Cold-Blooded and Heartless, Yet Full of Twisted Amusement (5.5K)
However, upon hearing his words, CC laughed even more heartily.
"Why are you laughing?"
"So what if you're a demon god? So what if you're a vengeful black prince? In the end, the power of Geass was ineffective against you, and you even beat him up, didn't you?"
It seems this woman was watching the whole thing...
Just as he was thinking this, CC suddenly stood up calmly from the ground, casually tossed her long emerald green hair, and swaggered outside.
"Hey, where are you going? Trying to run away again?"
"Can I escape?"
CC turned around, her amber eyes, calm yet sorrowful, looking at him.
"And didn't you say I personally created a demon god? So now I'm going to see it for myself."
Aren't you planning to follow?
"You must have other things to do, right, kid?"
It was as if CC, this shrewd and perceptive witch, had seen through everything about him...
Chapter 242 Cold-blooded and ruthless, yet full of wicked humor (5.5K)
"Kid, is this how you watch things?"
"Of course, only here can you get the most direct understanding of the battle situation."
"Whoa..."
CC's tone was somewhat subtle, but she didn't say anything, just quietly watched him operate.
At this very moment, Mahiro and C. C. were crammed into the cramped cabin of the Knightmare they had just stolen.
The interior space is so cramped that two people can barely squeeze together, and it's even difficult to turn around.
CC sat on his lap without any hesitation, so close that they could feel each other's breath, and even Mahiro could smell the alluring fragrance emanating from the witch.
Unfortunately, neither the witch who had lived for an unknown number of years nor Yotsuba Mahiro showed the slightest bit of embarrassment or blushing.
Even though the poses were so alluring and the atmosphere so ambiguous.
They sat together intimately, like an old married couple, their hearts completely undisturbed.
"You're quite an interesting little rascal!"
CC gazed at him, a hint of a smile in her amber eyes, her breath brushing against Mahiro's cheek like a bewitching witch.
But Mahiro remained unmoved, fiddling with the various buttons in front of him, with a radio communicator placed next to him.
He kept adjusting the frequency and asked calmly:
"What's interesting?"
"Nothing."
Seeing that he didn't react, CC didn't intend to continue.
Meanwhile, Mahiro had already tuned the radio.
"I've got it! I've got it!" Mahiro exclaimed excitedly.
What a strange man.
CC rested her chin on her hand, observing this young man who was completely different from before, and who was as excited as a child.
She initially thought he was just a guy with a strange origin and strange powers, but otherwise just like an ordinary person.
But now, even though she was already sitting in his lap, she remained unmoved.
On the contrary, successfully tuning the radio would be more appealing to him...
At the same time, a sound came from the radio.
"This is K1. Terrorists, do you want to win? If you want to win, to defeat the Britannia army, then follow my orders!"
"Huh?! Who are you? You just pop up out of nowhere and think you can boss us around?!"
An exasperated man shouted angrily over the walkie-talkie.
But in reality, it wasn't just this man; everyone else was equally skeptical of Lelouch's sudden interruption of the walkie-talkie channel.
But there are also calm people.
"You must be the one who just helped repel the Britannia pursuers, right?"
A sharp female voice suddenly rang out.
Yes, that's right.
"If we listen to you... can we really defeat Britannia?"
"Yes, as long as you follow my instructions, you will definitely be able to achieve victory and defeat the Britannia army!"
Upon hearing this voice, there was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by a resolute female voice that rang out again. "... Fine, I'll listen to you this once!"
"A wise choice!"
"Hey Kallen, are you really going to take orders from this weirdo?!"
The irritable man's voice came through the communication again.
"We have no other choice. If we continue, we'll all be caught eventually. Besides, that person just saved me, so I think we can trust him!"
It's like a drowning person suddenly grabbing at the last straw.
Even if this straw is full of thorns and its destination is unknown, they have no other choice in the face of being heavily besieged by Britannia.
"Hehe, this Mr. Demon is quite straightforward."
Inside the cockpit, CC, who had also finished listening to the communication, laughed out loud, her clear and melodious voice echoing in the small space.
Mahiro shared this sentiment.
First, he coincidentally rescued Kallen was being chased, gaining her trust, and then forcibly took over command of the terrorists.
That arrogance, exactly like the curly haircut, was immediately exposed.
"But as long as it works, that's fine. The real show is about to begin."
"Boring."
CC responded to Mahiro's words with just two bland words.
"Yeah, I find it really boring too."
Mahiro, agreeing with CC's words.
"But believe me, the development will be very interesting."
"Really? Then I'll look forward to it."
Just as they were happily discussing and preparing to watch the show in the cockpit, the terrorists on the battlefield were also being assembled in an orderly fashion.
"Then the first thing we need to address is that fighting Knightmare with flesh and blood is not a good idea."
So I'm planning to give you a gift.
"That man with the red ribbon tied around his head and wearing a jacket, you must be the leader of this group, right?"
"Ah, yes."
"Now, take your men and open the carriages of the train parked in front of you. What's inside is the key to your victory."
"???"
Upon hearing the instructions over the communicator, everyone couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Is the key to their victory located in this train that was just forced to stop?
Everyone's gaze was inevitably drawn to the long train journey.
It was a freight train, nearly twenty cars long, and all of them were very well sealed.
However, when they opened the carriage as instructed, everyone was dumbfounded...
"This... this is... Knightmare?!"
And it's the current sixth-generation Knightmare – Sutherland!
Not only that, but opening the other carriages revealed the same thing: rows of brand-new Sutherland!
No wonder they say this is the key to victory; with these, it's not impossible to fight against the Britannia army!
"So many, how... how did they do that?!"
Kallen, piloting a Knightmare from a previous generation, was utterly stunned.
It's important to know that the fourth-generation [products] she's currently using were obtained through various means and channels, sacrificing a lot of talent.
But now, they've so easily acquired sixth-generation strategic weapons...
In other words, the person who directed me here was all pre-planned?!
If that's the case, she suddenly felt that defeating the Britannia army was possible!
Just then, her communicator rang again.
"Can you pilot these Knightmare?"
"No, no problem."
As the leader Kaname Ohgi quickly and excitedly replied, his tone even becoming more respectful.
"However, of all of us, Kallen's driving skills are the best, I think..."
"Kallen? Is she a woman from Glasgow?"
"It's... it's me!"
Kallen answered hastily.
"Well, for you, you don't need to replace the Knightmare. Just use that old Glasgow, replace the new power battery, and then use it as bait to attract the attention of the Britannia army."
I will contact you again in ten minutes to give you new instructions.
"I see."
Now everyone believes Lelouch's words without a doubt.
Although this person's identity remains unknown and he is unwilling to reveal his name, in their eyes, he is simply a savior!
Suddenly, they inexplicably found their communication channel, not only saving their ace pilot Kallen, but also casually acquiring dozens of Knightmare drones!
If someone like that isn't a savior, then there probably isn't one in this world!
As it turned out, Lelouch did not betray the trust of these people.
"Q1, as planned, in 23 seconds two Sutherland will pass through the alley and fire through the wall."
"P1, P4, P7, move 100 meters to the right, with the Slash Harken aligned with the three o'clock position."
"R2, fire the spear."
"P7, launch UN missiles."
"Team N, maintain the status quo and advance."
Lelouch like a king who strategizes and commands from his throne called Knightmare.
The communications were filled with the screams of Britannia soldiers and chaotic commands.
In just a few tens of minutes, the entire Britannia army was routed and forced into retreat.
"What an utter lapse in composure!"
"Now, order Kuhnshi's troops to move out!"