The Death of Noel Cassia

The next day.

A tense atmosphere hung over Gibraltar Base.

The originally harmonious anti-LOGOS alliance had become wary.

The atmosphere between the Earth Alliance and ZAFT military had grown strained.

According to the latest intelligence, a spy unit belonging to the Earth Alliance had suddenly attacked Gibraltar Base the previous night.

Fortunately, vigilant soldiers spotted them while they were infiltrating ashore.

A fierce firefight broke out between both sides.

Although many ZAFT soldiers were killed or wounded, fortunately, the base itself had not suffered much damage.

However, among the fallen soldiers was someone countless ZAFT troops could not accept losing—Noel Cassia.

The MS combat pilot known as the Strongest Natural and called the Red Reaper had not died on the battlefield, but in an unexpected ambush.

The fighting had broken out very close to where Noel Cassia lived.

Noel Cassia, who had been resting inside his villa, was caught up in the battle and tragically killed.

"How is the search going?"

Inside the temporary combat command office, Durandal questioned his adjutant.

"The incident happened too suddenly, and the area was destroyed by fire. There isn't much intelligence available yet."

The adjutant replied helplessly.

"Is that so? Are you certain Noel Cassia is dead?"

Durandal continued questioning him.

"We found fragments of a body inside the villa that roughly matched his build. Noel—"

"What I'm asking is whether you are certain your men personally killed him!"

Durandal cut off the adjutant, his gaze icy.

"W-What do you mean by that, Chairman?"

The adjutant was startled by Durandal's words.

"I am not pursuing your responsibility or faults, nor do I wish to pursue them right now."

As he spoke, Durandal slowly rose from his seat and walked to the window, looking down at Gibraltar Base below. "Right now, I only want to