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

Chapter 20: Magic versus magic is a bit outdated, prophecy must be used to fight prophecy
After leaving the room where he was talking to the Throne's envoy, Governor De Vere was stopped in the corridor by another... person.

Judging from the appearance alone, the person standing in front of her could hardly be called a human being: he was wearing a blue-gray cloak, and the wide hood hung down to cover most of his face, but he could still look very handsome. It is obvious that his outline has been obviously distorted.A giant bird-like beak protruded from the lower edge of the hood. His body shape was abnormally elongated compared to the past, his back was unnaturally arched, his body leaned forward, his entire chest appeared enlarged, and his shoulder blades were as uneven as mountains. It was bulging normally, and the knee was bent at a very wrong angle.

Not to mention the limbs exposed under his cloak - those covered with colorful feathers made up of mysterious symbols, as well as the obviously mutated fingers, claws and skin that were completely unlike human beings.

But Jessamine Deville isn't backing down.She stopped, glanced at the monster in the shadow, then looked away, and asked in a very cold voice:

"what's up."

A feeling of disgust beyond the limits of human endurance was enough to make her form questions into statements.Although the person standing in front of her heard the emotion behind these words, he obviously didn't care about it.

"It's nothing, Jessamine, I just came to see you." Raj Hastings - or, what used to be Raj Hastings, said in a feignedly affectionate manner, "I I heard that you had a conversation with the Throne's envoy, and I sincerely hope that you are not too embarrassed by the random requests made by those big shots."

"——Come on." Governor De Vere sneered, "Stop imitating Raj's tone, you blue-haired bastard. You only came here because I stopped the parade in the outer city."

The thing's voice immediately became oily and sticky, and the words it spoke were filled with uncomfortable howls and sharp tones.

"Hey... Jessamine, Jessamine, why don't you believe what I say?" Its voice scratched the governor's consciousness like a sudden sandstorm, "I'm serious, I just came to take a look. You - look at your useless death struggle! Do you think there is any use in hindering the ceremony now? The Lord of Changes has already been watching here, and the fate of this place has been connected in a thread, heading towards the result He promised. ! Do you think that breaking a thread on a huge tapestry will have a decisive impact? Or maybe you place your hopes on the throne envoy? Do you think that what she said to you is completely Isn’t there a lie? You were naive enough to think that she didn’t find anything, but you could—”

"——That's enough." Governor De Vere shouted coldly, "I know that I was already unforgivable when I acquiesced to Raj using that damn ritual to increase crop yields. I never expected that I could be safe and sound—— "

"--No, you will be safe and sound!" The thing shouted happily, and the voice was like some kind of big bird with an unpleasant sound. "I will make sure that you are safe and sound, because Zeth Chatty keeps his promise. The devil! Every nine hundred and ninety-nine ordinary souls are exchanged for 99 years of increased production, and the soul of Raj Hastings is exchanged for Jessamine Deville's 'security'! Zeth Chatty keeps his promise! Hahahahahahahaha... …”

The Governor opened her mouth to rebuke, but found that she could not move at all: her mouth and tongue were frozen in place, her vocal cords were as stiff as stone, and her body became completely beyond her control.Her soul was still well within her body, but her body betrayed her own will under the spell of the daemon Tzeentch.

——Always like this, always like this!This demon can control Dewyer's body with its evil magic.She has always been sober, always wanted to correct her mistakes, always wanted to atone for her sins, and even thought of dying to repent to the emperor and the people who had been pushed into despair. She was willing to throw her soul into the fire. Burned out - but she can never say the words that really need to be said at the right time, deliver the information that really should be delivered, or curse what should be cursed, and make herself kill herself...

She couldn't even cry.

"It's interesting to briefly think that you can still struggle, but under the gaze of the Master of Destiny, the future has its own direction. The sudden appearance of the throne envoy was indeed unexpected, but Under the guidance of Saint Tzeentch, no one else will come to this planet to disrupt the situation. Of course, a dull and ignorant person like you who has no way of seeing the endless branches of destiny in the changing sky cannot understand... It is late at night, Jessamine. For your own health, please go to bed early."

