"Wow! Grandma, grandma! Is this the MACROSS No. 7 ship on TV?"
In the observation deck of a battleship that had escaped from a space jump, a little girl wearing a white dress with long hair was looking excitedly out of the porthole at the ship that was being separated from the space jump.
A huge immigrant ship surrounded by a fleet of reinforcements.
"Haha. Little Shirley, that's right. That's the home island of MACROSS Ship Group No. 7!"
A kind old woman looked at the little girl lovingly and chuckled.
"Oh, then, then, grandma, are the grandma you mentioned and... um... Grandpa Kudo also there?"
The little girl clapped her hands, tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked again.
"Yeah. That's right. If Captain Roy didn't lie to little Shirley, then it should be true."
When the little girl heard this, she immediately laughed out loud.
"That's true. Grandpa Roy has never lied to Shirley!"
"Hahahaha! Mao, little Shirley Lou won't listen to you!"
The conversation between the two people was heard by the man who had just walked into the observation deck, and it also aroused the man's hearty laughter.
"Grandpa Roy!"
As soon as she saw the man, the little girl immediately cheered and ran quickly into the man's arms.
"Oh, please! Little Shirley, be careful!"
The man with gray temples and an old face, but still tall and tall, saw the little girl rushing towards her and quickly bent down to pick her up.
"Captain Roy, you love Shirley too much! None of your own granddaughters are treated like this."
The old woman sighed helplessly.
"My little boy has his own way!"
Roy chuckled, but didn't care much.
Starting from Roy Falk himself, almost all three generations of the Falk family have become active soldiers of the United Earth Army. It can be said that they are a military family.
Even though some of the grandchildren are still underage, their future plans are already scheduled to join the various branches of the Earth United Army.
With this arrangement, Roy himself no longer needs to worry about anything.
Therefore, during a gathering with an old woman and her family, when he saw Shirley Lu, who was only three years old at the time but was already sensible and could say hello to her elders, Roy immediately fell in love with this little girl and wished he could kill Xiaoxue on the spot.
Lilu recognizes her as her granddaughter!
"You are quite open-minded."
The old woman shook her head but said nothing more.
Then, the old woman turned her attention to the main island of the MACROSS No. 7 fleet that was gradually approaching.
Roy, who was holding Shirley in his arms, naturally understood what the old woman was thinking at this moment.
It has been almost forty years since the battle on Mayang Island, right?
If the trauma caused by the first interstellar war that followed was not still affecting the hearts of those who experienced it, the battle on Mayang Island would have been hidden in the depths of memory, right?
"Just now, I have been in contact with He Ming. Dr. Maho, there is good news!"
"Oh, is it so?"
The old woman withdrew her gaze and looked at Roy.
Her expression looked very calm, but Roy still felt the suppressed excitement in the old woman's heart.
"Wizard of the Wind, Sarah Nomu is still alive, and after medical health assessment, she is in very good health. It's just..."
Roy's words made Mao happy, but he couldn't help being startled. Finally, he couldn't suppress his feelings and showed a trace of worry.
Roy put Shirley down, sighed, shrugged, showing a troubled expression.
"Oh, Dr. Maho. Do primitive civilizations really have technology that can make people younger?"
Mao was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment.
But as one of the most authoritative figures in the integration of the earth and currently in the field of studying the remains of primitive civilizations, Mao still subconsciously entered the state.
"According to current research, primitive civilization has indeed mastered biological technology that we can't imagine. Otherwise, primitive civilization would not be able to create biological weapons like the Gerati that can survive for a long time."
After saying it casually, Mao finally responded.
She stood up straight and looked at Roy in shock.
"Captain Roy, are you talking about my sister, Sarah Noem? She is still young now, no, she is still at the age when she just disappeared over Mayang Island?!"
Roy sighed.
"Judging from the information sent by that boy He Ming, it is indeed true. Dr. Mao, it seems that the ruins of primitive civilization do have technology that can make people younger."
Roy ignored Mao's reaction and continued to talk to himself.
"Originally, after so many years, Mark, this kid, has not aged a bit, and he has already attracted people's hatred. I didn't expect that bastard He Ming disappeared for so long, and when he reappeared, he actually looked a little younger than Mark."
As Roy spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"But that's fine! That's fine! At least Kudo Makoto is back! It's good to be back!"
A few hours later, under the guidance of the bridge of the MACROSS No. 7 fleet, the airship carried by Roy and Mao slowly landed in the port area of ​​the island.
Mao, who originally maintained a reserved and calm posture on the battleship, saw the figure standing on the platform that had been gone for a long time and was almost separated from life and death. He couldn't help it anymore and walked quickly.
After getting off the airship, I came to the Wind Miko who was still the same young person nearly forty years later.
The old woman stretched out her hands in surprise, trembling, and wanted to touch the face of the woman in front of her, but when she was about to touch her face, she stopped again, as if she was afraid of something.
But the next second, the other party raised his hands, gently pressed the back of the old woman's hands, and put her hands on his face.
The moment the strange yet familiar body temperature came from her hands, the old woman couldn't bear it any longer. Her eyes turned red and her lips gradually trembled.
"Mao, you are old!"
The sigh of the Wind Miko broke through the old woman's defense, and she could no longer hold back the tears, her voice trembled, and she choked with sobs.
"Ah...yes...yes!! Sister, I'm old!!"
Amid the choking sounds of the old woman, the Wind Miko gently held the old woman in her arms.
"Thank you for your hard work! Mao. I'm sorry! Back then, I could only make that choice."
Feeling the breath and temperature that gradually became familiar and calmed her heart, the old woman slowly shook her head.
"No, no, I don't blame you, sister. It's just that grandpa is still thinking about you in the end."
The old woman suddenly felt that her collar was wet, and she couldn't help but hug her sister, the long-lost Wind Miko, even tighter.
On the other side, Roy pulled Shirley and stood on the edge of the platform, watching the long-separated sisters reunite.
The well-behaved Shirley looked at the Wind Miko, looked at Roy with some curiosity and asked.
"Grandpa Roy, is that Shirley Lu's eldest grandma?"
"um, yes."
Chapter completed!