Unlimited Ambition

The siscon is physically inept. That's one thing, but Suzaku has been in the military for years. The siscon is resentful that he wasted his one and only Geass. He can no longer command his best friend. But his best friend can't let him starve, can he?

Unexpectedly, Suzaku's years of military service began in cannon fodder units. The Britannian officers weren't so kind as to specifically train these numbered soldiers. They simply issued them an old-fashioned rifle and sent them into battle. Suzaku naturally didn't learn any wilderness survival skills.

Once Suzaku started to show off, Lloyd noticed her and she became Lancelot's spare parts. Her status and position changed, and she no longer needed to learn these things.

As a result, the two best friends were stranded on a deserted island, thirsty, hungry, and miserable. That night, Zhuque gathered a pile of firewood, intending to try and start a fire like the ancients by rubbing sticks together. Naturally, this was a failure. After much effort, they finally managed to get a fire going. However, the lukewarm firewood just kept smoldering, making them cough uncontrollably.

The fire was impossible to start. The temperature difference between day and night on the island was enormous. The two buddies were truly at their wits' end. They could only rely on their bodies for warmth. When they woke up the next day, the siscon screamed in agony, discovering that his first kiss was gone too.

And so, every time Suzaku looked over, he noticed the resentful look in his brother's eyes, like a wronged little wife. He was so conflicted. He felt that what happened that morning was just an unsightly mistake. He wasn't even bothered by it. So why was Lelouch still bothered?

Hurry, hurry, hurry and find a way out of here. Then send this pervert to the Britannian army. Let's end this tragic relationship as soon as possible. Suzaku thought to himself.

At this moment, Euphemia and I also walked towards the beach. As we walked, I reassured her, "We were able to drift here with the sea, which proves that we're not far from Sagan Island. After the missile explosion that day, when the others found us missing, they'll definitely come looking for us. Don't worry, it'll only be a few days. Just be patient."

Yuffie was almost moved to tears by his words. But secretly, she felt disappointed and wished this moment could last a little longer.

And so, the two groups met.

“Euphrates—” Suzaku spoke first.

Alright, now I see the woman. There's a perfectly healthy person right next to her, and you just ignored her like that.

"Cao Mengde!" This time, it was the sister-obsessed one who spoke.

"Looks like you hold a deep grudge against me." I rolled my eyes and stepped aside to block Euphemia. With Suzaku in front of me, I snorted and said, "Knight Kuchiki Suzaku, watch your words."

As a result, Suzaku's face immediately fell. Looking at his sour face, I can only imagine the nasty things he was cursing me for. Besides, I hadn't had much contact with him; only a couple of times. Once was when Black stormed the execution ground, and I almost killed him. The other time was just a few days ago. Because of me, he was thoroughly mocked by the Bretons.

Of course, there was another incident he didn't know about. It was the rescue operation led by the lieutenant colonel—oh, he's a lieutenant general now—whose life was nearly taken by my rescue team.

And so it went, three times for me, twice for him. Neither time was a good thing. No wonder Suzaku wouldn't give me a pleasant look.

Seeing that I had hidden Euphemia away, Suzaku would have punched me long ago if it weren't for my status. Even so, her voice was tinged with jealousy: "Lord Mengde, please step aside, I need to see Princess Euphemia."

I snorted but ignored him, pointed behind him, and said, "That guy's about to get away. Aren't you going to chase after him?"

Zhuque turned around and found that her sister-complex was indeed nowhere to be seen. Panicked, she immediately ran over.

"No need to run so fast, he just tripped and is lying on the ground." Seeing Suzaku's posture, it seemed he was about to step on his siscon. Hearing me say this and looking again, it was indeed true. He tried to stop, but the momentum prevented him from stopping, and he tripped and fell on top of his siscon.

Just then, Euphemia appeared behind me. Pointing at the two rather undignified men in front of me, she asked, "What's going on here?"

I sighed, patted her head, and said, "This is also a kind of love. Although it's a bit different from normal values ​​and sexual orientation. But everyone has their own aspirations, and you can't force it. Yuffie, you mustn't discriminate against them."

Euphemia nodded, seemingly understanding. Then she saw Suzaku pin Lelouch to the ground—of course, he had just been on the ground.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" The sister-obsessed man struggled violently.

"I will never let you go!" Suzaku also firmly held onto his sister-obsessed brother.

I then added my comment at the opportune moment: "Look how loving they are. They don't even care that there are people watching..."

Yuffie understood what I meant at this point. Her face flushed red, she cried out "Oh dear!" and covered her face.

I sighed and said, "If you really can't stand it, then I'll go over and take care of them."

