Suzaku Kururugi is still the same Suzaku Kururugi.
She has poor political judgment and is infuriatingly stubborn. Even though she has put on the clothes of a conqueror, she still immediately forgets the imperial system, legal procedures and grand rhetoric about changing the world from within when she hears that she may be hurt.
But so what?
He may want to protect her, but he cannot provide any value to Area 11.
Lin Cuo is different.
That bastard never asked her to wait.
He would directly Recognize Area 11's Legitimacy, mark out the station, and then tell her with a smile that since the country has re-existed, His Highness Kaguya Sumeragi should undertake all the tasks that a country needs to undertake.
Shameless and tough, he likes to create facts first and then force others to adapt to the facts.
But those facts really exist.
The old soldiers headed by Major General Katase have begun to swear allegiance to her in the past few months. Six Kyoto Houses also needs to ask Imperial Lineage to provide them with political protection.
This inversion is so delightful.
And all of this came from her grabbing the hand extended by Lin Cuo.
Kaguya Sumeragi looked down at his palms and suddenly realized that he was laughing.
"Your Highness?"
The maid waited outside the door for a long time, and then gently opened the door when she heard no other sounds inside.
Seeing Kaguya Sumeragi still sitting at the table, she asked carefully, "Your Highness, do you need to prepare a dress for the evening meeting?"
"Prepare the platinum one, yes, and the stockings."
The maid was stunned for a moment, but quickly bowed her head and responded.
Kaguya Sumeragi walked into the dressing room and stood in front of the floor-length mirror. After the outer dress was untied, the girl in the mirror was no longer the little girl who could only hide under the protection of Six Kyoto Houses in the past. She had a slender eighteen-year-old body with a beautiful waistline. The curve of her chest was enough to hold up the Imperial Lineage dress. Her legs looked even more slender in light-colored stockings.
She looked at it for a moment and inexplicably remembered Kallen. Kallen had a really good figure.
Tall, firm, and the lines of the chest, waist and hips are too eye-catching, especially when wearing Pilot Suit.
He told her seriously at the beginning that he wanted to be one of the first people to appear when Lin Cuo thought of Area 11. He didn't have to commit to a relationship, but only needed to establish personal influence.
Now think about it, is this arrangement too cheap Kallen?
Can one really control that bastard future?
Kaguya Sumeragi's fingertips pressed lightly along the waist, and his own cheeks in the mirror began to heat up.
She is the only one left in the eleventh district. The royal family cannot rely on a piece of legal system to maintain its future forever. The country needs new blood.
Of course this is politics.
It's definitely not because Lin Cuo is good-looking, nor is it because she has begun to appreciate the toughness that can push everyone to their rightful place, nor is it because when she thinks that the man will hold her waist with the same irresistible attitude and ask her to take on Imperial Lineage's future, her body generates some kind of overly honest enthusiasm.
"Humph... hum."
The sound leaked out of his throat. Kaguya Sumeragi froze first and immediately pursed his lips.
The maid lowered her head to adjust her skirt, but her shoulders moved suspiciously.
"What are you laughing at?"
"No slave."
"You are obviously smiling."
"Your Highness is just a little thirsty."
Kaguya Sumeragi stared at the maid in the mirror. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but smile softly.
"Yeah, I'm just thirsty."
She raised her chin again and looked at the Imperial Lineage dress that was gradually being completed in the mirror.
Suzaku is willing to protect her, but Lin Cuo can make her Son of Heaven again, so why can't she?
She is Kaguya Sumeragi.
Imperial Lineage of Area 11 is her.
The Son of Heaven of Area 11 in the future can only be her.
As for what you need to pay in order to catch such a strong man, how attached you need to be, and what kind of oppression you need to endure at certain times...
That sense of danger made her even more excited. It is not shameful to rely on the strong, but it is shameful to always rely on Six Kyoto Houses.
In the evening of the same day, east of Persia.
Suzaku Kururugi was finally helped out by Medic from Dauntless One's Cockpit. Continuous fighting, high temperature, severe fatigue, and the repeated electrical stimulation he had suffered previously had brought his body close to the limit. Even though Suzaku had a physique far beyond that of ordinary people, when his feet actually landed on the ground, he was still barely able to stand firm.
"I can walk by myself."
He broke away from the hand of one of them, Medic, and his voice was so hoarse that it almost didn't sound like his own.
"Driver, you have not completed normal rest for more than ten hours in a row, and the ECG monitoring just now was abnormal. We need to check your body immediately."
"I know, I just..."
Suzaku lowered his head and saw that he was still wearing the sweat-soaked Pilot Suit. He suddenly remembered the black controller in Supervision Seat, and the picture of Kaguya Sumeragi sitting in Luoyang's imperial office with a similar device beside him.
Anger surged up again.
What on earth are you doing?
He is a Britannia soldier and has never sworn an oath to Great Han. Why does that person order Military Police to sit behind him and manage him like a piece of mechanical equipment that may malfunction at any time?
"I want to contact His Highness Cornelia."
Medic was preparing to remove the fixed equipment for him, but felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.
"Your communication application needs to go through the Theater Personnel Management Office first. However, Driver, you'd better get checked first."
"I've applied three times!"
Suzaku's voice suddenly increased.
"I have not given up my imperial military membership. You should at least allow me to contact my commander!"
"Well... we're just medical staff."
The Medic looked behind him, as if looking for an officer to help explain.
The next moment, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded outside.
Suzaku was stunned, the voice was getting closer and closer, someone was calling his name.
"Xu Mu!"
"It's Suzaku Kururugi!"
"Dauntless One is back!"
Before Suzaku could understand what was happening, a large group of soldiers wearing Area 11 uniforms appeared outside the aircraft maintenance area.
Standing at the front is Major General Katase, an officer who has experienced the underground resistance of Area 11 and the reorganization of Government-in-Exile. He has obviously been waiting for a long time.
"Jun Shumu."
He stepped forward and saluted solemnly.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Suzaku froze. He had known this name since he was a child. When his father was still alive, Katase was one of the important figures in the Japan military and political system.
Later, Area 11 was conquered by Britannia, and he himself became an imperial soldier, and their paths separated. But now this soldier who should have been hostile to him and surrendered to the empire was wearing the new uniform of Area 11 soldier and saluting him.
"Major General Katase, did you misunderstand something? I..."
"I know."
There was a rare emotion in Katase's voice.
"You don't have to explain now."
"No, you don't understand, I piloted that machine because--"
"Because you know there are our soldiers and our own country ahead!"
"But I..."
"I know you still have your own difficulties."
Katase interrupted him, but there was no blame in his voice.
"Britannia's military status, Royal Family's trust, and what happened in the past cannot be solved with just one sentence. We people also thought that as long as we hide in the mountains and continue fighting, we can one day retake the country."
He turned around and motioned to Suzaku to look at the soldiers who were gathering.
"But now, His Highness Kaguya Sumeragi has a real government, an army, and a formal diplomatic seat. We finally no longer have to rely on underground organizations to maintain the country's existence. What you are protecting today are also the lives of these people."
Suzaku opened his mouth. He wanted to tell Katase that he didn't come here voluntarily at all. He didn't drive Dauntless One just to become Area 11's hero.
Those two Great Han Military Police were right behind him. They shocked him so much that he could hardly control his body and could barely suppress even the most embarrassing physiological reactions.
But as he spoke, he suddenly saw a young soldier standing behind Katase.
The man looked to be only about twenty years old. His left arm was still in a bandage and a temporary medical identification tag was hung on his chest.
"Sir Shumu!"