[Code Geass] Irregular 10

Chapter 10 – 9.A.T.B. 2017

“What about Lelouch?”
“Rival took it away.”
“Is it proxy war again? Poker? Or…”
“Both of them don’t have a sense of being a student council. They’re betting money! They’re smart… But Lulu’s way of using it is wrong. If you study properly, your grades will… Right?”

The plaza of the private Ashford Academy. It was surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, as if the affairs outside were otherworldly. Lunch hour. Among the cadets taking a walk in the plaza to soothe their tired bodies from continuing classes, three girls are sitting on stone chairs in the garden and talking with bento boxes on their laps.

Among them, a beautiful woman with her blonde hair covering her shoulders smiled mischievously.

“Our Lulu-chan is actually a sincere kid~? He’s cute.”
“Wait. Chairman…”

A beautiful girl with blonde hair. The brown-haired girl, who had been raving about Lelouch in the midst of Mirei Ashford’s teasing, broke out in sweat.
It was Shirley Fennet, a waist-length brown haired swimmer in the same year as Lelouch. She was a bespectacled girl with dark green curly hair who was quietly listening beside him. She was shorter than the student council president, Mirei Ashford, and the same student council member, Shirley. She looks like a squirrel.

Nina Einstein laughed quietly when she saw the chairman and Shirley. It was a really peaceful day.

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Clovis La Britannia, Prince of De 3 of the Britannia Empire and governor of Area 11, came down from the podium as the red light of the camera that was filming him went off, untied his cloak from his shoulders and handed it to his attendant. As he descended skillfully, the attendant next to him held out his wine glass.

“It’s great, Your Highness. I can’t imagine that you were the one who enjoyed the party just a moment ago.”

Clovis responded with a benevolent smile to the words of the young noble ladies praising him.

“Because the governor is the sign of Area 11. It’s about this level of acting.”
“You are full of confidence.”
“It’s a mindset. Confidence… The media people are just happy.”

When Crovis answered and turned to the middle-aged man standing on one side of the wall, the middle-aged man denied it with a difficult gesture.

“No, no. We want to be of any help to His Highness Clovis’ reign…”

There was a friendly atmosphere in the spacious hall. A hypocritical situation in which everyone compliments each other, the producer of the broadcasting station who was looking at his notebook while leaning against the wall at the entrance of the hall, one step away. Diethard Ritt did not hide his pitiful expression.

“Is this a decorated reign? Tsk…”

He no longer had the same passion for what he used to do. If the media does not reveal the truth as a media, it is dead media. In a situation where lies replaced truth and truth replaced lies, as it is now, Diethardt thought that all his passion had died. The morality, passion, and conviction he had as a journalist were being bitten to death by the beast of helplessness after facing the truth of the world.

Diethardt wished the boring party would end quickly. A party of the haves, for the haves, by the goers. A shell party where people make unspoken promises to each other and only act.

It was then.

‘Hmm? Soldier?’

I saw a bald general rushing into the party hall with a generous body. An aide to Clovis La Britannia. The head of the Area 11 military department. Contrary to his easy-going impression, he is quite skilled as a soldier and administrator.

“Bartre Asspirius”

He hurriedly came alone and looked for Clovis.

Diethard, who had been watching this far, tried to turn his nerves off. It wouldn’t be much of a story anyway. At that time, Clovis’ shouts reverberated throughout the party hall.

“You fool!”

“Omg”

Startled, Diethardt looked out into the hall. I saw General Barthe with his head turned, and Clovis with his right hand raised. Around the two, noble ladies could be seen restlessly.

‘You slapped me on the cheek? In front of everyone watching his entourage?’

There is something. Diethard stopped trying to distract him and listened to the two of them.

“To the police, it’s simply a medical device… If we send out the entire army…”
“Send the troops under your direct control. Even the Nightmare.”

Hearing that, Diethard got goosebumps. He’s sending it to the Nightmare? Where? For what reason?

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A soldier in Britannia must be Britannia only.

【Issuance of Alert-1】
[The 4th, 7th, and 8th Infantry Companies and the 31st Bombardment Battalion, sortie immediately.]

[Standby for the 9th Direct Knights Sortie]

Jeremiah Gottwald, the head of the pure-blooded group on standby, with a stocky physique and short dark green curly hair, is her own Nightmare frame. He boarded Sutherland. After entering through the cockpit, the cockpit slowly closed, and Sutherland maneuvered. The lid on the head was opened, confirming the operation of the radar Fact Sphere. Operates normally. His lieutenant Biretta Nu was the same. Her flowing silver hair was tied back and down to her hips. Her knightly uniforms held tight to her shapely figure, tempered by her training, and her impressively large chest and buttocks, she also rode her own Sutherland.

The time has come to disregard Highness Clovis and capture the beasts that caused the terror.

