The shining Shoko Toyokawa

A gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded in the quiet night. Aiyin reached out and took out the pistol from under her pillow. She got up quietly and walked to the door. She peeked out through the peephole.

The next moment, the tension on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a bright smile.

In the dim light outside the door stood a flaxen-haired girl.

She opened the door and saw the girl motioning for her to follow her.

Aine looked back and saw that Maria on the bed showed no signs of waking up, so she gently closed the door and followed the girl.

It was already late at night and the castle was extremely quiet. Although the two people deliberately lowered the sound of their footsteps, they did not intend to hide their figures. Aiyin turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, and the girl turned on the snow-white flashlight.

The two of them climbed all the way up to the top of the castle, greeted the 'volunteer' who was on guard here, and sat side by side in a corner of the castle.

This place is far away from the city. Looking around, there are only sparse lights from the country houses.

Its brilliance is not even comparable to the stars in the sky, as if the "stars" on earth are just tiny "tributaries" of the Milky Way.

The girl's flaxen hair, which still had a little moisture on it, was blown by the breeze and sometimes floated onto Aine's arm, feeling cool, itchy, and a little comfortable.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, as if time had stopped at that moment.

"Xia Ya-san...are you asleep?"

Aiyin's mood was already a little bit subtle, and it became even more subtle after she opened her mouth.

She always felt that this scene had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"Xia Ya-san went out again and hasn't come back yet..."

The flaxen-haired girl tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and chuckled, "Are you worried about her? It's okay, Xia Ya-san is a reliable adult."

“Hmm…” Aine frowned slightly and said, “We should be considered mature adults, right?”

At this point, she became a little more confident.

"Armenia's regular soldiers are no match for us!"

She didn't mention the terrorists. Obviously, that was the real combat, but Aine and the others didn't really want to recall it.

Just like this ancient castle that has gone through many wars, the marks of blood and fire are also hidden in the darkness.

“As for Aine, that’s totally not possible.”

The flaxen-haired girl showed an 'adult smile'.

Aiyin was a little angry, but she didn't say anything stubbornly.

"For example, right now, Aine would never guess why I came to see you so late, right?"

Aine thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't figure out the reason.

She couldn't bring herself to say something like, "You must be unable to sleep either."

"Soyo-san, why did you choose this time to come to me?"

“Well,” Sushi turned her gaze away from Aine’s face and looked up at the brilliant Milky Way, “Hey, Aine, have you heard of the Great Rip?”

"Clam?"

For a moment, Aiyin couldn't keep up with Su Shi's train of thought.

She remembered that this seemed to be an astronomical concept, or perhaps a physics concept,

Deng had told her about it, but she had forgotten what it said.

"One of the final destinations of the universe,"

Su Shi's voice was ethereal and without any emotion, yet it had a soul-stirring power.

"Ultimately, at the end of the universe, whether it is galaxies measured in astronomical units, or planets, celestial bodies,

Even atoms, molecules, protons, neutrons, quarks, and any two points in space will move away from each other at an infinite speed.

Finally, all fundamental particles in the universe, and the very structure of space and time, will cease to exist..."

"Who the hell understands this?!"

Aiyin complained a bit, but she didn't really give up thinking.

After a long while, he said, "Perhaps one day, humans will be able to control time and space.

By the time…

By then, I'm sure this ending will be changed..."

Aiyin didn't dare to look at Sushi,

Homo sapiens (meaning wise people) is actually a very fragile species. The simple-minded Homo erectus lived on Earth for about 200 million years.

The Homo sapiens who swallowed the "fruit of wisdom" only lived on Earth for more than 200,000 years.

Given the current situation, let alone the end of the universe in billions of years, it is doubtful whether Homo sapiens will still exist in 1000 years.

But Aine wanted to believe in this possibility, the possibility brought about by the Gundam that reincarnated in the [Mobius Ring]!

Sushi looked at Aine's expression and sighed slightly.

She is not particularly interested in the ending of the universe.

Why would Nagasaki Soyo, who lives in the 21st century, consider things that will happen billions of years from now?

What she wanted to say was that the cat or Maria might be separated from Aine soon.

Just as the universe will be torn apart,

Instead of investing too much emotion and then being sad when you break up, it is better to be mentally prepared for separation early.

“So, Aine, that’s the thing you’re not good at.”

Su Shi stood up, patted her skirt, and left quickly.

Although Aine was a little angry when she was told no,

But she felt that Su Shi's departure was not heavy, but rather a little joyful?

