From somewhere... there was a loud bang closing sound
Everything was over when Fujido stepped into that room
It's already after everything is over! The thick velvet blanket is covered with black blood
Even so, the liquid that cannot be absorbed by the blanket is unpleasantly reflected on the tip of the fluff.
In the center of the pool of blood, the man rolled his eyes and died completely.
That man was Shumu Xuanwu, who was the Prime Minister of Japan until just now, but now he has become a simple piece of meat.
Then, not far away, a corner of the room
As a pure Japanese, a young man with a light hair color sat on the ground, holding his knees, as if he was afraid of something, as if he was rejecting something, and lowered his head.
The white jacket and navy blue trousers and skirts were dyed red by the splashing bright red
Yes, the blood of the man called his father seemed to dye Zhuque's entire body a layer of red, ominous red
Further apart, Fujido's knife was pulled out and thrown on the ground, and the knife that was supposed to be placed in the dojo was thrown there
Maybe I heard the sound
The boy slowly raised his head
teacher?
His godless eyes looked at Fujido standing at the door of the room
teacher!
This time it was a sure tone. Even though the mind was already confused, the physical instinct was still there
However, Fujido did not answer
The boy was about to collapse and could tell, but even so, he still couldn't speak
Even Fujido, who was both a pure soldier and had witnessed death with his own eyes, was hit by the miserable scene before him.
Although he knew that it was a cruel betrayal to the teenager, he still had nothing to say for a moment
The cruel fact of killing a father is enough to shock anyone's heart
So, it's not Fujido who speaks
Have you drawn your sword?
Behind Fujido, a figure walked into the room. It was a short old man in a tea-green kimono.
Although it is very short, it has a strong presence and agile movements. Even the sound of crutches hitting the ground is powerful and powerful, and cannot be ignored
There is air floating on the body that can hold the other person's consciousness tightly
Kirihara!
Fujido took a step back and bowed respectfully
After receiving your contact, I sent my subordinates over and didn't expect this to happen. Although I don't know the detailed story, you probably have to bear some responsibility!
The old man who was called Kirihara by Fujido had an unquestionable tone
Yes!
Fujido's eyes were closed tightly, and this result was indeed his mistake.
Then, you can perform your duties first, no matter what, you can't finish it like this
The old man's voice contained the majesty that even Tengdo could not disobey
Shumu's death was concealed for a while, so it's not the case. Now is not the time. It's hard to perfunctory to pass through the country. You will be the only one who will be the commander. I will grant you this authority.
Is it possible?
Although I know that the seemingly short old man in front of me does have an influence and power that cannot be ignored in Japan, it is the first time that I directly interfere in the Japanese military and political circles, especially at this sensitive moment
I can be there, but I can't change the results caused by Shumu's lifetime.
The old man simply finished saying this, his strong self-confidence and domineeringness did not allow anyone to question it.
Then, he ignored Fujido and threw him aside. He walked into the room fearlessly, entering the room full of blood and unusual smell.
Entering the abnormal space, the old man was alone, keeping calm and thoroughly examining the room.
Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of the young Suzaku sitting in a corner of the room.
The old man called quietly
Your name is Shumu Zhuque, boy!
Although I knew that Shumu had such a son, and I didn’t know that Fujito approached Shumu Xuanwu with him as a breakthrough, it was the first time I met. Compared to the cheerful boy in the photo, the Suzaku in front of me was like a drowning person struggling on the edge of hell, and he could fall into the bottomless abyss at any time.
Zhuque looked at the distance without any spirit, like a walking corpse without any anger
Boy, you draw your sword, that is an unchangeable fact
Suzaku didn't respond
Once the knife is pulled out, the blood cannot be returned to the sheath without seeing it. Let me explain it clearly first, your knife has not returned to the sheath.
