Chapter 104 ~ An End to A Conflict
<span style="font-weight:400">Right after dealing with the reinforcements Cornelia sent to deal with the fleeing JLF ship, Yuuji made to the rendezvous point he and Lelouch had agreed upon before.
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon, he saw Lelouch’s knightmare, a burai with a dark crimson horned mask on its head, and several other buraise who served as his guards while waiting for him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Zero.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good work. You came right on time. Let’s go. Cornelia’s just up ahead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji nodded and turned towards the others in their burai frames.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Patrol the area and conduct a search and destroy of any Britannian forces. Work together with the others so none of Cornelia’s forces coulde to her position in time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">““Yes!!””
<span style="font-weight:400">With a resounding affirmative, all five burais immediately set off and began patrolling the area, following Yuuji’s order.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just then, he noticed a crimson light, followed by an explosion near the shore.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, that must be the Guren. It seems like she’s doing well for herself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lelouch, who noticed the same,mented through their privatemunication line between their knightmare frames.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. She should be winning easily, especially since Lancelot seemed to be unsure about the orders given to him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Knowing Suzaku’s inner feelings and psyche through the anime, Yuuji and Lelouch could easily predict the conclusion of a fight between an unsure Suzaku, and a determined Karen.
<span style="font-weight:400">Karen and Suzaku were depicted as an equal, the most powerful knightmare frame pilot of their respective sides. But in reality, Karen was even more powerful, given she was capable of fighting on par and, in the end, winning against Suzaku despite him gaining a boost in his fighting capabilities thanks to Lelouch’s geass for him to “live”.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now, without Lelouch’s geass and his doubts in his orders, Karen, who had renewed her determination and had improved her piloting skills tremendously thanks to Yuuji, would be able to defeat the Lancelot without any problem.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go, Mordred. It’s time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji led in front while Lelouch followed from behind, both of them making their way towards Cornelia’s position.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Don’t lose, Karen. Or you won’t hear the end of it from me.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">His lips curled into a soft smile as he recalled the time they’ve spent together.
<span style="font-weight:400">Karen was never someone who’d take a loss so easily. She was extremelypetitive, and would always try her best to win even though she knew she was at a disadvantage.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a part of her that Yuuji greatly admired and loved.
<span style="font-weight:400">Though, he loved her “angy” expression when she lost against him just as much. It was simply too cute.
<span style="font-weight:400">That’s why he would never hold back when teaching her andpeting against her. This way, she’d be able to improve more than if he would hold back. And, when she lost, he’d get to enjoy her pouts and expressions.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji enjoyed his musing, imagining the various expressions Karen had made when he teased her.
<span style="font-weight:400">That said, he waspletely alerted about his surroundings. His Elemental Sight allowed him to grasp every single inch of the battlefield, and he could clearly see the Britannian forces trying their best to regroup or make their way to Cornelia’s position, only to be halted and disrupted by the ck Knights.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even the Lancelot was under Guren’s mercy as it fought without its left arm against the best pilot of the ck Knights after Yuuji.
<span style="font-weight:400">Thus, Lelouch and him were making their way towards themander of the Britannian forces without anyone to halt them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning corners, going in between warehouses, the two soon came face to face with the iconic customized Gloucester that belonged to the war princess of the Holy Britannian Empire.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was alone.
<span style="font-weight:400">No knights by her side. Not even soldiers, as they’ve been sent by Cornelia herself to reinforce her forces that had been ambushed by the ck Knights.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yet there she stood, high, mighty, and dignified, with her massivence by her side, its hilt crushing the concrete ground beneath it from its weight.
<span style="font-weight:400">She stood in an impossibly imposing manner, despite facing the Grim Reaper of the ck Knights, who could defeat her easily without even drawing his swords, and Zero himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">And yet… the voice that resounded out of the imposing violet knightmare frame sounded… exhausted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So you’vee after all…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. We’ve made a deal, and promised that we shall appear before you once again if you fail to keep your side of the deal.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia was confident in her army’s prowess. They were her soldiers, men who had ovee adversaries along with her and prevailed numerous times before.
