Save the Day Program, once again. (Gundam IBO/Satisfactory SI): Chapter 44

“-Mr. Thornton! How do you plan to convince the SAU to fund your project-“

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“-won’t this be considered a breach of sovereignity-“

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“-will the Nuclear reactors and Biofuel generators be able to compete with Ahab reactors-“

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“-What do you have to say about the accusations of FICSIT’s Militarization-“

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“-Do you truly mean to take control of the entire market share-“

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“-what are your ambitions for Earth? now that Ms. Bernstein has succeeded in her objective-“

With a final click, the TV was turned off as the woman threw the remote at the wall, breaking it immediately.

“Fareed! You promised me that you would take care of this! Then what the hell is all this!?”

Iznario Fareed stared evenly as Henri Fleurs glared hatefully at her associate.

“Like I promised, I’ll take care of the issue-“

“HOW!? EVERYTHING HAS ALREADY HAPPENED! THAT LITTLE BITCH FROM MARS SCREWED UP EVERYTHNG! THAT OLD FART IS BACK AS THE PRESIDENT AND ALL OF OUR EFFORTS OF FRAMING HIM FOR THE SCADAL PREVIOUSLY WENT DOWN THE DRAIN!”

The woman collapsed into her chair and stared listlessly at the city below her.

“It's all over. My chances of taking over Arbrau, gone because of that little girl, my dreams of power crushed by that old bastard, and my reputation and political career down the drain thanks to that space rat Thornton!”

“…Are you quite done with the dramatics? If so, I have a plan.”

The woman smiled wryly at his words.

“And what plans do you have? Assassination? Blackmail? What?”

“……..”

“……Wait, are you seriously suggesting-?”

“I am not suggesting it.”

The cold look on the head of the Fareed family’s face made Henri shiver in fear, and not for the first time did she regret ever partnering up with this monster in human skin.

“I have already sent my agents to take care of the Space Rat and his bitch, while a different team will bring that Martian girl to us.”

“And as far as Togonosuke is concerned.”

Iznario could not help but sneer as her remembered that useless old man.

“We framed him once, we can frame him again.”

“After all, it is quite easy to find the weak points of his supporters and make them squeal to our tune.”

“Is that so? How nice of you to admit all that.”

Shock does not even begin to describe how the two political juggernauts felt as the TV that should have been turned off sprang back to life and showed the amused expression of their nemesis.

David Thornton gave the two humans an amused grin as he leaned back in his chair.

“Thornton! How dare you-“

“Oh, I dare alright. I dare to do a lot of things that your brains can’t even begin to comprehend.”

“For example, Exhibit A”

At his words, a smaller video started to play at the corner of the screen, showing the entire conversation that had taken place between the two in the past hour. Then, the video continued playing, showing all of their past interactions and plans.

However, unlike Henri, who collapsed into her chair with a listless look, Iznario Fareed was not someone who was that easily intimidated.

“That is quite the blatant doctored footage, Thornton. I wonder what the people will say if they know that you are trying to frame us like this?”

“Hahaha! I see. Then, what about this?”

With those words, the screen once again split up, showing the documents with various hit squads and soldiers connected to various mercenary organizations. Organizations that were secretly under the employment of the Fareed family.

This time, Izanrio had to work hard to keep his poker face on as the data kept scrolling on, showing information that would damn him for eternity should it come out.

“….Again, doctored information-“

“Yeah, yeah. This so-called ‘Doctored’ documents and information will not stand in court, is what you are going to say, right? Then, I guess I should bring out the big guns.”

At those words, Iznario Fareed finally started to feel fear as the data changed once again.

However, this time, the information showed was something that should simply not exist. Not anymore.

Documents, orders, supply plans, and various other things that held his family’s signature, something that only he could provide and simply could not be forged due to the inherent technology involved in their use.

Things that he had personally destroyed after using them for his missions. And yet, somehow, made their way into the hands of Thornton.

This time, there was no doubt that what Thornton showed was forgery, yet Iznario could not call out on it because, once again, it was simply impossible for anyone in this star system to replicate the originals in such a way.

Unfortunately, Iznario Fareed would not have much time to contemplate his answer as the noise of gunshots rang out outside.

“W-What is going on!? Who is attacking my building-“

“I’m sorry about that, Ms. Fleurs, but I cannot allow you two to go on dancing and making a mess of everything like this.”

David Thornton sat up straight and glared at the two people on the other side, making them flinch on instinct at the baleful glare directed at them.

“All of these games in the shadows, these plots, they were all playing a part in my plan, so I let them be. However, Iznario, you made three big mistakes.”

The noise of gunshots came closer and closer, but the two did not even try to escape, because there simply was no way for them to escape from this secure room.

“Your first mistake was trying to assassinate Ada during Kudelia’s speech on Mars.”

Soon enough, Iznario could hear the screams and wails of his own men through the door as the gunshots continued to ring out.

“Your second mistake was trying to tarnish the image of my Mobile Suit Corps, my children, and trying to make them appear as bloodthirsty soldiers through doctored footage.”

Suddenly, everything went silent. The gunshots, the screams, everything. Plunging the room into a painful and suffocating silence.

David glared through the screen at the two people on the other side, making them quake in fear.

“Your final mistake was what you planned to do with Kudelia should you succeed in capturing her, and what you already did to your son after you adopted him from the streets.”

Iznario Fareed felt cold as those words were spoken with such hatred and surety that he could not even muster up to look at David Thornton directly.

Suddenly, the door to their room was smashed open as a group of women wearing tactical gear rushed in. Their guns were trained straight at the two people inside.

“Iznario Fareed, you have overstayed your welcome in this world. It is time for you to meet with God and explain your actions to him. And, I must apologize, Ms. Fleurs. Because you will be a casualty of this incident for having witnessed all of this.”

“W-Wait! I’ll give you anything-“

“Fire at will.”

On that day, Iznario Fareed and Henri Fleurs were assassinated by an unknown group, leaving behind their corpses and a data drive in their office that would hold the full list of all their crimes, forever tarnishing their reputations.