"What is it going to do to save this country?"

On the streets of Paris, General Smailas, who was sitting in a car, fell into deep contemplation.

Just a week ago, he accepted an invitation to travel to Afghanistan as a military adviser to several military-industrial complexes for the important arms sales that the young man had brought to him.

And there, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

Chinese Federation, New Autonomous Afghan Oblast

"There are more materials than during the war with the Chinese Federation, what is wrong with this world?"

"Some of them will be equipped for our main forces, and the rest will be sent to Eastern and Far East."

"It's a shame it's not ours"

Watch as boxes of supplies are unloaded and loaded onto another transport plane. If the National Guard of the Afghan Autonomous Region, which is accustomed to poverty, wants to say that there is no blood in his heart, it is false.

"As much as I hate the corrupt officials of the Federation, Bunitania is even more disgusting."

Bunitania has become synonymous with violence and greed, even in this barren land.

At this moment, a loud singing voice floated from a distance with the sound of neat steps.

"Liberty, stands, for, freedom.

On·hail·the·flag·that·set·us·free. ）

Standing·righteous. Symbolic·of·strength,(Symbol of Liberation,)

our·hopes·for·freedom·to·be. ）

My·friends,not·so·far·away.

Rulers·will·reunite·hand·in·hand.

Oh· Hail！ Liberty· Bell！ (Oh!) Rejoice, for the bell of freedom. ）

True·freedom·for·all·men. (True freedom for all mankind.) )”

“”

"What a good song! No matter how many times you listen to it, it doesn't change. It wasn't until the queue passed by that someone whispered.

"That's right."

"Me too."

The melody, which was not exciting, and even had some tactful and light melody, under the lyrics with a strong sense of inspiration, reminded this group of Guards soldiers who had only recently relied on the war to gain their independence, and could not help but recall the scenes when they fought for freedom.

"The Free Liberation Army, made up of people from the EU areas occupied by Bonetania, is trained with us. These people should be this group of people who have finished their training and are ready to return to their home countries. ”

"Good luck, friends!" As one of them said this, he raised his hand and gave a military salute to the distant queue.

And his companions, led by him, also saluted.

"Fighting·hard·for·the·future

The·promise·of·a·better·day)"

After putting down his hand, a whispered chant among the several people rang out along with the song that was departing.

Under the singing of the Free Army, almost everyone has been familiar with it in the past few months.

"For·tomorrow·we·drink·from·the·cup,(We can raise a glass to tomorrow,)

The·wine·we·fought·for·today (Drink the wine of today's struggle)"

The companions sang along, and the new additions quickly joined in.

"My·friends, let·us·sing·a·song. ）

Sing·a·long·ring·a·bell, liberty!(Sing that "Ring!") Bell of Freedom! ）

Oh·hail! Liberty Bell! Rejoice, for the bell of freedom. ）

True·freedom·for·all·men (True freedom for all mankind.) ）”

At the end of the song

"Die! Emperor!!!!! ”

One of the people in the queue took off his military hat and threw it into the air.

"Die! Bunitania !!!!! ”

"Long live freedom!!!!!!!

Led by this person, everyone took off their military hats and threw them into the air.

"Oo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!oo

The cheers shook the earth

Cheers and singing still echo in General Smyras's ears.

That kind of vitality full of hope and tenacity makes the desert with no entertainment, poor facilities, and material scarcity seem to be a paradise.

In contrast, the exuberant city of Paris has a suffocating air of death. The pedestrians on the street are accustomed to looking like a walking corpse without a soul at the moment. The faces of politicians, financiers, and even some high-ranking military officers, which he is accustomed to seeing in his usual days, have recently become more and more disgusting to him.

What's more, he thought that the young man who had come to negotiate with him was nothing more than a profiteer who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune from the war. And now it seems that the other party approaches him not just to rely on his own connections

That obvious solicitation can be felt even if it is not the ups and downs of officialdom for many years.

"Do you really have to wait until everything is lost to know how to cherish it?"

"Your Excellency, what are you talking about?" Major Layla Malukar, who was seated with her, asked suspiciously, after hearing General Smyras's muttering.

Layla Malukar was promoted to lieutenant colonel because of her previous Narva operations, which successfully covered the retreat of the 132nd Wing of the EU Republic from the encirclement of the Empire and saved 15,000 soldiers. Commander of Zero Assault Force.

"I wonder if all that has remained in the Republic since the Revolution 300 years ago is the irresponsible and money worship of the whole people. In addition to the ostensible democratic elections, our EU republic has completely lost the ideals of the founding of the Great Revolution. ”

"This," as a soldier, Layla would love to refute. But the performance of her colleagues and parliament made her unable to think of an argument to refute.