Yuffie nodded vigorously at first, then shook her head violently. It seemed she didn't want me to "handle" it.

I sighed inwardly, thinking, "How come you've suddenly become so clever here?" But I couldn't very well go against her wishes.

After the two of them had been arguing for a while, the sister-complex guy, being physically inept, easily got tired after all that fuss. He was then dragged over by Suzaku.

Yuffie then recognized who it was and exclaimed in surprise, "Royal brother!"

"Yellow Fiend?" Suzaku repeated, puzzled. He couldn't quite grasp the meaning. Seeing his beloved suddenly burst into tears, he was at a loss. Then it dawned on him: "Oh dear, isn't Lelouch a prince of Britannia? How could I have forgotten that?"

Then he thought again, "Although Lelouch was a terrorist leader for a while, the damage he caused to Japan was negligible. When he goes back this time, he might still be a prince. That's royalty. Even the most disfavored prince could kill a second-class citizen like me as easily as crushing an ant. I've offended him so much, and Lelouch is a vengeful person—just look at how he deals with Brittany. Do you think I'll be in a good position then?"

At this thought, Suzaku's murderous intent surged: "Lelouch is a sports idiot, and Euphemia is about the same. Only that Cao Mengde is a bit troublesome... but can he really beat a battle-hardened warrior like me? Kill them all. Then bury their bodies on this deserted island. If anyone asks, I'll just say I don't know, that'll be the end of it. After all, the ocean is so vast, who knows what might happen to them..."

Zhuque's reasoning became increasingly clear. He just hadn't expected that his little move had been seen through. I sneered inwardly. Knowing what kind of person he was all along, I naturally wasn't unprepared; my right hand was already on the hilt of my sword. I was just waiting for him to strike first, then to finish him off with a single blow.

Aside from the two of us, Yuffie and her sister-complex were completely unaware of what was happening. Yuffie hugged her sister-complex and cried, then tried to untie the cloak binding her. However, the "vase princess" lived up to her name. She couldn't untie the restraints placed by Suzaku, who possessed profound knowledge of Japanese rope bondage. Instead, she only made her sister-complex scream in pain.

At that moment, Suzaku walked over, a fierce glint in his eyes, and said, "Your Highness, let me untie it." He then walked over and easily untied the cloak little by little. At the same time, he gathered strength in his hands, preparing to snap the sister-complex's neck in one fell swoop.

Euphemia, of course, never expected Suzaku to kill her. She let him undo his cloak. Meanwhile, I calculated the distance for my sword draw technique. I nodded inwardly, no problem. At the same time, I hoped Suzaku could kill Lelouch first, thus eliminating an enemy for me.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, splashes of water rose from the shore. A fierce storm raged. The group, their minds racing, looked up and saw that a rescue fleet had arrived. However, leading the fleet was not the Sea Wolf mech, perfectly suited for naval warfare, but a black machine they had never seen before.

Zhuque thought to himself: It's over. I never expected the rescue team to arrive so suddenly, just when he decided to kill. This is it. He felt utterly dejected, but dared not make another move. Meanwhile, I was filled with resentment. I blamed them for arriving at the worst possible time, letting me miss my chance to be the one to reap the benefits.

The rescuers, however, hadn't considered that much. Schneider and Xiahou Dun simultaneously ran out of their black mechs, each finding their own family members to talk to. Yuffie seemed quite excited. I, however, was somewhat distracted.

Just then, the sister-complex suddenly made another move, breaking free of the already loosened cloak and running towards the black mecha.

Suzaku was about to grab him, but then she thought, if she let him get away, he'd still be a terrorist, and it wouldn't concern him anymore, so she let go of her sister-complex. I, on the other hand, had sharp eyes and unleashed a long-planned sword-drawing technique. However, the distance was slightly too close. The sister-complex cried out "Ah!" as she suffered a minor injury to her back. But she still managed to escape.

Besides, Schneider was a civil official. Xiahou Dun wasn't quick enough, and unlike me, he didn't have any offensive techniques like sword-drawing skills. He had none of those. The sister-complex escaped into the mecha. Luckily, Schneider hadn't shut down the system in his haste to get off. The sister-complex thought: Heaven is on my side! After closing the cockpit, she started the mecha, and that's how she escaped.

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Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune. Cao Mengde won the heart of a beauty, and his sister-obsessed brother acquired divine equipment for free. Zhuque also escaped a calamity, passing the death trial. Congratulations!

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Shuner was utterly miserable.

Unbeknownst to me, during the days I was missing, the entire world descended into chaos. The Chinese Federation, using strong language, accused Britannian Prime Minister Schönerzer of being utterly ruthless and indiscriminate in his dealings with both friend and foe, of plotting to assassinate Cao Mengde, the Governor-General of our Northeast. This severely damaged bilateral relations and was seen as a deliberate attempt to provoke war.