Aine was a little confused, but she wasn't depressed, "Soyo-san, are you concerned about me?"

"Of course I know there will be separations..."

A bright moon hangs in the sky,

It and the planet under Aine's feet are old friends who have been together for billions of years.

But even so, the two are still moving away from each other at a rate of three centimeters per year.

Even between celestial bodies, there will be a day when they will part ways.

…………

……

"You, don't you have anything to say?"

"Arnians, establishing the Great Arnian Principality is the true will of the Lord! You vile heretics will ultimately be destroyed!"

No need to translate, Xia Ya is tired of hearing this sentence,

She took a bloody photo of the church's interior and posed it before the captive, saying coldly, "Looking at this tragic scene, don't you feel even a little bit guilty?!"

The bruised prisoner didn't look at the photo, nor did he listen to the translation. He just closed his eyes and ears.

Xia Ya took a deep breath, picked up the photo and turned to leave.

But when she reached the door of the temporary interrogation room, the prisoner started talking again.

The translator was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the prisoner said. The expression on his face was a little subtle.

After a while, he began to repeat the prisoner's words, "He said he wanted to make a deal with you. He couldn't trust the Serbians, but..."

At this point, the translator paused, as if he was considering his words.

"But I am willing to believe you, the dog catching the rat and meddling in other people's business."

"Let him first tell you what the deal is."

Xia Ya didn't look back, and looked like she was about to leave.

The young man with a bruised face gritted his teeth and stated his conditions.

This condition sounded incredibly simple to Xia Ya—

"He said he wanted to help his sister sneak into the United States. He would tell you everything he knew if you swear to God that you would help your sister go to the United States."

Xia Ya sat back down in front of the man. She didn't say she didn't believe in God, nor did she rush to swear an oath. "Why isn't the condition something like letting you go?"

"He said: People like you who like to meddle in other people's affairs and hate evil will never let me go, but it is possible to help my only family."

The translator stood behind the man and acted as a real-time translator.

"My sister is innocent and has never killed a sheep. I was planning to take her to America after this war, but I met you."

Hearing this, the accompanying "volunteers" cursed a few words, roughly meaning that they were a bunch of bastards who took themselves too seriously. Even if the Y organization had not come, they would not be able to leave.

And his sister is innocent, but aren't the victims innocent too?

By terrorist standards, this bruised young man was not loyal at all, but he was a bit of a human being.

"Without me, she is still so young, how will she live..."

Just a little bit.

"I can help your sister,"

Xia Ya hesitated for a while, and finally agreed. Considering the attitude of the volunteers, she did not say "I can help you".

There is only one word difference between these two sentences, but to the Serbian people who were listening, the meaning was completely different.

The former emphasizes that the person being helped is a young innocent girl, while the latter is a terrorist who kills his own people. This is the charm of language.

If possible, Xia Ya only wants to be a pure MS pilot.

But MS is just a weapon of war, and the pilot is also part of the weapon.

And war is always just a continuation of political struggle.

"But if you lie..."

Xia Ya looked at the man meaningfully, the threat was self-evident.

The man hesitated for a moment before saying, "I won't lie, but I won't tell you about my sister's information until you let them out! If you don't agree, then come and see if you can pry my mouth open!"

When he looked at the translator and several strong volunteers, his deep eyes were full of hatred.

Xia Ya frowned and knocked on the table to make the young man look at her again. "You have to tell me the information first."

She started recording on the spreadsheet. Even if the translation was 'smuggled', she could use the recording to ask someone else to translate and review it.

"Let's start from the beginning. We still have plenty of time. First, tell me, what is your name?"

"My name is Sowo..."

The young man, or boy, began to tell his story,

That is a very common story in modern ethnic conflicts.

Sowo's father lost both legs in the independence movement and died of depression. Only his mother raised them and they struggled with hunger for many years.

They naturally believed that the reason why their lives were so miserable was the oppression of the Serbs.

Just be independent.

As long as we can be independent, there will never be children like them again.

Even now, Sowo still believes this.

At this point, Sowo's emotions became excited again.

"Aren't you all partners of justice, helping the weak?! My sister always says that! Why are you helping the damned…"

"stop!"

Xia Ya stopped him.

She was afraid that this man would anger the 'volunteers' and be beaten to death on the spot.

Xia Ya had no intention of arguing with this person about who was right or wrong, "Where did your Zaku come from?

According to conservative estimates, the Alania Liberation Front has at least 20 Zakus, which is not a number that a terrorist organization can easily obtain.