Gundam SEED’s Final Destination

August 17——

Noel, who was given a long vacation due to mission reasons, was invited to drive to Durandal's home.

Familiar with the road, without any obstruction, Noel once again stood in the familiar garden in uniform.

Looking at the man sitting in the garden sipping tea, Noel couldn't help but frown slightly.

He found that there was something different about Durandal today.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

The strength of loneliness?

still--

I can't put it into words, it always feels a little weird, completely different from the Durandal I saw last time.

This discovery made Noel feel a little uneasy.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Durandal spotted Noel standing not far away, couldn't help but put down his tea cup and called with a smile: "Today's tea is very good, do you want some?"

"Yeah, then I have to taste it."

Noel calmed down after hearing this, walked over with a smile, pulled out the chair opposite Durandal and sat down on his own.

Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. After dealing with Durandal and Kruse for a long time, Noel has gradually learned to hide his expressions.

Although he is still a little immature, at least he will not be seen through by others at a glance.

"I promise you won't be disappointed."

After Durandal finished speaking, he slowly stood up under Noel's gaze, opened the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Noel.

As if he noticed the surprise in Noel's eyes, Durandal smiled and explained: "Today is Thalia's child's birthday, and she is a little busy."

"Well, it's Thalia's kid's birthday."

"Yes, so I have to entertain you today, but my tea-making skills should still be pretty good."

Durandal said, pushing the teacup over.

"Then shouldn't you go over and celebrate? After all, you have such a good relationship with Ms. Thalia."

Noel took the tea cup and asked with a smile.

Durandal stiffened slightly when he heard this, and looked at Noel with a slightly subtle expression.

Noel, as if nothing happened, took a sip of tea and said with some sadness: "It seems that you are not suitable for making tea."

Durandal looked a little panicked today, so Noel made some teasing remarks.

Although he was a little timid after saying that.

"Haha, then I won't do it next time."

Durandal calmed down his emotions after hearing this and sat back with a smile.

As for the previous question, it was as if I had never heard it before.

"What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Noel looked at Durandal, who was still feeling refreshed, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

This guy's qi-nurturing skills are really deep. If it were me, I would have slapped him with a big mouth.

"Are you anxious?" Durandal asked.

"Haha." Noel chuckled.

He found that when it was difficult to answer a question, the best option was to smile in the other person's eyes without being humble or condescending.

"What do you think is the meaning of the birth of human beings?"

"Um?"

Nol was suddenly speechless and his expression was a little subtle.

This question is a bit over the top.

What is the meaning of human birth?

Why don't you ask me the meaning of living?

However, Durandal still sat there with an old look on his face, his expression indifferent and he didn't think there was any problem with his question.

"I'm just a vulgar soldier who follows orders, so let's change the question."

Noel really didn't know how to answer, or he couldn't figure out the deep meaning of Durandal's question.

From what he knew about Durandal, this guy never did anything unnecessary.

So there must be something hidden in this question, so don't say anything until you can't figure it out.

"So, do you think human existence is good or bad?"

Durandal asked after hesitating for a moment.

"Do you think we are qualified to discuss this kind of issue?"

I don’t understand, I can’t understand at all. Noel really can’t think of the reason why this guy asked such a question.

If you want Kruse to ask himself, then Noel can still make a guess.

But Durandal——

Completely meaningless.

"Isn't it normal for humans to discuss the meaning of human existence?" Durandal asked rhetorically.

Looking at Durandal's 'innocent' eyes, Noel asked with some uncertainty: "You called me here today - just for this?"

From his tone, movements, and expression, Noel actually felt like he wanted to leave.

Because he found that Durandal was actually asking this question seriously——

I don’t even know how long I can live, and you still ask me this...

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Noel's mind, as if he had discovered something, and his expression gradually became serious.

"I-I'm hopeless?"

This was Noel's first reaction.

Facing Noel's gaze, Durandal took a sip from the tea cup and said: "There are too many uncertainties, and I can't legitimately conduct experiments for the time being, so I can't give you an accurate answer. I can only give you a rough estimate." value."

Noel frowned slightly when he heard this, there was something wrong with this guy.

"The current probability of recovery is less than 20%." Durandal said slowly.

"So?" Noel felt strange after hearing what Durandal said.

Twenty percent?

Probability?

A geneticist talks about probability?

Why do I always feel like something is wrong?

"Gather PLANT's full strength to reach 40%."

"Then what?"

Noel vaguely guessed what Durandal meant.

But it’s precisely because I guessed it that I find it strange.

Wasn't it agreed upon at the beginning?

He helped him obtain the position of Supreme Speaker of PLANT, while he treated his physical problems.

Why is this topic brought up again?

Did something unexpected happen in the middle?

"I put the notes you got at Mendel, and I took the original ones away."

It was the first time that Noel clearly understood the meaning of this word.

"Why are you telling me this?"

However, after a brief period of shock, Noel actually calmed down.

In other words, he subconsciously began to think about the meaning of Durandal's words.

Like why is he telling himself this?

Why did he tell himself that he was the one who kept the diary?

What is the purpose?

What is the original thing?

"I don't like gambling, but sometimes I still want to take a gamble."

Durandal continued to answer questions.

"A gamble?"

Noel frowned slightly when he heard this, and his gaze towards Durandal gradually became serious.

Gambling is not a good term, especially in this situation.

Because gambling means there is a stake, so what is Durandal's stake?

Who is he betting with?

What are the gains and losses between victory and defeat? ,

When Durandal heard this, he just nodded without saying a word.

"What's your bet?"

Noel couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it. He was a little uncomfortable with Durandal's rhythm today.

Too erratic and elusive.

"future."

Durandal's words were concise and concise. Although there were only two words, it made Noel feel heavy.

If someone else said this, Noel would just assume that the other person was joking.

But it was Durandal who said this.

"Whose future?"

"you--"

"Um!?"

"Me—and the world."