"The Geass Research Factory, the 'White House,' has come under attack. Our preliminary assessment is that this is a rebellion organized by Elevens."
A rebellion by Elevens?
There were indeed many Eleven exiles in the EU. Quite a few had been captured on the battlefield by Jeremiah during the war several years ago and sent to the Geass Research Institute in the EU as experimental subjects.
He had even conducted new weapons and poison gas tests in parts of Area 11, sacrificing tens of thousands of Elevens.
If that ever came to light, he might become the man Elevens hated most after the Emperor of Britannia.
But Ask felt not the slightest guilt.
A vile race that should have died worthless deaths on the battlefield ought to feel honored to contribute some experimental data to me instead.
Still, Ask was more than happy to provide those Elevens who had fled to the EU with "work."
Manual labor, such as mining coal or hauling bricks.
Even stray dogs could learn who was master and who was servant if they were raised properly.
Ask had never believed these Eleven exiles had the courage to resist. Otherwise, they would not have chosen to flee into exile.
So, while keeping them, he had ordered his subordinates to leave them a sliver of hope for survival, whether oppressing or bullying them, lest desperation drive them to bite back.
Years had passed without incident, and now they had chosen to resist? Collectively, at that?
Was someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?
Ask considered it for a moment, then asked:
"Have the ringleaders been caught?"
"We're doing everything we can to apprehend them."
Leila paused. She knew her master disliked hearing such meaningless statements, so she immediately added:
"This report just came in. Most of the