Suzaku didn't answer
Yes, even if you kill your father with your own hands, your knife has not returned to sheath. Your eyes say this, your own blood and body say this, so what is left, it is up to you to go back to sheath, you decide what to choose, facing the blood you shed now, and the blood that will continue to shed later, how will you atone for your sins, but if you can't do it
Fujido immediately understood what the old man was going to say
Because he serves the elderly all year round
However, because of this, Fujido cannot stop the old man's words. Perhaps, this is the only way to save Suzaku at present.
If this old man is cheating, he can do things he cannot do even if he is cheating.
Because he is a conspirator who is no less than Shumu Xuanwu!
Just break yourself up here
The heavy crutch paused heavily on the floor, making a sound that shocked the soul of Suzaku
Zhuque's body reacted for the first time
The old man continued to say coldly
Let me tell you one more thing, if you can’t even do this, there will be no place for you in this world, and you don’t even have the value of living. Remember this carefully! Don’t forget why you drew your sword, and don’t forget that there are still living people waiting for this knife to protect!
I really don't know how powerful that sentence has
Suzaku suddenly stood up staggeringly
Although the thin figure seemed to be sleepwalking, Suzaku still stood up and took steps
Stumbling out of the room
Zhuque didn't understand what the old man said before, he only heard one clearly!
Why draw the sword?
Protect the living!
Drawing the sword for Lelouch and Nanali, and they are still waiting for me to protect them now!
Fujido, who was standing at the door of the room, quietly glanced at the old man
The old man nodded slightly
Fujito bowed and went to chase the boy
It's raining outside.
Dripping raindrops wet Suzaku's hair, shoulders, arms
The clothes were not the jacket that was dyed red with blood just now, and it was a very ordinary shirt. Fujito helped him take a shower and changed his clothes.
However, these things are completely meaningless to Zhuque now, and he has no memory at all.
Zhuque stood in the rain, just looking up at the building in front of him
In the darkness, only there is the light of redemption alone that appears alone.
A small hut
Suzaku stares at it
Finally, he turned around
Planning to leave the building
He has committed an unforgivable sin, even for the promise of his friends or to save the girl he likes, but he still cannot refute the fact that he killed his father with his own hands.
He is no longer qualified but...
Suzaku!
His body stopped moving, no, he was called
He slowly turned around
The black-haired boy is rushing out of the hut
Running over panting
Then, he, the empire that was about to go to war with his motherland, the prince of the Bunitanian Empire, Lelouch VI. Bunitania stood in front of Suzaku
Zhuque, you finally came, what happened?
Lelouch, are you okay? Where is Nanali?
Squeaker asked expressionlessly
Ah... Well, of course, it's just a skin trauma. Tolia has helped me with the wound! Don't look at me thinner than you, but my body is much better than you!
Lelouch Don't worry, Nanali has just returned, but she fell asleep because she was frightened! Thank you, Suzaku, I believe you can definitely save Nanali!
Lelouch said, gently hammering Zhuque's chest. It was obviously very light, but it knocked Zhuque to the ground.
What's wrong with you, Suzaku! Are you injured? Where?
No, I don’t care, as long as you are fine, as long as you are fine!
I just woke up. Compared to that, what happened? According to the situation, Zhuque, even you...
It doesn't matter, it's over, it's over...
Suzaku?
Lelouch's voice became more embarrassing
There is no way to do that, either
Zhuque grabbed Lelouch's chest tightly
Just like what Lelouch, who was consciously conscious, did to Suzaku a few hours ago
No, even that won't last
He grabbed Lelouch's shirt on his chest, but this could not support his body
Suzaku kneeled on the wet ground, lowering his head like confession
Zhu, Zhuque? Hello, let it go... No, tell me what happened just now, what's wrong with you, Zhuque?
Lelouch, I won't...
At this time, Zhuque's voice was filled with tears for the first time
Unbearable words, no, words that even forgot to endure surged out from the depths of Suzaku's throat
I……
!
Me! I will never use my own power for myself again!
Zhu, Zhuque?
Absolutely not, can't be used, Lelouch!
This is...