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Once again, the truck on the highway speeds up. Three helicopters following behind radioed each other to see the situation, and they were on their way to the Shinjuku ghetto through the Tokyo concession. According to the instructions from above, you can no longer fire. The plan was to let the terrorists escape, confirm their hideout, and strike it down. With nothing more to do, the helicopter co-pilot burrowed into his seat and watched the truck struggling to get away.

Unfortunately, a truck that big can’t get past the chopper at all costs.

The co-pilot felt sorry for the terrorists fleeing with the truck. Also Eleven. Even if you think it’s short, it’s too short. I never thought I would be so desperate to run away even though I knew the helicopter was chasing me.

At that moment, I saw the door of the truck bed open very slightly, minutely.

“Hmm?”
“What?”

The pilot who was piloting the helicopter asked the co-pilot’s exclamation. The co-pilot did not answer. He still couldn’t figure out why it had suddenly opened. Soon, something shot out at high speed from the gap in the slightly open sleeping compartment. That was the last scene the helicopter’s co-pilot saw.

The helicopter exploded with a roar after being hit directly by a slash hacken fired from the truck’s bed. As the two groups followed, they hurriedly widened their distance from each other. Taking advantage of that gap, the truck’s luggage compartment was wide open, and a red Nightmare frame protruded from there.
Karen, who was riding on it, said with her fighting spirit burning.

“You guys should know better about its destructive power!”

Landing on the highway, the landspinner stuck to the ground from both legs of Glasgow, matched the speed of the truck, and fired Slash Harken again, which was returned to the chest by the wire. I tried to return it with a minigun, but it was not easy to aim because of Nightmare Frame’s ridiculous left and right maneuverability. To avoid the two slash hackens that flew from both sides, the helicopter also performed an evasion maneuver, but one of them failed to maneuver and exploded after hitting the slash hacken directly.

Only one helicopter left in an instant. Did you aim for this? The helicopter pilot swallowed dry saliva at the sudden protruding Grasgow. No matter how much air supremacy was seized, the advantage of air supremacy was not very useful for the helicopter in the urban battle with Nightmare.

【You guys get away. From here on, I’ll deal with you.]

Just then, a loudspeaker sounded from the transport plane following behind. It was the sound of a nightmare hanging from one of the transports. The helicopter immediately slowed down. A street battle with a Nightmare is close to impossible unless it is the same Nightmare. If it were war, it would not be unlikely to deliver a valid blow, but in such small fights, helicopters were not very useful.

While the helicopter was missing, the link connected to the transporter fell off and one Nightmare fell freely in the air. Karen, who was riding in Glasgow, fired another slash hacken at Nightmare in the air. Since it was an urgent airlift, Slash Haken was the only long-range attack weapon. Britannia’s Nightmare countered the only means of attack by firing at the same Slash Haken. When the opponent was in a defenseless state floating in the air, the blow of conversion was destroyed casually.

【I don’t know where you got it, but you can’t stop Sutherland with the old Glasgow. Especially if it’s Eleven!]

‘It’s already sortie to Nightmare!’

Karen couldn’t believe it. After all, she was correct in their information. Glancing, she looked at the bed of the truck she was guarding. A spherical structure stolen from a laboratory. As expected, there was no doubt that it was a dangerous item as it was informed.

While Karen thought so, Sutherland, who landed lightly on the highway, also deployed a land spinner and began to catch up. A grenade was fired from the coil gun for Nightmare, and Karen, who couldn’t avoid it to protect her truck, raised Nightmare’s left arm to block it.

Bang

When the explosion rang out and the smoke cleared, Grasgow’s left arm was revealed.

Karen tried to fire her left slash hacken again, but she didn’t hit the button. Perhaps the shock of the moment had gone a little sour on the system.

“Kuk!”

A panicked Karen pressed her vehicle’s fire button, but there was no response. In the meantime, Sutherland, who had stepped in, could be seen trying to wield the weapon attached to his arm. There was no time and no countermeasures. Karen decided to give up her arm. She’s got a stray bullet anyway, so her arm doesn’t move properly, but considering the balance problem of the aircraft when it’s there and when it’s not, the difficulty of controlling it becomes about 1.5 times more difficult. But now was not the time to regret it.

Device geek. She coordinated the torso of the Grasso that had been moving behind her to turn her arm, which didn’t turn very well, and moved it to her side. Sutherland’s and Grasgow’s left arms are parallel and Grasgow’s left arm pops! And exploded and flew away.

Because of that, Sutherland missed the timing to attack Glasgow. As I blocked the exploding arm with my melee weapon, I saw the truck and Grasgo tear apart in different directions.
Pilot Jeremiah, the leader of the Purebloods, who was riding on Sutherland, began to pursue Grasgow slowly.

‘To make the decision to give up your arms and run away in that short time. Quite good for an Eleven, but…’

Fire from another Sutherland, his own lieutenant, Biretta, who was already blocking the truck’s escape route, was hitting the driver’s seat. As if not dead, the truck made its way out of the concession and ended up in an abandoned subway in Shinjuku Ghetto.