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Chapter 240 Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn’t like politics either

The Dark Angel phalanx, still dressed in black armor, lined up silently, advancing slowly behind the Kronos tank used for ceremonial purposes.

According to Vasilian's original intention, the parade should not end here, and should be followed by some "support scenes" with vehicles and equipment from the Forbidden Army. This bill was rejected by Fujimaru Ritsuka on the grounds that "we are not here to start a war and there is no need to be so showy", so it was not implemented in the end.

Somni, by the way, seemed slightly disappointed by this. However, the march would last for three hours, and the proposal of the Imperial Guard was successfully passed. This surprised Vasilian: when he wrote this duration on the plan, he actually considered the previous decision by Tatsuka Fujimaru. I had always shown that I didn't like to show off, so I left room for bargaining - but I didn't expect that I was passed on without any concern.

The person involved said: Because now is the time to show up. Although I really don’t like it, since I can do it, I should do it well, right?

Thanks to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who "did a good job", the entire three hours of the parade passed peacefully. Although "very peaceful" by the standards of an imperial religious procession. There was no sudden assassination incident, there were no malfunctions in the relevant processes and equipment, and the onlookers present were all enthusiastic - meaning that under the obstruction of the Commissioner of the Ministry of Justice and the Blood Angels in charge of security, There was no such thing as fanatical believers attacking the procession or occupying the path of the procession.

But that doesn't mean "nothing happened in those three hours." In fact, during this long and short period of time, many things happened that challenged Fujimaru Ritsuka's ability to manage expressions, including but not limited to stampede accidents, sacrificial suicides, and self-immolation intentions that were quickly stopped. Several times she almost couldn't help but call off the ceremony, but in the end, she managed to hold it back: she was not standing on this anti-gravity tank as "Fujimaru Ritsuka". Her current identity is that of an imperial saint, the natural face of the state religion. If, in this capacity, she takes actions that are contrary to the ten thousand-year-old tenets of the state religion, it would be a serious propaganda accident.

So, in these three hours, she used the perseverance to save the world (several times) to ensure that there was no problem with her appearance and demeanor. She successfully made herself look like a qualified smiling mascot who is not alarmed at all, and she was secretly grateful. Asclepius did not come down to see this series of things that would make his blood pressure explode and start going crazy on the spot. But even though she had always been good at making fun of herself, she still had to admit that after actually experiencing the work content of these three hours of "just standing and waving", she found that it was more tiring than she originally thought.

Mainly mentally.

With the idea of ​​"keeping things as simple as before when going to other planets in the future, and telling the world about myself if I can, I will do it", Fujimaru Ritsuka finally got through these three hours.

When the ceremonial Kronos tank finally arrived at the outermost square of the Arax Angel Fortress, headed by Blood Angel Chapter Commander Dante, Chief Thinker Mephiston, and Holy Blood Priest Kobro , a phalanx composed of the Holy Blood Guards and a small number of ordinary combat regiment monks was already waiting there, facing the Dark Angel phalanx at the rear of the honor guard.

The Supreme Priest of the Blood Angels, Astorius, was absent from the ceremony for some reason. Considering this person's specific responsibilities in the battle group, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that it was better not to delve into the reasons. Anyway, in her heart, the ceremony's form far outweighs its meaning. As long as the Blood Angels can put some people here to make the ceremony passable, she doesn't care at all who is picking up the driver here.

There was nothing wrong with the following process: after the honor car hovered smoothly in mid-air, Fujimaru Ritsuka slowly descended to the ground on the steps spread out from the modified fort. The twelve mortal crewmen selected from the Lion's Mane, who were originally hidden inside the troop carrier, seemed to appear out of thin air. They somehow appeared behind her and lifted up their long, embroidered golden robes for her. of the Palace of Terra complex. She followed the procedure and exchanged salutes with the senior members of the Blood Angels Chapter, exchanged greetings in a stereotyped manner, and made some show-offs. Then, as the spokesperson of the Emperor, she was first sent to the square in the square beforehand according to the procedure. Get on the prepared podium. After standing on the high platform and facing the square, Fujimaru Ritsuka once again realized how big the crowd had gathered for this moment. It was impossible not to be nervous, but she had already become adept at dealing with all kinds of extreme emotions and not letting them affect what she had to do. She took a deep breath, greeted her surroundings again, and then moved herself closer to the loudspeaker without leaving a trace, and finally started - memorizing the manuscript.

It is impossible to give a speech on the spot, not in this life. For Fujimaru Ritsuka, pretending to be giving a speech by memorizing a manuscript is the limit. And to put it bluntly, she didn't really know how to speak in public. The way she responded to such situations was always to imitate the Caesar in her mind.

This speech was written by the Imperial Guard and supervised by herself, so even though it was in Low Gothic, the wording and sentence construction still had a formal feel. The content of the manuscript mainly highlights a "said but not said" political nonsense. After all, the secret of "I am here to build the second torch" is not suitable for publicity. But there is always some content to fill a ten-minute speech. Therefore, perhaps it is more appropriate to put this article on the pre-dinner prayer of Thanksgiving in the United States.

Fujimaru Ritsuka first thanked the Blood Angels and various sub-groups headed by Dante Chapter Leader for their perseverance in Baal all the year round, affirming all aspects of the empire after the Great Rift unfolded and the dark side of the empire was essentially broken due to communication problems. efforts to this end. She talked about this part in detail, from the Astartes Chapter to the Imperial Navy, from the Astra Militarum to the Planetary Defense Force, from the Imperial Internal Affairs Agency to the Regional Governor, from the Forge World to the Hive World, from soldiers to clerks to doctors. , even civilians who work hard day and night or can only barely survive, all have a place in this part - thus killing them in the first five minutes.

She felt that she really didn't say anything useful. These sentences appeared here just to do some spiritual soothing work. The specific usefulness may be believed or not. But judging from the reaction of the audience, they seemed to be quite useful.

Next, she changed the topic. After affirming the faith and resilience of all the sentient beings on the dark side of the empire to persevere in the current difficult environment, she said that such difficult days would not last long. But specifically why "it won't last too long", she didn't say clearly. She just said that she did come here because "according to the order of the God Emperor, I will make the dark side of the empire once again shrouded in the glory of the throne." ” grand goal. After that, the content was mainly told to some specific execution departments on Baal, involving the general scale of some engineering tasks that could not be covered up or covered up. Then, following Guilliman's example, he drew some plans for increasing the number of positions and improving the level of these engineering tasks. Population-carrying pie, pretend to improve your professional appearance. Finally, I will summarize and look forward to the bright future. The ten minutes are just over. Thank you all.

very good. Fujimaru Ritsuka thought as he slowly walked down the podium with a long dress tail amidst thunderous applause. Now everyone knows that I am an embroidered pillow.

After she calms down for a while, she should be able to understand that this is just a kind of unfounded self-loathing, and the process by which she came to this conclusion cannot withstand scrutiny. But at least for now, she still maintained a decent smile by the standards of social occasions despite being overly nervous, and gave the podium position to Chapter Commander Dante.

(End of this chapter)