Meanwhile, the Foreign Ministry spokesperson's voice was so cold it could shatter ice, as if slapping a face at the world's reporters: "If our Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, has done anything inappropriate, we do not rule out resolving the issue by force. We urge Brittany to take this matter seriously and not say we did not warn you."

Alright. At this point, Brittany doesn't need to think about anything else. If anything happens to me, I'll just pack up and prepare for a world war.

Upon hearing the news, the EU Federation was also jumping up and down with glee. They were overjoyed that such a scourge as me was dead, yet they pretended to be filial grandchildren, crying and shouting for revenge. They were openly and secretly trying to form an alliance with the Chinese Federation to jointly deal with Brittany.

On this point, the Chinese Federation is unusually cautious. It neither says yes nor no, simply leaving it hanging. The EU understands what's going on. Every day, tens of thousands of people spontaneously go to churches to worship God, unanimously cursing me to die.

So what happened? So what happened! I'm back. I'm back safe and sound. No limbs missing. The true Son of Heaven is protected by all the gods. How could your mere barbarian state and its false god possibly shake him? Pshaw.

Thus, the EU Federation was greatly disappointed, while Brittany breathed a sigh of relief. On my way back, I noticed that Schneider's hair had turned several strands white. He must have been under immense pressure; no wonder he was all smiles when he saw me this time.

I had no idea that Schneider had actually seen his sister Euphemia and I suddenly burst in that day. He was nearly scared out of his wits. He immediately started urging everyone to stop firing the missiles!

But once a missile is launched, there's no way it can be retrieved. Schneider watched helplessly as a swarm of missiles, each the size of a bucket, fell. After that, the scene was nothing but white dust. Even Lancelot looked as if he'd been scrubbed clean with an iron brush; all the paint was gone.

Schneider went berserk at that moment.

Along with Xiu Nai'erze, Xiahou Yuanrang, who had just arrived and witnessed the scene, was also going berserk. He had followed my orders and rushed over to monitor Xiu Nai'erze, but he was a step too late. Watching his lord vanish without a trace, he roared, drew his sword, and lunged forward to chop Xiu Nai'erze to pieces.

Schneider heard a strange gust of wind behind him and swayed to the side. The knife struck his shoulder, and the pain made him forget about his composure, causing him to cry out in agony.

At this moment, those nearby also realized what was happening. Seeing their prince slashed in the arm, half his body turning red, they were nearly scared to death. Ignoring their own safety, they rushed forward to stop him. Xiahou Yuanrang, his eyes already bloodshot, had even dared to cut down Xiu Nairze. Why would he care about these small fry? His long sword gleamed coldly, and in no time, several fine heads were chopped off.

At this point, the guards at the door also realized something was wrong. They immediately rushed inside. Upon seeing the scene, they were about to draw their guns and fire.

Although Schneider was in excruciating pain, he knew that if he killed Xiahou Dun now, there would be no turning back. Ignoring his injuries, he shouted, "Don't kill him! Capture him alive!" But the movement aggravated his wounds, and he fainted from the pain.

Although Xiahou Dun was exceptionally brave, even a hero can't withstand overwhelming numbers. After the Britannian side produced their tranquilizer guns, two shots rang out, and Xiahou Dun fell to the ground, unwilling to surrender. Schneider, however, was awakened by the gunshots. The medic was bandaging him at that moment. Schneider fired again, and Xiahou Dun collapsed to the ground with a cry of "Ah!" before losing consciousness once more.

When the news reached the headquarters of the Chinese Federation's Sea Wolf Special Forces, the temporary adjutant was Xu Huang, also known as Xu Gongming. Although much more composed than Xiahou Dun, he couldn't sit still upon hearing the news. After giving a shout, he mustered his men and prepared to fight Brittany to the death.

In the end, Cornelia stepped forward and, in the name of my fiancée, quelled the arrogant and unruly soldiers. She also returned Xiahou Dun, who was fast asleep, to his place, repeatedly assuring them that she would find their lord. This prevented a major disaster from escalating.

When Schneider slowly regained consciousness, he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that his sister had resolved the matter. Just as he was about to thank her, Cornelia approached him. Without a word, she slapped him across the face. She then launched into a tirade, accusing her brother of being utterly heartless and trying to kill her sister and husband.

She also threatened that if anything happened to either of them, she would kill him first, without the Chinese Federation even needing to lift a finger.