Jessamine Deville looked expressionless and said nothing.She walked towards her room step by step amid the harsh laughter of the Tzeentch demon that had taken over her friend's body.
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Think calmly and calmly deal with the current situation, Fujimaru Ritsuka.Now no one can give you the complete answer in this regard. You must judge everything calmly and prudently.

The last master of Chaldea said this to himself repeatedly.

Now she has succeeded in temporarily suspending the progress of the parade in the First City, but there is no guarantee-no, it is impossible to stop the ceremony itself.The ceremony has progressed to the point where it's just the last step, and no matter what the instigator is, there's no way the person who started it will give up.Observing who is making small moves to allow the ritual to continue is also a solution, but at this point in time, even if the mystery is solved...

...But I've never been good at this.

Fujimaru Ritsuka sat on the chair and messed up his hair.

Calm down, calm down, look for what you can do, look for your strengths.There are still two days left until the end of the ceremony, but we must also consider the possibility that the ninth day of the celebration will directly represent the success of the ceremony.In the final analysis, the specific effect of this ritual is still unclear, but it will take Chaos almost 100 years to lay out... No, you can't think like this. Speculating on Chaos's ideas is dangerous in every sense, and it must be done Come up with ways to break the situation without knowing the other party's purpose.

Advantage, advantage... The advantage of the enemy is that this is their home field. Even humans, who have been operating locally for so long, must have accumulated power that is difficult to shake, let alone the Chaos Demon.With such a long-term layout, it should be considered that they have also hidden some subspace portals that can be opened instantly in various ways to prevent things from developing into the need for armed conflict... No, maybe not.The empire's tax ship didn't seem to have any special reaction after it docked in Jestal, and was just carrying out the most ordinary work process. However, the symptoms of "blue-gray syndrome" were so obvious, and the technical officer himself was also a severe patient. It doesn't make sense that the officials on the tax ship were completely unaware of the Chaos contamination on the planet - wait, tax ship!
Fujimaru Titsuka stood up from his chair.

Taxes in the agricultural world are undoubtedly deducted from food, but the food grown on such a planet - no, the food that has been cultivated using uncertified technology and increased unreasonably in the past hundred years is impossible to think about. It is safe and pollution-free!Why didn’t the people on the tax ship react to this…

What will happen after this fleet leaves port, and how many empire worlds that food will become supplies for, just roughly imagining these things makes Fujimaru Ritsuka feel shivers down his spine.What to do, what to do... No, the tax fleet will start to leave the port in two days, and things may turn around...

She forced herself to calm down, but she could only manage to start thinking again.In order to relieve her anxiety, which had nowhere to vent, she had to start spinning around in circles in the one-third of an acre of land in front of her.

Advantages... Our advantages... Our advantages are almost non-existent.Perhaps under normal circumstances, we can easily escape when a conflict actually occurs, but if the incident that requires intervention is magnified to the scale of the entire planet, we will not have the advantage in terms of numbers or firepower.Although according to the Emperor, it is the same in this world. Any large-scale ceremony needs to have a symbolic "core" part. If it is destroyed, the ceremony will stop.At present, it seems that the "core" of this ritual is undoubtedly the "ancient ruins" dug out during the Great Crusade, but it must also be considered whether the act of destroying it will trigger a wave of subspace that affects the real universe, and even in the A subspace rift opens on this planet...

Wait a minute, that's right.

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly remembered those strange prophecies that Conrad Coates told her:

"You are a bit too 'golden' and hard for others to see clearly, but I can see the fate of others. I saw the battle barges of the Dark Angels chasing Sevatar to this planet, and I saw those mystics Ordinators were indiscriminately bombarding the entire world from orbit. I saw the land here burning, the houses crumbling, and none of the residents spared, but the destruction still came too late. They could not erase the real poisonous breach in this place, and the poison had already poured in. To the outside of the galaxy - what does it matter? Anyway, in this riddled empire, such things have long been commonplace. My suggestion is that we leave immediately, otherwise we may have to fight with this remote planet. The barren planet coexists in vain."

