The two of them looked ugly. The Sodaki Suzaku was easy to say. After all, although he was a scumbag, he knew how serious it was like a traitor. Although he had a reason to make things difficult for him, no one would believe it except him. Otherwise, over the years, he would not even mention this matter.

Jeremia's face looked ugly, but the reason was a bit complicated. But it was just a trivial matter. That is what I called "the greatest hero to conquer Japan". Before this, this title was Jeremia himself bragging and bragging. The argument was that he had decisively saved half of Mount Fuji.

Unexpectedly, I just put this title on a famous Brittanian with just one sentence today. And it sounds like there is a little reason. If this is true, then why did this guy kill the governor? Is he really not the murderer?

In addition, Jeremia had another idea in her mind. He also had ambitions and wanted to climb up. He made achievements and gave the word "agent" in front of the governor. The capture and killing the murderer who killed the former governor was the most ideal achievement. But after listening to me, Jeremia was not a fool. Naturally, she felt that this was not that simple... However...

It would be great if he found out that the news was his own. But he was an outsider or an outsider with great power. What should I do if I could not do to him? Could it be that I really had to overturn my previous judgment and then arrest the murderer again? Then wouldn’t he be a joke? Not to mention that he was unable to become a governor, the agent was not available. It was really outrageous.

Seeing Jeremia's face was gloomy, I was not worried at all. Unless the two countries went to war, he would never dare to touch me. He could not bear the responsibility.

Just when Jeremia was in a mess, I laughed. Then I patted his shoulder and said, "But I didn't see these things with my own eyes. They were just rumors. You know, you know, nine of the ten rumors in the outside world are fake. You can't think of them as true, and you can't think of them as true." After saying that, I laughed again.

By the way, open a geass.

Jeremia was just when she was so distressed that she heard me change her mouth. Although he didn't know why, he could hear that I was really exaggerating him. For a moment, Jeremia looked at me before and didn't like me. This time she changed and looked at me like me. She heard that I laughed happily and laughed apologetically.

But when Zhuque heard me say this, he was self-indulgent and thought that I was talking for him. He was both ashamed and annoyed for a moment. He was ashamed because he did kill his father. He was annoyed because the reason for getting rid of the crime this time was gone, and most of the time he would have to finish the game.

Of course, neither of the two outside the cage had time to deal with a death row prisoner. The relationship has improved greatly at this moment, and he has already said that he has been walking out with his arms and laughing all the way.

In the following days, Jeremia had already regarded me as a friend. She did her best to accompany me every day. Seeing the day of Suzaku's execution approaching day by day, the garrison troops in District 11 gradually relaxed. I sneered secretly and ordered the army to prepare well. The time for the capture of Japan was set on the day of Suzaku's execution!

At the same time, the girl who thought about it was similar to me was the girl: "Showing my power to the world, and taking the first step successfully was on the day when Suzaku was executed!"

In this way, time flies, and the day when Zhuque was executed finally arrived. Although the streets cannot be said to be empty, it can be considered crowded. Of course, most numbered people were forced to be driven out. According to Brittania, it is "to use this to show the strength of the empire and intimidate potential hostile elements." It is much simpler to use the idioms of the Chinese Federation, killing the chicken to warn the monkeys.

As part of the funeral, I was also invited to participate in the execution. Although I was not very interested in tying a person with a gun and then shooting it into a sieve, I still participated.

Before the execution, Zhuque was tied to a specially made armored vehicle, with a wide body covering the entire street and driving to the execution ground. The numberer who was forced to participate stood on both sides of the street.

What a pity. There are not many Brittanians. Otherwise, I could make a small profit by selling some rotten vegetables, leaves, rotten eggs, etc. I try to make myself think about more unrelated things so as not to think of the incident at noon again and make myself angry.

The reason is that news came from Cheng Yu that Britannia had chosen a new governor - not Jeremia who was staying by my side now and was thinking about this yellow robe for a while. Instead, another royal member, Princess Cornelia, strongly recommended by Prime Minister Sulner.