"So, for a while I thought that a democracy that fooled the people, and let the capable people do the dictatorship, might be more beneficial to all of humanity."

"General, please pay attention to your words and deeds, such remarks are too dangerous." Layla hurriedly admonished, and at the same time, this statement also indicated that she would not mention it to the outside world.

"I know that your father thought so too, so he was killed" General Smailas's expression flashed a hint of decline, and it was evident that he had a close relationship with Layla's father.

"I was very young when my father was killed, for me," Layla had a complicated expression when her father was mentioned.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to criticize your father, and your father was my best friend when he was alive." General Smailas, who realized that his unintentional words touched the scar in the other party's heart, hurriedly comforted.

"It's just that recently, I feel more and more that if the EU doesn't make some changes, the day of complete conquest by the Bunitanian Empire will not be too far away."

"Our EU Republic also has a large number of famous generals, and in order to deal with the new offensive launched by the Empire after the weather and spring, the Sixth Army led by General Balklay has carried out a deep defensive formation in the Baltic Sea. The Empire's power of action is also not unlimited, believing that the opportunity for a counteroffensive will soon arrive. ”

Layla Malukar's rebuttal was more like a cheer for Smyras. In fact, she also believed everything she said. The younger a person is, the more he has great hope for everything he is attached to.

"General Balklai, known as the 'Ice Vulture'?" General Smyras sighed softly.

General Balklay is a well-known veteran of the EU, especially good at maneuvering in cold regions, hence the nickname 'Ice Vulture'.

[The important thing is not the tactical and military talent, the real mistake is the corruption of the country and the hearts of the people]

He has dedicated half of his life to the republic, and he has been too deeply involved with this country before, and it is impossible to give up the motherland. At least, until he has not completely lost faith in the republic

"Layla"

[Let a talented young man like her inherit my hope]

Regardless of whether it is really turning its back on this country in the future, or continuing to fight for the EU. He wants to give this girl who is regarded as his right hand a bright future.

"Any commands?"

But upon seeing Layla Malukar's face, General Smyras shook his head slightly.

[Now is not the time. 】

"Banner of Freedom, People of Freedom. Have you heard this song? ”

"Nope." Layla looked blankly at General Smyras, who was never interested in music, art, and everything a girl liked, even though she was in a wealthy family. In this regard, the maiden bears a striking resemblance to the Empire's battlefield witch, Cornelia.

"It's a song that has been widely circulated in the occupied territories of the Empire lately, and you really should listen to the heartfelt singing of this song."

"It takes too long to rely on the dissemination of emerging theories to unite people's hearts, at least 10 to 20 years of precipitation, but unlike songs, music has no borders, so songs are one of the most important means of motivating people. A song that can pull people's hearts and make many people resonate with their hearts can unite people's hearts in a short time. In this way, the idea of united front in the occupied areas of the empire could quickly be condensed. It's a pity that the disadvantage of the song is that it has no durability and cannot provide a concept for future development for the country."

With that, Kamiyu finally noticed C.C.'s eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm just curious, and it seems like you're pretty good at the violin in my memory. But I never knew that you could write lyrics and songs. ”

"This" Camillo unconsciously dodged C.C.'s gaze.

"Huh? Is Kamiyu good at the violin? "Euphemia is obviously hearing about it for the first time.

"Lelouch has studied the piano, so it's not surprising that I can play one or two instruments, right?" Compared to C.C.'s question, Yufie's question is not something to hide.

"Can I play it?" Euphemia's eyes shone brightly.

"Yes, yes. It's just that there don't seem to be musical instruments on the ship."

"Don't worry about that, above." Just behind Kamiyu, Musashi was already waiting with a violin.

"You're also interested~"

Even if you can't see Musashi's expression, you can easily guess what Musashi is thinking.

"Okay, okay."

As he took the violin from Musashi and was doing a simple tuning, C.C suddenly appeared next to him and asked in a low voice.

"You haven't answered me yet, what the hell is going on with that song?"

"I copied it."

"Huh?" C.C. was surprised by Camillo's crisp answer.

"There's no one who says I can't copy other people's stuff, right?" Kamiyu smiled at C.C and winked, and before the other could react, the notes had already jumped out of the strings.

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I'm sure many people can guess about this song, right?

In fact, the music is very good, and when I was in front of the animation, I just felt that the song was very pale, giving people a feeling of showmanship. But at the end of the 22nd volume of Blue-ray, I was moved when everyone sang the song from the bottom of their hearts, and it was then that I finally realized the meaning of the song.