Unlimited Ambition

At this moment, the siscon's face was incredibly ugly. Thank goodness he had his helmet on. Otherwise, Zero's legend would have been cut short before it even began. Knowing that any argument would be futile, the siscon steeled himself and shoved me aside. It was better to speak directly to Jeremiah.

At this moment, the sister-obsessed man realized that compared to his sharp-tongued peers, Jeremiah, this clumsy and tongue-tied uncle, was much more adorable.

“I killed Kulovis. That honorary Britannian is innocent. Release him, or I will detonate a biological bomb.”

The brother who was obsessed with his sister had lost all desire to perform. He combined three sentences into two, directly stating his purpose.

"What a joke! Why would I obey your orders?!" Jeremiah yelled at the strange man, not even bothering to consider why I had intervened. I rolled my eyes. I thought to myself, "All you've done tonight is yell. Can't you do something different?"

But what did that weirdo mean? Was he ignoring me? Just a mere Black guy. How dare he be so arrogant.

With a "bang!", the camera focused on me again. I was holding my sidearm with the safety off, observing the trajectory; I was about to shoot the prisoner.

"Sorry, I missed. How about another chance?" I chuckled, appearing quite shy. Then I aimed at Suzaku again—this time for real.

"What are you doing?!" Black could no longer ignore me. He yelled at me.

Tsk, is your mind already in turmoil? It seems this guy values ​​that scumbag Suzaku quite a bit. Is he his friend? Being friends with such a piece of trash, Black, you don't seem very smart.

"Test firing," I replied.

"If you... kill that person, I'll activate the biological bomb!" Black said angrily.

"Oh?" I put my gun away and looked at him with interest, saying, "Just asking, does your helmet function as a gas mask?"

Black didn't say anything, so it probably isn't true.

"Very well." I continued, "If you want to leave with this, it's fine to avoid a lose-lose situation, but if you want to save that person with this... are you willing to risk your life for him?!"

In the end, it was a truly hurtful statement. If Black said yes, then half of his identity would be exposed. It wouldn't be difficult to find him among Suzaku's group of friends. If he said no… well, his performance tonight was a complete disaster.

At this moment, I had completely gained the upper hand in my confrontation with Black. Unexpectedly, Black then laughed.

Trying to cover up his guilt with laughter? What a cliché. I scoffed inwardly. I thought to myself: That's it, tonight's the one. The guy I can finally vent my frustrations on.

After laughing enough, Black spoke again: "Impressive. I never expected you could push me to this point. The Wolf King of the Far North lives up to his name."

I chuckled softly: "The black of the colorful team is also very dark."

Black finally understood. Ignoring my words, he continued, "If you were the master here this time, I would most likely be doomed—but you're not! Jeremiah! Don't forget my promise to you! Orange!"

Huh? Orange? Could it be that Jeremiah is the orange from the Color Team?

I'm sure I wasn't the only one thinking the same thing. Even the guys next to Orange looked at me strangely, questioning Orange relentlessly. Orange, enraged, to prove his innocence, followed my example and climbed out of the car, yelling at Black.

Tsk, another shout.

Just then, the left eye of Black's mask suddenly opened: "In Zero's name, Jeremiah, hand over that honorary Britannian to me. Then let us leave safely!"

Others might think he's talking nonsense, but I, being in the thick of it, know that tonight—at least tonight—Suzaku Kuchiki's life is saved.

"King's Power, Geass," I took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

CC, did you ignore my warning?!

And you, Black. Next time we meet, I will take your life!

Chapter Fourteen: The New Governor's Sister

The Consulate of the Chinese Federation in the Tokyo Concession of the 11th District. Logically, the death of Clovis should be considered closed. I have no reason to stay here. However, I finally found C.C.'s whereabouts, and I won't leave until I hear news of her. So, I checked into the consulate under the pretext of recuperating.

