Stupid Woman, Who Do You Think You're Looking Down On? (Continued)

Cecile, the operator, shouted frantically at the control monitor that led directly to the cockpit, while Lloyd beside her widened his eyes, hidden behind his glasses.

However, there was no response.

No, only one sound could be heard, a scream from the boy that sounded as if his heart had been crushed by an invisible hand.

"Ahhhhh..."

VARIS bullets, fired in all directions, pierced through the surrounding trees, rocks, and clouds; the word "indiscriminately" is insufficient to describe the scene.

Each bullet that hit the ground exploded like a bomb.

Lancelot is rampaging wildly, destroying everything in his path.

The load on the joint has reached a critical value.

The gears groaned mournfully, as if the main engine was about to explode.

"What happened? What did that woman do?"

Cornelia, who was hanging on Lancelot, was thrown off, but landed on soft, muddy ground. When she got up and saw the white mech going berserk, Cornelia was a little confused.

"CC, you really love meddling in other people's business."

"I told you, it would be very upsetting if you died here."

The two stared at each other from a distance. An energy blast grazed past Mahiro's head, creating a scorching blast not far behind him, whipping their hair around.

This woman seems to be underestimating him.

Will he be killed here by that weapon?

If it were really possible, I'd really like to give it a try.

"Leave here, leave the rest to me."

CC didn't seem to read any message from his eyes, and after confirming that Suzaku Kururugi's spirit had been baptized by C's World, she released Lancelot.

She spread her arms and used her body to shield the Nation-Protector Divine Machine from the storm, like a saint about to be martyred, supporting her slender body to try to protect him from the wind and rain.

"Dad... Dad... No, no, no, you should be dead, you should be dead! I killed you with my own hands, yes, I killed you with my own hands!"

Trapped in the corridor of memories, Suzaku Kururugi sees lingering images of his father, and begins to go insane.

The flying artillery fire shook the earth, and the mountain rocks shattered.

Thanks to Cornelia's timely hiding behind Lancelot, she escaped unscathed.

But CC, who stood in front of the Nation-Protector Divine Machine, wasn't so lucky.

The flying shards of stone pelted the mech's outer shell like shrapnel, but to the Nation-Protector Divine Machine, it was barely a scratch, leaving not a trace.

CC was covered in wounds, and bright red blood flowed uncontrollably, but there was no sign of pain on CC's face. She stood there resolutely.

"You really are an idiot."

Mahiro's figure vanished from the mecha's arm in an instant, appearing in front of CC and embracing her almost boneless body.

Accompanied by the strong, pungent smell of blood that filled his nostrils, and the sticky, slippery blood on his palms, he didn't care about anything else and simply picked her up in a princess carry.

"You're the idiot, kid..."

CC, Mahiro in Mahiro's arms, had a calm expression. Her amber eyes slowly met his gaze, and a weak smile appeared on her pale face, which was pale from blood loss.

"Even you, if you were accidentally caught in the crossfire of that attack, you probably wouldn't feel good."

"Do you really think so?"

Mahiro's voice was frighteningly calm, as if she had abandoned all emotions, leaving only a cold, deathly stillness.

He has always considered himself to be no good person; calling him a scumbag and a villain would not be an exaggeration.

But he still has his own bottom line and principles.

If someone can remain unmoved even if a woman shields them from a hail of bullets, they're worse than scum!

And it just so happens that this is the time.

A VARIS energy blast flew straight toward his back.

--"The Nihility"--

Without even turning its head, a flash of red light appeared in its pupils, and the energy blast was instantly Decomposition and vanished without a trace, leaving only a gust of hot wind blowing past.

The flying debris was intercepted by the Antimatter Barrier, striking the transparent barrier with a crackling sound.

"Antimatter Barrier" is the magic that the Yotsuba Family's "Sakura" series excels at.

In terms of defensive capabilities alone, it is in no way inferior to the "Phalanx" of the Jumonji, and may even be slightly stronger. It is a specialized type of defense that can even withstand missile explosions.

However, what it lacks is the Regrowth speed of the "Phalanx" and the fact that using this magic requires consuming a large amount of life force.

However, this was not a problem for Mahiro at all.

After all, the vitality brought by Tyrant's genes is not just a matter of words; it can even perfectly repair genetic defects.

"I didn't expect you to have something like this, and to hide it so well."

Her tone remained sarcastic as always, but there was an indescribable undertone to it.

It felt like a mix of relief and ease.

"Shut up, you stupid woman!"

Mahiro picked her up, put away the Nation-Protector Divine Machine, and left the battlefield, speeding and leaping through the mountains and forests.

While gazing ahead, he said calmly, "I've never hidden anything; it's just that you think so. As for you, do you really not value your own life?"

"Heh, that's true. What can't a weirdo like you do...?"

CC smiled weakly, closed her eyes, and leaned into Mahiro's arms.

"But what does it matter? I'm not going to die anyway... brat..."

The witch murmured softly.

A smile inexplicably appeared on her face.

