Fan Heyucheng, who finally returned to the team, hugged his comrades-in-arms together, and for a while, a thousand words and old tears were crossed.

It's only been a few hours apart, but it feels like a century.

After laughing and scolding with a few bad friends for a while, Yucheng suddenly cried bitterly without warning. He hugged his buddy tightly and said incoherently, Damn, you're so nice.

Damn, Lao Tzu has finally returned to the normal world, and for a moment Lao Tzu really thought he was an idiot. That's right! Lao Tzu is not stupid! Lao Tzu's IQ is at least at the average level! It's not Lao Tzu who is wrong! It's the Britannian white-haired bunny!

By the way, what about that white-haired rabbit cub?

Yucheng loosened his death entanglement, wiped a handful of tears, and looked around. His good friend took this opportunity to break free with all his strength.

"Yo, Jade City." Finally someone noticed me. The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Can you help me talk to them? They seemed to want to tie me up. ”

Only then did Yucheng find that the little white hair was surrounded by a circle of long spears and short cannons, and he himself was very obediently raising his hands high, indicating that he would never resist.

Yucheng, who finally returned to the home field, wanted to take advantage of the crowd to ridicule this kid.

But somehow, Yucheng suddenly remembered this kid's ten-meter ineffective zone and the four invincible theories, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The bad words that had reached between his teeth were suffocated by him, and he almost suffered internal injuries.

"What are you doing?!" Yucheng shouted loudly, with a righteous face. "Let him go! This is my lifesaver with the fan! Now the life and death of the new house depends on him! ”

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"You don't believe it, do you? Good! Yucheng pushed away the crowd and walked to the young man's side. Karen! Karen, what about you?! Hurry up! ”

The crowd immediately dispersed a passage on either side.

"Stop yelling, Yucheng." A fiery red figure walked into the boy's field of vision.

The girl rubbed her neck and said bitterly, "Before you came back, I was thinking that it would be good to survive, but when I heard your voice, I suddenly felt that it would be good if I could just die in battle." ”

Everyone's laughter burst out, "Well said! Karen! "One more time! The sound of this and so on is endless.

Yucheng's face was quite unbearable, so he could only wait for Karen viciously, and the girl glared at him unceremoniously.

"Is this 'the Brianian'?" Karen glanced at the boy, a little surprised by the other party's youth.

"Yes, this is the legendary 'that Britannian'!"

"Uh・・・・・・ hello. I'm just what you call 'that Britannian'. The boy had no choice but to introduce himself, smiling and extending his hand to Kalian. You're the driver of Glasgow, and it's quite a good fight. It's a great honor to meet you. ”

Karene didn't have the slightest intention of holding the hand, but turned her face and continued to ask Yucheng.

"Can you trust it?"

Yucheng glanced at the young man and nodded.

"Che, I shouldn't have asked you. What about fans? "Obviously, Miss Karin doesn't just trust the boy, but also doesn't trust Yucheng. So she decided to ask someone she could trust.

Wise decision, the young man silently praised in his heart. There is still a social polite smile on his face, as if he has not been affected by the beauty not giving herself face.

Finally, after saying goodbye to everyone, the fan of lovesickness was pushed to the middle by everyone.

"Fan, is that this kid?"

"Well, he doesn't have a problem." The answer given by the fan is even firmer.

For everyone, compared to Yucheng, the words of the fan are also more credible.

Karene finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned back to the boy and simply held out her hand.

Although there was still a disgust for the Britannians on her face, the girl's simple personality still made the teenager admire it very much.

So the boy took Karen's fingertips,

The left hand is behind the back,

Bend down,

Just when his lips were still a centimeter away from the girl's fingertips,

He was attacked by a girl!

The boy subconsciously blocked the girl's head-on knee, and then leaned back slightly, dodging the girl's combination punch.

"What are you doing?!"

What do I do? What are you going to do?

The boy looked blankly at Kalian, then looked around again, hoping that someone would explain it to him.

