In Lelouch's bedroom, Ilan was sitting at his brother's desk, reporting to Lelouch what he had discovered this morning.

“refrain······”

Lelouch cupped his forehead and was silent in thought.

It's a word that is no longer commonly used to describe a phrase in a poem, or a chorus in a melody, and the literal translation should mean "repetition." However, this translation is not elegant, and "reliving yesterday" or "reliving old dreams" should be closer to the original meaning of the word.

Just like the function of this pink liquid, it takes people back to the happy old days.

"What do you think?" Lelouch asked, looking up.

"I'm wondering if there's a need to deal with it."

Ilan looked at the soft green creature holding the doll on the bed and replied absentmindedly.

That doll seems to be a Pizza Hut points exchange huàn toy, and it can record enough points to redeem huàn in such a short time, which can not be completed without eating pizza for three meals. Is this girl a cheese addiction? Is it possible that if you don't eat pizza, you will be a dead star? Or is her digestive enzyme also different? Can only digest fermented foods? Are there any side effects of the Immortal Body?

C.C glanced at Ilan, vigilantly tightened the plush toy in his hand, and muttered in a low voice, "I won't give it to you." ”

Who wants that kind of stupid thing on the market that costs more than a dozen dollars a piece and can be exchanged for thousands of stickers······

"Well, pay and pay." Lelouch nodded.

Sending the Black Knights to take down the drug-making dens is not a difficult task for them now. In terms of their current popularity among Eleven, it is easy to get information on various poison sources, and it is easy to follow these snake heads to touch their lair.

"To tell you the truth, before I met the emperor, my original plan was to first control the rebel group of the zhì zhufan, destroy several refrain dens, force their boss to the negotiating table, and secretly ask him to give me sales agency rights in certain settlements. Each one draws about 30%, and it can almost keep the organization running. ”

Ilan was still staring at C.C with a research gaze, trying to figure out the physiology of the humanoid.

Lelouch looked at him dumbfounded.

"When the time comes, I will be the boss of refrain and become the general sales agent of District 11, so that I can not only feed the growing organization, but also ensure that the other party will not leak the news and affect the image of the organization."

"Scary imp." C.C smiled disappreciatively.

"Are you serious?" Lelouch's brows furrowed, no matter what, drug trafficking really broke his bottom line.

"There's no way, personnel, equipment, logistics, intelligence, bribery, bribery, these all need money, especially to buy senior generals in the military department who have access to confidential information. To feed this kind of informant for a long time, it is absolutely impossible to do it without a stable and huge source of income. If you want to raise enough money in a short period of time, the only way to do this is to sell powder, except for smuggling Sakurashi. ”

Ilan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Of course, there is no longer such a need. With the ability of the imperial brother and the unjust head of Kyoto, we don't have to worry about money. ”

"Isn't it the 'Romantic Revolution'? How do I smell all the copper stench? C.C wasted no time in sarcastic.

"I smiled. But even the greatest poets can't help but eat the fireworks of the world, and if they can't even fill their stomachs, how can they have the strength to shout slogans. But if you think about it another way, it's actually quite romantic, isn't it? All Eleven entrust their lives and fortunes to their heroes. With everyone's dreams and expectations, we go to the battlefield to fight to the death for justice and the future. And at the same time, you can also have a sweet dream. ”

"How dare you say that?"

C.C appreciates this black humor, burying her face in the doll and laughing.

"There is beauty in ugliness, and beauty in evil. Who knows if a corpse will bloom into a sea of flowers when spring arrives next year. ”

"Baudelaire?" C.C wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes.

"Exactly." Ilan owes a debt to show her respect for the poet. "It turns out that Miss C.C also likes literature, which is really good."

Lelouch sighed, and suddenly had a strange feeling when he looked at the male thief and the female prostitute in the bedroom.

He knew he wasn't a good person, but compared to these two, he felt that he was almost qualified to be canonized······

No.

What he does is no different from what Ilan does.

I have killed people myself, many, many people, guilty, innocent, they have all killed.

For revenge, he deceived the people of all Japan, pushed them to the brink of hell, used them as reserve cannon fodder, and roasted them on the fire, while he himself enjoyed their praise and love.

Is this the gap?

Lelouch looked at the white haired man with a simple smile.

geass。

No matter how strong Yilan's personal ability is, he can't be the opponent of Wang Zhili.

He was just a human being, and even the strongest human could not defeat the power of God.

But when I saw him again, the feeling of "invincible" back then did not diminish at all.

I see. His smile is the source of that sense of oppression.

