Not Super Robot Wars at All

"Char, listen to me." Ed's voice sounded directly in Char's mind without any hindrance, "You immediately threaten the opponent with force to hand over Emma Sheen, and then take the Camus to the person, and the other party will agree. Yes. Xin'anzhou continues to point the gun at me, don't act as if you know me."

"Lingoes, why are you here?" Xia's words exited and was surprised to find that he could talk to him in his head, "And how did you do this?"

"Isn't it normal to upgrade the satellite NT ability to a level? I greeted you and pulled you in, and I didn't see you reject me." Eddy replied naturally, "It's very simple, can't you do it? arrive?"

Char: "..."

It is too fake for the two planes with disparity in strength to stand motionless in the air, but Xia is indeed Xia. As a man who has been using a pseudonym all his life, acting skills are already an inseparable part of his soul. He immediately opened the public channel and negotiated strongly with Alzenar. Negotiations in such a superior situation were easier for him than drinking water.

"Time is limited, I won't ask more." Chara talked to Ed with one heart and one mind while negotiating with Alzenar, "Aren't you going with us? See how close you are to this woman. The behavior doesn't look like being imprisoned."

"I have mastered the way to leave, and I will go back in a month at most." Eddy looked down at the logistics unit who was fishing for people in the sea, feeling the pain and sorrow that came from his consciousness, and his heart was heavy, "I am still here now. I can’t go, I still have something to do."

He doesn't care whether Camus is the protagonist, whether he is the strongest NewType appointed by the big bald head, or how limitless the future is. Now he has no good feelings for Camus. Everyone is not relatives, and he is not allowed to kill and pay for his life. Seeing that Xia's face was restrained.

Fortunately, Camus didn't use the beam weapon frantically at the beginning, but the 60MM Vulcan cannon is already very lethal for the PM who is about ten meters long and has no thick armor. Most of the girls are lucky, but their bodies are broken, and people who fall into the sea can still be saved. Individuals who were unlucky were directly hit by the Vulcan Cannon and couldn't even pick up the body.

Although this is a military base of another country, Ed cannot interfere in military affairs, but he still wants to do something for these poor girls. For example, PM's design is too brain-dead. What he is doing is to help them transform within a reasonable cost and technical scope. At least it can improve the survival rate of everyone. After the design is completed, it can be handed over to Angel.

Later, he had other ideas, such as liberating Quan Norma, but they were all after the elimination of his imaginary big boss.

"Regarding Camus Vidan, Char, don't apply your theory of making mistakes when you are young, think about your own awkward character." Ed criticized him mercilessly, "Look. See what you have taught him. Do you think you are qualified to live with Minerva? I'll just say that your level is not as good as Harman."

"Minerva..." mentioned that Chara was silent.

"If you don’t understand it, go and learn, and if you don’t know it, give it to someone who knows it, Amuro, Bright, it’s okay. I don’t care what you project on him, but you know how big an NT of this level can stab you. This way Going down will only kill more people.” Ed’s thoughts were as cold as frost, “I’m not his father, and I don’t have time and love to dedicate to him. If this is the case next time I meet, I can only cause more harm to him. Eliminate the source of danger before."

"Lingoes, I understand your attitude. This is indeed your truest thought." Alzenar had already surrendered, and Char ordered Camus who had come back to pick up Emma, ​​"Your suggestion...I will considerate."

"There are also unicorns. You must not let Camus Vidan continue to contact unicorns. What are you thinking about letting this immature and violent NewType open with a body that you can't control?" Ed continues to criticize Char "I’m politely speaking, no one in this world can control it except me. The Amuro is almost a bit nearer now. I suggest you either dispose of it or sell it to Anaheim."

"This was unexpectedly convincing from the man who pushed Yunius 7 away." Xia smiled complicatedly, "I didn't expect this to happen in an unexpected meeting after a year."