Doesn't the woman's extension of her hand mean that the man is allowed to kiss her fingertips?

The woman has already stretched out her hand, isn't it rude if she doesn't kiss?

At the banquet, if a woman reaches out to the man but ignores it, although the two will not form a mortal enemy, at least they will not look at each other in this life, right?

Although it's not a banquet here, there are hundreds of people watching, and I've already given you face?

Could it be ・・・・・・

This girl is a young lady of an aristocratic family in Japan?

So she thinks she has to get down on one knee?

No, there should be no aristocrats in Japan for a long time.

The boy tried to find out why the girl was angry, but the more he thought about it, the more he got into the horns.

Because in the circle he grew up, there were only six basic etiquettes of kneeling, kissing hands, veneering, kissing, hugging, and bowing. He didn't even know that there was such a thing as a handshake in the world.

That's right, when he stretched out his hand, he actually meant to allow Karen to kiss his hand.

Noble males were allowed to kiss their hands, regardless of gender. Of course, this is not meant to insult the other party. In fact, when a Britannian commoner sees a noble lord reaching out to him, he will feel extremely honored, and will be busy kneeling down and kissing him.

This is also one of the many aristocratic vices that the boy has not been able to break for the time being.

Just when the boy couldn't get along with himself, he desperately drilled the tip of the horns; Everyone whispered eagerly, 'I've seen the anxious, but I've never seen such a hurry'. Karene was thinking, too.

Kalian is a mixed-race child born into a Britannian family, but subconsciously she has always thought of herself as Japanese. But that didn't mean she didn't understand the Britannian nobles' set, so just a few seconds later, she came to the conclusion that this guy didn't mean it from the confused expression on the other party's face.

Karlian wanted to apologize to him and explain to him that he didn't want to do Britannia here.

But a strange thought suddenly took over her thoughts.

The more she looked at this guy, the more she felt that this guy was abnormal, maybe・・・・・・

"Fan!" Karene suddenly pulled the fan aside.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this guy you're looking for an idiot?"

"Idiot?"

Fan looked at Karen with a strange expression.

"Why did you come to this conclusion?"

If he were an idiot, then all the smart people in the world would commit suicide by seppuku.

"If this guy isn't an idiot, then he's definitely a nobleman."

In fact, the fan has guessed a little, and the young man's maddening politeness is by no means something that can be cultivated in a normal environment.

"Even though he was a nobleman, he really saved me and Jade City, and he killed nine Britannian soldiers on the way here. So..."

"Not the kind of aristocrat you think!" Karen hurriedly explained.

The EU is also one of the three poles of the world, and Britannia has definitely a lot of cooperation even if it has constant friction with each other. Therefore, as the official etiquette of the EU, the simple and quick etiquette of shaking hands has long been popular in Britannia, and now it has developed to the point that except at balls, red tape in Britannia has almost disappeared.

Now, even in the most elite circles of the empire, there are very few people who do not know what a handshake means.

Unless it's ・・・・・・

"Royalty."

As soon as Karen spoke, she was taken aback by her own thoughts.

Fan looked at Karen with a sympathetic look like a mentally ill person.

"Karen, I know you're under a lot of pressure right now. Rest assured, these things will soon pass. You go and rest for a while, and the rest..."

"Now is not the time to rest!" Karene patted her cheek irritably. "The war has just begun!"

That's right, Karen, the kid's identity will be figured out later. Now the most important thing is to get the Britannians out! She said to herself.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie, pinned to Karen's waist, suddenly rang.

“Q1。” A cold voice came over the walkie-talkie. "How's the rest?"

"There is no problem to fight at any time."

Karene replied hurriedly.

"Very well, the battle is delayed, now give this walkie-talkie to the Britannian."

"The battle time is delayed?!"

"Yes, the exact time will be announced later, and now I need you to give this walkie-talkie to the white-haired Britannian." Even in the battle just now, Karenne didn't hear the slightest urgency in this voice, and now, Karene could easily hear the anxiety in the other party's tone.