What was pulled out, no, is the destination of the blade that cannot be returned to the sheath after being pulled out
The rain is still gloomy
Everything was over when Fujido stepped into that room
It's already after everything is over! The thick velvet blanket is covered with black blood
Even so, the liquid that cannot be absorbed by the blanket is unpleasantly reflected on the tip of the fluff.
In the center of the pool of blood, the man rolled his eyes and died completely.
That man was Shumu Xuanwu, who was the Prime Minister of Japan until just now, but now he has become a simple piece of meat.
Then, not far away, a corner of the room
As a pure Japanese, a young man with a light hair color sat on the ground, holding his knees, as if he was afraid of something, as if he was rejecting something, and lowered his head.
The white jacket and navy blue trousers and skirts were dyed red by the splashing bright red
Yes, the blood of the man called his father seemed to dye Zhuque's entire body a layer of red, ominous red
Further apart, Fujido's knife was pulled out and thrown on the ground, and the knife that was supposed to be placed in the dojo was thrown there
Maybe I heard the sound
The boy slowly raised his head
teacher?
His godless eyes looked at Fujido standing at the door of the room
teacher!
This time it was a sure tone. Even though the mind was already confused, the physical instinct was still there
However, Fujido did not answer
The boy was about to collapse and could tell, but even so, he still couldn't speak
Even Fujido, who was both a pure soldier and had witnessed death with his own eyes, was hit by the miserable scene before him.
Although he knew that it was a cruel betrayal to the teenager, he still had nothing to say for a moment
The cruel fact of killing a father is enough to shock anyone's heart
So, it's not Fujido who speaks
Have you drawn your sword?
Behind Fujido, a figure walked into the room. It was a short old man in a tea-green kimono.
Although it is very short, it has a strong presence and agile movements. Even the sound of crutches hitting the ground is powerful and powerful, and cannot be ignored
There is air floating on the body that can hold the other person's consciousness tightly
Kirihara!
Fujido took a step back and bowed respectfully
After receiving your contact, I sent my subordinates over and didn't expect this to happen. Although I don't know the detailed story, you probably have to bear some responsibility!
The old man who was called Kirihara by Fujido had an unquestionable tone
Yes!
Fujido's eyes were closed tightly, and this result was indeed his mistake.
Then, you can perform your duties first, no matter what, you can't finish it like this
The old man's voice contained the majesty that even Tengdo could not disobey
Shumu's death was concealed for a while, so it's not the case. Now is not the time. It's hard to perfunctory to pass through the country. You will be the only one who will be the commander. I will grant you this authority.
Is it possible?
Although I know that the seemingly short old man in front of me does have an influence and power that cannot be ignored in Japan, it is the first time that I directly interfere in the Japanese military and political circles, especially at this sensitive moment
I can be there, but I can't change the results caused by Shumu's lifetime.
The old man simply finished saying this, his strong self-confidence and domineeringness did not allow anyone to question it.
Then, he ignored Fujido and threw him aside. He walked into the room fearlessly, entering the room full of blood and unusual smell.
Entering the abnormal space, the old man was alone, keeping calm and thoroughly examining the room.
Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of the young Suzaku sitting in a corner of the room.
The old man called quietly
Your name is Shumu Zhuque, boy!
Although I knew that Shumu had such a son, and I didn’t know that Fujito approached Shumu Xuanwu with him as a breakthrough, it was the first time I met. Compared to the cheerful boy in the photo, the Suzaku in front of me was like a drowning person struggling on the edge of hell, and he could fall into the bottomless abyss at any time.
Zhuque looked at the distance without any spirit, like a walking corpse without any anger
Boy, you draw your sword, that is an unchangeable fact
Suzaku didn't respond
Once the knife is pulled out, the blood cannot be returned to the sheath without seeing it. Let me explain it clearly first, your knife has not returned to the sheath.
