Chichichichi...

He drove the rogues again on the battlefield, and the Lelouch board in the cab had a face.

"The enemy's security network is much tighter than what was stated in the prior information!"

Or it can be said that this is the Fujido effect. Lelouch, that is, ZERO, became a hero of the Japanese who lived in District 11 in half a year. Unlike him, Fujido has always been a hero of the Japanese for the seven years after the war.

Especially in the hearts of the soldiers who belonged to the old Japanese army, their belief in the miracles of Fujido and Itsuki is unbreakable.

Today is another day of execution. If you want to rob the prison, this is the last chance. However, Cornelia should have relaxed her vigilance. However, it was her mistake to leave Dalton to stay here.

With Dalton's prudence and experience, it is impossible to ignore this loophole. Considering that many people may plan to rob the prison, Dalton strengthened his defense. If so, he cannot delay it for too long.

"Kalian, don't worry, just use the Red Lotus Style Two to break the wall."

"Ah? But, but..."

"From this perspective, it will not cause harm to the people in the cell at all, get on."

If you lose your life here, you can only say that Fujido's luck is too bad. Moreover, the Four Saint Swords drove the Moon to attract the attention of the Bunitanian Army at the main entrance, and tried to annihilate the enemy as much as possible, so that you can't waste time.

“Yes, yes.”

Honglian used her left hand without equipment radiation fluctuations to hit the building. With the roar, the concrete blocks fell down. The view became wider and a hole was opened in the building. There was a man in his prison uniform, quietly sitting in the center of the cell.

Lelouch smiled slightly and opened the control room.

Among the concrete debris all over the ground.

A tall man sitting on the ground, and a man looking down at him from Knightmare—

“…ZERO?”

The one who spoke first was Fujido, and there was no scar on his body. So that's it. Lelouch thought privately and said, "I'm so lucky, no wonder I'm called Fujido of Miracle."

"Fujido Mitsurachi."

Through the loudspeaker hidden in the mask, Lelouch spitted out the name.

"The only man who defeated Bunitania in the war seven years ago, Japan's Last Hope Star."

"Is it a miracle of Itsuka?"

Fujido's ingenious appearance showed a self-deprecating expression.

"Do you want me to create miracles too? ZERO."

"That's not a miracle."

Lelouch immediately denied that miracles were not so easy to create. Even as ZERO, he has been using "miracles" to build the glory of the Black Knights since his appearance.

Those miracles can be said to be miracles, but they can also be said to be not miracles. Among them, his Geass made an indelible contribution, or Geass is a miracle.

More miracles were on those two people, Jade, C.C.. They could even be said to be miracles...

"Pre-information collection, enemy tactic analysis, careful preparation, and the leadership of the morale of the subordinates is a tactical victory combining all of this. Therefore, I need you."

Fujido, wearing a prison uniform, looked motionlessly at Lelouch standing on Knightmare.

But soon, he turned his head and looked tired on his face.

"I am so glorious. But it's enough. Major General Katase, who is the main general, has died, and I have nothing to nostalgic for being left behind! I am already tired, in order to maintain the name of "Itsuki Miracle"!"

After hearing this, Lelouch suddenly felt his mind blowing.

Why do everyone-

A friend with a gentle smile appeared in his mind. No, it was actually natural to say that. The Fujido in front of him has been his teacher since he was a child, and he will definitely influence him and guide him all the time. Even if the two are similar, it is nothing incredible.

But even so. No, it is precisely because of this - I despise my own existence so much, and the idiot believes that only death can save himself!

Stupid person!

Therefore, it is precisely such people that they have value in their use. They only need to use things called beliefs and human expectations and sustenance as bait to make those persistent great people fight for them, sacrifice their lives for them, and fight for them endlessly.

"What a joke!"

In anger, Lelouch opened his mouth and shouted. It seemed that his tone was too intense. Fujito turned his gaze back to him in surprise.

Standing on the shoulders of his body's scoundrel, Lelouch proudly raised his chest.

"You must take responsibility, Fujido! Take responsibility for miracles."

Lelouch often thinks about this issue.

Compared with other well-known areas in Britain, this 11 area has a much more intense resistance movement. Why is this?

"It's very simple. Although Japan was defeated seven years ago, it left some strength. No, it's not about military, but spiritual things. They know that they can't compete with Britain now, but if one day they have such power... many people have this idea - who caused it, Fujido!"

"!"

"Many Japanese are still dreaming about subverting the rule of Britain and expelling Britain. Yes, this dream continues after a beautiful dream called the Miracle of Itsujima."

“…”

"Strive, Fujido. Try until the end, and die until the name Fujido of Miracle becomes worthless."

"Do you want me to be responsible through this behavior? Let me end their dreams."

"For the people, it is necessary. For those who dance in the dream you created, and have not surrendered to Britain and suffered so much that they suffer. If the dream ends, admit the fact that the defeat is defeated, their pain will end--that is what it is."

At this moment, Lelouch suddenly laughed arrogantly.

"This is the dream you created, it has nothing to do with me, I won't dream. There is only one thing I can create, and that is the result called a miracle."

Fujido stared at Lelouch's mask intently.

Finally, he grinned and pretended to be a smile.

Then Fujido asked in a low voice.

"I want to confirm with you a little bit."

"What."

"In the past seven years, many Japanese people have sought miracles from me. And you are now looking for miracles like me."

What I show is just a dream, a distant fantasy-

"But, how far can the miracle you have drawn last? How high can it rise?"

Lelouch, who was inside the mask, narrowed his eyes slightly. He placed his right hand wearing black gloves on his chest, allowing the cloak on his body to dance with the wind.

"Of course, until I knock Britain to the ground."

Now, miracles and miracles are already in your pocket. Your Majesty, I will soon stand in front of you.

"Very good. Then I'll hand over this skin to you."
Chapter completed!