Back in District 11, I had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: they came under the guise of attending a funeral, and now the funeral is over. They should leave, right? I never expected a Governor-General of the Northeast to act so shamelessly. Now they're in a difficult position. Are they going to forcibly kick them out? They hinted several times, but I pretended not to notice. Eventually, they got annoyed and shut themselves away to recuperate.

The first clash between an otaku and a siscon. The otaku had a slight edge, but the siscon didn't lose out either. However, the siscon did leave a weakness exposed.

He is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely the best buddy of that scumbag Zhuque. The kind of best buddy who would never leave you and would be willing to die for you.

Based on this intelligence, the federal agents lurking in the Japanese archipelago were given a death order: uncover Black's true identity within ten days. Otherwise, their bonuses would be canceled, their salaries halved, and they'd have to work overtime on all holidays.

And so, it seemed like the federal agents had all contracted rabies. Each one of them worked like a mad dog, risking their lives. They managed to keep their jobs and bring back the deduction of Black's identity.

So, the son of the late Queen Marianne, the one named Lelouch? He's Black? I chuckled, then handed the document to Xu Chu beside me. That fatso quickly pulled out a lighter and burned it.

Interesting, truly interesting. He hates her because he was abandoned by his own country? Tsk tsk tsk, how willful. Doesn't he even consider his mission as a prince? To exchange the life of one of his sons for seventy percent of the world's cherry blossom minerals. I'd do it too if I were in his shoes.

At this moment, I felt a sense of kinship with the curly-haired emperor I had never met. It's a pity this senior has recently become an otaku, a niche kind at that, pursuing ancient legends and mysticism. Otherwise, a fight with him would definitely be very interesting.

At this moment, my other bodyguard, Dian Wei, strode over, saluted me, and whispered, "My lord, Princess Cornelia, the newly appointed governor of District 11, requests an audience."

"If you don't want to see her, just say I'm sick." I waved my hand, signaling him to get rid of that troublesome woman.

“But…she is, after all, your fiancée, my lord, that…” Dian Wei hesitated.

I frowned and said, "Er Lai, Er Lai, why are you getting more and more backward? What's wrong with a fiancée? Even if you really marry her, she'll just be a decoration. You actually take it seriously? Go away, get rid of her right now. Do you hear me?"

Just then, the door suddenly burst open with a bang. The two bodyguards instinctively tried to shield me and draw their guns, but then they heard Cornelia's furious voice: "Cao Mengde! Who are you calling a decoration?!"

"Damn savage woman," I cursed inwardly. But on my face, I smiled sincerely, jumped up from the sofa, and strode over.

Geass enabled.

The tigress instantly transformed into a little kitten, happily following me to the study. Dian Wei and Xu Chu exchanged a glance, and unusually, did not follow.

In the study, I knew this girl must have something important to say. So I turned off Geass and calmly listened to what she had to say.

Cornelia was momentarily dazed. Then she remembered she had important business to discuss. She recalled how, a few days earlier, she had taken office as governor of the 11th district, and she, as her fiancé, hadn't come to pick her up at the airport. Later, after hearing she was ill, she rushed over, only to be met with a closed door, showing no intention of entertaining her whatsoever. This had infuriated the proud and arrogant Princess of Brittany.

Cornelia could tolerate it once or twice. She wondered if I had acne and was ashamed to be seen. But after three or five times, Cornelia's temper flared up. After being stopped by the embassy guards, she gave me the middle finger and started cursing in the direction of my room.

However, the embassy district enjoys diplomatic immunity, so Cornelia's occasional shouts from outside were to be tolerated. But this time, she genuinely had something to discuss and absolutely needed to see me. So, the princess steeled herself and, displaying the aura of an imperial witch, forced her way in. Could the embassy guards really possibly riddle her with bullets?

However, the princess's initial anger dissipated upon seeing her fiancé. She completely forgot about her business, and if I hadn't reminded her, she would have invited me to lunch.

