"Okay, let's not talk about that. What do you have to say about keeping me here, otherwise you still want to date me? Elody shook his head with a wry smile and turned to face the gray-haired Admiral, whom she had followed since her time as a member of the MIA's Spirit Force until the bloody Martian sky illuminated by the twin stars of Ian Aosta. She quietly spoke to the man behind the Ledai Group, a veteran soldier who had been calling for an entire era in the military and political circles of Gadari. She tried to find any clues in those chaotic eyes, but there was nothing but the deepest silence. Moen. Lydai, this man's life is full of mysteries, she can't remember the first time she saw him, he seemed to appear on the stage of history in a sudden moment, and then step by step opened the prelude to this magnificent national war It's just now, the wind and rain of the past, the majesty of the past, and the vertical and horizontal of the past have faded away, and the power of the years has begun to spread on his mottled soul, even if there is still a false fire in his heart barely supporting, but after all, it is at the cost of burning the rest of his life.

"Huh...... Don't overestimate your charm, Sue. You are ripe and beautiful, but what man would dare to provoke a woman who even sleeps with a paratrooper knife in her hand? Moen smiled wryly, and suddenly he stepped forward, grabbed Elody in the crook of his arm, and led her into the depths of the cemetery without saying a word.

"Moen, maybe you should except......" the brigadier with a star on his shoulder smiled and said calmly. She turned her head to Moen. Ledai leaned on it, but in the end he didn't lean on. Her eagle-like gaze swept over the rows of cold stone monuments, the withered or still blooming flowers on them, and several supergroup agents stood in the resting place of those soldiers, looking here and there. Erodi suddenly felt angry, after more than ten years of hard fighting, these soldiers have suffered the most tragic sacrifices, but in the end it is the ruthless legions and the chaebols behind them who have sucked the blood of the Gadari people! The supergroup, watered with the blood of the Gadari soldiers, was now so rampant that they dared to spy on Moen so blatantly. Admiral Leday, and a high-ranking MIA officer like her.

"No, the board of directors of the Pekon Group has just proposed to the CEO Cooperative to organize a large-scale invasion with the newly formed Raven'-class battleships. They even set a strategic goal of pushing the Navy forward by at least four systems from the direction of Ian-Aosta, in order to secure sufficient strategic buffers for New Gadari....... Lady spoke flatly and coldly, as if she hadn't noticed Elody's small movements.

"Are they going to go to war? But the country is now in such a state that it is simply not capable of supporting another large-scale war. Look at these tombstones, Moen. How much have we sacrificed for this motherland since the Pearl of the Blue Sea? How much was sacrificed for the interests of those supergroups! Gadari is indeed a race whose obedience is natural, but there is a limit to what our society can endure! If you continue to be so reckless......" she said, looking at Moen, who was still calm. Lydai, sighed, and did not say any more.

They are all people who have the same keen grasp of the big picture, and sometimes they don't need to say anything at all.

"But so what, after Ian Aosta, the military has been greatly weakened. Most of the soldiers who had come from the beginning of the War of Independence with nationalist ideals were killed in battle, leaving only the officers who had been filled in by the super-group garrison to occupy high positions. The power of the group has penetrated every corner of Gadari society, and in fact they are now supporting the running of our society, this country, is there still a force that can counterbalance them? "Moen. Leday's voice remained indifferent, as if he had no intention of asking about these things, and only wanted to withdraw from the intriguing chess game with his heroic aura. But can he really quit? The chessboard of power criss-crossed under the shady scenes, and the chess pieces they have long been in it have no way to retreat......

"That's what it is...... Capital-****? Even the war is for the circulation of capital, and even ideals and doctrines are just tools for them to extract wealth......" Elodi sneered, and said sarcastically, "After more than ten years of bloodshed, we have really established a deformed country." ”

"So I want to warn you to keep an eye on the children who are still too young and don't let them act rashly. Their blood should be sprinkled on the battlefield, not drained drop by drop in this endless internal friction! "Speaking of which, Moen. Lady paused suddenly, slowly brushed Erody's hand on her arm, and said meaningfully, "And you too......"

Elody was stunned for a moment.

"Are you warning me, Moen?"

"Hehe, maybe...... Not count. "Moen. Lady smiled dryly, but there was not a hint of a smile in his voice.

Eluodi. Su looked at him in silence for a while, as if she wanted something from his expression, but the old admiral was unusually calm, as it had been back then. A flood of memories suddenly rose from the embers of that soul, engulfing her with the rumbling of time.

That year, the authority of the Gayrant Federation seemed unshakable, and the surge of Gadarian nationalism became an icy undercurrent. Seventeen-year-old Melinta. Sue stood in the morning mist of the northern hemisphere of Gadari's first star, between these two things that she might not have been able to comprehend at the time. Several Sidon Industrial guards surrounded her like a pack of wild beasts waiting for their helpless prey.

They were soldiers on night duty, having just come out of duty to get themselves drunk with bad liquor in a tavern and have fun. And she was just a girl who got up a little too early, and didn't want to get into trouble, but because she had forgotten the reason, she walked in such a thick fog that morning......

"I'm sorry, miss." A big guard grabbed her and laughed insolently. His mouth was full of wine, which made her feel sick. "Where is this?"

"Alsatian ......" Melinta said the name clearly, in the Gayrentan language. There were very few pedestrians on the street at that time, and she was just a helpless girl.

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