──The sound of a thunderous explosion.
The angel in which Law was riding was billowing with smoke.
"Lao----!!" Leon's shout filled the entire monitoring room--the sound seemed to float far away, but also seemed to be very close.
Yadi shook his head vigorously, but there was always a flurry of snowflakes in front of his eyes: "Grandma turned out to be... bad, I... "
Chaos—
"What is that kid Leon doing! I haven't even made a sound so far, it's too much!!"
Gray continued to complain while nibbling on the bread, "I've been locked here by the dragon for six hours!" The bread flew to the other side, and he had to stand up again, pick it up from under the table and bite into half a month shape it, blowing off the dust on it.
"Huh... That bastard Long has gone away alone. I have endured humiliation for so many days in order to eat the dishes you made, so let's have a little experience of my torment!!" Holding the bread high, he faced the The screen complained loudly, "That's outrageous!!! Woah... I'm mad, mad!!"
"You said that I didn't feel your torment?" Long whispered gloomily in his ear.
"What--?! Wow!" Then, naturally, there was a loud bang as the heavy object fell to the ground. "It hurts so much, why don't you make a little noise, don't dangle like a ghost..."
"That's your own problem... As a surrogate mother, of course I have to discipline you." He lifted the prismatic cage on the ground to Gray and lifted the lid.
"Huh? Mother--why not father? Wow! My favorite beef and chicken soup!!" He didn't care about his sore buttocks, jumped up and hugged the dragon, "Ah, the dragon is indeed my favorite. Wow, what are you doing, it hurts!!" Another big bag swelled up on the boy's head.
"That's what a father should be like, he won't be so soft-hearted! Stupid! Wipe your saliva first!"
Looking at the young man who swept away the food like the wind and the clouds with the eyes of the child, Long couldn't help but let out a small smile [So, a kid is a kid, it's hard to see the food, the nerves are extremely thick, and he likes to yell... But let People find it interesting-
"Interesting? Hey, hey, I'm not a circus monkey!" If you tell him what you think, 80% of them will have such an answer.
"That," Gray said hurriedly after nibbling on the last chicken leg in a very embarrassed manner, wiping the greasy on his mouth.
"Eat the food and then talk about it." Long restored the commander's stern face.
"Not gentle." He muttered softly.
"I'm sorry, the tender time is over - what do you want to say?"
"It's been six hours, and I haven't received a report from the abnormal guy's mission completion. It's not like that guy's usual style... Do you want to investigate?"
Long nodded thoughtfully: "You said Leon - he was on the way back with Professor Moreo's transport plane, and the prisoner who sent the jamming signal committed suicide. It is said that it is his own younger brother."
"Brother?! That's too miserable... Watching my relatives die in front of me..."
"Yeah, so he hasn't contacted us for a long time... It's really miserable," Long sighed. "After he comes back, you'd better not mess with him anymore."
"Cut, people have provoked him there!"
"If you know it, you should say 'yes'! Why is there so much nonsense!"
"Humph!"
"I went to see Brigadier General Sang Yang, and she said that the new weapons and equipment will be delivered from space tonight, and we will contact you at that time. So keep the necessary weapons with you, just in case. Remember not all cards The officials in Nice are all on our side. For a long time, only the leftists among the officials in Canis have supported the work of WORLD, while the rightists implement the policy of disarmament and peace talks. Although these two factions are united externally, but If we are found out, the right will not save us, and the left will not save us."
"So you can only sneak around like a thief?"
Long shrugged: "You can say that."
"What a disgusting feeling."
The screen suddenly lit up, and Professor Moreo appeared on it, "I'm Moreo, the transport plane is about to arrive on Earth, but how can I avoid the monitoring satellites of various countries-going directly into the atmosphere will cause unnecessary disturbances."
"This is the 'Golden Group' of the WORLD Earth Underground Command Room Branch. I'm the person in charge, Long Dylan. It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor." Elder Long Chong gave a military salute.
"I heard Sang Yang talk about you. You are a very powerful person. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"You're the one... The staff of the branch are evacuating one after another recently, so there are not many people who can be dispatched, but there are only two people left here!"
