ZERO stood in the underground base camp of the Black Knights, looking up at the newly arrived 11 domestic machines.

Several technicians sent from Kyoto are connecting various jù wires to one of the bodies to do performance tuning. The crowd of the Black Knights gathered around him, sighing in admiration. After all, it's your own home, so even if it's ugly, it doesn't matter if it's dirty.

These gray-looking things were given as a gift to the Sakuraishi trade representatives of the six families of Kyoto ———— Ward 11 and Britannia, as a thank you to the Black Knights for killing Kurovis and rescuing Suzaku from Shuki. In the future, they will also serve as the main combat strength of the Black Knights.

This is a long-term cooperation contract, and Kyoto means not to meddle in the inner workings of the Knights, and only hopes that they can produce results. As for weapons, funds, personnel, and even intelligence, Kyoto can provide them free of charge.

Take the money from the traitor to fund the rebel group and save the country?

The corners of Lelouch's mouth drew a sarcastic arc.

Of course, no one can see.

This kind of partnership is very unstable, on the surface it seems that the Black Knights have bargained for a big bargain, but once they become dependent on it, the Knights who have lost their funding will be completely paralyzed and completely controlled by others.

In the short term, they can rely on them to grow quickly, but in the long run, they must firmly grasp the Kyoto Six in their own hands.

It's only a matter of time before you do it to them.

Fan didn't think about it so much, he stood beside Lelouxiu, looked at those domestic knightmare, and was full of emotion for a while.

"Scoundrel, from R&D to manufacturing, every part is done by Japan itself. Although there is still a gap with Sunderland, you don't have to worry about maintenance and repair and parts replacement in the future. ”

"Hmm."

Those robbed Sunderland are good, but they can't be used for long. They don't have spare parts, they don't know how to repair them, and if they break down, they have one less. Not to mention anything else, they don't have a place to get consumables like electronic muscles.

"Although it is an imitation of Glasgow, it is definitely a slight advantage of the Rogue in terms of performance, and the driving assistance system developed by Japan is not inferior to Sunderland, and the Rogue can already be regarded as a four-fifth-generation aircraft. Even against Sunderland..."

Before the fan could finish speaking, the scoundrel who was doing the debugging made a loud noise, startling everyone.

It wasn't the explosion, but its driver kicked the door open with a kick from the inside!

A white-haired teenager jumped out of the cockpit, just after standing firmly, he kicked the scoundrel's leg again, and then pushed away the unknown crowd of onlookers with a gloomy face, and walked quickly to ZERO and the fan.

"What's wrong?"

Lelouch had almost never seen Ilan get angry, could it be that he was so angry that there was some kind of design flaw in the rogue?

Ilan snatched the body description from the fan hand, glanced at the catalog, and flipped to the operating system.

"Ahh Driver assistance systems'··· I see, that is, an intelligent system is installed on the fourth-generation aircraft. Electronic components or something is really Japan's specialty.,It can forcibly transplant the operating system of the fifth-generation machine to the fourth-generation machine.,So it's called the 'four-point-five' generation machine.,It's amazing.。 No wonder, no wonder, haha, haha······"

Fan looked nervously at the depressed Yilan and swallowed.

"That, deputy commander, is it a scoundrel..."

"Nothing wrong, fine." Ilan looked at the fan with a vacant look in his eyes and shoved the manual back into his hand. "It's a little bit worse than Sunderland, but it's already good."

"Then why..."

"Fan, I'm sorry for you." Reliance pointed behind him with his thumb, and Glasgow, which had originally belonged to Kalian, was sealed in the corner by canvas. "Help me fix that."

"Do you still want to use that Glasgow?!"

Fan looked at Ylan in amazement.

"Well, do your best to fix it. Glasgow is in the stage of large-scale replacement, there should be a large number of military parts outflow in the black market, and you should be able to find a lot of new ones by picking carefully, don't just buy what you need for repairs, buy more spare for everything. ”

Desperate, Elan had prepared for the worst———— driving Glasgow to death.

"Are you serious?" Lelouch couldn't help but speak.

"Well, and the smell of new leather is pungent." Ilan said and glanced at the red figure who was circling around the scoundrel, and found a little motivation to live. "Glasgow is enough."

"Fan."

Lelouch didn't say much, and ordered the fan to get it done.

He trusted Ilan's judgment that this kid would never joke with his life.

"By the way, how about that squishy girl?" Seeing the fan walking away, Yilan chatted about personal matters. "Speaking of which, she has also lived with the imperial brother for a few days."

"How's that?"

Soft? That's really ······

"The situation of emotional run-in."