"Otherwise, what do you want to hear, I am so happy to meet you? I never thought that Char Aznab would also be joking." He could feel Char's reflection, and Char could feel that he could feel Char's presence. Introspection, but this does not mean that everyone will meet each other and laugh and enmity, "Emma Sim, what are you going to do?"

"She is still a soldier of Titans and cannot be with us. This rescue is only to satisfy Camus's wishes." Xia thought clearly, "I will put her down midway, and I have something to do. Camus and I cannot expose the matter."

"Will he agree?" Ed coldly snorted, "The child of Oedipus complex and the spring period started to soar and even remembered his last name. Be careful of being shot and exploded by Beam Magnum."

"I will use the adult's way, before he has a chance to protest." Xia seems to have figured out something, "You are right, he must understand, otherwise he can't participate in the following things."

"Then goodbye." Emma has been contained, and Ed doesn't want to continue talking with him, "No matter what you want to do, I hope we will not be at the two ends of the battlefield next time."

"What do you seem to want to do? I can only say that this is very unlikely." Xia fully understands Ed's attitude, but this does not mean that he has no temper at all, "I will give you good news for survival. Find a way to tell Minerva to make the little princess happy too."

"Well, that's okay, she should be...no, you wait?" Ed suddenly reacted, "Char, you count me!"

However, Xia ran away with Camus in the blink of an eye, ignoring his shouting in consciousness at all. He suddenly felt that one head was two big.

"That, Ed." Villkiss began to fly slowly towards the base, An Qi's voice pulled him back from the sea of ​​consciousness, "Are you a creature similar to the people of Mana? Did you just be with them? ……dialogue?"

"Your instincts are really terrible. It seems that the Creator is fair. If you lose something, you will get some other compensation." He didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he could only hug her tightly from behind, "Thank you today. You, Friday."

"Friday?!" An Qi exploded her hair instantly, "After using and touching enough, it changed from An Qi to Friday? Call me a name, now, immediately! Or I will throw you out of here right away!"

Ed felt very happy when she heard her frizzy voice, and did not respond with a smile on her face.

"Uh, what's the matter, are you talking?" An Qi couldn't see his expression and was a little uneasy. "I, I'm joking, and I don't really want to throw you down. It's the same, just now, you guys Why is it always like this, is it interesting to bully me?"

"Very interesting, very interesting, more interesting than rubbing up to, I can't stop at all." He hugged gently again, "Thank you, An Qi."

"Oh, that, no thanks." Suddenly, An Qi didn't want to go back, so she pretended that she was lost and was walking around in the sky. "You don't need to be too sad. Everyone is actually used to this situation. Many, it doesn’t affect future tasks."

"It's not a lot of problems, I won't get used to it, never will. If the supporting role is dead, it will die in vain, and it will not appear in the cast. There is no such thing." He said to An Qi, but also to himself, " No one is lonely, no matter they are in the sky or they are on the earth, every soul that has passed away will always be with me."

"Ed?" The serious atmosphere made An Qi a little uncomfortable, "You... don't think too much, it's not good for your health."

"Char is introspecting, and so am I. I thought for a whole year, how can there be a thousand days to be a thief? It is not realistic to retire at the age of twenty-five. It's done before." He couldn't help but press harder with his hands holding An Qi's waist. "It's not allowed to have the story of creating a world today and throwing a satellite tomorrow. We need a world where everyone can live happily."

An Qi didn't understand what he was talking about, but she instinctively understood the belief in her voice, so she hesitated to ask: "Do I need to do anything? I want to be... the power for a better world."

"No." Eddy replied with a smile, "You can just continue to be foolish, Friday."

"An Qi! It's not Friday!" An Qi said this sentence very missed, feeling that it hadn't been said for a long time, she recollected it, and shouted again, "An Qi! It's not Friday!"

Feeling a little frightened by myself that I missed when I heard these words, Ed endured the pain and reminded her out: "Have you flew enough? Let's go back? The world has not been destroyed yet, and I will not let the world be destroyed."

