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

Chapter 276 V I 50 becomes the legal heir of the Night Lords
"...I should cut off every inch of your muscles, break every bone, and then pull out your tongue." Saiweita's breath was slightly unsteady when he said these words, "In this way, maybe You learn how to be silent and respectful."

This is not a harsh statement, he can do this. Savita thought.

He can do that. Fujimaru Ritsuka keeps his schedule very full, so this is a safe time and no one will pop up to stop him now. In fact, he had intended to do this, and he had even done it to others in the past. He knew exactly how to break a person's knees and spine both physically and mentally, completely destroying a person's spirit and will, and making the other person surrender.

Fear is not an end but a means, but this means is often used excessively, and it is easy for people to become intoxicated with a false dominance. Sevatar understands and agrees with the former, and the teachings of the Gene Father should be remembered, but he is also very honest with himself, and he will not say that he does not enjoy the latter at all.

He once had a finished product. For a moment, he missed the obedient little crow, but in the next second, a feeling of disgust that was not entirely his came to him.

When he first realized this abnormality, Savita instinctively suspected that he had been drilled into his brain by some subspace thing, but soon he remembered that he should confidently remove the word "suspect" . Ever since Jestal left, there has indeed been some knowledge and experience "from subspace" lingering in his memory, and that "other Sevitar" may not be what he initially thought. , "let go" very thoroughly.

Savita's thinking had indeed not been interfered with by his other self before, but what emerged here was an emotional reaction that had been written into his subconscious by his other self. The unconscious consciousness reveals an underlying logic that has not been discovered by the person involved. Regardless of the reason, the other Savita has a lot of blood and sins on his hands, but he is indeed resisting him from putting his dark and cruel ideas into practice. .

Maybe the other person's bottom line is a little higher than your own in reality. Savita thought nonchalantly.

So, out of anger, Sevatar chose to beat Sahar, who was trapped in place by shackles and unable to resist. It's not that he didn't want to commit crimes against the odds. In fact, this psychological resistance couldn't really bother him, but it did make him calm down a little at that point in time. What really extinguished this impulse was Asclepius who flashed across his mind in a flash after he calmed down.

——Don’t mess with anyone but the medical officer. This is also a very correct survival wisdom among the Night Lords. On the Storm Frontier, although it is unwritten, the vast majority of the crew members on board, including Fujimaru Ritsuka himself, follow it as ironclad discipline for various reasons. Savita didn't want to wake up one day and suddenly find that some parts of her body had been taken away, and then turn around and see them again on Sahar's body.

He was convinced that this was why he restrained his behavior. It was definitely not because he didn't want to see Fujimaru Ritsuka's frowning and accusing gaze a few hours later.

Savita sat down on the bed in the cell (actually an earth platform raised above the ground) and sighed. He heard Sahar making a little rustling noise due to the pain on his body, and could realize that the other person was trying his best to restrain his subconscious groaning reaction due to the pain, but he actually didn't care whether the other person was quietly enduring it or was doing it for him. Yelling at this little thing. He really didn't hold back much when hitting people, but Astartes was tough enough. Sevita knew well that this "minor injury" only looked scary, but when it came to actual diagnosis, Asclepius didn't even bother to take a look. As long as half an hour passes, the bruises on Sahar's body will heal completely on their own.

Anyway, he just wanted to vent his anger. He was completely expressing his anger, but the other party's words really touched his sore spot. He indeed disappeared from the legion after the Salamas Crusade and missed all the important parts of what happened afterwards - whether or not this incident should be attributed to Sevatar himself, he felt this. Shame and anger.

"What exactly do you want from me?" Sahar's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Sevatar immediately realized that, if measured by a normal interrogation, he had messed up everything. But he didn't care about this, because when Sahar asked the last question, the answer he gave that sounded very much like some kind of rhetoric was actually the truth:
"I said, I'm angry, so I'm here to beat you up." He repeated weakly, "You'd better just accept your bad luck, because if I could get over it earlier, you would be able to get over it earlier." Get free from these painless tortures.”

The pain that Sevatar inflicted on Sahar was far from effective torture, and there seemed to be no immediate intention to intensify it further. For Sahar, this silently revealed a signal in his favor, and the atmosphere subtly softened as a result, and the power relationship between the interrogator and the person on trial became blurred. Even, at this moment, the people sitting in the cell are not the former captain of the Night Lords Legion and his successor who is far inferior to him. The naturally existing competitive relationship between them has also been eliminated in this decadent atmosphere. .

Now, there are only two losers in this cell, late kings, idiots who missed the important moments of the legion for various reasons. The difference is that Sevatar knows what he's missing, but Sahar doesn't yet.

Knowing that the other person had no idea what was going on gave Sevata a dark joy, a sense of arrogance and comfort in being alone. The winner's mentality returned to him again, allowing him to quickly recover from the depression he was reminded of. When he raised his head and cast his gaze on Sahar again, he was sure that he still looked like the arrogant Prince of Crows.

But Sahar was not frightened, or he held on and did not show any weak emotions. When he spoke again, he asked a question that Sevatar had not predicted: "Are you really the Jago Sevatarion I know?"

"What kind of stupid question is this?" Sevatar almost laughed out loud. "Whatever you think, I don't care. Do I still have to spend energy to prove to a sandbag that I am myself?"

"Because if you are, you should regard reuniting and restraining the Legion in this era as an important goal." Sahar ignored Sevita's once again attempt to provoke his anger with contempt, and responded with a commendable Clear logic put forward his own point of view, "Maybe, just maybe, your reputation in the Legion is better than mine, and I can transfer the legacy of our genetic father to you."

