Chapter 1667
I am Mafti!
Chapter 1667 I am Mafti!
"This is yours. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to."
Amro handed the glass filled with drinks to Hasavi and sincerely apologized for his earlier rudeness.
No. I lost my composure.
After receiving the cup with both hands, Hasavi glanced at the old woman who had cleaned up the broken pieces on the ground, nodded to the two people, and left the balcony, and then said...
“To be honest, I never expected to see you here. Amuro Ray. Hero of the Federation.”
Amro had heard far too many conversations like this over the years.
But for some reason, Amro heard excitement, anticipation, and fear in Hathaway's voice. Such complex emotions surprised Amro, but did not make him think too much about it.
After all, from the moment he met Hashavi until now, Hashavi's behavior has been just like that of those young people in the past who longed to meet him because they admired his heroic status.
"I don't deserve to be called a hero. To be honest, the reason why I, a nobody, was elevated to the position of hero by the Federation after the war was simply because I met their requirements."
Amuro doesn't usually talk much about the post-war period with others.
Even his girlfriend, Bertiga, rarely mentioned what happened behind the scenes at that hero commendation ceremony.
For some reason, Amuro always felt a natural, deep-seated sense of trust when he saw this young man.
"It sounds like a deal..."
Hasavi lowered his gaze, looking at the drink in his glass, and said casually.
"Yes. It was a deal. You might think that I, this so-called federal hero, am just a figurehead, but in reality, it was because I was promoted as a federal hero that the high-ranking officials behind me were able to complete some deals."
“No! Amuro Ray, you are not just a name. At least, when facing enemies from another world, you were able to bring Karaba here and reclaim this city for humanity.”
Hearing Amro's somewhat self-deprecating words, Hasavi instinctively defended himself.
"No. The credit for recapturing this city doesn't belong to me alone. Besides, if Colonel Ming hadn't arrived with his troops to provide support, we'd probably still be locked in a stalemate with those monsters in this city!"
Amuro laughed heartily, not taking the past to heart at all.
"is it?"
Hasavi moved his lips a few times, but didn't say anything more.
The Amuro Ray before him appeared more confident, relaxed, and open-minded than the Amuro Ray he remembered from UC 0087.
The Amro Ray that Hassawi remembered was extremely insecure and even depressed after years of house arrest. It was only after experiencing many things that he gradually regained his will and confidence.
The Amuro Ray before them was not only confident, but also able to face the dark secrets and shady deals behind the scenes of the Earth Federation with equanimity.
"Perhaps Colonel Ming was right."
Hasavi sighed inwardly.
The Amuro Ray in this timeline is completely different from the Amuro Ray in his memory during the Titans era.
Perhaps, being by his side will allow me to see some things more clearly...
"Oh, right! I'm Amuro Ray. Even though you already know my name, I should still introduce myself."
Seeing that Hasavi was deep in thought, Amro assumed that he didn't want to talk too much about those unpleasant things, so he started the conversation again by introducing himself.
Hasavi stared at Amro's outstretched right hand, momentarily stunned.
Do you want to reveal your real name?
If that were the case, Amuro Ray would probably be startled by the name in the next second, and then laugh and ask if he was related to Brad Noah by blood.
Hassawi took a slow, deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and reached out to shake hands with Amro.
“Nice to meet you! Amro Ray. I am Mafti Nabiyu Erin. As you know, I am a passenger on that unfortunate space shuttle.”
"Nice to meet you! As long as you're alive, everything will pass. Isn't that right? It's just that your name doesn't quite sound like a person's name."
Amro placed the cup on the railing, placed his hands over Hasavi's right hand, squeezed it slightly to comfort him, and then said something that sounded like a joke.
"I'm sorry! This is a code name. I cannot reveal my real name at this time. I hope you can understand."
Hasavi's eyes were full of apology, and his voice became somewhat low.
"No. It's alright. After all, look, even Colonel Ming, who's commanding from our Calaba, hasn't revealed his real name to anyone, has he? As soldiers, we must always be mindful of secrecy."
The examples Amro casually listed left Hasavi speechless, and he could only nod in agreement.
As the two finished their self-introductions, this conversation, which held meaning for both of them, might become the catalyst for some surprising moments in the future.
However, that's a matter for the future.
Now, Hasavi has another matter to deal with.
In the captain's office of the Garuda, He Ming, Kenes, and Hasavi each occupied one of the three corners of the room.
