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

Chapter 153 What is a Chaldean Succubus (Second Time)

"Anyway, you see, I didn't go to play cards with Mr. Diglis for nothing."

In the Lion's Mane's interrogation room, the lighting provided increased brightness.Fujimaru Ritsuka in the wheelchair was gently waving a thick piece of parchment with ultramarine and white ultramarine and white Ultramarine emblems to everyone present, including the prisoners whose sensory abilities had been liberated. file.

Judge Hastings squinted his eyes, trying to focus his still somewhat blurry vision on the file.He had served on the Imperial Regent's Psionics Council for 32 years, and had some access to some of the Ultramarines' internal standard files.Therefore, he quickly recognized from the format of the title that it obviously belonged to a type of "investigation report", and what exactly was the content of its investigation - the inquisitor's currently injured eyes are indeed a bit inconvenient, but he is not blind enough to recognize it. No photos of myself.

A little ominous premonition came to his mind: "What is that? Where did you get it from?"

He actually already had the answer in his heart, but he still had the last faint hope until Fujimaru Ritsuka's light reply completely shattered it: "It is an index of records of your service under the Imperial Regent, with some comments from colleagues. Something like that. I said I wanted to know what kind of person you are, and Mr. Diglis gave me this."

Of course, the actual process was not so lighthearted, and she even had some verbal negotiations with the director of the think tank, but it was too troublesome to unfold.So, she directly collapsed all the above into a certain result: "Besides, during the job transfer process of the person involved, it is not a matter of course for the employee's resume to be sent from the original position to the new position."

"What did you say?" Judge Hastings yelled.

"I asked you to come over from the Psionics Council. The chairman has already agreed to this matter." Fujimaru Ritsuka put the stack of papers back on his lap without any intention of looking through them. "Of course , it depends on what you mean. If you don’t want to come, you can go back with this file and return it to the archives of the Ultramarines as if nothing happened today."

"What kind of trick is this?"

"It's not a 'trick'." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained calmly, "From my perspective, there is a psyker girl on my ship who has just awakened her talent. She needs a teacher who can guide her abilities safely and correctly; From the perspective of the Imperial Regent, his political wisdom tells him that he cannot have [-]% trust in anyone or anything, and must make plans for anyone's betrayal or the failure of any plan. He would hope to place someone next to me who is not so Someone who trusts me as his go-to guy, and I don't care, even welcome that. You happen to be perfect for both."

Sevatar shifted uncomfortably aside.

"With all due respect, Miss." He seemed a little reluctant when he spoke, but the sentences that followed were as smooth as if he had rehearsed them hundreds of times in private, "In the process of political games, sometimes we do For some reasons, we have to (he reluctantly emphasized this word very strongly) to welcome spies from another camp to our side. But we will also choose a more suitable one under certain conditions. candidate."

"Inquisitor Sybil Hastings, Order of the Holy Hammer, Purist, psyker, but also wary of psionic energy itself. Due to his own reasons and past experience, he is wary of all 'Emperor's Miracles' He has a slightly overly cautious attitude." Fujimaru Ritsuka pretended to flip through the file on his lap, but actually just recited the above brief information, "I'm pretty sure he perfectly satisfied the needs of both parties, maybe in a short time We couldn't have chosen a better candidate."

"Don't change the subject, you know that's not what I meant." The helpless Savita chose to go straight to the point: "Generally speaking, we don't think that a guy who may cause personal safety problems to important people can be called 'suitable' candidate'."

"——It's Sibylla." Almost at the same time as these words, Judge Hastings couldn't help but speak out and corrected an error in the pronunciation of his own name.There were obviously some more unfriendly words behind this sentence, but they were covered up by Savita who suddenly raised his voice.

"That's okay, I'm very lucky." Fujimaru Ritsuka shrugged indifferently, and then turned to the other side, "I'm sorry I mispronounced it, I didn't notice the sound change..."

"There's no sound change at all, your country accent is completely unknown-"

"Almost 4 years ago, this word was indeed more widely pronounced as 'Sibyl'. By the way, it was still a female name at that time, and it was passed down as the name of a famous witch and prophet." Fujimaru Ritsuka Once again, he casually changed the topic, "Speaking of this, I'm quite curious: it is said that the name can affect a person's destiny. So Judge Hastings, do you have any special talent in prophecy?" The judge himself looked deeply offended and closed his mouth without saying a word.On the other hand, Savita was happy: "This is the first time I've heard of this."

"Maybe Ranma Locke, after all, this kind of detailed historical knowledge is still relatively unpopular, but you are definitely not." Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is very aware that the current Sevita has brought a fantasy supplement pack, pointed out, "Mozart's "Requiem" 'furious' In the third sentence of the paragraph, the Sibylla "as David and Sibylla said" is the Latin form of the word Sibyl. I had not thought of the latter. After so many years, the pronunciation of the spelling will change to the former——"

"——We shouldn't let the topic focus on one name." Lan Malok reminded. "It seems that we were originally discussing how to deal with this inquisitor who has obviously crossed the line."

Judging from his unkind words, he was clearly still brooding over the fact that the array of cogitators on his ship had been attacked by the Tech-Priests.But for Fujimaru Ritsuka, who didn't know there was such a section, she finally realized that the reason why the inquisitor appeared in the interrogation room on the Lion's Mane seemed not just because of "Savi" Ta borrowed a place from a cousin who was barely an acquaintance" for such a simple reason.

"Speaking of this, I haven't asked you about your attitude." She tried her best to turn the wheelchair in the direction of the Dark Angel. "Before I made the decision to take him to my ship, what did you think? Planned?"

This question, which itself had no profound meaning, suddenly put Lan Malok's train of thought into knots.I don’t know what he was thinking during this period of time. In short, the final result was that the breathing grid, which was very similar to the knight’s armor, was silent for a full two seconds, and reluctantly choked out a sentence. : "It's all at your discretion."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned by this completely unexpected answer, but Savita behind her immediately laughed loudly without any scruples.The girl in the wheelchair didn't realize what happened at all. The two space warriors present had already, or in other words, finally started to use the topic to quarrel with each other.

Amidst a series of noises such as "Look at your coward!" and "Are you very good?", Fujimaru Ritsuka let out a long sigh and once again turned to the prisoner locked in the center of the room: " How about it? Inquisitor Hastings, are you coming?"

The Inquisitor, who had also witnessed all this farce, had a tense face, and the firm look in his eyes clearly indicated that he had found the next task for himself that should be explored, studied, and executed.

"Okay." He said, "But I suggest you be mentally prepared. Sooner or later, I will dig out all your details and show them to everyone."

Judge Hastings is now very suspicious that this "little girl" named Fujimaru Ritsuka has mastered some technology that can tamper with other people's consciousness without anyone noticing, and that even Space Marines can be tricked.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain to himself what he just saw.

　Miwu (six o'clock)

　　In fact, at the beginning, I wrote a short composition about Lan Mallock's mind in two seconds, but the more I wrote it, the funnier it became, emphasizing a person who thought a lot but was completely fighting for the air... I didn't feel that I had a good grasp of it. It's not like a space warrior, but rather like a maid that the queen gave to the favored newcomer chosen this year after she didn't want it, and then deleted it (peaceful).

　　All in all, this is the central idea. Please feel free to think about it (you).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)