It was an almost two-storey station wagon, with a dark purple body and a huge family coat of arms printed on both sides of the car, which highlighted its aristocratic status. But at this time, the car was crammed with terrorists, who were busy carrying all kinds of boxes loaded with firearms and uniforms into the car. On the sofa in the living room on the ground floor sat two leisurely figures, out of place with the busy people around them.

Ilan stared intently at the suspicious man next to him who had wrapped himself so tightly that he had even made a helmet. I just took the black tea in my hand and didn't drink a sip.

"Emperor, cough! ・・・ZERO, are you sure it's okay to do this? ”

"No problem, the more conspicuous the target, the less anyone will check, the soldiers of the empire are very powerful, and when they see the noble lord's car, they will directly bow and let them go."

Lelouch's voice was processed by the voice changer inside the helmet, and it appeared very low and powerful, with a sense of leadership.

"I mean, it won't be hot, right? Won't you be out of breath? Why a cape? If the cloak is meant to accentuate the leader's temperament, then why should it be worn with tights? If the tights don't have a lot of muscle support, they don't have any sense of strength at all? In this way, it will look even thinner under the background of the cape? Doesn't it feel unreliable? Wouldn't it be better to simply use a cloak? If you cover your whole body, it will be more mysterious, and you can hide your skinny body..."

"I see, F1 is starting to be silent now."

Lelouch was humiliated and ordered Elan to shut up.

"ZERO: Your aesthetic is really weird." Before shutting up, Ilan still didn't forget to make up for the final blow, and then drank black tea with an innocent face.

Even after drinking tea, Ilan was still muttering quietly: Why is it called the Black Knights, why is it not called the Black Warden, why is it black, white is not bad, doesn't the White Warden have a sense of justice and ubiquitous oppression, doesn't it give people the feeling of a neutral arbiter, etc., etc・・・・・・

From the bottom of his heart, Lelouch wished his men hadn't heard anything.

That's right, now that these terrorists are all his subordinates, Fan has finally made the decision to give way. When Lelouch agreed, he could clearly feel the relief of the fan, in terms of his ability, this burden was too heavy.

But this is also a matter of course, if the fan does not have this meaning, he will be in big trouble, he and Ilan are not here to volunteer, to help others for fun.

The next step is to completely integrate this motley army into an elite army, a surprise soldier that can penetrate the heart of the enemy army! The realization expressed by the terrorists in Shinjuku that day made Lelouch feel chills in his heart, this kind of thing must not happen in the future when he encounters orders not only not to do it, but even to question it!

"Ahh

The talker next to him took out his mobile phone at some point, and looked at the information on it intently, looking surprised.

"The efficiency is really fast, worthy of a soldier." As he spoke, he threw the phone to Lelouch on the side.

"Hmph." Lelouch glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction. "Take it."

Ilan swept around the busy group of terrorists.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who used to be in charge of the finances here?"

"Huh?" Yucheng squeezed out of the crowd and wiped his sweat. "What are you looking for me?"

"No, I'm looking for the treasurer." Ilan shook his head.

"So what are you looking for me?"

"I said that I was looking for money, business, lordship, and management. Not you. Ilan tried to slow down his words, he thought Yucheng didn't understand.

"I am the treasurer, the businessman, the master, and the manager. What do you want me to do? Yucheng reiterated word by word.

Yilan looked at each other, didn't speak for ten seconds, and finally swallowed the black tea with difficulty, and Yucheng didn't spray Yucheng's face.

"Fan!" In the confusion, Ilan shouted for help.

"What's wrong?" The good old man heard the call of the new deputy commander and also ran over.

"You let Yucheng manage finances?"

"Well, yes, he asked for it." Fan glanced at Yucheng and replied honestly.

"How did you get here?" Ilan's eyes were full of visceral curiosity. "I mean, how do you guarantee that you won't starve to death without thinking about being wiped out by the Empire?"

"Hey! Is it good for Lao Tzu to take good care of his finances?! Yucheng finally heard that this white-haired rabbit cub was hurting himself again.

"Yucheng, you go get busy first, there's quite a lot to do." Ilan waved him away.

Yucheng scolded and reluctantly walked away.

"Fan, I'm sorry for you."

Elan said as he escaped a small notebook from his pocket, wrote down a long list of numbers, and then tore off the piece of paper and handed it to the fan.

"Help me go to the bank and withdraw some money, this is in an account, take it all out, well, it may be a little heavy, bring a bigger backpack." If you feel that someone is being targeted, contact me immediately. Take two people and let them follow you and watch you so you don't get noticed. ”

Fan was confused, but he honestly took Takasugi and Yoshida out of the door, and just a few steps after walking out, Yilan ran to the door and stopped them.

"Remember, all the receipts and stubs must be collected and brought back!"

is really a thoughtful deputy commander, Fan smiled wryly and nodded.

