"Three hundred meters! Under no circumstances, you are not allowed to enter the 300-meter radius around Gawain! ”

Seeing the battle boy Suzaku rushing towards Gawain with his head bored, Ilan hurriedly stopped him.

Suzaku, who didn't know why, made an emergency stop and changed to a lateral movement, and began to circle around Gawain. Instinct tells Suzaku that as long as you stay in the same place for more than a second, you will die.

"But !!"

Before he could speak, a black beam of light had already hit Lancelot's feet, sweeping towards him with a devastating sound!

Even at Lancelot's speed, running in a straight line is tantamount to suicide. Although there is not much comparison, he has fully recognized, no, realized it in the initial experience of fighting Ilan in Shinjuku. In just one battle, his body has absorbed the opponent's tactics like a sponge, unconsciously making up for his own shortcomings.

THIS ELEVEN HAS AN UNPARALLELED TALENT, AND ELAN HAS ALREADY FELT IT IN THAT HAND-TO-HAND FIGHT.

Intuition, body elements, reaction time, battle sense of smell・・・・・・

At that time, in just three rounds of fighting, Ilan had already figured out his physiological attributes, and his conclusion was also shocking - simply as a warrior, his talent was faintly stronger than his own line!

Accelerating, turning, changing, jumping, tumbling, in just three seconds, Lancelot barely left the beam behind him with his juggling skills. It seems that the hadron cannon that should be inexplicable has finally failed in front of Lancelot, who is also a seventh-generation aircraft and has achieved the ultimate in speed! Until ・・・・・・

A mountain wall suddenly appeared, blocking Suzaku's way.

The rough terrain that was supposed to be one of the home field advantages turned out to be a stumbling block for the speedy Lancelot!

There was no way back, Suzaku, who was forced into the corner, pursed his lips, raised his arms and unfolded his shield to protect the fuselage, and was instantly shrouded in a black-red pillar of light, and the white-gold fuselage lost its image.

"Pivot!"

"I'm fine!" Suzaku gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as the words fell, the beam disappeared. By the time Lancelot hit Lancelot, the hadron cannon was already at the end of its power, and the intact Lancelot, at least on the surface, stood up, kicked against the wall behind him, and returned fire at Gawain in the air as he moved at high speed.

In the same way, the shield as a weapon is not damaged, and dealing with non-live weapons such as hadron cannons is not so much a parry as a neutralization. Theoretically, as long as he has enough energy, Lancelot can resist in place for a hundred years.

However, there is no zài in the body with unlimited energy, and the wiring of the fuselage cannot support the high-current output for such a long time.

In just half a second, the two shields had drained nearly one-fifth of Lancelot's power. The energy gauge on the screen dropped a large section at a cliff-like speed. If this hair is strong, even Lancelot can only hate it on the spot.

Finally, he personally felt Gao Wen's power, and Suzaku stared at the pitch-black body in the air.

The energy reserves of this machine are like black holes! With such an output, one shot after another hits to the present, there is still no fatigue at all!

What kind of monster is that!

But just as Gawain is strong, its weakness is also conspicuous -- it is afraid of getting close!

As long as it can be attached to Gawain's body, this powerful hadron cannon is even less effective than a dagger.

No, it is unlikely that such an air combat unit will be close to it, but as long as it can be approached within a hundred meters of it, the advantage of Gawain's angular velocity will no longer exist. And within fifty meters, directly below Gawain, it was equivalent to being sentenced to death.

Lancelot was supposed to be his nemesis.

But ・・・・・・

"Deputy Commander, please tell me why I can't approach it."

"Two hundred and seventy meters." Instead of answering, Ilan gave the next instructions.

His satisfaction with Suzaku exceeded expectations.

It wasn't a surprise to the combat idiot that he survived the first hadron cannon, but Suzaku's execution of orders was even more impressive.

After he gave a 300-meter forbidden area without explanation, Suzaku did not take a step forward no matter how he dodged left and right, no matter how critical the situation was, as if there was an invisible wall in front of him. Even if he knew very well, every meter he advanced would greatly relieve his pressure.