It's really damn. If it's someone else, it's Cornelia? That's my nominal fiancée and my biggest collaborator in Brittania. I have to give her some face no matter what. It's fine if she doesn't come. But since she's here, I can't pretend that I haven't seen it.

In this way, although I was unwilling to accept it, I had to cancel today's raid plan. And my current face naturally won't be very good.

Is Shunell? I remember you. Hum... It seems that this stumbling block is a little heavier than I imagined. It can actually use competitors of the throne to check and balance foreign enemies - what is even more ironic is that his two enemies are still potential allies!

The imperial prime minister has done a good job!

It is precisely because of this that my good mood has disappeared in the past few days. Looking at the Suzaku who was about to be physically executed, and the Governor's dream failed and Jeremia who was about to be mentally executed, I didn't even want to sneer.

Ah, ah, if I had thought about others before and prayed in my heart that others would not hit my gun, then now I will turn around. I will pray that I will mess with me quickly so that I can vent my emotions.

It seems that the object of my prayer is indeed a bad guy. This time, a guy who is not open-minded stood up and rushed me to play with it.

Although this guy looks a bit disgusting, who makes me so angry, so I can accept it reluctantly.

It was a weird man wearing a black helmet and wearing a black cloak on his face. Standing on the hearse that seemed to be Crovis. He liked to show off and let more than a dozen spotlights shine on him. Such a guy who was inseparable from men and women.

If it is a man, his body is too slender. He is definitely an idiot with malnutrition. If it is a woman, well... the ru room has developed to her level and can commit suicide by hitting the wall.

"That's... His Highness Crovis' hearse? The rude man dared to desecrate His Highness's body?!" Jeremya, who was sitting beside me, looked extremely ugly. He had a bad look. He looked at his appearance and regarded this worn-out garbage truck that could enter the scrap purchase station as his prince's hearse.

I kept moving away from him. It is said that fools are contagious. If it were him, I would have swept the bullets without hesitation. How could I use such trouble? But why should I remind him? We are not very familiar with each other.

However, Jeremia quickly found a solution. Several Sarand mechas quickly surrounded the prison car with Suzaku tied to it, surrounding the garbage truck.

"Snatch it! Madman! In this case, I will consider alleviating you and defile the crime of Prince Kurovis' heroic spirit." Seeing the situation back to his control, Jeremia screamed arrogantly.

"If I were you, I wouldn't act rashly." The monster took out a massager-like thing (well, I'm evil again). He said, "The biological and chemical weapons lost by the Brittany military before this are now in my hands. If you dare to move around, press the switch and I will make this place a hell on earth."

"What?! You hateful guy..." Jeremia was obviously scared by this guy. Although she didn't know the truth, she really didn't have any further orders.

Tell me, I've told you something you can understand in one round. Come on, it's great now. Is there a sniper? The weird guy's helmet doesn't seem to be explosion-proof. He will definitely be able to explode with one shot.

However, for the same reason, I still didn't remind him. But looking at this weird guy, I didn't know why I felt very upset. So...

"I came here to declare to the world that I, zero, the messenger of justice-"

"Are you a funny actor?" Just as the weirdo was about to continue speaking, a louder voice came from the opposite side. It was a voice mixed with disdain, jokes and indifferentness. It was transmitted through the Brittanian side's loudspeaker.

?

Naturally, there are no such lines in the weirdo script. Therefore, he got stuck.

The reporters had to turn the camera toward this side. The black-haired man wearing a silver-white robe and a shark-skin scabbard - no, in terms of age, he should be called a boy. His eyes shining like black gemstones reflected the figure of the weird man. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his disdainful expression was written on his face.

The Wolf King of the Far North, debut!

"I--" The weird guy seemed to have sorted out his words and was about to speak, but I cut it off again.