"What? Two people--two people doing the work of hundreds of people?! Are you too good?!" The old man's eyes widened.
"Haha, I'm used to it, and I won't need to be so tired soon." Long Yang glanced behind him and was busy playing with the keyboard instruments. Gray, who was so tired and sweaty, put away his smile, "You said just now that you want to avoid satellites. surveillance?"
"Yeah, we'll be on Earth in about an hour or so, so try to figure it out as soon as possible."
"Huh--that guy Sang Yang is going too far to give the problem to our team!" He whispered, then raised his voice, "It's not impossible, but it's hard to grasp the time, I can use Our satellite in outer space shuts down all the satellites for a minute, but it would be difficult to get here in such a short period of time through the Earth's circle full of artificial satellites."
"But it's a desperate shot. We'll signal you when we arrive," the old man said.
"Anyway, it will take a while to prepare for a strong interference wave, so it doesn't matter."
"Okay, see you later." Everything was back to normal.
The boy protested in dissatisfaction: "Hey, Long, why don't you help me with something? I'm dying of exhaustion! Huh?" In the corner of the dimmed screen, it was faintly visible that an unusual expression appeared on Long's face. Serious look.
"If it doesn't work this time, the whole WORLD will collapse because of this..." He pressed the button in front of him, "Gray, connect the extraterrestrial satellite No. 1, send the virus I input now, and let it use the maximum radio wave. The intensity is reflected to the satellite receivers in the geosphere, and the self-destruction system is activated at the same time!"
"Dragon, are you crazy? This way, the satellite we built with billions of dollars in funding will be destroyed!"
"Do as I say, there's no time!" The dragon's fingers flew off the keyboard. The young man hesitated for a moment, but went to the other side to get busy.
… The endless desire of human beings is the most terrifying!
… your grandma was killed because of WORLD!
Is that so... ? So, since grandma passed away, grandpa has been immersed in the project of making so-called angels, as if he has changed himself.
But why make such a horrible thing? Is this really what Grandpa wants
──Why
Yadi slowly turned his heavy head - the snow-white ceiling, and the figure looking down at him swayed.
"I'm sorry, Law... I couldn't get him back," [is that Leon--? ] "He died, bleeding from within... the Angel was intact."
"No one blames you, Leon. Fortunately, you still have your own judgment, otherwise, listening to his instigation will lead to a catastrophe." The old voice said.
"Grandpa!" He sat up.
"Hey, my dear grandson, how are you feeling?" The old man walked to the edge of the bed with a smile and sat down. "You're right. When Hou fell ill, it scared grandpa and I to death."
"Heh, heh, heh, come on. You clearly know that my heart is not good, and you still want to send me to an angel as an experiment." He tilted his head.
"Are you all right now?"
"… Humph."
"Lyon. Come on, will you?" The old man walked out of the room.
"What's the matter, Professor Moreo?" Leon, who followed him, followed him into another room.
"Just call me Jack, you don't have to be so ostentatious," the old man fell into the sofa and motioned for the young man to sit across from him, "This time, thanks to you, the spy was successfully dealt with in a timely manner, otherwise the earth and WORLD could just disappear."
"... I just wanted to save Lao, because he said that he could use the power of an angel to join forces to avenge WORLD. I am also... a traitor."
"I won't report your actions to the organization. It's all my responsibility, don't worry."
"I, remembered. The first time to perform a mission, the first time," Leon showed a strange smile, "The object is, my parents."
"..." The old man's pupils reflected his eyes that seemed to burst into flames, waiting for the young man to continue speaking.
"After that time, I lost all my memories, happy, sad... I became a soulless puppet, a killing machine. Until my younger brother Ya appeared again, I only remembered the murder that day. Why... why is WORLD so cruel!? What did my parents do wrong! They just want the world to be closer to the ideal, what is wrong? I don't understand. What is justice? Who did it wrong?! I don't understand!"
He thumped the armrest of the sofa angrily.
"Do you want to understand?"
"?"
