[Code Geass] Irregular 244

Chapter 244 – 243. Empress Marianne

Kam Woo-jin, who suddenly fell from the ceiling, looked at Schneizel and Bradley, who cut off Daichi’s left arm, with a bloody expression. The eyes were bloodshot, and in an atmosphere where it seemed as if a person would be easily ripped to death, the rounds took a backward step without realizing it. When he found out that Daichi was a beast, he had no other thoughts, but when it turned out that it was Kam Woo-jin who fell from the ceiling, he was now in a state of confusion to the rounds.

It’s a big deal.

An unbeatable opponent has appeared. How did you manage to hit Jupiter? No one in the rounds was able to quickly assess the situation. It was Kanon Maldini, who was pulling Schneizel’s wheelchair. As soon as he saw Kam Woo-jin, he pulled Schneizel’s wheelchair and made a move to avoid the seat.

“Sword Breaker!”

Gam Woo-jin shouted. Even Daichi, who was sitting hesitantly bleeding from his severed left arm, stood up. All 30 people who jumped into the banquet hall stared at Kam Woo-jin. Kam Woo-jin spoke quietly, but in a voice that could be clearly heard in every corner.

“Kill everyone in here.”
“Yes!”

Thanks to the members of the Sword Breakers who immediately pulled out their rifles and started shooting, the friendly banquet hall quickly turned into hell. With a rumbling sound, the bullets of the rifles jumped out and pierced the aristocrats who were wearing only plain clothes to come to the banquet. There was blood everywhere, but not a single shot hit Kam Woo-jin, who was standing there. No matter how hit the target, the crew did not grind with a barrage. This was because it was dangerous for allies and enemies alike on days when even a ricochet would bounce.

From the spot where Woojin jumped down, two more people were seen jumping down. Blond, and Caught. It was Lirina and Karen. After confirming that Daichi’s left arm had already been cut off, the two immediately ran to Daichi and pushed him into a corner. It was important to do the treatment quickly and not to bleed. The severed left arm was also collected. Fortunately, the cut section was so clean that it seemed possible to put it back together if the surgery went well.

Karen pulled her compression bandage from one of the pockets on the chest of her combat uniform. Blood continued to flow from the cross section of her severed left arm. Daichi’s complexion was already a bit pale. Too much blood was spilled

“First stop the bleeding!”
“Okay!”

At Karen’s words, Lirina laid her daichi and made her left shoulder the highest. It was to keep her from bleeding too much. That’s how Karen started to wrap a pressure bandage around Daichi’s left arm, which Ririna had fixed. Daichi’s expression darkened. It’s because Karen tied it up as hard as she could because the bleeding wouldn’t stop when the blood was flowing. All first aid was done in less than two minutes. Even so, Daichi couldn’t move anymore. Karen and Lirina drew their pistols and ran toward the high eunuch. The great eunuchs must all die at the banquet now. If even one person is lost, the civil war continues, and if all are killed, the civil war is over. If Shinku could end the civil war before he could do anything about it, he was right to do so.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

“It’s been a long time. This chewy.”

I was really angry Daichi is not the kind of person who should have his arm cut off like this. What Bradley did, I would have done if I had been in Bradley’s position. Yes. I understand because it is an enemy. I understand, but Daichi is on my side.

In my opinion, all five rounders, including Bradley, were looking nervous. When I ordered the massacre, Kanon was already standing motionless in front of Schneizel. He is also a great believer. Is Schneizel more important than life?

“This…This bastard…”

Bradley, his complexion white, was creeping back as I approached. Because of that, Anya, who was behind Bradley, also frowned as she kept being pushed away. But he couldn’t seem to tell Bradley not to run away.

I drew my pistol and threw it on the floor. It’s a banquet. I wouldn’t have brought a gun to the banquet. Even the rounds are no exception. No one carries a gun here except the soldiers of the Commonwealth of China. My pistol hit the floor! As it slipped, it fell into the hands of an aristocrat from the Commonwealth of China. The noble tried to fire his pistol, but before he could, he was crushed by the members of the Sword Breaker and collapsed. I saw Wei Shun standing in the distance, standing behind Zhao Hao, the great eunuch who was crouching and trembling, staring at me. And he grinned until the corners of his lips were torn.