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Yilan has already known his hole cards to the unknown woman, and knows the storage of geass, according to the character of this kid, he has definitely put on contact lenses to protect himself, although he didn't want to use it on him, but ······

Forget it, it's good that everyone knows this kind of thing, but it's embarrassing to say it.

"Just kidding, did she tell you anything?"

"Imprisoned by some 'pervert'?"

"That's not saying anything······" Ilan sighed, looking at Lelouch with sympathy in his eyes.

"Torture women is not my specialty." Lelouch said angrily. "What did she tell you?"

Elan shrugged.

"In short, Brother Huang, be careful, you are far from the only one with this ability."

"What?!" Lelouch was shocked.

"So it's much more difficult to destroy Britannia than you think." Ilan said helplessly.

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Cornelia was in an empty warehouse, her right and left hands Dalton and Guildford standing behind her.

In front of her were five or six war-destroyed Sunderlands.

The war-destroyed Sunderland Conelia has seen a lot, but these ones are clearly different.

They didn't get out of the cockpit.

Some of the driver's corpses were taken out, and some were supposed to be deformed by the cockpit, so they had no choice but to stay inside. It's been so long since the First World War in Shinjuku, and naturally there are some unpleasant smells wafting from those cockpits.

Cornelia frowned.

"Your Highness, these are the Sunderlands that we have confirmed so far, and we have fought against that Glasgow." An attendant stepped forward to report to Cornelia with the documents in hand.

"Confirmed? And what about the ones that are not confirmed? ”

"According to the communication records, there are at least 11 to 13 units." The attendant bowed and replied.

"It's all like that?"

"It's Your Highness, and there is no life left."

Cornelia's brow furrowed even tighter.

I couldn't even find a single questioner.

"A Glasgow······ Hehe, this level can be lined up at the round table even in China. Guildford? ”

"That terrorist's driving skills are far above mine, I'm afraid, compared to Her Royal Highness the Princess, ······" The loyal knight did not continue, but the meaning was clear.

He wanted to dispel Cornelia's desire to avenge her brother.

In the process of summoning the survivors of the First Battle of Shinjuku for questioning, she learned that there was such a Glasgow storage zài, and learned about its performance in the First Battle of Shinjuku. Cornelia, known as the Witch of Britain, how could she not know how much influence this Glasgow had on the war situation.

If ZERO was the one who ordered Cullois to be killed, then the Glasgow was the one who put the muzzle of the gun to her brother's head and pulled the trigger!

From then on, Cornelia had decided that she was going to send that Glasgow to hell with her own hands!

"Compared to me?" Cornelia motioned for him to continue.

Guildford gritted his teeth.

"That terrorist is slightly better."

"You're an honest man.

Cornelia laughed.

"I'm so sorry, Your Highness Princess. But that Glasgow pilot is really very dangerous, and if he changes his body in the next battle, then we can't guard against it, and that is to put Her Royal Highness the princess in extreme danger all the time. As your knight, I beg you..."

"You want me to hide in Command then?" Cornelia turned to look at this guy who was too strict, and couldn't help but be a little amused. "Cullois was hiding in the headquarters, wasn't he killed by ZERO in the same way?"

"It's my duty to keep you safe." Guildford held on.

"You've followed me to fight a lot of places, and every time you're in the lead, why are you scared of dealing with a few terrorists today?"

"If Guildford were alone, he wouldn't be afraid of thousands of troops."

Guildford made a standard ninety-degree bow, not in words.

Cornelia was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Did Dalton see it? That's why I say this guy is brainless. ”

The scar-faced man smiled innocently.

"Don't worry, now that I've seen that Glasgow masterpiece, I won't be stupid enough to go head-to-head with him." Cornelia patted Guildford on the shoulder, telling him to straighten up. "Terrorists don't play by rules, so we don't have to play by rules."

"Your Highness?"

"Saitama, that's where the Glasgow was buried. SINCE ZERO LIKES TO PLAY TACTICS, I'LL PLAY A GAME WITH HIM. ”

At that moment, a herald suddenly ran in out of breath.

"Your Royal Highness! We found out that there was a driver who was still alive after fighting Glasgow! ”

"Who?" Cornelia asked immediately.

"The special Secret Wood Suzaku First Class Private is the Eleven who was rescued by ZERO!"