Accept yourself calmly, face up to your own darkness, accept your decisions, and bear the corresponding consequences.

For him, there is no "crime and punishment" in the world, only "cause and effect".

Therefore, everything can be done.

Therefore, he has no weaknesses.

As a "human", there is no contradiction in him.

His simplicity is not a fake, but comes from the heart.

Compared with him, he has obviously done it, and he knows that he can't go back, but he is still entangled in his heart afterwards and blames himself.

How can this state of affairs bring out the true power of GEASS······

"But since its economic benefits are no longer needed, it now seems necessary to kick this drug out of Area 11 completely."

Ilan's voice pulled him out of the tangle.

"Now that the settlement area is finally a thriving scene, if you continue to let those eleven indulge in the past, it will not only hit morale, but also reduce the reserve combat power. And..." Elan smacked. "I'm not afraid to work with idiots, and I don't mind if someone in the organization is rebellious. As long as their behavior is logical, then they can be controlled, and even used. But addicts, this kind of person's behavior is illogical, they have no self-control, and even lose the most basic judgment criteria, in order to get a shot they can sell the old lady, this kind of person we can't control at all. In addition, this will be followed by the expansion period of the Black Knights, if the refrain spreads within the organization······ Even the most astute of the inner ghosts are not necessarily in danger of having a flare-up of addicts. To be on the safe side······"

Ilan sighed.

Safe.

This is also the reason why he initially chose the Fan Resistance Group instead of the Japanese Liberation Front as a starting point.

On the one hand, as the name suggests, this must be a psychological mutual aid group established by a group of Japanese undead. A club of losers huddling together to keep warm and comfort each other. As a Britannian, he also struggled to establish himself among the racists.

On the other hand, as the key monitoring object of Britannia, Ilan can almost be 100% sure that they have the eyeliner planted by the military department. There must have been at least one "Honorary Britannian" who had been promised an honorary status hiding among them, watching their every move.

But this small rebel group of fans, Britannia is absolutely unsightly, and may not even be aware of their existence, and naturally it is impossible to plant a hidden stake in them.

And the fact that they have neither weapons nor financial assistance to work with Britannia for seven years is enough to prove their determination.

The destructive power of the inner ghost is too great, even if the battle is defeated, it is a hundred times stronger than the leakage of intelligence.

Just look at Diethart to see it.

He wasn't even a member of the military department, he could only provide some information about the margins, but it was this ambiguous information that directly led to Conelia's fiasco.

So, it doesn't matter if you're stupid, the ingredients are clean.

Therefore, drugs should not be allowed to destroy the hard-won "purity" of the Black Knights.

"Well, got it, I'll take care of it."

Lelouch nodded, and consciously took over the work, after all, during this time, this kid was running around, and even had to keep vigil for the meat ticket, so he was a little sorry for him.

"By the way, how are Shinjuku these days?" Rather than fanning the subjective report, Lelouch wanted to hear Bai Mao's personal experience.

Hearing him ask, Elan suddenly showed a strange smile.

"THEY'VE GOT A STATUE OF ZERO. They said that they had no choice but to make a model first, and when the autonomous region was established, they would build a 10-meter-high bronze statue. ”

Ilan propped his hands on the table behind his back, tilting his head slightly, waiting to study his imperial brother's next reaction.

Lelouch's heart cramped violently, and his lips pursed tightly.

But he tried to restrain himself, and didn't let the unbearable look appear on his face. The fierceness in his eyes flashed, and after a moment, Lelouch turned back into the cold young man.

It's my choice.

Any justification pales, and even self-reproach cannot compensate for the lives that are about to be lost. Instead of having compassion here, it is better to carry those unjust souls and continue to walk this path of Shura.

The effect he wanted was achieved.

This group of idiots is still happy when he was sold, and he is grateful to Dade for helping him count the money.

The current Black Knights need a stable rear and a space where they can develop with peace of mind. But there is no such place in Sector 11, Britannia's tentacles are all over the land, they can invade any land they want at will, and the army can enter and exit every checkpoint at will, checking any suspicious locations.

To quietly develop a terrorist organization in such a situation is simply a dream, and even with GEASS it is impossible to do it.

Unless they retreat into the mountains like the Japanese Liberation Front, they have nothing to do all day long, and their hands and feet are tied. The empire has also been in the way of Kyoto's face, turning a blind eye to it, and a strange balance has been struck between the two.

If you don't make trouble, I won't bird you. You make small moves, I'll punch you. If you want to make a big fuss, okay, you have a kind, I'll destroy your whole family.

