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

Chapter 18 The Governor is also a worker

"...I sincerely apologize to you for my previous neglect, Mr. Fujimaru." Planetary Governor Jessamine Dwyer lowered his eyes and smiled as respectfully as possible, "I'm sorry for the unnecessary details. It wasted your precious time."

Fujimaru Ritsuka had already expected such a scene. After all, the Sky Eagle Scepter gifted by the Emperor had this symbolic meaning in the current empire.

After figuring out that the long staff is not just a long-distance channel stabilizer that can connect the Emperor's psychic energy, but also includes personal identification, data encoding authentication, Imperial Thinker access probes, the highest overwrite authority for logical circuits, etc. After actually being "a symbol of almost unlimited power in the empire", she seriously considered locking this thing in a cabinet and never taking it out.Until Somni bluntly reminded her that if she wanted to travel around the empire and do something in the meantime, it wouldn't be possible.

But in fact, the scepter gifted by the Emperor is indeed still locked in the stasis field on the Storm Frontier. The one that Fujimaru Ritsuka is holding in her hand was compiled by her using ether through conceptual projection. A temporary copy - something originally created with spiritual energy, it is normal for it to be parsed into spiritual base data.

In the personal identification number of this scepter, Fujimaru Ritsuka is defined as "the Emperor's hand-chosen envoy to the throne", and is endorsed by the electronic seals of the Throne Hall, the Astronomical Hall, and the High Lords Council.Theoretically, she has the power to mobilize all imperial armed forces, including the Imperial Guard, to clear the way for her own purposes - of course, only in theory.Ritsuka knew her level well. Subjectively, she had no intention of doing so. Objectively, she probably couldn't adjust anything really important when facing the commander of the imperial army.

Of course, the words "Emperor's personal choice" seem very ridiculous in the current empire.Even the uneducated savage on the most remote planet knows that the Lord of Mankind has sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years and has never spoken a word.If the Emperor cannot speak, where does the personal selection come from?
This caused some minor trouble and confusion when she contacted local law enforcement teams and the government. The commissioner of the local Ministry of Justice even wanted to arrest her and throw her in jail.The person who finally broke the deadlock was the Astropath from the Imperial tax ship: He passed by by chance, and as a blind man, he naturally used his psychic tentacles to detect the surroundings. He accidentally glanced in the direction of Ritsuka, and then died tragically. He screamed and fainted.

Ten seconds later, he woke up tremblingly and claimed that he had seen a corner of the emperor: Fujimaru Ritsuka's soul shone with an extremely dazzling golden light, that kind of light he was extremely familiar with and would never forget - that was when he officially When he became an Astropath, he was imprinted with the mark of resisting the erosion of Chaos, and the light that belonged to the Lord of Mankind protected his soul but also burned his body.

The riot ended in an anticlimactic manner and lasted about an hour and two 10 minutes.Maybe there are still people who have varying degrees of doubts and vigilance about Fujimaru Ritsuka's identity, or maybe they have other positive or negative... more fanatical thoughts about her because of what the astropaths saw, but in the right time, the Planetary Governor After they stepped forward and apologized with a smile to smooth things over, these people at least understood that they had better reserve their opinions for the time being, so as not to destroy the current stable atmosphere.

Governor De Vere lowered his profile so low that he did not even look like the ruler of a planet.Fujimaru Ritsuka thought she would feel somewhat embarrassed or uncomfortable because of this, but when she actually saw the governor doing this, the first thing she felt was a slight sadness and sadness.

Jasmine Deville must have done this condescending gesture so expertly because she had done it countless times before.

Judging from the appearance alone, Governor De Vere is a serious, dignified, middle-aged woman with gray hair when her face is expressionless.The archive records of the empire show that she has just passed two hundred years old. According to the standards of the empire, she is still in the prime of life. However, her face already shows a kind of lingering influence caused by long-term accumulation and stacking. The haggardness of not going away.Her brown eyes originally showed a kind of calmness like a deep pool, reflecting everything in front of her calmly like a mirror, but when she decided to smile flatteringly, all the above were dissolved into a kind of ridiculousness. And despicable.

What was left behind was a poor man who, in Fujimaru Ritsuka's opinion, seemed to be stiff and artificial in complimenting him. He actually didn't want to do it but had to do it.

Undoubtedly, her movements, language and demeanor when doing this are all very skillful, but due to the indescribable slight deviation, it gives people an unwilling sense of violation in the ethereal feeling.If flattery can be regarded as a skill, Governor Deville's level is undoubtedly that of a master who has been tempered for many times, but if he goes up to the next level... he lacks some talent.

Fujimaru Ritsuka did get a glimpse of something from this, but she did not think she was qualified to judge it.She just suppressed her embarrassment and tried to maintain a calm attitude as much as possible, and simply responded to the other party:

"No problem, this is also necessary vigilance, especially in the border areas of the empire." She really didn't want to waste time on meaningless verbal exchanges or red tape, so she started to tell lies with her eyes open, "But as you said , the situation now counts every minute: there is definite evidence that Eldar troops have penetrated into this world and are close to the First City. I believe that the department that went to inspect the battle damage will soon confirm this, Madam Governor."

"what do you mean……"

"While it looks like there are some celebrations going on in your area, I regret that I have to spoil everyone's fun."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked directly at Governor De Vere, his light amber eyes unwavering: "The whole city is under martial law, stop all celebrations, and ask everyone to stay in the building as much as possible and not to wander around. I need to prevent the aliens from wandering around. Fishing in troubled waters among human beings, you should also protect your own people. Then, while hunting for aliens, I also need to know what attracts them to this planet."

