Rebellious Lelouch—Sweet Fruit

"This is Lelouch Lampelucci's commander-in-chief for the eleventh district this time." The emperor of Britannia, who was sitting in a high position, introduced Suzaku with an unpredictable expression. As the emperor's direct subordinate, Suzaku The reason why the card money went to Lampelucci's side was to spy on him from the very beginning.

If Lampelucci did anything inappropriate, he would kill this guy.

Suzaku touched the saber arm on his waist, and there was a rare joy and fragility in his eyes. It was these weak emotions that made Lelouch Lampelucci's eyes change when he looked at him.

This man is nothing more than a lackey of the emperor, even Lampelucci

He didn't know why, but his heart suddenly felt irritated and angry. This was not like his usual attitude towards strangers. Lampelucci was a little confused and suppressed the emotions that were about to overflow from the bottom of his heart. Look down at the Knights of the Round Table.

"This is the strongest knight you have transferred, and it looks nothing more than that."

Who is he seeing through himself?Although he didn't know who it was, the commander couldn't help venting his anger.

"Who told you to stand up, kneel down." Suzaku lowered his face, which happened to completely cover his own sight. In the entire empty room, except for Lelouch Lampelucci's sneer, everyone else All became decorations.

"It seems that you still need to take care of yourself." The commander-in-chief grabbed Suzaku's hair and forcibly dragged him to the side of the seat, suffocating even the air for a while.

It seems that this lord is not a good-tempered person, Suzaku thought happily in his heart, this is completely different from Lelouch, they can never be the same person.

Suzaku suppressed the panic in his heart, he knew that this new official took office three fires, so naturally he wanted to show off his power, Suzaku thought so, even his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he looked a lot more well-behaved.

"I will unreservedly turn it into your sword, and swear to serve the empire." Suzaku answered with a serious face, if this answer was earlier, the dark king would not know how happy it is Bar!

Lampelucci snorted coldly, and then said: "Don't think that it's enough for you to say a few nice words like this, just pretending to be good. Next, you will suffer."

From the first time Suzaku saw Lampelucci, the other party didn't give him a good look, and the other party didn't seem to be a gentle person. As long as he was a little unhappy, the precious porcelain on the table was like straw on the roadside. It was thrown into the trash can, and soon large and small porcelain fragments filled it.

Suzaku looked at his almost destructive action with disapproval. He seemed to want to destroy everything. Can such a person really command the battlefield well?Suzaku questioned for the first time.

"Are you nervous?"

"Huh?" Lampelucci held his aching head, and looked at Suzaku indifferently, as if he was looking at an ant, without any emotion.

There is no trace of beautiful and loving existence in his past memory. Destruction seems to be the nature of his soul. It is impossible for nervousness to exist, because Lampelucci doesn't care about the soldiers who are about to go to the battlefield. Of course, the guy in front of him is also included in the candidates.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Nervous, how is it possible!" He mocked the Knight of the Round Table arrogantly, and seemed to feel better when he saw his frown.

He seems to be born to like to see others suffer, Lampelucci thought with a blank expression.

"I'm not afraid of how many people will die. To me, they are no different from tools that I can command and use. Don't show this look! Your expression will only make me feel extremely boring."

Lampelucci's tone was dismissive: "You really need to be taught a lesson for your arrogant and angry expression." Two hours later, Lampelucci wanted to take back what he had said before. He had never seen it before. Such a disobedient and stubborn soldier, he put down his sore arm in disbelief. On the ground not far away, the clothes that had been randomly thrown aside were crookedly pulled together in place. Lampelucci walked over and lifted Suzaku's arm. Chin, his eyes became slack due to the pain, and the beautiful vermilion took over, but as much as his body hurts, his spirit is as tough.

It is not uncommon for Lampelucci to see people who can endure torture, but it is rare for him to see such a determined soul who would rather die than surrender.

"What are you thinking?" Lampelucci couldn't help but lowered his head and gently approached his ear and asked.

Suzaku didn't answer Lampelucci's question, he even gave him a look of disdain, then looked away.

"Who told you to look away, without my order, you are not allowed to look away."

Suzaku listened to the extremely familiar words with a dazed expression. Lelouch had also said these words before. He held back his aching head and looked at the person in front of him in confusion. This person had a very similar face to Lelouch. There was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"Who are you looking through me?" Hearing this question, Suzaku looked at him in rare confusion.

"Forget it, no matter who you are looking through me, from today onwards you will only remember me."