Suzaku didn't answer
Yes, even if you kill your father with your own hands, your knife has not returned to sheath. Your eyes say this, your own blood and body say this, so what is left, it is up to you to go back to sheath, you decide what to choose, facing the blood you shed now, and the blood that will continue to shed later, how will you atone for your sins, but if you can't do it
Fujido immediately understood what the old man was going to say
Because he serves the elderly all year round
However, because of this, Fujido cannot stop the old man's words. Perhaps, this is the only way to save Suzaku at present.
If this old man is cheating, he can do things he cannot do even if he is cheating.
Because he is a conspirator who is no less than Shumu Xuanwu!
Just break yourself up here
The heavy crutch paused heavily on the floor, making a sound that shocked the soul of Suzaku
Zhuque's body reacted for the first time
The old man continued to say coldly
Let me tell you one more thing, if you can’t even do this, there will be no place for you in this world, and you don’t even have the value of living. Remember this carefully! Don’t forget why you drew your sword, and don’t forget that there are still living people waiting for this knife to protect!
I really don't know how powerful that sentence has
Suzaku suddenly stood up staggeringly
Although the thin figure seemed to be sleepwalking, Suzaku still stood up and took steps
Stumbling out of the room
Zhuque didn't understand what the old man said before, he only heard one clearly!
Why draw the sword?
Protect the living!
Drawing the sword for Lelouch and Nanali, and they are still waiting for me to protect them now!
Fujido, who was standing at the door of the room, quietly glanced at the old man
The old man nodded slightly
Fujito bowed and went to chase the boy
It's raining outside.
Dripping raindrops wet Suzaku's hair, shoulders, arms
The clothes were not the jacket that was dyed red with blood just now, and it was a very ordinary shirt. Fujito helped him take a shower and changed his clothes.
However, these things are completely meaningless to Zhuque now, and he has no memory at all.
Zhuque stood in the rain, just looking up at the building in front of him
In the darkness, only there is the light of redemption alone that appears alone.
A small hut
Suzaku stares at it
Finally, he turned around
Planning to leave the building
He has committed an unforgivable sin, even for the promise of his friends or to save the girl he likes, but he still cannot refute the fact that he killed his father with his own hands.
He is no longer qualified but...
Suzaku!
His body stopped moving, no, he was called
He slowly turned around
The black-haired boy is rushing out of the hut
Running over panting
Then, he, the empire that was about to go to war with his motherland, the prince of the Bunitanian Empire, Lelouch VI. Bunitania stood in front of Suzaku
Zhuque, you finally came, what happened?
Lelouch, are you okay? Where is Nanali?
Squeaker asked expressionlessly
Ah... Well, of course, it's just a skin trauma. Tolia has helped me with the wound! Don't look at me thinner than you, but my body is much better than you!
Lelouch Don't worry, Nanali has just returned, but she fell asleep because she was frightened! Thank you, Suzaku, I believe you can definitely save Nanali!
Lelouch said, gently hammering Zhuque's chest. It was obviously very light, but it knocked Zhuque to the ground.
What's wrong with you, Suzaku! Are you injured? Where?
No, I don’t care, as long as you are fine, as long as you are fine!
I just woke up. Compared to that, what happened? According to the situation, Zhuque, even you...
It doesn't matter, it's over, it's over...
Suzaku?
Lelouch's voice became more embarrassing
There is no way to do that, either
Zhuque grabbed Lelouch's chest tightly
Just like what Lelouch, who was consciously conscious, did to Suzaku a few hours ago
No, even that won't last
He grabbed Lelouch's shirt on his chest, but this could not support his body
Suzaku kneeled on the wet ground, lowering his head like confession
Zhu, Zhuque? Hello, let it go... No, tell me what happened just now, what's wrong with you, Zhuque?
Lelouch, I won't...
At this time, Zhuque's voice was filled with tears for the first time
Unbearable words, no, words that even forgot to endure surged out from the depths of Suzaku's throat
I……
!
Me! I will never use my own power for myself again!
Zhu, Zhuque?
Absolutely not, can't be used, Lelouch!
This is...
What was pulled out, no, is the destination of the blade that cannot be returned to the sheath after being pulled out
The rain is still gloomy
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