Amid the national anthem of the tenor chorus of Britannia, a solemn memorial service is taking place. All the Britannian royal families, as long as they were native, gathered in this Great Hall, which was large enough to hold more than 100,000 people.

In front of the synagogue, a huge portrait of Clovis is displayed in the middle, holding a red rose, looking very beautiful and handsome, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, he is the protagonist of this memorial service.

"I would like to invite the Ninety-eighth Emperor of the Holy Britannia Empire, Charulu DI Britannia Speaks! ”

At the sound of the official announcing the ceremony, a man appeared on the podium, dressed in a splendid costume and a piercing gaze that could overwhelm the person in front of him in an imposing manner. Although his actual body was already quite tall, it gave people a sense of more majesty than his actual body, and this person was none other than the 98th Emperor of the Holy British Empire. DI Britannia.

Around the portrait of Clovis and the Emperor Charruru, there are countless white flowers, which Britannia used to mourn the dead. It is the presence of these flowers that makes people feel that this is not a grand speech, but a ceremony in memory of Clovis.

All territories and colonies belonging to the Holy British Empire, as well as national television and radio stations throughout the world, broadcast live at the same time Emperor Charlulu A. Message from DI Britannia.

The tenor's national anthem continues to be sung, and the whole world is watching the memorial service. On the screen, Charluru's figure is made even more striking by the portrait of the protagonist behind him, Clovis.

Under the podium, the royal family of Britannia has become your heirs to the throne. Line up from left to right.

The first seat was Odysseus, the first prince, the second was the first princess, Genevale, the third, the highest-ranking imperial prime minister among the current princes, the second prince, Honazel, and the third......

All the audience's eyes are on these royal families with infinite futures, and they also ignore Clovis as the protagonist.

Qiang Youli grabbed the corner of the podium with both hands, and Charuru began a speech that did not look at all like a speech in memory of his dead son, Clovis.

"People! Not equal. ”

The majestic voice echoed through the microphone in the synagogue, making it even louder and more shocking.

"Since birth, there are people who are fast-paced, people who are beautiful, people whose parents are poor, people who have sick and weak bodies, people who are born, who grow, who are talented, who are all human beings, all different."

"Yes, people are born to be treated differently, that's why human beings fight, compete, and in this there are believers, inequality is not evil, equality is evil, what is the reason for following the right to act, this kind of thing will only lead to ignorant politics, and those who pursue equality and wealth are slacker."

"But we Britannia are different, there is always evolution in the struggle and competition, only Britannia is advancing, moving towards the future, and the death of my son Clovis is also a proof that Britannia is evolving. Let's fight! Fight, snatch, gain, dominate, and at that end, there is a future! Long live Britannia! ”

"All Hail Britannia!!"

Finally, with a cheer of Viva Britannia, Charuru ended his speech.

The Great Hall of Remembrance for memorial services, the native Britannia, and the colonies that belong to Britannia all over the world. All the British subjects, as well as the noble army, cheered in unison.

“All Hail Britannia！ All Hail Britannia……”

A huge wave of sound, with a strong will, spread to the whole world, just like Britannia's thriving national power.

This was Charulu's response to Lelusio's killing of Clovis, showing him his unrivaled authority and Britannia's invincible prowess.

Similarly, in the 11th arrondissement, in the auditorium of Ashford College, Zhang Yu, Lu Luxiu, Suzaku and Ka Lian were all watching His Majesty the Emperor's speech with all the teachers and students of the school.

When Lelouch saw Charuru's hateful face and the crowd cheering with him, he still felt a strongly suppressed emotion in his heart.

When Suzaku heard His Majesty the Emperor's speech, his hands were silently clenched into fists.

Seeing that the Britannia Empire was so powerful, Karen also lowered her head slightly. The mood was a little low, her eyes kept flickering, and only she knew what she was thinking.

The rest of the Britannia listened to the speech with natural expressions. Even a proud expression appeared on his face, because this was their wise Emperor Majesty.

Only Zhang Yu looked indifferently at Charuru on the big screen. DI Britannia.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Was he trying to express this law of the jungle?

The next step is to get all the conditions to face this man.

I'm sorry, but your son needs to sit on the throne.

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The personal guard led by Cornelia and the garrison of the 11th Sector as a coherent began to set off and arrived at the place of battle. This time, instead of piloting her landline into battle, Cornelia sits in the command room of a land battleship as a real commander, giving orders.

"The siege network of the Saitama ghetto has been completed! The base of the Yamato Alliance network is also in the siege network, and more than 90 percent of the residents in the vicinity are their helpers. In that case......"

In front of the huge strategic dashboard, the calm General Dalton stood there, grasping the actions and layout of the whole army through the communicator, while conveying Cornelia's orders and giving an instant report on the army's movements.

"The impact on the overall odds of victory in the battle is ......"

Sitting in the same seat that Clovis had done, Cornelia's brain raced, analyzing Dalton's intel and the progress of the plan. This is her challenge to ZERO, and there is no room for error.

"The result of the first calculation is a reduction of 0.2!"

Dalton pressed on the keyboard in front of the screen and reported the resulting data to Cornelia. This is no longer the era of predictions to predict the outcome of the war, as long as there is accurate data, the computer can analyze everything and draw the closest conclusion to the truth.

"Within budget, good!"

Hearing Dalton's report, Cornelia nodded in satisfaction and muttered to herself. Just now, she was also mentally calculating the impact of those civilians on the battle situation, and the deviation she came up with was 0.15, which was only 0.05 deviations from the computer's conclusion.

The layout was complete, and Cornelia shifted her gaze to the three staff officers standing beside her.

"You've participated in the battle in the slums of Shinjuku!"

These three staff officers were the former governor of the 11th district, and the staff officers of her younger brother Clovis, there were originally five, but two of them had been killed by her because of corruption and crimes, and they were corrected on the spot.

These three people have a certain talent, and the crime is only to leave Clovis without permission, so they were released by Cornelia, and for this battle, let them make meritorious contributions.

"Yes, thanks to Her Highness Cornelia's noble hand, we ......"

The three staff officers saluted gratefully.

"I'm not talking about it!"

Conelia scolded, her gaze falling on the huge strategic instrument cluster in front of her. Dalton has already knowingly opened the battle record of the last Battle of Shinjuku.

"Don't you think it's like that?"

"Huh?"

The three staff officers looked at each other.

"With the situation of Shinjuku!"

Conelia then reminded, her eyes fixed on the two strategic dashboards on the screen, which were more than 80 percent similar, and a confident smile on her face that controlled everything.