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

Chapter 2 Destined
"I have no doubts about the order, Primarch. I know that even at trial, the accused has the right to defend himself." Shen whispered in soft Nostramo, "What I worry about is..."

He was stuck, with a troubled expression on his face, as if his language system was suddenly disconnected here, and he couldn't find the right words to express what he meant.He was stuck like this for three seconds, a long time for an Astartes, but no one, including the Primarch, urged him.

After a few awkward seconds, Shen seemed to be suddenly discouraged. He nodded and avoided Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze, sighing and saying: "You are always so kind..."

Indeed, she was too kind.Conrad Coates thought dissatisfied.Shen didn't dare to talk to him so hesitantly.But in an instant, he realized that the guard's words did not express what he understood, because the girl spoke again:

"I understand what you mean, Shen..." She also responded in the whispering Nostramo language, "Skolay Walker is also a member of the Legion and a descendant of Midnight, but he has committed a serious crime. Loss The error has been made, his identity is meaningless before the law, and his sophistry cannot shake the sentence that should be passed. I promise everyone here that I will never show undue tolerance for this. I need Hearing his testimony was not only a requirement of even the simplest of procedures, but also because I needed to know what kind of thoughts drove him and his family to commit such a crime. Undoubtedly, this is what I do A major failure of the Lord of Nostramo, so I have to know all the details. Never forget the past and be the teacher of the future. Only by knowing where you fell can you better avoid similar situations in the future. obstacles. This is the reason why I want to try the criminal in person. Do you agree with this reason?"

"So, I have no doubt. Your will will be done."

This series of explanations seemed very unnecessary to Conrad Coates, but Shen seemed to be convinced by it.The Steward bowed slightly to his Primarch, then turned and left the bridge, carrying out his simple task with a brisk pace that bewildered the Night Lords' true Primarch.

He was a Primarch and therefore could think of many things in a short period of time.At that moment, Konrad Coates analyzed the little information revealed in the previous conversation. On the one hand, he felt that Shen seemed to be weaker than when he was under his command (and despised this), and on the other hand, he felt that in a This was a matter of course for a mortal subordinate. At the same time, he was still wondering how Fujimaru Ritsuka could rely on such weak rule to command the entire Eighth Legion, and he also deduced how he would react in the same situation.But that moment was also very short, because immediately after, someone broke the tranquility in the darkness:

"Just like what Shen wanted to say, my lord, you are indeed too kind sometimes." This voice, speaking in Gothic without permission, came from the black-armored guards wearing helmets.

Konrad Curze recognized this voice. It was Argo Savitarion, one of the most suitable heirs for him, if not even one.Even under his own command, the First Captain of the Night Lords enjoyed a lot of favor and privileges due to his connivance.

But this is still too much.Even Sanguinius would reprimand someone who spoke without the permission of the Primarch on a formal occasion, and seemed to be an accusation against the Primarch himself.Even though it was not him who was being questioned, Konrad Coates was a little angry about it, because he realized from Sevita's confident tone and the indifferent attitude of others that this was by no means the first time something like this had happened.

In his mind, Yago Savitarion should not be so rude.And in the next moment, he realized that this instinctive idea did not come from the fact, but the embellishment of memory: Even to himself, Sevatar dared to say anything - even though he really did that Not so much.

Talk back to the present.The fact that such rude incidents can happen again and again has obviously something to do with the original body of the Night Lord.To Conrad Coates, this was a serious offense, but Fujimaru Ritsuka apparently did not take it personally.After this uninvited accusation came to light, she sighed softly and replied in High Gothic:

"I think you're right, Savitarion. I was too kind to Nostramo."

This sentence caused a little stir in the surrounding area.No one really made a sound, but Conrad Coates sensed some recognition, some confusion and panic.According to the rules of this field, Fujimaru Ritsuka as the original body should have exactly the same abilities as he did when he was the original body. She should also feel the same thing, but she did not give an explanation immediately.

She turned around and walked towards the huge observation window on the bridge.No one has any doubts about this action. Everyone knows that outside the window is the eternal night star, the source of evil, shining brightly in the darkness, covering Nostramo with the illusion of prosperity.

