Noel sat in the dim Strategic Room, the light falling obliquely across her face and making her expression flicker between light and shadow. Though she appeared calm and composed, great waves had already surged through her heart. She faced not only the life-and-death challenges of the battlefield; more importantly, every decision she made would affect the fate of the entire Federation.
"The pressure really is something else. In this position, every decision means the deaths of tens of thousands of soldiers. They might look like nothing more than numbers, but when you really think about them, it's horrifying. This is war..."
Just then, Dorothy sent a request through the Communicator.
"What is it, Dorothy?"
Noel accepted Dorothy's request through the Communicator.
"Lin Gong has been dealt with. Everyone over there considers her a traitor, so there's no need for me to do anything else. Though she wasn't tried as a traitor sent by Dorothy, but as a traitor to District 25..."
When Noel remained silent for a long while, Dorothy realized her mistake. "Sorry, Noel. I forgot you don't like hearing about these things."
"It's fine. Hearing about something like this isn't enough to upset me. Miss Dorothy, what happened afterward? Did Lin Gong say anything?"
Noel's hand tightened slightly, and her heart beat a little faster.
"She spouted some nonsense. First, she said she shouldn't have trusted Jonas. Then she said she was wrong and begged me to spare her. In the end, she seemed to go completely mad, saying Jonas had given you that recording and that you were in cahoots. How else could there have been a recording?"
"Perhaps we should have spared her. She was only being used..."
"Noel, you're still too kind. There's no right or wrong in this world, only interests. The last bit