"He who can't face the past has no future." Is it the same for this child? The old man looked at the confused teenager with a complicated look.
"no future… ?"
"The struggle must pay a price. Like you, I also lost my family, friends, and involved the lives of many innocent people. So why do I still choose to stay here? I hope to use my own strength to change something, at least Influence something. So, I, who can't go back to the past, can only continue to walk like this, with the hope of the dead, to continue."
"Jack..."
"The technician chosen by the angel must have a kind and honest heart. If the heart grows, the power of the angel will also become stronger. Leon, you are the technician of the battleship called Belial, and you have been recognized by it as a Master."
"… "
"In the battle, you will definitely find the answer, Leon. So, go to the battle, boy."
"..." The young man hesitated.
The old man clasped his fingers together: "Besides, I have another request, which is a bit presumptuous. Please take care of Yadi's child—he has a congenital heart disease and is a strong child, so..."
"However, I'm not good at protecting people."
"If you think he needs your protection, you're wrong. Hehe, that kid needs friends."
"?"
"...Although he is not my real grandson. Even though he is so cheerful on the surface, I know this child's temper better than anyone else. I only want to become stronger, so I have always lived alone in my own world."
"Why do you ask me for such a thing?"
The old man's sharp eyes seemed to pierce him: "Because you are very similar."
"Professor, everything is ready!" the man standing at the door reported.
"Very good. How long will it be close to Earth?"
"Eleven minutes."
"Slow down. Turn off all external lights. Get everyone in place!"
"Yes!" The man ran away quickly.
The old man patted the dust on his body, "Lyon, you are on standby with the angels, just in case." The boy nodded.
"kindness."
On the other side of the nacelle - two light gray metal-hulled warships were mounted upside-down on steel plate thrusters. Yadi was circling the battleship, rubbing the smooth, shiny exterior.
[Lonely...? ]
He stopped in front of the boy.
"Thank you for saving me before, but I want to know what happened to my brother's body?"
"I'm really sorry, I..." He shook his head heavily. "It's true that I called an ambulance, but when I called to inquire later, the hospital said that the injured person was not received at all. I'm really sorry. "
"Yata..." [Impossible, the bullet went through the heart... Could it be... he's still alive--? ! ] "What's wrong, his face suddenly turned so ugly... Tell you about the result. I'm also very sad, I'm really sorry." His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he couldn't hear it.
"Attention to all members, attention to all members! This machine will arrive at the satellite-filled area of the Earth's circle in five minutes. Please prepare for battle! Please prepare for battle! Repeat again, repeat again..."
He opened the cabin door. "Lyon."
"Uh?"
"Are you going to sit in?" He asked knowingly, opening the cabin, which was still stained with labored blood, "I also want to prepare."
"Wait a minute, Yadi, that battleship is very dangerous, if it doesn't work, it will look like Lao!"
He smiled peacefully: "I'm not afraid. If I'm weak, let the angel kill me... If I'm weak, I can't protect the things I cherish, and there's no meaning to my existence. Grandpa said that there is firmness. Those who are determined, even if they are temporarily lost, can control the angels."
"What I want to protect...? But I don't have it. I, I have nothing." Leon lowered his head sadly.
"What you can see and pretend not to see, the answer lies in your heart - the angel chose you because you have something you haven't discovered that you want to protect."
"Me too, Leon. Actually, I don't know exactly what I want, but I know it exists. Every time I'm sad, I always feel the warmth from it." He murmured and closed. Eyes, put your hand on your heart-- "Professor, there is a radio signal!"
"Turn it on."
Long Dylan owed his lower body slightly: "Professor Moreo, everything is ready, how long will it take to reach the Earth circle?"
"Already outside the circle, waiting for you to send out the band that interferes with the satellite." The old man said.
"Okay, after a minute, you'll rush in. I'll start now--but remember to turn off any communication tools like the radio on the transport plane, or it will be affected."
"clear."
"Start the countdown - 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0! Remote control system activated! Launch!"
"Then, I'll go." Yadi glanced at the boy and sat in the cabin.
Leon nodded silently and slowly closed the hatch of his battleship.