Upon hearing this, Schneider's head spun several times. Knowing his sister's temperament well, he understood that Cornelia wasn't joking. If he were alive and something really happened to Euphemia, he'd probably lose his head.

In the following days, both the Chinese Federation and Brittany dispatched large-scale rescue forces. Especially for the nearby Japanese archipelago, those days were exceptionally sunny and calm. Both the Brittany colonial army and the Japanese liberation front ceased all activity, focusing entirely on rescue efforts and making no mention of fighting.

In addition to his sister Cornelia and the Chinese Federation, Schneier also faced enormous pressure in Brittany itself.

Brittany is engaged in fierce fighting with the EU. It seems the two sides are about to fight to the death. This is precisely the time to stabilize the Chinese Federation. However, unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, their own prime minister assassinated the Northeast Governor-General of the Chinese Federation, the designated next prime minister!

Good heavens! This is outrageous! The Breton media has been awash with condemnation these past few days. The other princes are fueling the fire, trying to drown their own brother in a torrent of criticism. The entire nation is united in their condemnation; some say Schneider is just bored and has nothing better to do. Others are more scathing, claiming he's mentally unstable and needs to be hospitalized. Still others have gone so far as to call for Schneider's execution to appease the nation.

Schneider was driven to the brink of suicide.

This explains why he became so excited when he saw me, his eyes filled with tears, and he gripped my hand tightly, almost making me suspect that he was gay.

So the three of us followed the rescue team back to Shengen Island.

Along the way, Xiahou Dun briefly recounted the events of the past two days to me. Only then did I realize that my identity had become so important that my life or death could trigger a world war. Also, Schneider was so pitiful. Although as a party involved and a victim, I had no right to pity him, I still felt incredibly sorry for him.

After Yuan asked me to explain Cornelia's role, I couldn't help but nod and softly praised, "It must have been difficult for her. To be able to make an accurate judgment under such circumstances. Looking at it this way, I was a bit petty."

Forget it, let's find a chance to make up. As long as she doesn't care, I'll take the Japanese archipelago and her sister away right away. We can still be as happy as before, right?

After that, I went to find Schneider. What, why me? He almost killed me this time, so asking him for some compensation isn't unreasonable.

So, I happily went to Schneider's cabin. After announcing my arrival, I went inside. Schneider seemed to find me quite agreeable now, and asked, "Brother Mengde, you've just escaped the isolated island, why aren't you resting? Why are you here to discuss something important?"

I nodded and said, "You, my brother, also contributed to our escape this time—but even brothers should keep their accounts straight. When will you settle the score?"

Schneider was puzzled and asked, "I don't recall owing you any money, brother. What makes you say that?"

I chuckled and said, "I am truly fortunate to have escaped this time. Not to mention the fear I've endured these past few days, just thinking about that moment—the massive missile that came crashing down—still sends shivers down my spine... Brother, don't you have anything to say in return?"

Schneider's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "This guy's got ulterior motives. I knew he was here for something. He wanted to refuse me, but he didn't know how to say it. After all, he was in the wrong, and not only in the wrong, but he also felt guilty."

“What exactly do you want, my dear brother? Just tell me,” Schneider said through gritted teeth.

"Good, Your Majesty, you're truly straightforward." I gave him a thumbs up, then clapped my hands in praise.

Schneider smiled, but his heart was bleeding.

So I rattled off a whole bunch of conditions I'd thought of along the way, and those I'd just come up with—reasonable and unreasonable, things he could and couldn't decide—and Schneider listened, his head spinning. He was practically turning into a missile.

He tried to stop several times. But I, observing his expression, stopped explaining my conditions before he could finish and instead poured out my grievances to him. I told him how many frights I had suffered, how much hardship I had endured on the desert island. And most importantly, he had a younger sister. Oh my god, you have no idea how difficult it is to take care of her!

Schneier, with a mournful face, said, "Enough, enough, my dear brother, don't say any more. Just write down all your conditions and give them to me, then I'll discuss them one by one."

I thought to myself, "That's exactly what I was waiting for." I pulled a recorder out of my pocket, pressed the stop button, slammed it on the table, and said, "Alright, everything we said is recorded. Brother, you can listen to it at your leisure. I'm going back to rest."

Schneider was so surprised that he was speechless for a moment. He stared at the tape recorder on the table, almost grabbing it and smashing it.

By this time, I had already stepped out of the cabin. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I thought to myself, "If you knew I hadn't suffered much on this deserted island, and had instead managed to seduce your sister, I wonder if you'd be so angry you'd vomit blood and die? Schneider, oh Schneider, you never thought you'd get this day, did you? Hahahaha..."

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Schneider roared to the sky, "Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"

Chapter Thirty: The Vase of a Vase