"Why do you want me to think of it?" An Qi's voice suddenly fell silent, manipulating Villkiss to start returning, "It's boring to bully me like this...it's very boring."

...

"Master Embrio, is this really good?" The man known as the Earl of Piskraft was showing respect to another man, "Whether Alzenar's loss or Emma Sheen's escape is good? ,what do you think?"

Embliou leaned on a comfortable recliner and watched the live broadcast without knowing what angle of view. The picture was inside the apron of Alzenar. A blue and white PM was slowly landing, and the people around were happy. Cheers.

"Alzenar was originally a waste recycling station. Norma's death has no effect. Emma Sheen has never sincerely resigned. Although it is a pity, it doesn't matter." He turned off the screen boredly, "What about you, you? Is it true obedience?"

"Of course the subordinate is—"

"I don't care." Embrio interrupted him, recalling what he had just seen. "It turns out that the so-called resonance of NewType is such a thing. NT-D is "he" never seen before. In the case of the real NewType, something that was designed based on speculation and imagination, I didn't expect it to have such an effect. Unlike these low-level monkeys,'he' is really an amazing person, don't you think?"

There was another person in the room, and he and Peskraft stood respectfully beside Emblio. He seemed to be doing something ideological struggle, and after a long time he replied: "It is indeed an amazing person."

"This world is very dangerous, and we don't have much time left." Embrio ignored him and said to Piskraft, "NewType I already understand, what is needed next is an apostle. What do you have? Is it progressing?"

"I found two targets, but they couldn't lead them to the scope of Akatsuki's Imperial Pillar." Piskraft looked frightened, "If it doesn't work, I'm afraid you will be dispatched personally."

"'Boss with too strong strength settings often have serious defects in personality or IQ. Overturning in the gutter is their common method of death. At this time, the audience can't help but scold the screenwriter for low IQ.' I remember'he' is like this. That said, I actually almost capsized in the gutter." Embrio looked at him playfully, "Are you urging me to be exposed to the sight of all the apostles? Or do you think I've grown a little since then? Are there none at all?"

"Subordinates don't dare!" Piskraft quickly knelt on one knee.

"I don't care about your loyalty." Embrio smiled disdainfully. "Kneeling is really harder than death for a proud person like you. What made you persist until now? Still "live well" sister? Or do you still have any unrealistic hopes, such as one day that "he" will suddenly appear and bring you back?"

"Subordinates are loyal and undivided!"

"'Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.' I remember that'he' said it, a very interesting sentence." Embrio poured himself a glass of red wine and shook his goblet gracefully. "Nostalgia has made me a little sad, but I have to say that the failure of'his' was worthless, and it fell thousands of miles away from the'truth'.'He' even the way I existed until the end I haven't figured it out. To some extent, even Telles is inferior. Are you ridiculous?"

Peskraft lowered his head and did not speak, trying to maintain a poker face.

"Look, you got another important piece of information. Telles may know the'truth'. Isn't he very excited?" Embrio looked down at Pisscraft, who was kneeling on the ground, contemptuously. "But you again Thinking of it, Telles was dead, and he felt very depressed."

Piskraft still perfectly interprets the meaning of the words blankly.

"You feel that you are a hero with a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, and now you have to bear the humiliation by your enemy's side just to avenge your hatred one day." Embrio raised his head and gestured for the closed screen, "The same is true for the three of their NewTypes, one The creation of Gundam guides the direction of technology, one is superbly flipping the situation of the world, and the other is immersed in self-movement by the unicorn. They all think that they are the protagonist of this story."

No one dared to answer, Embrio felt a bit boring.

"The same is true for'he', always doubting whether he is the protagonist, whether others are big bosses, whether the plot is going to collapse, and whether there is a problem with the world view, that is because he has not seen one thing clearly." He drank the red wine in the glass and ended the topic, "Obviously, I am the protagonist."