"・・・・・・ understood."

Karen agreed with difficulty, and although she knew that more people would die before she delayed for a minute, she could not disobey the voice now.

This voice is the last hope of hundreds of thousands of people in Xinjuku!

"Who is he?" Fan asked impatiently.

"I don't know." Karene shook her head, "But he just saved my life and gave us a truckload of Sunderland. The only communication channel left for us is this walkie-talkie. ”

Karen smiled wryly and said, "It's just like the Britannian you picked up." ”

I see, Fan nodded. This is another noble person who helped the boy as he said, but why did he rush to contact the boy?

With such confusion, Karene and Fan Talkie Walkie-talkie slipped into the hands of the young man who was still thinking painfully.

"I've probably figured out eleven reasons why you're angry."

The boy looked at Karen with inquisitive eyes, and the walkie-talkie was put aside by him.

"There are several possibilities that may offend you to a certain extent, but given that we will have a long time together in the future, I think it is necessary to nip the spark of contradiction in the bud now. Fan, you dodge it. First, you have intermittent hysteria. The second is heterosexual hypersensitivity. The third way, I...

Karlian was amused by him.

"I'm sorry I didn't do it just now! Can I ask you to answer the phone now? ”

"Miss Karlen, I'm not seeking your apology. We are both pilots, and if we can't trust each other completely in future battles, we will undoubtedly put ourselves in unnecessary danger・・・・・・"

"I'm really sorry, you can just answer the phone."

Karen's tears are on the verge of crying, and for every second this guy talks nonsense, maybe a civilian from Shinjuku dies because of it.

"Is this important to you?" The boy asked seriously.

Karene nodded desperately.

The boy decisively picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the answer button.

"Britannian, your name."

"Jean Reeves."

The other party's question was very rude, and the young man answered very simply.

"I'll ask again, your name."

"Paul Anderson."

Karene was weak for a while, and Jean Reeves, whom the boy blurted out just now, made her really believe in this teenager.

"You think I can't kill you?"

"You can't kill me." The boy said in a natural tone. "No one can kill me."

“・・・・・・”

"I know you're the one who helped Miss Karen, thank you very much for what you just did. But there is one thing I must remind you that now we can win even without you. If you don't introduce yourself first, I won't tell you my name. ”

It's maddeningly polite!

Karin instantly came to the same conclusion as the fan.

"Why don't you do that, how about I give you some hints."

"Huh?"

"Eastland." There was a smile in the other party's tone.

The boy's pupils instantly constricted.

"I'm sorry, Miss Karen." The teenager pressed his hand to the microphone on the walkie-talkie. "We have some chores to talk about."

"Eastland? The Land of the East? Is that your name? "The first time Karen heard of such a name, it was not unpleasant, but it was too rare.

"It can also be referred to as 'Dongtu'." The boy smiled apologetically. "We really have something very important to say, please turn away."

Karen, who took two suspicious steps back, continued to monitor him with her arms folded.

Wait a minute, what does he seem to be talking about 'housework'?

"Lelouch?" The boy turned around and asked in a whisper.

This time it was the turn of the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"How did you guess?" It took a while for the other to speak.

"In Japan, you know me, you hate Britannia, and you have excellent command skills. Wait, so Nanali is alive too? But the Shuki family is about to be finished, huh? Is it the Ashford family? Ashford College? ”

The other party fell silent again.

"How did you recognize me?"

"Nonsense, you're the only one with white hair and purple eyes in the whole world."

The boy grinned, different from the perfect social smile that seemed to be measured by a ruler before,

Now he smiles like a child.

"It's been so long since I've seen you, you really can't imagine how boring Britannia is without the royal brother's presence, it's great that you're still alive, Ilan has nothing else to think about, I just wish the royal brother your health and well."

As he spoke, Eastland Emperor Britannia stroked his chest with his left hand and bowed deeply into the distance with his right hand behind his back.