Sevatar didn't know what Sahar was thinking about during this short period of time, but he did understand what he meant from this sentence, and then he couldn't help laughing - and laughed wildly: "The Night King is above, Noster Ramo's eternal night, Sahar, do you want to negotiate terms with me? "

This really pissed off Sahar even more, which was easy to see from his expression. But it is commendable that he still managed to maintain calmness and restraint in his tone: "I think it is okay, unless you have fallen to the point where you are willing to abandon your father's belongings. From this point of view, the legendary figure of the Night Bat Council A company commander is nothing more than mediocrity." He paused and added reluctantly: "Besides, the 'Crown of the Night King' is a symbol of dominance, and the person who holds it is the legal successor of the entire legion. You are more likely than I to successfully unite the various warbands that formed after the division of the Legion, and there is no doubt that a symbolic relic of the Primarch will make this happen more smoothly."

He didn't understand what was going on, he just stated what he believed to be true. Although he doesn't really want to give up the Night King's crown to others, but so what? Lies, deceit, and betrayal are as natural among the Night Lords as breathing, and he really needs to be freed from his prison and get his armor back. It would be even better if he could trick someone into helping him pick up Mita from the old witch Wilchak's boat.

Unfortunately, after he said these words, Savita only laughed harder.

"I apologize, but - for the sake of the Emperor!" He covered his eyes with his palms, but it could not block the corners of his mouth that were twisted hideously by smiles and scars, "Why do you still think that thing is... What's the 'symbolic meaning'? Is it because the Inquisition Black Ship is really out of touch, or is it because Death Watch is too busy with its business? Oh my god, do you really have no idea what you missed half a year ago?"

Sevatar's laughter made Sahar feel uncomfortable, and this time the main reason was obviously not because he was being slighted. He began to suspect that he had indeed missed something important during the Black Ship's subspace voyage, which made him uncontrollably feel anxious. His knowledge told him that he should not show this anxiety at this moment. This could be some kind of conversational trap, or maybe nothing happens, and it costs nothing to make up some nonsense. Sevatar just wanted to use this method to affect his emotions and make him irrational, thus creating some kind of mental vulnerability that could be attacked - but *30K Terra swears* he didn't have any idea in the current situation. Legal reason!
"What? What do you mean?" Sahar gritted his teeth and asked, and he was very sure that he had stepped into a trap carefully designed by the other party.

He cursed his own stupidity in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Sevatar is obviously a Night Lord among Night Lords. The former captain of the company knew exactly what kind of scum and criminals he commanded, and he also knew very well what they wanted most. This was a conspiracy against Sahar. He could have chosen not to step on it, but for a desperate trapped beast like him, there was often only that one road in front of him. Even though everyone knew in their hearts that that road would only lead to a trap that would make him doomed, he still had to move forward.

"What do you mean 'The Crown of the Night King no longer has symbolic meaning'? What are you implying??"

Sahar leaned forward forcefully, just to get closer to Sevatar. The poison on the whip and the bruises caused by the beating suddenly became unimportant under the rage at this moment. The chains rattled due to Sahar's movements, and the iron collar around his neck was deeply embedded in his The smell of blood rising from the depths of his throat filled his mouth again. No child of the night could endure such insinuations and blasphemy—at least that's what he thought—and therefore, no child of the night should make such a treasonous statement.

"Iago Severtarion! Have you even turned your back on the teachings of the Gene Father?!"

Sahar's voice was a squeezed roar. He didn't know what his expression was like when he shouted these words, but a small part of his heart did have a feeling of disappointment: if the most favored descendant of Midnight Ghost finally betrayed him after ten thousand years, What he said——

"I don't see what the relationship between these two things is." Sevatar calmed down the expression on his face, but he was still smiling, but this time his smile was full of ridicule and pity at the same time, "'Crown of the Night King' 'Perhaps some symbolic meaning has been artificially attached, but in the final analysis, it is just a large iron ring. When the crown is worn on the Night King's head, it is indeed a symbol of dominance, but it does not come from the crown. The authority of that crown is Curze's authority. Does any fool think he can be compared with a primarch just because he got a meaningless decoration?"

A small part of Sahar had to admit that from a rational point of view, what he said was reasonable, but more Sahar was only further irritated: If analyzed from a perceptual perspective, then Sevatar is plausible. The talk is all *nostramo expletive* nonsense that can’t fool even a six-year-old child——

The symbolism of the "Night King's Crown" has nothing to do with things like authority and power. Conrad Curze once wore it, and all the Nightborne know it. That's what it's about. This determines that it must be under the protection and control of the descendants recognized by the original body.

He couldn't form any offensive sentences, and he couldn't pounce on the opponent to fight. In the end, he could only roar angrily in the confinement of the chain. It was almost purely an instinctive reaction, and the fact that Sevatar watched his performance as a beast with interest from a distance further intensified Sahar's anger——

"...I know you didn't mean that, but from my point of view, it's hard not to think too much about this."

A young girl's voice appears in the room out of nowhere. This did not attract the attention of Sahar, who was in a rage, but it shocked Sevita to the point where she almost jumped from the spot: "Madam?! What-what are you doing?"

"You know that you are borrowing a simulation room, and the simulation room itself naturally has communication and recording functions, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's slightly distorted voice after being translated by the electrical signal echoed in the cell, "Fortunately, I put the I canceled the meeting with the National Church and came back early, otherwise I don’t know what kind of trouble you would have made. "

To Sahar's surprise, after these words, for the first time today, he read an expression of "frustration" on Savita's face.

"Hey, we were about to get to the most interesting part - cough." The Crow Prince muttered to himself halfway, then suddenly remembered that the communication was still connected, and had to change his words immediately, "I mean, madam, you have to come back soon." Very timely, just in time for the best part.”

　Daddy’s bat is so fun, so much fun that I can’t stop playing with it (I’m not confessing).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)