Chapter 40 of the second helpless journey, pity and indifferent thinking

"Ah, Leonard, come back and pull." As soon as I walked into the cabin where Lux lived, I saw the girl in front of me rushing towards me with an excited expression, because I was afraid that she would fall and hurt, I had to stop where I was and wait for her to come, but I didn't expect Miss Lux, who was usually very reserved, to throw herself into my arms without stopping.

"Well, this one, miss, can you please let me go first?" I said with some embarrassment. Although I enjoyed the warm fragrance of nephrite in my arms, this sudden enjoyment caused a slight sense of guilt in my heart.

"She's Aslan's fiancée."

Lux quickly broke free from my arms when she heard this, and her blushing face was very cute.

"It's good to see that you're okay, the battle outside just now was so fierce, I'm really afraid that you will accidentally ......" After speaking, he patted his chest, revealing a palpitating look.

"Don't worry, as long as you sit on the MS, the person who can kill me at this time is not born yet?" I tried to put on a confident look, which drew a crisp smile from Lux.

"But is there anything wrong with Miss, those guys from the Earth United Army just now didn't do anything to you, right?" I looked her up and down with concern, and it seemed that she should not have been treated rudely.

Haro suddenly jumped out of Lux's grasp, jumping in front of me, and shouting in his somewhat ridiculous synthesized electronic voice, "Hello, Leonard, there are bad guys, Hello will protect Lux, Hello." ”

Lux hurriedly took the naughty little guy in her arms and said happily, "Yes, it was thanks to Haro just now." ”

I can't be as easy as the two of them, if you look at it simply, it may just be a ridiculous move made by the Earth Coalition in desperation, but from another point of view, it is likely to represent the attitude of the Archangel towards Lux, if it is not handled well, it will come like this every time the Zaft army attacks, and Law's patience will be exhausted sooner or later.

Even if the ice sculptor had the same calm patience as his grim appearance, now that the news should have reached PLANT, no one knows for sure what Chairman Patrick Salar thinks. The fact that Speaker Clan Klein has been able to dominate the Salals for so many years has a lot to do with their good impression among the people, and a large part of this good impression comes from his status as the father of Miss Lux Klein, the popular idol of PLANT. If Chairman Sarah is ruthless and directly orders Law to launch a surprise attack regardless of Miss Lux's safety, and then causes Miss Lax to "die at the hands of the United Earth Army", although he may be blamed for disregarding the lives of the hostages, the influence of the Klein faction will also be weakened a lot, and this is still a great opportunity to encourage the people to start a war, and Law, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, will gladly agree.

"Miss, what the hell happened just now, can you please tell me in detail?"

"I told you not to call me that, just call Lux." Lux gave me a complaining look, but at this time I was so worried about the safety of both of us that I was in no mood to bother with her about these details. Seeing that I was unmoved, Lux had to whisper to me what had just happened.

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"So, it was the woman Frey who pulled you to the bridge in the first place." After listening to Lux's explanation, I couldn't help but feel on fire, this woman is really getting more and more ignorant, and it was quite excusable in Ah Ru Tai Mies, but this time it was really unbearable.

"No, please don't blame Miss Frey, she did it for a reason." Lux shook her head slightly.

I looked at her quizzically.

"Later I heard from the Archangels that Miss Frey's father, Mr. George Alsta, Undersecretary of Foreign Affairs of the United Earth Government, was on board the Montgomery, the flagship of the advance fleet." At this point, there was a look of pity on Lux's face, and perhaps it was forgivable for her to do something excessive as an underage girl who had just lost her father.

I sat silently, having experienced such a tragic battle as the Battle of Junius 7, and losing my best brother in it, and I was already a little numb to these life-and-death things. It's just a woman who has lost her father, and what is it compared to the 240,000 inhabitants of Junius7? Miss Lux is very smart, yes, but she can't get rid of some of the characteristics of those rich children who grew up under the care and care of everyone. She had never seen such a tragedy, and she felt sympathy when she saw what happened to Frey, but the cries of his relatives who were so many soldiers defending PLANT seemed to her to be just distant and unrealistic dreams.

Of course, compared to the *** like Fleg, who has been completely corrupted by her natural power and status, Miss Lux can be regarded as a perfect person, within the scope and sight of her ability, she has been doing her best to help those in need, and using her own way to prevent more tragedies from happening, which is why countless people like me have fallen for her. Even those of us who have been harmed by war have a hard time making up our minds to work as hard as she did, and at best we only think that we just need to protect the people we care about, or even simply leave everything behind to kill our sorrows or become butchers who pursue death on the battlefield. Whether it's in a past life or in Zaft, this kind of thing has been seen too much.

It is for this reason that we have so much admiration for a person like Miss Lux, who sincerely wishes to stop the war, even though I find in my heart that her ideas are somewhat unrealistic, and that she may well have been useless in the end. But every time I see a delicate girl who puts down what should have been a happy childhood and disregards her own body to propagate anti-war ideas to people, I am always touched. Perhaps it is those of us who are accustomed to life and death who have become desperate that we want someone to continue to do what we want to do but cannot do, even if it is only one percent hope.