Cornelia, abandoned and left behind like trash, was somewhat bewildered.

Things changed so quickly that she still doesn't know what exactly happened.

The only thing known is that the guide weapon piloted by the honorary Britannia, Suzaku Kururugi, suddenly went berserk.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire, Cornelia desperately hid behind a rock wall, leaning against it and breathing heavily.

Suzaku Kururugi still couldn't understand why he had gone mad, and there was also her teacher...

Cornelia originally thought that she had become different from before. Having experienced the baptism of the Europe battlefield and been undefeated in the Middle Eastern battlefield, she could easily slaughter even when faced with stubborn resistance. As a Valkyrie, she could manipulate the countries in the palm of her hand.

But in the end, when she faced the teachers who had once taught her, she still felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

I felt like a child, being manipulated at will by the teacher.

"Mahiro... teacher."

Clenching her fists tightly and muttering to herself, Cornelia's fighting spirit surged. She couldn't possibly admit defeat so easily. As for Yotsuba Mahiro, as her former teacher, she already considered him an opponent she had to defeat personally.

In comparison, the already decimated Japanese Liberation Front became less important.

Except for ZERO, all other Black Knights are ranked slightly lower.

Mahiro course, had no idea what Cornelia was thinking, or rather, he didn't care at all. Right now, all he cared about was finding a quiet place for this injured, foolish woman.

However, upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, they discovered just how outrageous the disaster had been; almost all the towns surrounding the Narita Mountain Range were buried under mud and rubble.

It's all thanks to Cornelia for relocating all the residents here; otherwise, who knows how many people would have died.

But it's none of his business. Although he provided the bomb, it was Lelouch who carried it out.

"Mahiro!"

Just as he was looking for a secluded place, Beta and Epsilon arrived in their mechs to meet him.

"How's it going?"

"Mahiro, as you requested, we have intercepted the two Knights of the Rounds."

It wasn't just a simple matter of stopping them; it was practically humiliating them.

Tristan's arm and weapons were all dismantled by Epsilon, while Mordred fared even worse, being relentlessly bombarded by Beta. This was the first time the girl, who was used to providing fire support on the battlefield, had suffered such treatment.

If Cornelia hadn't issued the withdrawal order in time, Gino Weinberg and Anya Alstreim would probably have been dragged out of the cockpit.

However, Mahiro was unaware of all this, and simply replied with "Thank you for your hard work." before turning his gaze to the mechas they were controlling.

"What is that?"

They appeared to be dragging something flimsy in their hands.

"It's Orange, Mahiro."

"Orange?"

Mahiro's gaze was somewhat strange, but Beta confirmed it and explained, "It's Orange. I met Epsilon on the way, and I felt that you, Mahiro- sama, would be interested, so I brought it along."

Okay, after her explanation, Mahiro that it was indeed Orange Jeremiah Gottwald, half-dead and bleeding from all seven orifices.

He was on the verge of exhaling but not inhaling.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Orange, you really look miserable."

"O.. OOOOrange... I am not Orange... Zero..."

Even now, even as he faces imminent death, Jeremiah Gottwald continues to emphasize this point.

For him, the word "Orange" is like a stain on his life that he can't wash away!

But soon, Jeremiah Gottwald changed his mind about the word Orange, simply because of a sentence Mahiro.

Do you really hate that word?

Mahiro shook his head helplessly and said softly, "What if this name was bestowed upon you by the offspring of the late Princess Marianne?"

"... What did you say?!"

Jeremiah Gottwald looked up at him, her nearly blind pupils trembling.

However, Mahiro didn't explain anything further. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Send him where he needs to go, like that Geass Research Institute."

"Yes, Mahiro!"

"Wait... wait! You... you need to explain yourself clearly...!"

However, Epsilon, who was in charge of escorting the vehicle, completely ignored Jeremiah Gottwald's cries and took him away from there.

As for Beta, he led him to a temporary secret base located in the Narita Mountain Range.

Located beside a river that runs through the mountains, at the foot of a fortified mountain range.

The space is very spacious, with sunlight filtering through overhead. Apart from the babbling stream, it is an absolutely secluded place.

Furthermore, this secret hideout is equipped with all necessary living supplies.

Mahiro, carrying the still unconscious CC, randomly opened a door to a room and went inside, placing her on the bed.

Then they slowly tore off the straitjacket that was already stained red.

"Although they are immortal, their bodily functions are the same as ordinary humans. They can also faint from excessive blood loss."

Looking at CC, who was still unconscious and pale, he muttered to himself with a hint of curiosity.

However, despite being covered in blood, the serene look on her face didn't resemble someone struck by rubble; rather, she looked like Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, quietly waiting for the prince's kiss to awaken her.

"Unfortunately, I am not a prince, dear witch."

He tore CC's straitjacket to shreds bit by bit, as if telling some kind of dark, cynical joke.

He clearly remembers that CC really liked this outfit, saying that this straitjacket represented her life.

There are many traces of careful repair on it.