Sudden Change 8

This process was too slow. And it was full of uncertainty.

Orphee could not guarantee that, in any given operation, his subordinates would not let a key figure escape through some foolish mistake.

So what should he do?

He had to change the rules of the game.

He could no longer passively chase after them.

He had to make them act according to the script he set.

How could he achieve that?

Chasing a pack of rats scattering in all directions was difficult.

But what if he placed a mousetrap along their inevitable path?

Or better yet, set fire to the patch of grass where they were hiding and force them to run out on their own?

────Force the enemy's head to show itself.

A clear, cold thought took shape in his mind.

Rather than hunt down those insignificant pawns, he would attack their king directly.

As long as their leader was in danger, those fiercely loyal subordinates would come to the rescue no matter the cost.

When that happened, they would expose themselves to the light.

Who was the Klein Faction's "head" now? Siegel Clyne was already dead.

Then who had inherited his will and influence?

A name surfaced in Orphee's mind.

A name known throughout all of PLANT.

Lacus Clyne.

Siegel's only daughter, the girl renowned for her heavenly singing voice.

An idol singer who appeared politically innocent and naive.

Yet during the Battle of Alaska, it was her voice, broadcast across the battlefield, that caused some ZAFT soldiers to waver.

That proved she was no mere decorative figure. She had inherited her father's political legacy and immense popularity.

What if he went after her?

The corners of Orphee's mouth slowly curled upward.

He picked up the fresh glass of wine the bartender had just placed before him.