"Is it okay to let him go?" Lelouch said as he turned on the TV next to him and tuned into the news channel.

"It should be fine." Elan sat back down on the couch. "Or rather, who else can he do? Treasurer? ”

"Hmph."

"Personnel are a big problem." Ilan let out a long sigh. "There is no problem for this kind of troops to engage in sneak attacks, but if they want to fight a tough battle, they will not be able to send enough troops."

"I know, but there is no time to train now, and there is no room to train, so I have to strictly select new people in the future."

“eleven？ If it weren't for the fact that they happened to have an antique machine, they wouldn't even know how to start Knightmare right now. I'm afraid it's ・・・・・・ even if a new person joins."

"Yes." Lelouch sneered, as if he had already made up his mind. "That's why we're going to call it the Black Knights, not some Japan Liberation Society."

"Ahh "Well, then it's not just Eleven."

"What Japanese resistance, Japan's liberation, it sounds like a pedantic atmosphere of a lost dog, and I dare not look directly at the cowards who have failed in Japan. The rebellion under the banner of nationalism has long since failed, and now even Eleven himself still has a few people left to believe in this set? Now it is necessary to give them a new way of thinking, a nobler idea, to feel that they are revolutionaries who stand on the side of all humanity against all injustice, crime, corruption, tyranny.

To do this, it is necessary to give them an idol, a humanoid symbol of faith, and ZERO is the embodiment of this belief. As long as this idol can give them enough mental impact and give ZERO enough confidence in the ability to accomplish this qiē, then not only Eleven, but the oppressed all over the world will gather under our command. At that time, the empire will no longer be invincible. ”

"It's not resistance, it's revolution・・・・・・ although it is still doing the same thing, but its influence is not limited to this small 11 districts, but directly spread to the whole world. It's a genius idea. In the end, after eating for an extra year, the level is different. ”

Ilan looked at the helmet man and thought to himself that Lelouch really had a talent for oratory, this kind of incomparable incitement was something that Ilan didn't have at all, he was better at trickling water and simmering slowly.

"Revolution is contagious, and fanatical sentiment can spread. If you look through the history books, you will find that all revolutions are ignited by a small to inconspicuous spark. In the end, it was not necessarily the igniter himself who completed the revolution, but almost entirely of it was the ruler's own people. ”

"・・・・・・ just give them a tinder." Ilan pondered these words, as if he had gained something.

"What we need now is a chance to light this fire."

Lelouch concluded.

"An opportunity to show the corrupt brutality of the Empire to the world, and to show it to the world through the hands of ZERO and the Black Knights. Well・・・・・・ we may need to get on good terms with the media in the future. Ilan thought earnestly.

Ilan refilled himself with a cup of tea, and wanted to give Lulouch a cup of it, but he retracted his hand after glancing at the strange helmet man.

"Don't you have an inside line at HITV?"

"That's not enough, and if you want more information, you can't let him reveal his identity. I'm wondering if it's going to hack some big TV stations, the kind that can cover the world live by satellite. ”

"No problem." Lelouch is quite confident in his hacking skills.

"Then considering the propaganda effect, we must change the name to White Watchman, so as to give people a sense of supremacy, fairness and justice, and full of humanistic care. Well. Ilan said and nodded, indicating that it was settled.

"Black Knights."

Lelouch was not fooled by him, and insisted on this slightly rustic name.

"・・・・・・・・・・ ZERO, you definitely have a problem with your aesthetics, why bother with 'knights', don't people naturally think of Britannia when they talk of knights? And white is the color of justice, and..."

"Black Knights."

"・・・・・・・・・・・ good, Black Knights・・・・・・・・・"

Just when the two were plotting a rebellion, the picture on TV suddenly changed from a weather forecast to urgent news.

The female anchor wrapped her arms in a black veil and reported the news of the death of His Beloved Highness Cullovis with a sad face.

Unsurprisingly, Cullovis died in an assassination attempt.

Lelouch snorted coldly.

"His Highness's murderer has been caught, and he is a private of the honorable Britannian Shumu Suzaku. As the only son of the former prime minister of the 11th district, Suzaku Shuki secretly plotted and lurked in the army for many years..."

Lelouch scrambled to his feet.

"Huh?" Ilan looked at him puzzled.

Suzaku? Pivot wood? Son of Shumu Xuanwu. Does this mean that Lelouch knew him? He must have been framed anyway, so to speak・・・・・・

"As the greatest contributor to the capture of the suspect and the avenging of His Highness, Count Jeremia Gothbald will personally escort him to the court-martials tonight, and the people of Britannia can wait along the way to see the murderer."

This is really a big deal, so much attention, aren't you afraid that someone will put a cold gun on the roof of the surrounding building? It's really in line with the idiotic behavior of the purebloods.

"Elan."

Lelouch turned around and waved his hand, his tone solemn as never before.

"It's time to light the fire."