Kôdo giasu: Hangyaku no rurûshu (2006–2012)
Charles: The former 17th heir to the Imperial Throne, Lelouch vi Britannia. It's been a long time, hasn't it, my errant son?
Lelouch: [struggles to lift his head] How dare you...!
Suzaku: [forces Lelouch's head down] You won't use your Geass.
Suzaku: Your Majesty, I have a request. Please, sire, allow me to join the Knights of the Round, the twelve strongest knights of the Britannian Empire.
Charles: As a reward for capturing Zero, is that it?
Suzaku: I told you before, Lelouch, that I was going to change this world from the inside.
Lelouch: Even if it means selling out your friends?
Suzaku: That's right.
Charles: Very well. I like the answer you just gave him. Now then, as a Knight of the Round I order you: cover up Zero's left eye.
Suzaku: Yes, Your Majesty.
[covers Lelouch's left eye and lifts his head up by the hair]
Charles: My unworthy son, who raised the banner of rebellion although he was a prince. Still, there's another way we can make use of him.
Lelouch: [gasps] What?
Charles: [Geass appears in both his eyes] I will rewrite your memory, about being Zero, about the death of your mother, about the very existence of Nunnally.
Lelouch: No... Geass...
Charles: You'll remember none of it. You'll just be insignificant.
Lelouch: [struggling against Suzaku] No, stop! You're stealing what's most precious to me again! First my mother, and now you're taking Nunnally!
Charles: Charles zi Britannia engraves into you...
Lelouch: Stop it!
Charles: False memories of a false life.
Lelouch: [screams in anguish]
Lloyd: Are you surprised?
Milly: [blinks] Uhhh...
Lloyd: Matchmaking dates are usually in hotels or restaurants.
Milly: Uh, I suppose that's true, but I'd heard you were a very unique person, Lord Asplund.
Lloyd: [works at computer] Unique! What a delightfully awful way to put it.
Milly: I'm surprised you're interested in a girl from the downgraded Ashford family after it lost its rank.
Lloyd: [turns to Milly] Oho! But I couldn't care less about loss of rank.
Cecile: Excuse me.
[sets down a tray of tea for Lloyd and Milly]
Milly: I'm sorry to trouble you.
Cecile: Not at all. Take your time.
Lloyd: No need for that.
Lloyd: Why draw it out? Let's get married.
Milly: That's it?
Lloyd: Getting cold feet?