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[Transforming Britannia from the inside? 】

[The wrong way? 】

[Are you a bad brain? 】

[What did Britannia do wrong?] Slaughtering foreign races, invading other countries, and seizing resources. Aren't all of this taken for granted? Does a murderer feel pain too? Does anyone dare to punish Britannia for doing something wrong? 】

[Even outsiders don't dare to say anything, you still want Britannia to restrain herself? 】

[You don't really think that human beings are inherently good, do you? 】

[The reason why people dare not steal and rob is because they know that there are police in this world, and they may pay for it, and over time, this habit evolves into "morality". 】

[But no one in the world dares to sanction Britannia.] For it there is no need for morality at all, do you think that kneeling there, begging "stop killing", or putting a gun to its head, "If you dare to kill, I will kill you", which of the two is effective? 】

[Only by letting it know the pain, letting it know that there is a price to be paid for doing so, and letting it "get used to" the feeling of being pointed at a gun, will it accept reality and accept the so-called "morality". 】

["Justice" is different from "fairness", the so-called fairness is to give everyone a gun, while justice is to confiscate everyone's guns, and only give a knife to the weak and children. This is what the Black Knights are really doing, thankless, dirty and tiring. People who own guns will shout that it's not fair, yes, it's "unfair", but that's the only way to guarantee everyone's equal right to life. 】

[Anyway, you actually have a habit of cleanliness, right? ] Or rather, timid? 】

[I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty, I don't want to do dirty work, I can't even see others doing it, and when I die, I can also stubbornly say "I'm a good person", which is also an easy life. 】

[Forget it, what am I telling you······ I'm just the one who was ordered to save you, and it's none of my business what you think. 】

[Ahh 】

Suzaku squatted in his room, packing his luggage. The words of the man in black who had saved him that night were repeated in his mind.

His internal injuries had mostly healed, but it would take a little time for his left hand to recover, and it was still hanging from his neck, which made his movements look clumsy.

Fortunately, the belongings of the military are very simple.

One backpack is enough.

Of course, he also watched Jeremiah's press conference, where the man loudly announced his innocence. "What's wrong with sacrificing an eleven to preserve the dignity of the empire?!" These were Jeremiah's exact words at the time.

But Suzaku didn't really care about this, or rather, he didn't have the heart to focus on himself anymore.

There are no chemical weapons at all!

I see, no wonder there was only a girl in that weird container.

In order to ruin miè Shinjuku, any excuse is fine.

In order to kill those innocent people, any excuse can be ·······

A direct command from Kulovis.

Bloody Shinjuku.

And he became their accomplice.

If it hadn't been for the Glasgow station that stopped him, there wouldn't be a single living mouth left in Shinjuku now.

Those ordinary people, those old people and children······

They almost died because of themselves.

He actually became an accomplice in the massacre of his compatriots!

I obviously want to help those people!!

"Obviously, I want to save their ······"

Suzaku slammed his fist to the ground, blurring the scene in front of him, and hot tears dripped onto the back of his hand.

"Suzaku-kun, are you alright?"

Cecil's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm fine." Suzaku hurriedly raised his hand and wiped it on his face.

"Then I'll come in."

"Yes."

Cecil looked at Suzaku as he was packing up his salute and was surprised.

"Suzaku-kun, you are..."

"I was supposed to say goodbye to you and Mr. Lloyd later, but since Miss Cecil is here, I'll have to say sorry to you first."

"Why? The court has declared you innocent, right? If you're worried..."

"That's not the kind of problem." Suzaku stood up and threw his bag behind his shoulder, his eyes extremely determined. "I'll never sit on that machine again, and I won't die."

"Is it because of Shinjuku?" Cecil was anxious and grabbed Suzaku's clothes.

"No, this is the second time I've betrayed my countrymen, the first time to save people, and this time to kill people. This time, I couldn't find an excuse to excuse myself. ”

Lloyd also appeared at the door, staring at Suzaku for a long time without saying a word, and finally sighed and spread his hands.

"Since you've said so, all right."

"Mr. Lloyd!" Cecil hurried to stop him.

"But Suzaku, there has just been an order from above, and His Highness Cornelia wants to ask you for questions."

"His Highness Conelia?" Suzaku was a little surprised. "But I've decided to quit..."

"No matter what, you are still a soldier, and you know the consequences of disobeying your military orders, right? And this is a direct order from Her Royal Highness the Princess, if you don't go, you will be thrown into prison again. Whatever you're going to do next, let's check it out first. ”

“······ I know. ”

Slipped between the two of them, and stopped again when they reached the door.

"Mr. Lloyd, Miss Cecil, thank you."

Lloyd looked at his distant figure and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Mr. Lloyd, why did you let Suzaku leave? Now we still have a special mission to protect him, once he leaves here, with his current status, I don't know how many people in the military department want to get rid of him! ”

"I know." With a wave of his hand, Lloyd turned and walked over to Lancelot. "But I don't have an idler here, since he doesn't need it anymore..."

"So you're going to abandon him!"

"Cecil, you're watching that kid like a human being, but I'm different." Lloyd pushed his glasses, showing a rare hint of melancholy. "Now in his eyes, Lancelot is probably equal to an executioner. Or do you want him to stay and drive it? ”

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"That part is broken······