The Black Knights can't live like this walking dead, like a plaything.

No, even if you think about it, it can't be.

They have made a mortal enmity with the Empire. CULLOVIS, JEREMIA, EUPHEMIA, CONELIA, PLUS ZERO'S PRESENTATIONS. The royal family, the nobility, the army, they have already offended all those in power in Britannia, and they are eager to eat this terrorist alive.

In this situation where there is nowhere to hide, there is only one way to do the opposite, to create a base camp in front of the whole world, an autonomous region with verbal promises and official documents and stamps, and a space where the army has no right to invade.

But this is still not safe, this vacuum of Britannian power, in the final analysis, is still unjustifiable. As long as they hand over Yuphimia, with Conelia's temper, she will immediately dispatch all the forces of District 11 to completely bloody Shinjuku and Saitama.

But ZERO is a man who keeps his word, and since he has promised to return the princess to her, he will definitely do it.

That is to say······

The ordeal of Her Highness Cornelia is far from over.

If he and Ilan's plan succeeds, Cornelia will have to be the umbrella of the two autonomous regions, whether she wants it or not.

She will withstand the pressure of her country for the Black Knights, shelter them from the wind and rain, gritting her teeth, dripping blood, and watching ZERO's power gradually grow.

Until the Black Knights have absorbed enough nutrients to no longer need these two small territories.

And what will happen to the autonomous regions that have lost the Black Knights?

I'm afraid that only the oil pot of hell can describe the tragic scene at that time······

Shinjuku, Saitama.

A discerning person only needs to take a brief look at the map to understand.

It can never be a utopia.

They're so close to Tokyo······

The stronghold of the terrorist organization is right under the nose of Britannia. Right next to their pillows, the Black Knights could stab them at any time while they were asleep, if they wanted to. Just like the incident at the Governor's Palace a few days ago, it is impossible to prevent it at all.

In the short term, Conelia will resist the pressure of the military headquarters and the nobles, and do her best to protect the two autonomous regions. But one day, direct pressure from the country will destroy this umbrella, and she will be subjected to political, military, and even imperial succession.

She will be escorted back to China on charges of treason.

This torment of thorns in the back will one day turn into a rain of fire and land on these two hypocritical paradises.

And how could Eleven, who was in the other settlements, resist this temptation after learning of the thriving, free and equal scene in the self-made area.

Man is one such creature. Being bullied by foreigners can be endured, but compatriots can only hide in the sewers if they can live a good life, which must not be endured, and they will drag their families to the autonomous region.

But this is unrealistic, the military department will never allow this trend to spread, and it is impossible for the military department to allow the autonomous region to continue to grow, and they will shoot those elevens who try to escape from the ghetto, in an attempt to completely destroy the Japanese mind.

And Eleven would definitely do something stupid in this case.

That's right, they will.

Riots, marches, kidnappings, these are all foreseeable futures, but the result can only be the iron-blooded suppression of the army, the military headquarters will vent all the stuffiness suffered at ZERO on this group of people, the living conditions in the settlement will deteriorate more and more, and the national contradictions will be pushed to a new level.

Eleven is forced into a "resist or die" road.

If even surviving is not guaranteed, then there is only one way left in front of them.

ZERO。

Their savior.

Their last hope, the only light, the embodiment of justice.

In fact, there are only a few tens of thousands of terrorists in Japan. But just these tens of thousands of people have already made the people of District 11 panic.

And the Black Knights, with hundreds of people, stabbed several sky-big baskets.

When all the elevens in Area 11 are gathered under the command of ZERO, the energy in them is chilling just to think about.

And that's just the 11 districts, but Britannia has 18 colonies······

That's more than a billion people.

That's more than a billion cannon fodder!

What about the torrent of steel? What about the million-strong master?!

Even if ten, a hundred, even a thousand, could spell out a single Britannian soldier, it would be enough to overwhelm the empire!

It sounds scary and incredible, but it's actually quite simple.

Human beings are cowardly creatures who are willing to endure humiliation and torture as long as they can live. As long as Britannia can give them some breath, resistance will never become the mainstream.

Britannia's approach was like dragging one out of a hundred and killing the other ninety-nine. Driven by fear, people will naturally kneel at the feet of the strong, only begging for the next one not to be themselves.

This is not the ideal stage for revolution.

Revolution does not need cowardice.

What ZERO wants to do is completely destroy the lives of those ninety-nine people······

ZERO，

It will be the name they still muttered as they vomited blood and lay dead in the crater.