Two people with ill intentions and their own agendas sat together, right here in Britannia, right under the nose of Britannia's Emperor Charles, casually discussing overthrowing the country. If outsiders heard this, neither Xiao Ran nor Schneizel, a prince of the empire, would end well.
Even Schneizel himself had not realized why he had been so easily led around by the nose by Xiao Ran's words. But his mind was now in complete turmoil, thrown into chaos by everything Xiao Ran had said.
"The Crimson Knights, the Rebel Army, Euphemia in Area 11, Cornelia in Area 19, the Rebel Army, and the Black Knights, the Special Dispatch..." Schneizel stared at Xiao Ran in astonishment. "These... you mean all these forces belong to Lelouch? And that Pendragon..."
"That's right." Xiao Ran raised a brow. "All these forces belong to Your Highness Lelouch. He is currently the Black Knights' sole commander. Since that Pendragon belongs to the Black Knights, it naturally belongs to Your Highness Lelouch as well. Pendragon alone is enough to suppress all of Britannia's Military Strength, let alone the Crimson Knights, the Rebel Army's core forces, the support of one large and one small NUMBER, and special technical support."
"With Britannia's current strength, it is simply impossible for it to resist us. Once we act, this capital and even the entire country will fall into our hands in an instant. Your Highness Schneizel, compared to us, what would the forces in your hands need to do to achieve that?"
"With your abilities, you are more than capable of becoming this country's chief steward, much like your current position as imperial prime minister, except you would wield even greater authority. I greatly admire the ability you have displayed all along. Compared to Charles, that iron-fisted dictator, you are more worth