Gundam SEED’s Final Destination

"This joke is not funny at all."

Looking at Durandal's face, Noel felt a little uneasy.

Using the whole world as a bet——

Is this really Durandal?

If someone else had said this, Noel would have thought that he was joking, but it was Durandal who said this.

Although somewhat absurd, his ideas and decisions can indeed affect the entire world and even change the direction of the world.

It may be sad to say that when someone has enough rights, the whole world is just a toy in the hands of the other person.

Although he cannot manipulate it at will, he can completely determine the future and life of most ordinary people based on his preferences.

"That's it-"

As Durandal said, he slowly put down the teacup in his hand, met Noel's gaze and said, "But I never said this was a joke."

Durandal looked sincere when he said this, as if everything he said came from the bottom of his heart.

"Are you serious?"

"certainly."

Durandal smiled and nodded.

"What if we lose?" Noel couldn't help but ask.

Something that makes Durandal have no choice but to gamble on odds——

The uneasiness in Noel's heart became more intense.

Gambling means winning or losing. It’s okay if you win, but what if you lose?

"That's a bit regretful."

Durandal seemed to have thought of something when he heard this, and couldn't help showing a trace of emotion and loneliness on his face, saying: "I have already lost once, and I really don't want to lose a second time."

"Can I ask who you are betting with?" Noel couldn't help but ask.

Durandal just laughed when he heard this and did not give any answer.

"——The stakes are really important?" Noel continued to ask.

Although this was nonsense, Noel said it anyway.

"Yes, it is very important, so important that I have to choose to gamble."

Durandal gave three affirmative answers in succession, making Noel's expression gradually become serious.

"Am I the spoils of this gamble, or am I a participant in this gamble?"

"Both." Durandal answered straightforwardly.

"Then do you want to win or lose?" Noel vaguely grasped something.

"To be honest, I don't know either." Durandal said with wandering eyes.

He really didn't know whether he wanted to win or lose.

From an ordinary person's perspective, he wants to win.

Because only then can he feel like a living person.

For the future in his heart, he has abandoned too many human emotions and looks at everything from a rational perspective.

As time passed, he began to feel lost, as if he had a schizophrenia.

So, he wants to win.

But from the perspective of a politician, he wants to lose, or it is better to lose, because then he can carry out follow-up actions without psychological pressure.

This defeat will make his path to the future smoother and more stable.

For the sake of the 'Garden of Eden' in his heart, he wanted to lose.

"Then you - forget it, let nature take its course."

Noel wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, nothing came out.

He had roughly guessed that Durandal was betting with him.

So at this time, he could no longer give a real answer.

"You are really smart." Durandal also noticed Noel's abnormality and couldn't help but smile.

"Haha, if possible, I wish I could be a little silly." Noel smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

Life is rarely confusing.

"This is what was originally there."

The next second, Durandal took out a disk and put it on the table, saying: "If possible, I hope you can make the right choice."

"A guy who can't give an accurate answer even if he wins or loses. Do you think you are qualified to say this to me?"

Noel glanced at the disk on the table but did not reach out to pick it up.

Although he didn't know what was inside, it was definitely not a good thing, at least for him.

"So I leave the decision to you."

Durandal said, pushing the disk over, picking up the teapot and pouring a cup of tea for Noel.

"Are you sure you want to give it to me?"

Noel picked up the disk, and the cold disk actually felt hot to the touch.

"You have the right to know the truth. This is something that no one can stop." Durandal put down the teapot and sat back.

"Just like that guy?"

A masked face flashed in Noel's mind.

"Yes, just like him."

A childish blond face flashed in Durandal's mind.

The same thing happening in different places and at different times will lead to different futures.

Noel looked at the disk in his hand and fell into silence.

"I hope you can make the right choice for the sake of even a very small and misty future."

In the end, emotion took over, or it had from the moment he invited Noel to come.

Being rational, he would never let Noel know the truth, or in other words, he would not let Noel know the truth before his plan was completed.

"Small and ethereal——"

After hearing this, Noel smiled dumbly, shook his head, got up and walked out the door.

There was no need to continue talking, or he was no longer in the mood to continue playing charades with Durandal.

At the beginning, he felt strange, why did that guy Kruse go to Mendel so hard, just for that useless diary?

Now it seems--

Durandal did not say anything to persuade him to stay, but silently watched Noel leave.

He has given a choice, and as for how to choose, it all depends on Noel himself.

the other side.

After leaving the villa, Noel did not return home directly, but came to a coffee shop.

After stopping the motorcycle, Noel saw the blond man wearing a black windbreaker and a mask from a distance.

The other party also noticed Noel's presence, smiled and raised his glass to Noel.

"Did you get the stuff?"

As soon as Noel walked in and sat down, Kruse asked with a smile.

Noel was slightly shaken when he heard this, and looked at Cruze with a complicated expression.

In fact, it was not Durandal who invited Noel first, but Kruse.

But out of caution and psychological favoritism towards Kruse, Noel chose to go to Durandal first.

"Whatever you want to drink, I'll treat you."

Cruze showed a look of understanding and continued to ask with a smile.

"No, thanks."

Noel declined Kruse's offer. He was really not in the mood for a drink now.

"What are you going to do?"

Kruse didn't force anything after hearing this, he just put down his coffee and asked.

"What to do?" Noel looked confused and didn't understand what Cruze meant.

"That's right, it's really too early to say this now." Kruse seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile.

"Tell me, why did you call me here? I'm really not in the mood to play charades with you."

Noel has been pursuing the truth, but when the truth is placed in front of him, Noel begins to hesitate.

Judging from the situation of Cruze and Durandal, the truth I want to pursue may be very different from my own ideas.

"I was the one who arranged for the car to hit you—"