept deceiving myself, but..." Laura's voice gradually choked, "I know it's wrong, Diana, but I don't know what it is. Since then, it's just...I thought about it, and I said it, but little by little...and then, and then I..."

"Then you fell into the vice of Dr. Lingoes and want to open the harem just like him?" Diana sighed softly, "but before you figure out how to face you, me, and him, the parties are gone. ."

"I..." Lola shoved the ground, "Dianna, I..."

"How can I be jealous of someone who is no longer here?" Diana gently hugged Laura, "Cry it out. You haven't cried since he left."

Lola couldn't control herself anymore and threw herself into Diana's arms and burst into tears. The latter patted Lola's back gently, and her jacket slipped to the ground without knowing it. After a long time, the crying gradually turned into intermittent sobbing.

"Whether you want to take responsibility or want to act emotionally, I support you, because we are one." Diana said softly, "Think carefully about what you want, and what do the people you cherish the most want? what."

Lola reluctantly left Diana's embrace, her face was faintly visible from the light in the room behind her, her eyes were slightly red.

"Lax must be stopped, at all costs." Laura wiped the corner of her eyes with her sleeve. "I know it's irresponsible to say that, but I believe there must be other ways. The future she designed is too sad."

"Yeah." Diana smiled, "I support you."

"Let C.C. go, she has the ability and determination, the key is that if you don't do anything for her, she always feels like she will poke out the basket." Laura stared at her firmly, "Use TurnA."

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PS: I went abroad temporarily for a while, but I came back alive. It's hard to explain, in short, resume the update first.