He looked startled and surprised.

Take a good look.

“Why didn’t I kill you then?”
“What… What?”

As I started scratching my head, Bradley asked again in a trembling voice if I hadn’t heard. I kindly explained.

“Come to think of it, the chances of killing you were very, very, very many. Chances? What are the chances. You could just kill me every time you ran into me.”
“This… Profit!”
“But why the hell did I let you live? Thinking about it now, it’s actually fun even if you’re not. Isn’t that right? His Highness Prince Schneizel El Britannia?”

At my question, Schneizel, who had been sitting quietly behind Kanon, quietly pulled out the wheelchair. He was still looking at me motionless. His expression was the same as his usual mild expression. I didn’t think I wanted to bully him with that expression anymore. Why did I not like that expression so much?

“You’re right, Sir Bradley, though an excellent knight, was not a reliable companion. It might have been better if he had died instead of Bismarck.”
“Right?”
“Um…Your Highness?”

When Schneizel nodded, I grinned. Bradley seemed shocked by Schneizel’s remark. Still better than Bradley’s karma. That bastard wants to slaughter, so he deliberately destroys a battleship on the same side and drives it into the enemy camp. If you think of this according to common sense, even if you do it even once, you have nothing to say even if you get summarily executed. Even if it was difficult because Bradley’s Nightmare piloting skills were so good, if I were a Britannia noble, I would have killed him right away.

Perhaps, Britannia’s unique mindset that the strong possess everything of the weak might have kept him alive.

Thinking about it again, it’s such an idiotic idea.

“Don’t you think you can escape from here anyway?”

At my question, Schneisel sighed and laughed. Is this kid?

“But it won’t kill either. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s right. I won’t kill you.”

I nodded at Schneizel’s words. Schneizel immediately raised his hand.

“Then surrender. I never thought you’d come in here yourself. I’m surprised. Who did you buy from?”
“Buy? Why buy?”
“I think I know how you do things.”

Schneizel said with a smile. Schneizel’s eyes made me feel bad. Yeah I hate those eyes The eyes that seem to dissect the human heart.

“You don’t like being bothered much. You want to work as efficiently as possible. That’s why you don’t hesitate to commit such reckless things. Now, all the grand eunuchs are going to die today. I’ve been caught too. But I hope you can get away from here. Is it the same?”
“Hmm.”
“Would it be bothersome to run away? Or would it be bothersome to subdue and seize Jugeumseong? No matter how I look at it, I think it’s the latter. If that’s the case, I’ve got someone ready to take over. It must be an entourage standing next to you.”

That’s the answer. As expected, he seems like a guy whose head is spinning well. I want to learn reasoning like that, but I feel bad knowing that it’s a bunch of people doing things with my head.

“Right. All of them were right. Still, I’ll have to kill one.”
“I think I know who it is. Kill me.”
“Your Highness Prince Schneizel!”

Nodding at my words, rather, Schneizel encouraged me. I felt bad again. Bradley, who immediately realized that he was the one who should die, cried out in contemplation. But Schneizel didn’t even look at Bradley. As for Schneizel’s personality, I think, if he didn’t kill Bradley, he wouldn’t actually want to take him with him. Because that bastard ruins Schneizel’s image.

Schneizel was almost appointed as the next emperor. His image is very important. The reign of the current emperor, Charles G. Britannia, was one of war. However, if Schneizel became emperor, Schneizel would not have to start a war. This is because Britannia’s national power is already the strongest, and the gap with other countries is as wide as it should be without any further wars.

Schneizel will be remembered by history only when he makes achievements in a different way. What Schneizel was aiming for was permanent peace. So he would have wanted to reign like a god in the new world by launching the Damo class, putting the whole world within Freya’s range, and making sure no one could start a war.

At least there will be no war in your lifetime.

“Did you hear that right? You will die here today. Try to resist as much as you can. Do you know? Will you be able to live?”

