Chapter Nineteen Violence

  In the name of the True Ancestor, I grant you all an equally peaceful death.

  The First Apostle is revered above all others.

  The big characters written in fresh blood on the wall, with the cup used by the third prince.

  The world was shocked and Brittany was outraged. The death of the three princes was a great shame for them, and this shame could only be washed away with blood.

  The second prince, Shunarez, finished his work in a flash and arrived at the 11th district three days after the death of the third prince, accompanied by Princess Cornelia.

  The two giants of Brittany simultaneously descended upon the First Apostle as the most formidable opponent.

  At the same time, the Second, Seventh, Ninth, Sixth and Eleventh Knights of the Round Table arrived simultaneously, and the entire 11th district was instantly filled with a sense of impending doom.

  The television began to loudly proclaim the doomsday of the First Apostle, and the people of Bretania believed that if the First Apostle dared to show his face, he would inevitably be arrested, and no one could escape in such a luxurious lineup.

  Unless... they're not human.

  Of course, nobody knows that the so-called first apostle was, very coincidentally, not human.

  "Why did you kill him." Lelouch asked me indifferently within the student council.

  "I just want everything to be over with." I said.

  ……

  "I heard you killed that person." CC asked after a while.

  "Yes, since he dares to imprison you, there must be a way to take his life."

  "Oh, so it turns out you killed him for me."

  "Of course."

  "One lie after another."

  ……

  Cornelia has arrived, and unexpectedly, Schniezel has also come. For the sake of so-called imperial honor, it doesn't seem like his character.

  Or perhaps he simply wanted to see what kind of person the first apostle who killed the Third Prince was.

  As I walked down the street, I thought about this morning's events while heading towards the clothing store.

  This morning when I got up, Karen was making breakfast. Seeing this, many people may have misunderstood, so I need to explain.

  Kalinda's cultivation of Taiji has now reached a critical point, and in order to help her avoid some detours, I have decided to live with her so that I can understand her cultivation at all times and provide some helpful advice.

  Of course, living together, in order to show respect for Master, every morning's breakfast was made by Karen.

  This morning's breakfast was milk, bread, jam and a sandwich made of vegetables.

  When breakfast was about to end, CC got up. By the way, CC lives with me and it's convenient for us.

  Well, I don't know much about the specific situation either. Anyway, living with a beauty is great, even if nothing special happens, at least it's nice to look at.

  After getting up, CC asked Karen for breakfast and was told there wasn't any, then ordered pizza by phone.

  Just then I spoke up, "Every time I see you, you're always wearing the same clothes, why don't you change into something else?"

  "If you help me buy a piece of clothing, I'll be very grateful, but there's no time."

  "You don't have a job and you don't need to go to school, so you should have plenty of time."

  "Nonsense, troublesome, don't want to buy."

  Well, she's really a woman who does her own thing.

  Later on, I don't know what happened, but I vaguely agreed to help her buy clothes. Karen asked curiously, "But doesn't the teacher have student council work today?"

  "That kind of trouble, just skip it," CC said.

  "That kind of troublesome thing can be skipped." I said at the same time.

  "Well, Master, since you're here, can you help me buy a piece of clothing too? I've been eyeing that one for a long time, but never had the chance to get it."

  Kalen clasped her hands together in a pleading expression.

  "Alright." I nodded.

  "Hurray!" Kalin quickly said: "The address is XXX Street XX number store, 7th floor Elizabeth clothing specialty store, it's a very bright red skirt, very beautiful, Master just need to take a look can recognize..."

  So today I skipped school, had breakfast and left the rented villa, took a taxi to enter the bustling commercial street.

  "Let me go, please let me go."

  After turning a few corners, the building that Karen mentioned was right in front of them, but a noisy commotion came from beside it.

  Following the direction of the sound, a crowd had already gathered there. In the center was a woman with red long hair and large sunglasses covering half her face.

  Her pale arm was grasped by a rough big man and she was struggling hard.

  The sound just now came from her mouth.

  After walking over and listening carefully for a while, I finally understood what had happened.

  A rough-looking stall owner sells cute trinkets, a pink-haired girl buys several and tries to leave without paying, but gets caught by the big man.

  "I've already paid!" The girl said loudly as she saw people around her pointing and staring at her.

  "Nonsense." The big fellow shouted loudly around, "If you paid the money, I can still catch you and not let go."

  By this time, I was already certain that the big fellow was telling a lie.

  The reason is simple: a girl with pink hair has status and wouldn't possibly not pay for some small accessories.

  With her worth, she can even buy 11 districts with plenty of money left over, let alone a small accessory stall.

  The princess, Euphemia, Cornelia's most beloved younger sister.

  I didn't expect her to come here with Cornelia, the 11th district is almost a battlefield, how can she let her own sister come to this war-torn place?

  It's really unbelievable.

  She has so much confidence in herself, and also in the so-called Second Prince, Shunazeru.

  No matter what, she is Rurushu's sister after all, a existence similar to first love.

  Although I don't know if this is how the world works, it's still right to help her out.

  After pushing through the crowd and walking in, under everyone's astonished gaze, a slap sent the big man flying out, flying straight for over ten meters.

  "Trash." I snorted and turned around to leave.

  "Wait... just wait a minute!" Yufimia chased after me and blocked my way.

  "Is anything wrong?" I frowned and asked.

  "Why use violence." She wasn't thanking him, but questioning.

  I like it.

  "Violence cannot solve all problems."

  "At least it can solve a lot of trouble." I looked at her impatiently, for Euphemia, all I had was sympathy and no good feelings, unlike Shari who wanted to change that outcome.

  Compared to Xia Li's persistence in love, Euphemia's innocence has little attraction to me.

  If necessary, I can kill her.

  But I couldn't do the same thing to Charley, and that's the difference between the two.