"If you are not a funny actor, why do you dress like this? Justice partner? Have you watched too many TV series? It's the kind of TV series of color teams? Are you zero? No, it should be black? Where are your red, orange, yellow and green brothers? Also ask them to come over and meet everyone."

After a few sarcastic words, the mysterious atmosphere that the monster had finally created before disappeared. The weirdo dressed up by the onlookers was indeed very similar to what I called the "color team". Suddenly, many people couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Meikong's face looked ugly and it was a shame. Fortunately, he had a helmet to block it. Otherwise, Zero's myth would have died before it even began. At this moment, Meikong knew that no matter how he refuted, he would be at a disadvantage. He made up his mind and threw me next to him. It would be better to speak directly to Jeremya.

At this moment, the girl found that compared to her sarcastic peers, Jeremia, a clumsy uncle, was much cute.

"I killed Crowevis. The honorary Brittanian is innocent. If you release him, I will detonate a biochemical bomb."

The girl no longer has the desire to perform at this moment. She has three sentences into two sentences and directly expresses her purpose.

"What a joke, how could I listen to your orders?" Jeremya didn't care about why I stood up and shouted at the monster. I rolled my eyes and thought to myself that you kid would be yelling tonight. Can you change something else?

But, what does that weird person mean? Do you ignore me? Just a black one. He dares to be so arrogant.

With a "bang!", the camera focused on me again. I watched the security of my gun open with my hand, and I should have been shooting the prisoner when I observed the ballistics.

"Sorry, I missed the shot. How about giving me another chance?" I laughed and looked very shy. Then I pointed it at Suzaku again - this time it was true.

"What are you doing?!" Black naturally couldn't ignore me anymore and shouted at me.

Tsk, is your heart already confused? It seems that this guy attaches great importance to the scum of Zhuque. Is he his friend? Being friends with such scum of mine, you don’t look very smart either.

"Try the gun." I replied.

"If you... kill that person, I will activate the biochemical bomb!" black said in a furious manner.

"Oh?" I took back the gun, looked at him with interest, and said, "Let me ask, is the helmet you wear a gas mask function?"

Black didn't say anything, probably didn't.

Very good. I continued: "If you want to leave with this, you will naturally have no problem in order to avoid the situation of slaughtering the death. But if you want to save that person with this... can you lose your life for him?"

In the end, it was a heart-breaking statement. If black said it was OK, then his identity was half exposed. It is not difficult to find out from Zhuque's gay friends. If he said there was no... Hahaha, his play tonight would be a mess.

At this moment, in the confrontation with black, I had completely gained the advantage. Unexpectedly, black laughed at this time.

Do you want to use laughter to cover up your guilt? It's such an old-fashioned technique. I snorted coldly in my heart and said to myself: That's right, it's him tonight. The guy who can make me vent my emotions well.

After laughing enough, black spoke again: "It's amazing. I really didn't expect that I could force me to such a level. The Wolf King in the extreme north is well-deserved."

I chuckled: "Color Team black is also very dark."

Black now figured it out. He ignored my words and continued: "If you were the master of this time, I would probably have fallen here-but you are not! Jeremia! Don't forget my agreement with you! Orange!"

Aller? Orange? Could it be that Jeremia is the orange of the Colorful Team?

I believe that at this time, more than one person had the same thoughts as me. Even the guys next to Orange also showed a strange look on their faces. He asked Orange Jun repeatedly. In order to prove his innocence, Orange Jun also imitated me to climb out of the car and shouted at Black.

Tsk, shouting again.

At this moment, the left eye of black's mask suddenly opened: "In the name of zero, Jeremia, give me that honorary Brittanian. Then let us leave safely!"

Maybe others think he is talking, but I know that tonight - at least tonight, the life of the Sorakutou Suzaku is saved.

King's power, geass, I took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

c.

c, have you regarded the warning of loneliness as a warning in front of your ears?!

And you, black. Next time I meet, I will take your life!
Chapter completed!