Fujimaru Ritsuka just looked down at the planet quietly for a few seconds, and then spoke again:
"I was too optimistic about its prospects, thinking that after bringing order and tranquility to it, justice would naturally sprout in the hearts of the residents of Nostramo." She reflected on herself, "I ignored the long-term accumulation of culture It has its own inertia, and it has forgotten how easily human beings can fall with the environment. This is a mistake I made, and I will work hard to correct it."

"So, you still have to give it another chance." Sevatar did not conceal the irony in his voice, "Even if you realize the disastrous consequences of being kind to this planet, you are still so kind. "Don't be so exaggerated, Severtalion. This consequence is indeed something that none of us want to see, but to describe it as 'catastrophic' is still a bit too exaggerated."

"——This is the third time! Even just the third time that I know! You know, I didn't join the legion with you at the beginning." Saiweita's voice was full of anger.

In Conrad Coates' experience, Sevatar rarely allowed himself to express such clear emotions, but his current tone was indeed... full of anger.

This fact, together with his accusation, confused Konrad Kurtz for about a microsecond, but in an instant he thought clearly: It is absolutely impossible to restrain Nostra with this mortal girl's too lenient means. It is extremely sinful. Such small acts of rebellion or overt and covert behavior must have happened many times, and each time it had an impact on the legion.

The angry accusation caused a minor commotion.The black-armored guards were shocked and immediately tried to stop their first company commander by various means including force, but this behavior was immediately stopped by the original body:
"It doesn't matter, let him continue." Fujimaru Ritsuka said calmly, "The anger is justified and is proof that he is still a human being. As a member of the Eighth Legion, one of the victims of Nostramo's poison , of course he has the right to be angry. This anger is not his own, it is the voice he made on behalf of the Legion. Therefore, whether as the master of Nostramo or as the commander of the Eighth Legion, I must bear this anger."

"But what else can I say? You are the master of the Legion, and you certainly know better than I do!" Yago Sevetarion's howl intensified with the permission of the Primarch, "Time and time again, time and time again, The new recruits of the Legion have been contaminated by scum and villains, the veterans have begun to form gangs, and the conflict between Nostramo and Terran people has intensified. This is just the surface! The deeper things these things bring about What about the hidden dangers? These things will involve your attention every time, and the progress of the expedition will be slowed down because of this... You can't always waste your time on these things that shouldn't happen!"

"...I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka closed his eyes, his expression mixed with pain and helplessness, "My fault. I have begun to make the legion lose confidence-"

"——You are not wrong, Night Star!" The Captain of the Night Lords roared sharply, but its content confused everyone, including Konrad Curze. "You make laws, you punish criminals, you change orders. A system where evil breeds, you bring hope to the eternal night, you bring order to chaos, your will and law are sown in the star sea with the Legion's expedition. There are already dozens of worlds that have fully accepted the rule of the Eighth Legion. It can be proved beyond a doubt that your kindness and fairness are definitely not wrong! You have done everything you promised, and you have failed no one, but Nostramo - it is Nostramo who has failed you many times!"

The act of shouting these words to the original body seemed to drain Yago Severtarion's physical strength. The giant in Terminator armor seemed to be shaky after the words fell, but he still stabilized with extraordinary perseverance. The figure changed to Nostramo in a stunned silence: "It's time for you to end this."

The language developed over time by this eternal night star is filled with so many aspirated consonants that even the normal speech of its speakers sounds like some kind of vicious hiss.And in the mouth of Savita, who was almost out of strength now, these words sounded like the sigh of a dying person.

I don’t know whether it was because of Sevatar’s excessive behavior or the strong emotions he revealed in this narrative. In short, after his words fell, the bridge was silent for a few seconds.

Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka broke it with a dry voice:
"I'm not sure I can do it this time, but I'll try my best-"

"——I mean, Nostramo is not worth your efforts. It's time for you to end this." Saiweita was angry but firm enough, "Completely."

"what?"

"You see, almost half of the fleet of the Eighth Army is on the track of Nostramo." The voice of the company commander was filled with almost equal amounts of pain and cruelty, "We even brought cyclone torpedoes. "

(End of this chapter)