He Ming, whose face was covered by a mask, making it impossible to see his expression, looked at the two people sitting on his left and right sides, each with a different expression, but who were subtly in a state of confrontation.
If He Ming weren't here, the two would probably have a huge fight.
In fact, the same is true.
If the Hauser had not been drawn into this world, in the near future of the original timeline, the two would have fought a series of battles to determine the victor, with Kenneth ultimately executing Hathaway himself.
"Can you say that again?!"
Kenneth took several deep breaths and stared intently at the man sitting opposite him, whose expression was calm and whose gaze was firm.
Before boarding the Garuda, Kenes had personally requested that He Ming invite him to join the Punishment Force and become their ace. But what happened?
The kid turned around and actually used "Mafti Nabiyu Erin" as his code name.
This is absolutely outrageous!
“Mavty Nabiyu Erin. That’s my name now. Colonel Kenneth.”
Hassawi calmly looked at Kenes, whose face was turning increasingly red and whose gaze was sharper than ever, as if he wanted nothing more than to kill him.
"asshole!!"
Kenneth roared, stood up abruptly, and slammed his fist on the table.
"Snapped!!"
The table's groans did not deter Hasavi in the slightest; instead, he calmly looked at Kenes.
"Why did you have to choose a codename like Mafti, a terrorist organization? You..."
Kenneth paused abruptly halfway through his rant, suddenly realizing that the man in front of him had never mentioned his name from the beginning.
“Mavti Nabiyu Erin. That’s my name now.”
Hasawi reiterated this point.
"you!!!"
Kenneth's eyes widened in anger, but when he saw He Ming sitting calmly in his seat, watching the confrontation between the two, he snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and silently adjusted his mindset in his seat.
"Was this a decision you made after meeting Amuro?"
After Keanes left the stage in a fit of anger, He Ming turned his gaze to Hasavi.
To be honest, he was also taken aback by Hasavi's decision.
He Ming had considered using real names or code names before, but he never expected that Hathaway would be so reckless as to directly use "Mafti Nabiyu Erin" as his code name.
Could it be that he's not afraid of Kenneth, or Kiki Andalusia, or others telling on him?
Although it won't succeed.
"Yes. I have considered it. If I were to stand beside them, follow their gaze to see the world, and observe its changes, then I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do that in my original identity."
Hasavi nodded, a hint of sadness on his face.
"Because this kind of experience has happened too many times in the past. But it doesn't help me find any way to solve the current situation."
"What's the current situation?"
Kenes was still angry, but after hearing the exchange between He Ming and Hasavi, he immediately realized something.
Suddenly, a flash of light erupted from the depths of Kenneth's mind.
The anger on his face receded like a tide, replaced by solemnity and even wariness.
"Colonel Ming, I have a question I'd like to ask you!"
Kenes turned his gaze away from Hasavi's face and looked at He Ming, speaking slowly and deliberately.
"No. No need to ask. As expected of Colonel Kenneth Slag. Your intuition is very sharp. If possible, I would like you to participate in the New Human testing program."
"No. I need a clear answer, Colonel Ming. From the very beginning, I've had my suspicions. In this world, why is it that only you know our origins, and even the identities of the passengers on the Hauser?"
Kenneth looked at Hassavi again, then said sternly.
"Could it be that you are the real mastermind behind Mafti Nabiyu Erin?! Using some kind of technology that we cannot understand, you dragged the Hauser into this world, and then wove a deception according to your own ideas to wipe out all the high-ranking officials on the Hauser."
"···"
He Ming fell silent.
"···"
Hassawi looked surprised.
After a long while, He Ming touched his chin and chuckled a few times.
"I must say, Colonel Kenneth, your imagination is truly remarkable. But you have already seen the reality of this world clearly. You should have made the judgment you should have made."
Kenneth paused for a moment, then shrugged and spread his hands.
"Yes! This era is not the future we live in. So, what does Mafti Nabiu Erin, who only exists in the future, have to do with this era that is in the past?"
"Colonel Kenneth, you..."
Hassavi stared at Kenes in astonishment.
“No. Now, I am Lieutenant Commander Slag, the captain of the Garuda. And you are just an impulsive young man who used the codename Mafti Nabiyu Erin. Nothing more.”
Kenneth pointed to himself, then to Hassawi.
"Here, our identities are limited to this. But once we return to the future, I expect you to give me an explanation. Whether it's true or false, you should tell me the truth."
"And then, face trial?"
"No. That depends on your sincerity."
(End of this chapter)