<span style="font-weight:400">But after experiencing the battle of Narita, she knew she couldn’t consider the ck Knights so lightly. And she didn’t, yet, they still went beyond her expectations.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, even if they didn’t, Cornelia truly thought over her decision in attacking the final remnants of the Japan Liberation Force andpletely snuff out the fire of the Japanese military.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her dear little sister, Euphemia Li Britannia, had given her proposals to create a special administrative zone where “Elevens” could be referred to as “Japanese” once again and be given a pseudo-autonomy under their rule.
<span style="font-weight:400">She had read them… She had read them all and put them under serious consideration, especially after her meeting with Zero in the mountains of Narita.
<span style="font-weight:400">But in the end, she couldn’t simply throw away all the blood and tears her and her soldiers had spent inpletely neutralizing the Japanese military and attainingplete rule over Area 11.
<span style="font-weight:400">She thought that perhaps… After she was done withpletely erasing any hostile forces in Area 11, she could give it to Euphemia and let her rule. Knowing her little sister’s personality, Cornelia knew that peace woulde onto thisnd.
<span style="font-weight:400">But…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why do you stand in my way?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia raised her arm and aimed her spear right at Zero, ignoring the Grim Reaper by his side.
<span style="font-weight:400">And yet, even at the obvious act of hostility, the Excalibur didn’t move and simply stood here unmoving, as if implying that such a mere act of hostility from her won’t be enough to be a true threat for Zero while he was there.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you think that snuffing out the final pir of the Japanese Military will be enough to bring peace to thisnd?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. It will be! Without the JLF, thisnd will no longer bear any threat to the Holy Britannian Empire!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And yet here we are. You, the war princess of the Holy Britannian empire who knew no defeat, pushed into the corner by a newly formed rebel group.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia clenched her teeth and lunged towards Zero with hernce thrusted. But, the tip of hernce stopped just a few inches off of the chest of Zero’s burai.
<span style="font-weight:400">A creaking sound of metal being crushed echoed throughout the area as the Excalibur’s wed left hand held onto Cornelia’snce, preventing it from going any further.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then I will defeat you! I will crush you here and then the Japan Liberation Force!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Even if the Japan Liberation Force disappears, another group of rebels will form. And another. And another. Until one strong enough to oppose you appears, and plunge thisnd into war once again.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then I will keep on crushing them one by one!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And when will it end?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia, who had been trying to push thence forward and pierce Zero’s cockpit, stopped.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Will it end until you have no more army? When every single one of your men had died? Or when you die and leave those who care about you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Euphie’s figure shed across her mind, and Corneliapletely froze, stunned by his words.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Excalibur let go of thence, and it lowered down to the ground as Cornelia’s arm lost its strength.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You will never be able topletely snuff out the fires of rebellion, oh princess of the Holy Britannian Empire. For war begets war, and the cycle of suffering and revenge will never break if you try to end it with even more suffering.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cornelia fell silent, for she knew that Zero spoke the truth.
<span style="font-weight:400">She had seen it countless times… She had attained many victories. Defeated armies. Nations. Yet, every single time, no matter how thoroughly andpletely she believed she had won, there would always be an incursion from a rebel group.
<span style="font-weight:400">No matter how many she snuffed out, they would always appear. And they would continue to appear, prolonging the war, and plunging both sides deeper into the cycle of suffering and hatred.
<span style="font-weight:400">She knew it all too well. For she had seen it and experienced it more times than she had victories.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you think I wish for war? Do you think I revel standing on a ground soaked with the blood of my enemies and allies?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No. That is why you stand here now, alive.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Zero’s burai took a step forward and faced the slightly taller customized Gloucester head on.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You wish for peace. That is why you fight so hard. To ensure there would be peace after conquest. You believe you’d be able to do it, even though no one in history could have done it, because you are powerful.
<span style="font-weight:400">But you’re wrong, Cornelia. No matter how skilled you are with a knightmare andmanding an army, you are, in the end, still human. And the peace you seek will note if you seek it by waging wars.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Zero turned around, exposing the most vulnerable point of a knightmare frame in front of Cornelia. Yet, Cornelia stood unmoving even though she was given ample opportunity to strike down themander of her opposing army.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Peace is built not by a mountain of corpses and bullets. They could only be built uponpassion, consideration, understanding, and willingness to ept differences.