Long live Geass! CC, you're amazing!

"Your Chinese Federation's mad dogs... I mean spies. Why have you been so restless these days?"

I thought to myself, "Oh, so that's how it is." Those bastards did seem to have gone a bit too far. Luckily, there was some understanding between them, otherwise those mad dogs would probably have been arrested and locked up.

How should I answer her question? Should I just say that these mad dogs were investigating Black's identity, and it turns out he's your brother Lelouch vi Britannia, who died a few years ago and is now using the alias Lelouch vi Lamperoch, the one attending Ashford Academy?

Seeing my hesitation, Her Highness the Princess snorted and said, "Could it be that you've set your sights on District 11, and those guys are busy gathering intelligence? Let me tell you, you surnamed Mengde, with me here, you'd better give up on that idea."

I smiled wryly to myself, but didn't elaborate on my name, which wasn't the Princess's assumption: Cao Cao Mengde. However, the scheme the Princess mentioned required a proper explanation. With a quick thought, I began to speak, a mix of truth and fiction.

You saw what happened that night (Black's appearance, which, in a way, is thanks to me; now the name Black is much more widely known than Zero). I'm very curious about Black's identity. Apparently, this kid recently formed a resistance organization called the Black Knights, and they're quite active. The Mad Dogs went to investigate him.

Cornelia gave a skeptical "Oh," and then asked, "Did you find anything?"

"No."

Cornelia didn't delve into the matter further. She smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved. As long as it's not you targeting Area 11, everyone else is insignificant. That Black is just a clown (the princess seems to support my opinion. I wonder if her brother will cry after hearing this?). The main enemy right now is the remnants of the Japanese government army, those stray dogs entrenched in the Narita mountain range. As long as we take them out, the other rabble has no chance."

After speaking, the princess hesitated for a moment, then said, "If you want, it's not impossible to take you with me. With me here, I can definitely ensure your safety."

"Oh? But I heard that Black recently saved your sister." I said this while secretly chuckling. What? Trying to show off her strength? Just how afraid is this girl of me?

That, I don't know. A few years ago, Cornelia happened to be there when I was inspecting my own troops. At that time, our engagement was already arranged. She was very satisfied with her husband, who was ten years younger than her. Naturally, she wouldn't harbor any hostility towards me. As a result, the Geass that had the War God effect was also affected. Its influence continues to this day.

"Okay, in three days, right? If I go, you'll have to allow me to bring my own mech." I nodded. Whatever, just treat it as a pastime. I've been stuck in the embassy these past few days; my bones are practically melting.

Cornelia beamed with delight at my quick agreement to her conditions, and then immediately asked me to have lunch with her at the Governor's Palace. I thought about it and decided that pretending to be sick again wouldn't work. Besides, this girl (who's ten years older than me) didn't seem particularly keen on sending me away. Hmm, thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger?

Be careful not to get cuckolded.

I nodded and agreed.

Cornelia and I walked out side by side, oblivious to everyone around us, and then headed to the governor's mansion. Afterwards, Fatty Xu exclaimed, "Our lord is truly amazing!"

Dian Wei shook his head: "No, it's Princess Cornelia who's more powerful."

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"This is General Andreas Darudon, one of my trusted confidants." Well, I've met him before. His speed in changing allegiances is truly remarkable. I nodded in acknowledgment.

"This is Sir Gilbert G.P. Guilford, my captain of the personal guard." This guy... could he be my rival for my affections? Staring at me? Does he think he can kill me with his eyes? Looks like I can't let you live. I'll find a chance to get rid of you. Hmm, isn't the campaign against the Narita Mountains in three days? That could be an opportunity.

"This is my sister, Euphemia, also the Vice Governor of District 11." She's quite beautiful. But judging from her eyes, is she just a pretty face? I'll ask Cornelia later if we can send her along as part of her dowry…

Thinking this to myself, the corners of my mouth turned up slightly. I happily stepped forward, took her hand, and kissed her fingertips. Then, mischievously, I stuck out my tongue and licked them.