The pedantic brain brings unparalleled obedience.

This guy is really ・・・・・・ perfect part.

Ilan's Glasgow pressed on Gawain from the other direction and would be stuck outside the 300-metre range.

Now the pressure on the opposing pilot is no less than that of Lancelot, and the second of being unable to move in the air after each shot is like a circle in the ghost gate for Gawain. If it weren't for Lancelot's ability to shoot on the move, whether he could get it or not would depend on his character, and Gawain would already be a fireball now.

Its entire attention was now on that little white spot on the ground, and it didn't have time to deal with itself.

It's best this way, and you can't push Gawain too quickly.

If the other party has the idea of breaking the net, then the first target must be this Glasgow.

And・・・・・・

Just as he assumed, Gawain was falling to the ground little by little.

It was a beam, yes, but it only had a point of true damage on the ground. And this one point of movement is now beyond Lancelot, so it can only be close to the ground in exchange for the surface killing effect of the hadron cannon -- a sweep instead of a straight stab.

As long as you don't plan to travel cuò・・・・・・ it won't be long・・・・・・

"Shumu-kun, can you sing?"

"Huh?!"

Suzaku lost his mind for a short time and was almost swept away by the hadron cannon.

"What are you talking about?!"

"Won't it? What about memorizing poems? As the son of the prime minister, have you always read "Manyoshu" or something? ”

"Is this a punishment game? In this situation..."

"No, it's a little trick that can save your life." Ilan said seriously, not joking at all. "After that, you can explain as much as you want, and now recite the poem to me. Start with "Purple Wild Travel". ”

Suzaku's brain froze for a while, and he finally spoke shyly.

"The water is endless, and the water is not the same. The stagnant water floats and disappears and ends, and there has been a long-standing example・・・・・・"

"Oooh! "The Passing River Flows", "The Abbot's Story"! ”

I seem to have underestimated this guy's literacy, although he looks stupid, after all, he is still a child of a big family. Ilan nodded in satisfaction.

"・・・・・・ there was a long time coming. The same is true of the people and dwellers of the world. In the capital city of jade and gold・・・・・・"

"Two hundred and forty meters."

Elan said, driving Glasgow forward a little more.

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Why didn't he go?

Luo Luo glanced at the figure behind him with his peripheral vision.

The Glasgow, which had finally recovered its life, just stood there, staring straight at the sky, its center of gravity lowered, and its fuselage leaning forward, as if ready to flee at any time, but it didn't do that.

It has been desperately retreating before, but now it is quietly being an audience not far away? This kind of perfect time to disappear is clearly in front of you・・・・・・

Do you think Lancelot has settled on himself?

No, there was no need to do so, it was like risking your life to witness Gawain turn into a fireball in the air.

The other party is by no means such a rash person.

What he's brewing... It must be so・・・・・・ yes! Glasgow is moving forward a little further!

Wait, Lancelot also pushed a short distance towards himself.

Is this... stepping on thunder with Lancelot?

He's stepping on thunder with Lancelot?!

His abilities were discovered by that guy?!!

But ・・・・・・ what's the use of that?

Even if Lancelot tried the limit distance of his geass, it was only an instant hit, but instead he gave him the only chance to escape・・・・・・

In this case, could it be that he didn't fully understand my abilities, but just speculated, and made the wrong decision?

That's right, otherwise he wouldn't have tested bit by bit like this, but would have been stuck out of the scope of Geass!

"It's... smart guy."

Luo Luo said softly, looking the same as usual.

But his trembling hands and purple lips revealed the weight of his body.

When the geass is activated, his heart stops beating.

Not at first, but after years of unrestrained use of the ability, one day, when he unleashed his geass on his target, he fell to the ground before he could pull out his gun.

His abilities spiraled out of control, when he was ten years old.

After that, the Order still did not give up on him, not out of affection, but because his abilities were too good to let go. In line with the principle of squeezing out as much surplus value as possible, the Order retrained him.

Drugs were used to maintain his senses, a defibrillator was used to force his heart to stop, and then he was pinched second by second until he fainted due to lack of oxygen to his brain.