<span style="font-weight:400">If you don’t have suchpassion, find someone who does. And help them realize their wish to bring peace into thisnd.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Zero began to move away, and the Excalibur followed closely behind as Cornelia stood there frozen.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The next time we meet, I sincerely hope that we stand together side by side, not as enemies, but as allies, trying to forge a path towards peace.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">A small, bright ball of red flew to the sky and burst into a small, red firework, lighting up the dark, night sky with a crimson hue.
<span style="font-weight:400">Karen looked up from within the cockpit of her Guren and saw it through the top monitor screen. It was the re Zero fired to signal all participating members of the ck Knights that they’ve seeded in their objectives and to retreat to their designated rendezvous point.
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked back down, and beneath the feet of her Guren was the Lancelot with its head within the grasp of her right hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was just about to pull the trigger, her thumb already right above the button to unleash Guren’s lethal Radiant Wave Surger. But she stopped when she heard the re and recalled Mordred’s words.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t kill the pilot of the Lancelot. He’ll be needed for the sake of peace in Japan.”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked at the Lancelot once again. The White Knight who had defeated many of her friends and pushed them to the brink multiple times before they meet Zero and Mordred.
<span style="font-weight:400">But in the end… She let go of the Lancelot’s head, stepped off its body, and left.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">You better exin to me in more detail why I should spare the white knightter, Mordred.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She let out a sigh and felt the strength leaving her body as the tenseness of battle left her with the end of the operation.
<span style="font-weight:400">Instead, a feeling of happiness and relief that they’ve safelypleted their objectives filled her. She couldn’t wait to report back, meet everyone, and rub her victory over the Lancelot to Mordred’s face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now, he’s not the only one who has defeated Lancelot anymore.
<span style="font-weight:400">Karen left with a light heart, leaving Lancelot and Suzaku on the ground, confused, rattled, and disappointed.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">I lost… Again…</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">First to the Excalibur. A masterpiece and weapon of destruction though lost to history, now found and wielded by a monster.
<span style="font-weight:400">And now… to the Crimson Knightmare, an extremely advanced knightmare frame created by the Japanese and wielded by a simrly skilled pilot.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even with Lancelot, the supposedly first ever seventh-generation knightmare with technologies surpassing most existing knightmare frames in the world, he still lost.
<span style="font-weight:400">Utterly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anger, frustration, and disappointment filled his heart as he recalled the battle he had with the Excalibur and the Crimson Knightmare.
<span style="font-weight:400">And by the end of it, emptiness was all he felt.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was a soldier… What use was a soldier if he couldn’t defeat his enemies and protect the people whom he swore to protect. What use was a soldier who kept on losing… over and over again…?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Suzaku…”
<span style="font-weight:400">He tilted his head up and looked forward, towards the screen. There, he saw Cecile’s figure, looking at him with a soft smile and worried eyes as she spoke with a warm, gentle voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The operation is over… The ck Knights have made their retreat. An order for retreat has also been announced. You should return now and take a rest.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...I understand.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Suzaku nodded and raised the Lancleot back to its feet, and began making his way back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There’s no need to worry… Although you could’ve done better, you were too distracted from your previous order and too worried about the Viceroy’s safety. You would’ve won if you could put all your focus on the battle.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her gentle,forting words resounded within the cockpit of Lancelot. Yet, it only served to make Suzaku more frustrated with himself as she clenched onto his controls harder.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s no excuse, Miss Cecile… I lost… No matter the reason, I lost…”
<span style="font-weight:400">He shook his head lifelessly, and silence filled his cockpit as Cecile simply looked at him worriedly without a word.
<span style="font-weight:400">A few momentster, Suzaku smiled softly, helplessly, towards Cecile and lowered his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sorry, Miss Cecile. But… May I be allowed to get a few days off to clear my mind. I would like to return to school… It has been quite a while since I’ve gone.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cecile smiled in return and nodded softly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. You may go after you’ve given your report and pass your postoperative health examination.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you very much.”