"Ah!" The girl's face turned bright red, and she jumped away like a startled fawn. What an adorable expression!

"Um, cough cough." Seeing her fiancé flirting with her sister right in front of her, Cornelia was naturally very unhappy. She coughed a few times as a warning. After that, she ignored everyone else, pulled me along, and headed straight for the restaurant.

Her Highness's mind raced as she thought: This guy dares to do this to my face. I wonder how arrogant he is behind my back. It's one thing if I don't see him usually, but now that District 11 and the Northeast Military Region are so close, I really need to keep him in line.

I had no idea how much my foolish behavior would hinder my future romantic pursuits. I continued to joke and tease Cornelia with a grin. In just a few words, I had this so-called witch princess smiling.

The subordinates watching from behind wore varying expressions. The vast majority were optimistic about this powerful alliance through marriage. With such external support, Cornelia's chances of winning the throne had greatly increased. Most of them could likely claim credit for her role in the rise to power. Only Guildford, the princess's personal guard captain, wore a forced smile. His eyes flickered, but no one knew what he was thinking…

Chapter Fifteen: War Criminals Against Humanity

War, oh war, I love war the most. Especially wars that don't concern me, wars where I wouldn't feel pain even if someone died. Ah, take back what I said earlier, it's wars where I wouldn't feel pain even if someone other than Cornelia died. But it doesn't matter anymore. As long as I have this treasure, no matter who the enemy is, they will definitely die a horrible death.

A new type of mecha named "Kill Wolf". The prototype of the seventh-generation mecha currently under development. An incredibly powerful and invincible weapon. By the way, its fuel is Sakura Stone.

Oh, right, I should talk to Cornelia about increasing the allocation of the Sakura Stone mine from Mount Fuji to the Chinese Federation. Hmm, I'll make a note of that. Just in case I forget later.

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Meanwhile, a certain sister-obsessed person felt incredibly proud.

"Although the last plan was ruined by that man, it can't be considered a failure. At least the name Zero has been established (wait, isn't it Black?). Next, I'll package myself as an envoy of justice (as expected of Black), and then show my power to the world. I'll gain the support of the six families of Kyoto. The Black Knights' strength will grow rapidly. After that, we'll launch an uprising, take over Japan... and establish a new world. Nunnally, wait for me."

Regardless of how you acquire Japan, and even if you do, how will you face Brittany's overwhelming wrath? Just your ambition to change the world for your sister deserves my admiration. You've gone to such lengths just to make the world adapt to your sister. Why don't you instead give your sister a proper lesson and help her adapt to this world?

I think that would be much simpler and much more interesting.

This shows the difference in thinking between a sister-complex person and a normal person.

"If I were you, I'd pack my bags and run. How dare you stay in this country? Are you incredibly bold, or just utterly stupid?" Only CC, that green-haired woman, would say something so hurtful at a time like this.

"Are you kidding me? I finally managed to create the Black Knights and build up my reputation. And now you want me to leave?!" The sister-obsessed girl naturally wouldn't stand for it.

CC rolled her eyes rudely, then picked up another slice of pizza and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "So, in comparison, Cao Mengde very easily established the vast empire of the Northeast Military Region and became a globally renowned figure. You little...little black..."

CC pointed with her little finger: "Pretty much, that's it."

The brother who was obsessed with his sister almost couldn't resist punching her. But after thinking about it, he realized the difference in strength between himself and CC was too great. CC could easily defeat him with a slice of pizza. So he calmed down and snorted, "That's because that kid is lucky. He just has a good family background."

CC scoffed: "Someone's family background is quite good, isn't it? The heir to the Brittany royal family. And what happened..."

The sister-complex finally couldn't resist and pounced on her, only to be hit by CC with a piece of pizza again.