By now, he could hold on for up to five seconds with his heart stopped working, enough for him to perform an assassination in almost any situation.

But he had never encountered the current situation, and in the previous battle with the miscellaneous soldiers, he had been forced out of this ability many times by the opponent's three-point encirclement tactics in a very short period of time. Whether it is ventricular fibrillation or the brief blackening caused by the lack of oxygen to the brain, it is a reminder that it is dangerous for him to go on like this.

Gawain's recharge time also caused him a lot of trouble, and as Lancelot approached, the likelihood of Gawain being shot increased proportionally. The side effects of the sheer size gradually became apparent, and several bullets had already landed on Gawain's armor. Elsewhere, if you hit the levitation device, you'll be fine, and Gawain's altitude will be the most visible target on the map.

In order to limit the charging time, the excitation time of the hadron cannon must also be shortened.

Three seconds, both geass and firing time, this is the limit.

He was still struggling to push himself to such a point.

He actually wanted to use his human body to fight against the power of God・・・・・・

Why can't you honestly accept your fate?

He was looking at himself, the Glasgow, looking at himself intently behind him.

He could even feel the other party's eyes, the guy, as if looking at the prey that was about to be caught, as if he was seriously calculating when he should die.

It's weird.

This inexplicable self-confidence・・・・・・

"Luo Luojun?"

"Your Highness." Luo Luo greeted coldly.

"Looks like you're in trouble."

"No problem."

"Do you need to cancel the battle?" Schunezel asked gently. "You've cleared the battlefield for the invading forces, and Gawain's mission can actually be over..."

"No problem."

Luo Luo unceremoniously interrupted the other party.

"Is it an order from your father?"

"・・・・・・I'm going to kill that guy."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to kill the driver of that Glasgow, isn't that exactly what Your Highness ordered?"

"yes, then... I'm sorry for you, please be safe."

Luo Luo didn't say anything more and turned off the channel directly. His eyes were fixed on Lancelot.

He was still looking at me, from behind me.

That Glasgow didn't understand anything, he didn't understand who his opponent was.

My weapon is time, the only eternal being in the universe.

No one... No one can beat time・・・・・・

Come on, come on, come on, come on・・・・・・

Don't be slow like this.

As long as Lancelot is solved・・・・・・

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"I really didn't expect it..."

Schunezel looked at the white dot that was fighting with Gawain not far away, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

"Lloyd, I used to trust that man so much, I really didn't expect that he would betray the Empire as well."

"It's heart-wrenching indeed, but maybe Monsieur Earl didn't do it of his own free will?"

Kano persuaded from the sidelines.

"It doesn't make a difference anymore, whether it's voluntary or coercive."

Schunezel shook his head regretfully and closed his eyes.

"Lancelot is still in the validation phase, and at the moment, it would not have been possible to start without Lloyd. Even if he is threatened, he still has the right to refuse. Lloyd, he chose his life over his homeland. ”

"So, is the mass production plan of the seventh-generation aircraft going to be delayed?"

"The technology of the seventh-generation aircraft has matured, this is not a problem, the problem is that after that... the eighth, ninth, and tenth generations・・・・・・ losing his blow to the empire is not just the loss of a good scientist."

"Yes."

Schunezel let out a long sigh and turned around.

"Remove Lloyd's formation. Also, his authority has been revoked. ”

The adjutant nodded, he knew that His Highness did not tell the time to do it immediately. beckoned his subordinates to hand over a tablet, and quickly found Lloyd's information, and Kano did not hesitate to delete it.

After a short read, the Empire was no longer free of Lloyd Asbrud.

This is also a helpless move, with Lloyd's permission, give him a computer, he can completely leak all the most cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements of the empire to the terrorists. If it is sold to the Federation or the EU, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

"Sue the invading troops, it would be best if he could be captured alive, but if he was taken hostage by the other side・・・・・・"

Hunesel didn't say any more, and Kano understood and took out the walkie-talkie.

"Captain Gillian・・・・・・ is... New mission, second order, direct order from the Prime Minister, to bring back Count Lloyd Asbrud, life or death."