As I said that, I approached Bradley. Come to think of it, in this situation, is the civil war over? It’s ridiculous. The civil war could end so easily, but was Shinku fighting a war?
As I approached Bradley with that thought in mind, Bradley raised the knife he was holding and pointed it at me. More like a sword than a sword. I didn’t feel any excitement.
As I walked away, Bradley, who was looking left and right with nervous eyes, pounced on me. However, it didn’t attack me.

“Fuck! Die!”
“Aagh!”
“Dorotea!”

Bradley tried to stab Schneizel instead of me. Here, Schneizel was also surprised, and his eyes were wide open. Fortunately, before the tip of the sword reached Schneizel, Dorothea, who was standing closest to Schneizel, blocked Schneizel’s path. The sword that penetrated Dorothea’s shoulder blades came out through her back. It was pierced through her shoulder. It’s surprising that they stabbed the same rounds, but Bradley didn’t let go of his sword. The will to kill Schneizel was reflected in his eyes. He seemed unable to forgive Schneizel for taking his own life.

I know that heart well. Yuffie almost sacrificed like that.

But I couldn’t let Schneizel die just yet. I rushed toward Bradley, who was about to pull out the sword stuck in Dorothea’s shoulder, and grabbed Bradley’s wrist holding the sword. Bradley, who was fighting a power struggle with Dorothea, who was sweating coldly, let go of his hand from the grip of my sword. I cupped Bradley’s wrists in one hand and lifted them over his head. In an instant, Bradley was dangling, holding both of his hands. I could see his eyes watering with fear.

Actually, I don’t have that big feelings with this bastard. In the past, when I was a YUPI knight, I was just a guy who got into a fight with me and got a true education.

Now I have become a chew of Daichi’s left arm.

I raised my free left fist. I saw Bradley’s eyes tingle with fear at the sight of my fist, which was like a large rock. I know the buzzword that bastard has been pushing since before. So I asked.

“A question.”
“Ha… Don’t.”
“What is your most precious thing?”

At my question, Rounds’ face wrinkled. I could see Schneizel laughing. Bradley didn’t answer. So he asked again.

“What is the most precious thing?”
“Heh.. Hehe.. Hehe!”

Bradley was laughing as if he had lost his mind. I looked at Bradley blankly. It wasn’t funny at all now. I waited for such a long time. Most of the banquet hall massacres had already ended. The grand eunuchs were captured, and they were seen kneeling in the middle of the banquet hall, where pools of blood had lain. All the crew members who finished their work were looking at me. Karen and Lirina were also watching.
Their eyes were cold. He is the one who cut off the arm of the leader of Team 1. 30 people. These are the members of the Sword Breakers that have not been increased yet. Among them, the arm of the oldest was cut off.

Because of this kid

“Life…”
“Huh? What?”
“Life is the most precious thing. Because nothing shines as brightly as life.”
“Yes? That’s the correct answer. So how? Shall I save you?”

At my question, Bradley glared at Schneizel with eyes that were glistening to kill. I realized. Doesn’t it make sense to joke around like this? Even if I spared him anyway, Bradley was the one who punched a hole in Rounds’ shoulder while trying to murder the royal family. It could be seen that the rounds were not dared to pull out the sword stuck in Dorothea’s shoulder.

“I spoke too thoughtlessly. I’m sorry.”
“Khehehehe! Kill! Kill! You fucking bastard!”
“No. I will spare you.”

I shook my head. There was something I did to Mao in the past. This time, like the last time, I didn’t say bullshit about not being able to speak or not being able to hear. Just feeling that he was doing troublesome work with his fists, he hit Bradley on both knees. Simplicity and honesty! Simplicity and honesty! With a groan, Braddley’s knees crumbled. Bradley was now more like Schneizel. He won’t be able to walk

It was the same thing I did to Mao. He made his hands crippled, he could not speak or smell, and his eyes were blinded. Finally, as he let go of his hand, he slumped like a bug to the floor and thrust his thumbs into both of Bradley’s ears, who were only twitching, crushing them.

“Quaaaaang!”

I saw Bradley, who couldn’t even scream properly because his tongue had been cut off. Wouldn’t it feel like living now?

The cost of Daichi’s left arm seemed to be enough.