How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 146 Stealing fruits from Ultramar

Among the chicken feathers in Conrad Coates' cell, only Fujimaru Ritsuka could still yawn without any psychological burden: the blanket was warm, the bed was soft, and she was really sleepy.

At this time, Chaldea's Master still didn't know what he would face after returning to the Storm Boundary.She could still face the storm between the two primarchs, one loyal and one traitor, regardless of her own affairs, and silently shouted: "I want to get off work" as she gradually leaned on the bed.

She is a mortal and a patient with unrecovered injuries. After going through such an experience that would inevitably make even the Imperial Regent feel exhausted, it is understandable that her physical strength could not hold on for the first time, right?
All in all, even if the sky fell, Guilliman was there to hold her up. She closed her eyes without any psychological burden. When she opened them again, she found that she had been sent to the horse with a blanket and a wheelchair. In a room in Kuragg's Glory.

"How long have I slept?" She got out of the blanket, looked around, and after making sure there was no one else, she quietly asked the air in the room.Following this question, Arjuna appeared out of thin air very naturally, and while approaching the coffee table next to the sofa, he answered: "About an hour and a half. During this period, the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman was talking to the Primarch of the Night Lords. Resolve some 'personal grudges'. By the way, the regent still wants to talk to you alone."

"I think you still have some prejudices against Conrad." There was only his own heroic spirit here, so Fujimaru Ritsuka's words immediately became casual, "Although if you fight with him, I will definitely turn against you, but I still I hope you two don’t get into a fight.”

Arjuna picked up a fruit that looked like an apple but had a slightly pink skin from the fruit plate on the coffee table. He looked at it for a moment, and then took out a fruit knife apparently produced by the Empire from nowhere. , began to peel it: "As long as you are a servant who knows the relevant past circumstances, it is impossible to have no prejudice against him. I can guarantee that I will not actively provoke conflicts, but..."

"I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka's reply was ruthless, "If you feel that he is causing trouble, just call him back. Sometimes he does seem to be looking for trouble."

She paused briefly and added, "And I guess we'll have to kick him off the Stormbound crew soon."

Taking eighty Night Lords and taking five thousand Night Lords are obviously two different concepts.The former could be automatically understood by the Imperial people they met as "Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly raised some Chaos war gangs as thugs with the authority of the Inquisitor", while the latter obviously did not have "I want to rebel" written on his face.

What's more, when the Emperor originally assigned the corresponding expedition mission to Konrad Curze, he intended to allocate them to "a standard Codex regiment level of troops", but judging from the number of Night Lords remaining now Look, the mission goal has been achieved five times and there are still some corners to go - not to mention there are still more than 4000 usable gene seeds.If Fujimaru Ritsuka Shishi opens his mouth and claims the ownership of these gene seeds first, then in the eyes of the Empire loyalists, this is really "intolerable".

Regarding the remaining 5000 people and gene seeds, as well as the haphazardly assembled fleet used by this group of Night Lords when they came to the outer reaches of the galaxy, these issues of deployment, management, monitoring and distribution have obviously been covered by the eyes. Robert Guilliman had to take over the job that had not been taken care of.Besides, the Imperial Regent was talking to Curze.She didn't believe that the former would not mention this issue.Based on this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was naturally happy to have some leisure time, and was willing to comment on the final results obtained by the two of them.

But if Guilliman really decides to detain these more than 5000 Night Lords... this will really cost the food of the Five Hundred Worlds.

Fujimaru Ritsuka threw these wild speculations out of his mind without resorting to them.Arjuna had no opinion on this inference, but he was obviously happy about it.

While this conversation was going on, he had begun to cut the peeled fruits into small pieces and pile them on a small silver plate.But at the end of the cut, he and Fujimaru Ritsuka discovered that this fruit that looked like an apple had no core inside. It seemed that except for the decorative pedicle, the entire fruit was edible.

What was originally a serious topic immediately went off the rails because of the strange structure of the imperial fruit.The two ancient people studied together this variety that was obviously genetically optimized and bred specifically for human consumption. Except that "it looks like an apple, but tastes like a crisp peach", of course Nothing has been researched.But anyway, the two of them didn't really want to research anything.Fujimaru Ritsuka was handed a small fork, and Arjuna directly took the fruit knife in his hand. The two of them just cut into pieces... a whole fruit, let's call it "apple peach", which cost about Finished eating in 5 minutes.After all this was over, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly reacted: "We ate other people's fruits without consent. Wouldn't it be bad?"

As a "God-given hero", Arjuna obviously has no such worries about looking forward and backward.While simply clearing the table, he said in a matter-of-fact manner: "The fruit plate placed in the reception room is just for guests to eat."

"What you said makes sense, but..." At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who recalled the more than 300 imperial standard court etiquette (simplified version) taught by Tavitz himself, felt a rare guilty conscience.But she had obviously lost the time that could have been used to cover up the scene - at this moment, even mortal ears could clearly hear the special noise coming from the corridor when the Armor of Destiny was operating.

The team behind the imperial regent who came through the door was further streamlined: the leader of the Nova Warriors Chapter was missing, the Imperial Guards guard did not follow him, and the director of the Tigris Think Tank did not know where he was. Another person who filled his position was The Registrar of the Ultramarines Sub-Regiment who appeared in the Psychic Council - Fujimaru Ritsuka's Imperial heraldry is actually just like that. To see this step is already considered her extraordinary performance.

Very few people came in, specifically the regent himself and a think tank scribe.I don’t know if this saved Ritsuka Fujimaru’s life or made things worse.Because Guilliman obviously saw the remaining peels on the separate plate when he entered the door, and raised his eyebrows: "You are quite comfortable."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shrank in embarrassment because of this, but then she still managed to muster up a little momentum: "I'm hungry! And the fruit plate placed in the waiting room is just for people to eat! "

Guilliman shook his head in annoyance and amusement. Obviously, neither of them regarded the other as an outsider.With the high position of Imperial Regent and the power that Fujimaru Ritsuka had, this should have been a strange thing, but it just happened.

"This is not an ordinary 'reception room'." The Imperial Regent deflected the topic indifferently, "I will use this place when I have some questions that I don't want others to hear. I always wanted to ignore this problem. ——This is entirely due to my own inappropriate preferences, but everything that has happened recently has increasingly highlighted the importance of this issue."

While saying these words, he also motioned to the Registrar next to him to sit on the chair specially made for the Astartes.Fujimaru Ritsuka realized the seriousness of the next topic, and straightened her back, which was leaning on the wheelchair: "I would like to hear the details, and I will tell you everything I know."

"Please wait a moment, not all the people I want to participate in the discussion are here yet. I hope I can listen to multiple opinions at once." Guilliman said, "I think he should be here soon."

As if in response to his words, after a few polite knocks on the door, the door to the room opened again - to the surprise of everyone present, the visitor was a man surrounded by four people wearing spirit bone masks. Guarded by heavily armed warriors, the Eldar Prophet.

"Allow me to introduce, this is Iliyan Natas. The prophet from the Ark of Uthwe." As the door closed, Guilliman said to everyone in the room who was surprised.

　Miwu (six o'clock)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)