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"As mentioned above, it is basically the hardships of this world, the illusory and vain state of oneself and one's dwelling. In addition, due to the environment, because of the identity situation, there are many troubles. Suppose I am an inferior person who is not worth mentioning, but I live near the gate of power. Then, even if I have happiness from the heart, I can't enjoy it to the fullest・・・・・・"

This guy is really a rare super pessimist in the world.

Ilan couldn't help but think.

District 11 was originally a country with a fairly high level of literary literacy, and there are countless masters, but almost all of them are miserable and miserable relatives, and "The Abbot's Story" can be regarded as one of the best. But even so, what this guy wrote down was all bitter and bitter articles that seemed to have been carefully selected.

"That's right, don't stop for a second, stop this battle and you'll be in vain...

With that, Ilan moved forward a short distance again, carefully adjusting the distance between himself and Lancelot and Gawain.

Gawain didn't have the strength to stay behind.

At this distance, it is actually a bit of a situation in which Lancelot is suppressing the opponent. The activation time of the hadron cannon is getting shorter and shorter, and the opponent has more time to dodge.

But there is one point, the other side is not trying to close the distance.

Gawain was also waiting, waiting for Lancelot to take the final step.

"One hundred and ninety meters." Ilan said softly.

It's almost... Now is now... Every step is possible・・・・・・

"However, there are also things that are quite moving. Between husband and wife who can't bear to leave, the one who loves more deeply must die first. The reason for this is that they value each other without thinking about themselves..."

"One hundred and eighty meters."

"If a family has parents and children, it is inevitable that the parents will die first. I also saw such a scene: I don't know that my mother has died, and the baby is sucking as usual"

It's silent...

In an instant.

Gawain stopped dodging and stopped in the distance, his shoulders lit up・・・・・・

A black pillar of light shrouded Lancelot. Suzaku didn't react at all, and Lancelot was still moving by inertia, his arms already hanging limply.

He's dead, Lolo thought, and he's even turned his head to look for the Glasgow.

But at this moment, he found an incredible thing in his spare eyes -- the Lancelot... changed direction?!!

No...

Impossible...

No way!!!

He could feel the silence in his chest, his heart was not beating, and the geass was definitely working! The power of God is absolute! Why... Why・・・・・・

That Glasgow !!

Lolo's pupils constricted.

The Glasgow was holding a tree in one hand, contracting the winch on his chest with all his might, and the other end of the two hooks was firmly wrapped around Lancelot's waist, dragging the unconscious Lancelot towards him!

As if it had the ability to foresee, the Glasgow sent a hook lock at the same time as it used its ability, and almost dragged Lancelot out of the beam range!

How he did it.

My only worth, the reason why I am accepted by this world, the reason why I have zài・・・・・・

I was seen through by him・・・・・・

My abilities don't work anymore・・・・・・

Am I going to be abandoned again・・・・・・

No, don't, don't deny me, I can still defeat him, I can kill him, I will be forgiven, as long as I can kill him, I can live!!

"Ahh!!hh Damn it!! Please, please, please, please!! Die, you monster!! ”

The pillar of light turned a qiē thing into steam and swept straight towards Glasgow.

"Snuggling up in my mother's arms with milk...

Suzaku looked back, only to find that he had inexplicably teleported in front of Glasgow, followed by the soul-chasing beam.

"So words are the most beautiful thing in the world." Ilan sighed heartily.

Unhooked the hook and kicked Lancelot in the waist, both planes flew backwards at the same time, and the pillar of light skipped between the two and disappeared into thin air.

"Well, the rules are simple, no matter what happens next, we can't go beyond the other person's hook range. Second, one of us must have one of us keep Gawain one hundred and ninety meters away. ”

"Huh?" Suzaku didn't understand what he was saying at all. "Well, what the hell did I just do..."

"It doesn't matter. By the way, do you want to hear me sing? ”

Ilan already has 300 nursery rhymes brewing in her belly.

Looking up at Gawain in the air.

The game has just begun.

You cheating bastard.

For the first time today, a smile appeared on Elan's face, and her white teeth flashed with a chilling cold light.