Shamna traveled to Britannia alone.
Although her subordinates and her younger brother vehemently opposed it, she had already lost all hope.
As the saying went, "Only those who have experienced despair can truly appreciate the value of hope." After dozens of attempts, meeting him was the only path left.
She hoped to wrest a chance of survival from this cold-hearted emperor. She did not mind paying a price, as long as she could save her country.
Still, she also had to prepare for the negotiations to break down.
Since security at Britannia's Imperial Palace was tight and no metal objects were allowed inside, she had no choice but to embed a sharp ceramic needle in her fingernail.
If anything went wrong, she would immediately use her nail to pierce her throat and the major artery in her neck, activating her Geass.
This was also a precaution against any unknown Geass users at the emperor's side.
By the time she had finished her preparations and rushed to Britannia without stopping, five hours had passed.
She had less than an hour left to negotiate.
She entered the palace and followed Sphynx, the captain of the imperial guard, to the conference room.
Shamna looked around before her gaze finally settled on the loathsome emperor who had occupied her thoughts through countless "six-hour" stretches.
She projected an imposing air as she strode toward him, her expression dark, and demanded:
"I'm here now. What exactly do you want to discuss?!"
"..."
Ask did not answer immediately.
He leaned back in his chair, holding an old book and reading as though no one else were there.
Only when Shamna stopped about two meters away did his thin lips part:
"Under Charles's leadership, Britannia once conquered many countries, established XZ zones, and secured its position as