——Judging from the current situation, no matter whether the ritual succeeds or fails, the people on this planet may only have the ending of "no one is spared", and the same will cause a lot of subspace pollution at least here.The so-called "gap that really causes poison" may be understood as a newly opened subspace rift, and the "poison flowing out of the galaxy" may refer to the contaminated food collected in the tax fleet... Considering Conrad's predictions are damn accurate, so let's take these as things that are bound to happen - where is the Dark Angel?
Moreover, if I also believe that this planet is indeed not saved and needs to be destroyed with an extermination order to avoid greater damage, why are only the Dark Angels who have not yet arrived conducting orbital bombardment? ——
Zeth Chatty walked slowly down the simple corridor of the Governor's Palace.

It has never liked this place very much: too plain, too regular, too dull, too boring.But it doesn't matter, in two days' time, this entire planet will become part of the Tzeentch Demon Realm.At that time, as a meritorious official who has expanded the territory of the Lord of Changes, it certainly has the right to decorate this place that does not suit its taste as it pleases.

Zese Chati walked happily along the simple corridor of the Governor's Palace. Its deformed skin squirmed and reshaped strangely as it walked, gradually returning to the original appearance of Raj Hastings.

It will go to the room arranged by the governor for the throne envoy to eliminate this unstable factor that it has overlooked for a while.For this reason, it thought it best not to show itself... too obviously.Even if it is a Tzeentch demon, it still needs a little time to release its spell.

There were only two days left before its plan would be completely successful. This small change did not affect its mood.In fact, it sees this as Traeche's joyful mood giving rise to superfluous branches of his plan unknown to him, and it sees this as a reward of the glory of the Lord of Change.

It’s just that changes, although good, may affect greater outcomes.Even Tzeentchian daemons have to bear the pain when acting for a certain purpose.

It has not yet met the throne envoy, but it does not feel there is any problem with its strategy.It does not think that it cannot defeat the opponent in battle, nor does it think that it is a big deal to wipe it out without anyone knowing: it is normal for the throne envoy to disappear, not to mention the important officials on this planet and the taxing ship They have all become its puppets.Perhaps the envoy himself would hide some sacred object that reported the survival situation, but it was impossible for the team investigating the matter to reach Jestal within two days.

Everything will develop as planned by the Architect of Destiny, and nothing else will come near the planet in the next two days to interfere with the ceremony.It has almost seen a smooth road in front of it——

——Until it opened the door to its destination and found that the room was already empty.

Zeth Chatty is confused by a future he never saw coming.But after casting some "simple" spells, it was able to determine that the departure of the throne envoy was not because his intentions were exposed, but because of some unimportant coincidences.

It made it feel reassured, happy, that it was still being watched by Tzeentch.Since this is the intention of the Lord of Changes, then it is not a problem to let her go like this.In the last two days of the ceremony, she could not find any trouble.

It praises its Master.The future it sees in its eyes is still as it planned before.It leaves unaware.It did not notice at all that in addition to the supreme eagle weaving destiny, there was also a golden giant hand here that slightly stirred the ripples of destiny.
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At the same time, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was in the canteen of the Storm Frontier, was interrupted by a plate of sandwiches brought to her; further in the void, a battle barge that had been lost for a long time jumped out of the Mander in embarrassment. Ver Point, the markings on the ship identify it as the "Lion's Mane" belonging to the Dark Angels.

After a brief stop to clarify the situation, the ship started its engine at full speed towards the closest imperial world to them - Jestal - without hesitation.

　(Multiple choice question) The reason why Guda returned to the ship:

　　A: I want to use the equipment on the ship to search for information related to chaos rituals.
　　B: The eighteen imprisoned bat cubs are not restful and need to be suppressed.

　　C: Konrad Coze is restless and needs to be suppressed

　　D: Somni asked her to go back to Ga for dinner
　　
　
(End of this chapter)