A faint smile lingered on Rau Le Creuset's lips as he walked along, murmuring to himself inwardly.
That was fast!
With that thought, Rau Le Creuset looked ahead.
He considered what he needed to do next.
Not far behind Rau Le Creuset, a surveillance operative disguised as an ordinary civilian watched his movements and wondered privately.
What is this guy going to do?
"Be careful. Don't let him spot you."
As he pondered that, a voice came through his concealed earpiece. Hearing his superior's warning, the operative set his thoughts aside and focused entirely on his assignment.
At Ptolemaios Military Base on the Moon...
"Did you need something?"
Azrael sat on the sofa in Richard's room, a faint smile on his lips and an air of authority in his voice.
Richard felt displeased, but he kept his expression calm as he addressed Azrael.
"Director, according to our current intelligence, the ZAFT Forces are advancing toward us."
"Then just intercept them as usual."
Azrael smiled, leaning back against the sofa as he interrupted.
Hearing that answer, Richard grumbled inwardly.
As if I don't know we need to intercept them! Could you let me finish before you speak?
Despite his inward complaints, he maintained a composed expression and continued.
"Director, this attacking ZAFT force includes their most elite unit, and their top ace is among them."
As he spoke, Richard displayed an image on the large screen in the office.
Azrael looked at the screen as it lit up. The moment he saw the Creation on it, his smile vanished, and his expression darkened.
Inwardly, however, he had already made his decision.
Looks like I need to leave.
Muttering to himself inwardly, Azrael glanced at Richard.
"Why are you telling me this?"
At that question, Richard stated his request.
"Could you place