Candoville was completely destroyed.The family "Wombat" in there, the used bookstore "Bag Wolf Hall", and the coffee shop "Keewi".Both the game center Kusuku and Tasmania Devil, a tavern on the back street, were destroyed.The sweet shop next door, Tamamura, was also destroyed.The corner of the mattress also collapsed.
The Yukioka Laboratory was naturally destroyed.It's only natural because that's the way it is.No matter how sturdy a shelter is, it shoots missiles for the destruction of underground facilities that easily destroy a thousand-metre underground missile launch facility.
Since the evacuation was completed in advance, the dead are not out, but the impact of those who lived and worked in this place is incalculable.
"I'm losing my familiar landscape....."
Truly murmuring.
"I've been through that many times, but this time it's really hard.It was a place of memories with everyone..... "
I said it with a sad look.It's not just the Yukioka Institute.Whether it's the Tasmanian Devil, a part-time job, a family restaurant, or a coffee shop, it's a good place to spend time for tired people.
"Something really regrets it. How does Yukioka feel?"
"Hmm... not to say I'm sorry or sad, but because of my defeat... I feel terribly sorry for making everyone feel uncomfortable because of my complicity!"
Truly asked, Junko answers with a lonely expression.This is another face Junko rarely shows.
Anger is boiling in the truth.I can't forgive Junko for making me look like this.
"My regrets will come later."
Ring said.
(This sign is....)
The bowman rushes towards the rubble.I felt a strong spirit. The spirit was remembered by the bowman.
Towards the rubble pile, the bowman saw.A familiar face spiritual body standing in the ruins of missile destruction.
"Missile Smith...."
Oh, there you are.I can't believe I'm meeting you here. God knows what to do. "
Smith the Spirit looks at the bowman and laughs.
Heroes, revolutionaries of the times.I won. An ally of righteousness - defeated by terrorists.Yeah, I'm glad I finally met you and told you this.Um... there's one more thing... I've been told this month's routine dialogues, but now I'm on my side and I'll give it to you.I'm waiting for you in hell. "
Spread a happy smile and Smith's figure fades and disappears.He became a Buddha and travelled to the Underworld.
"Radar hasn't reacted in a moment."
Project a holographic display and check your monthly reading.
"There was a spirit of Smith.Thank you... I think he died here. "
The bowman came back and reported powerlessly.
"Here?"
"Was it from where it landed, or..."
Takahiko wonders, and the bowman clouds his words.
"I went in the missile and flew with you."
In Junko's words, they all saw Junko in surprise.Only the bowman had a surprising expression. It was the same idea.
Why would you do that?
"Did you do the same thing as Junko did?"
True and tired ask.
"Even if the Spirit protects the missile, it will be eliminated by the Spirit Barrier along the way.But with Mr Smith inside the missile and flying with him, he kept protecting the Spirit from the missile.Even if the Spirit sucks the power of protection into the underworld, so long as Mr. Smith is inside the missile, the protection will continue. That's the reasoning. "
Junko was convinced that Junko was right.
"Would you do that in exchange for your own life?Did Vandam take you hostage and threaten you? "
Speak up about the string snail.
"I don't think that's possible given Mr. Vandam's personality."
"Wouldn't Vandam do anything right now?"
True is called Junko.
"I had a calm face like a fallen possession.He is. Still innocent... I'm sure he died convinced.Yeah, I think so. "
The bowman talks quietly.It was a complicated mood.
Evil terrorists, who have killed thousands of people, have seen them die happy.Besides, I was honored in front of myself.I don't feel sorry for it. I'm not angry.I don't feel like it's vain or useless.It's funny, but seeing innocent Smith before he died, the bowman felt good.Looking at that smile, I realized a little bit about Smith.
Vandam appeared in the cafeteria as the faces of Côte d 'Ivoire were eating lunch.
"Construction, missile landing."
Milan, who had already received the report, turned to Vandam and said with a smile.But Vandam doesn't look happy at all.
"Smith's old man is gone.What are you talking about? "
"Dead."
"Eh...?"
A smile disappears from Milan's face in Vandam's unfaced words.Rod and Catherine, who were seated at the same table, also looked surprised.
I keep the letter. Milan, it's for you. "
Vandam presents the envelope to Milan.
Milan, I resent you. Because of you, I lost the pleasure of shooting missiles and killing people.I lost my hatred because of you.Because of you, I'm no longer drunk on hatred.I've suffered because of you.I'm going to die because of you.You killed me.But thank you. Thanks to you, I'm back. "
Reading the letter inside, Milan shook his hand with the letter.He was also trembling.
"What do you mean... this...He... why did Smith die? "
"Smith himself was on the sixth and final missile.Fired in that condition.In doing so, they tried to maintain the Spirit's protection.And he won the bet.Use your life as a chip.And it brought me victory. "
Vandam, who had heard the outline of the operation from Smith beforehand, said indifferently.
"Don't joke... What is that... what is that?!I didn't help him die!Looks like I killed him! "
Summoning Milan. It is well written in the letter.You killed him. Exactly.
"Milan, I can say that you brought this victory.Smith said that.You changed me. [M]It was as if I had recovered what I had lost. "
With the same dialogues as those written in the letter, Vandam left.
"Hey... what do you think?"
Milan looks up at the void with a dazed expression and asks.
"What did I do wrong?No... wouldn't it have been better if I hadn't saved that old man? "
"It's not a mistake. No matter how the results lead to it.And no one knows the future. "
Rod answered Milan's question immediately.
"If you think so... can you be saved?"
"I didn't say it to comfort you.I said what I felt was right and true. "
It was Milan who laughed ironically, but Rod said what he thought without expressing himself.
"I just acted like I expected.But... I can't do it. The rice also tasted bad.He was a stupider old man than I thought. Shit. "
When he threw up, Milan snapped the letter and threw it on the dining room floor.