Lacus shook her head. "I do not understand."
Garfield, seeing her mischievous expression, knew she understood.
Coordinators really are intelligent.
"Looks like you understand. Actually, there is only one principle. The dead have their own world, and the living have their own lives. Do not try to disturb them. That is for their own good."
Lacus nodded obediently. "I understand. But how can we end the war."
Garfield scratched his chin, thought for a moment, and then told the little pink girl in front of him, "I will tell you that later. What you need to do now is rest. You have school tomorrow."
Sigh.
Putting a child to sleep is hard.
Putting a naughty child to sleep is even harder.
Putting a smart and cute little naughty girl to sleep is the hardest.
Thinking of that naughty child who wreaked havoc on countless universes with her little bear for food, Garfield thought this little pink girl was incredibly adorable.
Even though she was constantly scratching his chin, trying every cute and cuddly way to cling to Garfield, he finally gave her a sleeping spell and made her obediently fall asleep.
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The next day, Lacus had the most comfortable sleep she had ever had since her mother left, and she woke up feeling incredibly energetic.
With the help of the butler and servants, she quickly finished breakfast and went to school.
All day long, Lacus forced herself not to think about what had happened yesterday.
Athrun, who had been watching Lacus closely, noticed her listless state during class.
During a break, he approached her and asked with concern, "Lacus, are you feeling unwell. Should I take you home to rest."
Lacus glanced at Athrun and shook her head, saying, "I am fine, Athrun. I am just thinking about some things."
Athrun asked, "Can I help."
Lacus replied, "That is a girl's thing, Athrun. You cannot help with that."
Athrun blushed and silently returned to his seat.
Nicol, Yzak, and Dearka gathered around, whispering among themselves.
Lacus was not paying attention to them.
Her mind was entirely on her orange tabby cat at home.
At the Clyne family villa, the butler stood cautiously before Garfield, his demeanor as if Garfield were the head of the household.
"Lord Garfield, is it alright for you to expose yourself like this."
"You are responsible for handling the surveillance. Just make sure Siegel does not find out."
"Yes."
"Oh, by the way, go find a little girl named Mia Campbell. She looks a lot like Lacus and can be her double."
"Yes, Lord Garfield."
"Go."
The butler began to work behind the scenes as Garfield instructed.
In European society, ninety nine percent of butlers are the confidants of the head of the family, and most things are done through them.
Siegel Clyne was no exception.
The Clyne family's power was mostly mobilized through the butler.
Doing things behind Siegel's back was actually easy.
The butler went to work, while Garfield lay on the balcony, basking in the sun.
After school in the afternoon, before Lacus returned home, the butler had already reviewed the villa's surveillance system to ensure that none of the cameras recorded any footage of Garfield giving Lacus ideological education.
Meanwhile, they also found Mia Campbell, whom Garfield had mentioned, in PLANT's population database.
Looking at the strikingly similar black haired Mia, the butler could not help but admire the man's skill.
Even the Clyne family was unaware of Mia Campbell's existence, given her uncanny resemblance to their young lady.
Upon Lacus's return, she naturally went straight to Garfield on the balcony.
Like a mischievous child, she maintained her usual affection for Garfield, cuddling his soft, liquid body, scratching his chin, and stroking his paws.
As a semi divine being, Garfield allowed certain young women to massage him, telling himself this was not petting or cuddling a cat, but rather the service of a believer.
"Garfield, tell me how to end the war, okay."
"No, I cannot tell you."
"Why."
"If I tell you, and you do it, you will not be the cute pink girl you are now."
"How could that be. I, Lacus Clyne, will always be cute."
It was just a girl's inexplicable confidence.
If Garfield had not scratched that scumbag who called himself a master thinker, educator, and philosopher, she would still be brainwashed and continuing the transformation process of becoming a dark, unlovable pink girl.
Garfield had saved her.
Foolish two legged beast.
Lacus coaxed and pleaded for a while, but Garfield remained unmoved.
Helpless, she could only choose to back down first.
After a sumptuous dinner, Lacus began to practice dancing and singing, while Garfield continued to lie there.
After she fell asleep, he went to the butler, who handed Garfield Mia Campbell's information.
"Lord Garfield, this is Mia's information. Please take a look."
Garfield opened Mia's file.
Mia Campbell's birthday was July second, Cosmic Era fifty six.
Her blood type was O.
Lacus's birthday was February fifth, Cosmic Era fifty five, and her blood type was B.
There was a slight difference, but a year's difference did not matter for girls.
The remaining issue was her hair.
As a genetic modifier, hair color was a minor matter.
Even pupil color could be adjusted.
"Secretly protect and monitor Mia Campbell. Dispatch personnel to cultivate her talents in singing, dancing, and other areas, while secretly instilling loyalty and the King's ideology in her. Also, be prepared to adjust her genes at any time to change her hair color to pink so she can replace Lacus, who is unable to attend public events for various reasons, in crucial moments."
"Yes, Lord Garfield. I will take care of it right away."
The butler went to work, and Garfield pulled out his modified version of the golden book of Martin's philosophy that he had used to educate Grindelwald years ago.
After carefully reviewing it, Garfield, based on his new understanding of the Star Wars universe, reinterpreted some of the passages.
Recalling the scene when he educated Grindelwald, it was indeed true that the old saying was right.
Jade that is not carved cannot become a vessel.
Look at Grindelwald now.
He is much better than before after his education, is he not.
"It is time to use you again, Gundam world. I will give you a big surprise, and incidentally, help you end your foolish disputes about so called Naturals and Coordinators."
"And those Blue Cosmos fools who only care about making money and causing trouble, they are truly utterly foolish. What good is making a fortune from war. You cannot take it with you when you die, and you still are not satisfied even with enough money to squander."
"Greed is the original sin, and also the key that opens the gates of Hell for you people."
"And I am the mentor of the one who sends you on your way." hehehehe.