Noer's Confession

In the pitch-black starry sky.

Genesis α moved slowly under the pull of gravity.

Matisse sat in the command center, quietly gazing into the distance.

"You refused quite decisively."

Prea stood behind him and said with a smile.

Just now, Copland, hidden within the Atlantic Federation's Lunar Base, had somehow called in.

Yet after only a few exchanges, Matisse had hung up on him directly.

It was also thanks to Copland's call that Matisse had no choice but to order Genesis α to begin moving.

"He's nothing more than a pitiful man with no mind of his own."

Matisse sneered at Copland's predicament.

In the end, it was still because the man himself was incapable.

Copland had been elevated as LOGOS's public pawn, but after LOGOS fell and there was no one left to advise him or give him orders, he could not even take control of the military.

There was indeed no need for someone like that to exist.

But this also exposed a problem. It seemed he had not hidden himself as deeply as he had imagined, and that was not good news.

"Noer, what did you want to tell me?"

This was the first time Lacus had seen Noer wear such a solemn expression.

"The ZAFT fortress, Messiah, is a large-scale strategic weapon. It is the result of miniaturizing Genesis."

Noer got straight to the point.

He had actually considered revealing the truth about Messiah while on the bridge, but he had held back because he did not know whether Lacus had other plans.

Lacus's eyes narrowed slightly at this, and something flickered in her gaze as she looked at Noer.

"At the same time, I suspect someone will repair and reactivate Requiem."

Noer continued voicing his concerns.

That was right. Requiem had indeed self-destructed, right before