Canard's Suspicions 2

Jiliang Yamato. Canard looked at the girl blessed with unparalleled talent, his heart a tangled mess. She was the experiment's sole, perfect success.

Her genes, reflexes, and spatial awareness had all reached the very pinnacle of human potential.

She was a creation favored by God. Then there was her twin sister, Cagalli Yula Athha. Though she had no direct technical connection to the experiment, her very existence was an important node in this intricate web of blood relations.

Canard's fists clenched unconsciously.

If it were only himself, he feared nothing.

He had long grown accustomed to walking through the darkness and had long been prepared to take revenge on this unjust world.

But Jiliang and Cagalli were different. They were innocent.

If the two brothers of the Flaga Family, those two who had inherited sinful blood, intended to use these two girls and drag them into an even deeper conspiracy, then Canard Pars was prepared to make an enemy of the entire world.

He would use his life to sever those black chains trying to coil around them.

Yet as time passed, especially during the days they fought side by side in Orb, Canard's observations left him confused.

The scheming he had anticipated, that lofty relationship of exploitation and being exploited, had never appeared at all.

Especially not from the older brother, Mu La Flaga.

Canard ate in the same mess hall as him and chatted with him in the same lounge.

The blond man always wore a cheerful, somewhat frivolous smile. He enjoyed harmless jokes and treated his comrades with warmth and sincerity.

He would casually clap Canard on the shoulder and discuss MS performance with him, always keeping the conversation simple, direct, and focused on the present.

Once, during a break between operations, Canard tentatively brought up genes