+It's you, master of lies. +Kuzzi replied cheerfully in the chat communication.

Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored him and just stared at the Governor-General in front of him: "More specifically, I need you to order a stop to the recent parades in the city now, and then we need to talk alone, Ms. Deville."

To her surprise, the planet governor did not show any dissatisfaction or hesitation when faced with these sentences. He even showed a vague look of relief when he heard more specific orders:

"Okay, Mr. Fujimaru, everything will be done according to your wishes."
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Savita took Alita back to the cargo station in a somewhat embarrassed state.

After all, he was once the First Captain of the Night Lords.Even if he had nothing now, as long as he used some of the skills from the past, it would be easy to take a little girl away from the crowd without attracting attention and march back to a certain location.

He successfully sneaked into the building without alerting anyone, sent the groggy Alita back to the dormitory where she was currently staying, and watched her staggering back to her room.Then, he returned to the hangar, wanting to at least put the weapon he had scraped together with what he could get his hands on in a more accessible place—

——He smelled blood in the darkness, which made Sevatar freeze in place.

What made him so nervous was not the pure blood energy, nor the things behind them that Sevatar had long been accustomed to.He was very accustomed to the smell of blood, so he could even distinguish the blood that was not human, and could also smell the echo of the fearful wail of the Eldar that remained in the blood.What made him unable to even move his steps was something more direct yet more obscure, something sharper yet more indescribable... an almost instinctive intuition.

He realized that this was because Conrad Curze emerged from the darkness.His genetic father wanted him to notice him, and he couldn't say no.

"I didn't expect you to be so precious to that little girl." Coz's tone was pleasant.But after being surprised, Sevatar discovered based on her understanding of him that the happiness was forced, and there was an almost innocent cruelty and self-destructive despair hidden underneath.

This made him feel as if a piece of ice had fallen into his stomach, and at the same time he felt a strange sense of relief: When Koz behaved "abnormally" like this, it usually meant that something terrible was going to happen next; but when Koz When Zi was acting "abnormal," to Sevatar, it was more "normal."He couldn't help but sneer to himself inwardly, which probably meant that they had never encountered a situation that wasn't bad.

"I just did what I should do." Sevita carefully chose the words she used, "Alita is a good person, and she deserves a longer life."

He was prepared to have a debate with Coates on this issue.In an instant, he had conceived some ideas that the other party might put forward, and also thought about how he should counterattack accordingly, but Coz seemed uninterested in doing so.

"She has no 'longer life'." The giant in the darkness said in Nostramo language, hissing like a poisonous snake's curse.

Sevatar instinctively became angry because of this, but in an instant, his reason told him that Conrad Coze would never lie about such a thing.

The anger was suppressed, and Sevatar advised herself to calm down.He raised his head and asked his genetic father: "Why do you say that?"

Kurtz was silent for a while, as if he was weighing something.After weighing it, he decided to speak:
"...Fujimaru Ritsuka." He said, "She has put forward some different views on the 'prophecy' matter, and I am trying to verify them. Although I still feel that she takes many things too much for granted..."

Like a wisp of ghost, he slid silently closer to Savita, looking at his former company commander in the almost lightless hangar with his pure black eyes.

"But I have to admit, she might be right about something." He whispered ghostly.

Savita resisted the slight psychological discomfort caused by these actions and tried to bring the discussion back on track: "...I don't see how this has anything to do with our topic."

"The connection is that your future is different, Cy." Cozz withdrew his gaze and returned to a distance where both parties felt more comfortable. "You know, when I meet someone for the first time, I often say Being able to see the last moments of their lives...your last moments are different than when we first met."

"If you're here just to tell me how I'm going to die, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested."

Coates turned a deaf ear to this and continued to talk on his own:

"The change happened when you decided to disembark. Or maybe it wasn't, and I just suddenly saw it at that time. The inside of the ship was 'different,' so either hypothesis makes sense."

"I'm not very interested in my future—"

"——I didn't say I saw your future, when I saw my own."

Sevatar stared at Curze in confusion.His original form now seems to be a little crazy when talking, but seems to be very calm in his demeanor.He believed that Midnight Ghost would not lie about these things, but he could not tell whether what he said was true or false.

"I saw my own future, Yago Severtarion." Curze's tone was as if he was dreaming. "When you decided to disembark, the originally endless future collapsed into a clear path. I saw that I was very close. I'll kill you on a certain day, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."

There was a clear murderous intention in these words, and even Sevatar couldn't help but feel chills standing on end.But this basic physiological reaction could not overwhelm Astartes' reason. After a brief surprise, he decided to accept this reality:

"...So you decided to let the future develop according to this prophecy, so you came to kill me?"

"I don't know." Coz said this, but there was no confusion in his tone. "I said, I am testing some ideas. At least this time, I will watch things develop naturally."

"Since you have made your decision, why do you have to have this conversation?" Savita admitted, holding back some anger as if he had been tricked.After a brief thought, he decided to let them flow into his tone, making the already unfriendly sentences sound even more unfriendly: "Did you sneak here just to tell me that Alita will die early?!"

"More than that." There was a look on Coz's face as if he had succeeded in his mischief. "I also want to tell you how she died."

"——What's the point of this?!" Sevita's roaring voice echoed in the hangar, but Curze turned a deaf ear to it:
"She was killed by you, Sai." The judge who could see into the future made a cruel verdict.

"In that omen, you killed her first, and then I came to kill you."

There's some vicious smile underneath this sentence.

　Li Ben Lixiang: The tea-making skills of the people on remote planets in your empire are really not good enough.

　　Riddler Curze: It’s so fun to play tricks on yourself×
　　
　
(End of this chapter)