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

Chapter 279 A third-rate magician also wants to become a Phantom Thief!

After confirming the surrounding environment, the orange head quickly retracted into the internal structure on the ceiling. Immediately afterwards, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had changed into a tight suit, jumped down from the vent about five meters high, and landed lightly and steadily - but there was a loud noise when the metal collided and fell:
Sahar, who got up, seemed to feel that he was okay again at the moment Fujimaru Ritsuka appeared, but unfortunately Sevita didn't think so. So, in less than a second when Fujimaru Ritsuka emerged from the vent and fell from the air, Sahar had already completed the process of "getting up, preparing to sprint, tripping, and falling again." The whole process of forming a ball.

"..." Fujimaru Ritsuka, who landed safely in his combat uniform, took a moment to organize his words, and then turned to Savita's direction half-inquiry and half-confirmation, "I didn't expect him to be so...lively?"

"No matter what arrangements you have for him or us next, I advise you to be cautious." Sevatar fiddled with the long chain saw pole he just used to trip people, and then let it turn into invisible ether again. Dissipated out of thin air, "Miss, I have to say that your impression of 'Saul Sahar' may not be applicable at the moment."

After Jeanne Alter said the word "empathy", Sevatar naturally understood the source of all the discomfort during the communication between Fujimaru Ritsuka and the new prisoner. Although he is "Yago Sevatarion" living in this universe, he has also recognized a memory of "Yago Sevatarion in the illusion". Comparing the two, as one of the parties involved, he can say with certainty that he and the so-called "other self" are completely two different people - of course, as "the same person", they naturally have commonalities, but because the environment they are in is too different, this little commonality is really not much.

Since there are differences between "Savitas", of course the same is true between "Sahar". It just depends on whether Fujimaru Ritsuka can realize this.

"I have extensive experience in dealing with situations like this where you need to face the same paradoxical individual." Fujimaru Ritsuka held her forehead with a headache and allowed Savita, who had changed her position, to get in between her and herself. Sahar was struggling with his power pack and trying to get up again, blocking most of her sight, "But this time maybe I took it too much for granted. At least in my impression, Sahar just Sometimes I am so stubborn that I just don’t look back until I hit the wall.”

"...I think this impression is not wrong." Saiweita's tone seemed to be about to burst into laughter. "At least he is really focused on finding a way to escape on his own. This guy's perseverance in this regard is quite annoying. "

Sahar had stood up again during this back and forth conversation - in a posture of preparation with the center of gravity lowered, just like a frightened cat: "What on earth do you want to do?"

It's hard to say whether he was frightened by the Terminator armor on Savita that apparently appeared through "unconventional means", or whether he was frightened by the way Fujimaru Ritsuka appeared in this hangar through "unconventional means." Anyway, the conclusion is obvious: even the Astartes' brains have somewhat shut down after encountering a large number of unexpected emergencies and unexpected situations that cannot be explained logically in a short period of time.

After seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was silent for a brief moment, and finally decided to discuss the matter: "Let me discuss with you about Mita Ashen."

"..."

"..."

There was a suspicious silence lingering in the air, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but ask after two seconds:
"...Wait a minute, let me confirm first. No one thinks that after I decided to inform Judge Hastings to ask for someone from the other party, and then issued this order, this problem was over, right?"

"Of course not." Sevita responded with a rhetorical question before Sahar could speak. "But the question is, Miss, why did you have to discuss this issue with us twice and choose one before the second conversation? What about an impressive special appearance?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused again, and then chose to talk to him: "Sahar, you don't think so either, right?"

"Vilchak can't just let him go." Sahar gritted his teeth and concluded, "She regards us as her own assets, and for her own assets, she will never destroy them with her own hands. Assigned to others.”

This is why Sahar is so insistent and eager to break through the guards' blockade and return to Judge Wilchak's black ship alone. He didn't know what was happening on that ship. The only thing he was sure of was that if he delayed here for one more second, the probability that Mita might encounter something unexpected would increase by one point.

Unfortunately, the only person in the room who genuinely cares about this issue is Sahar himself. At least, when Sevita spoke again, he did not mention the question placed before them by Fujimaru Ritsuka at all: "I am still very concerned about the way you appear, Miss. Where is Sigismund?"

"——Alter dear, cut off his internal communications!" Fujimaru Ritsuka gave the order immediately, but couldn't help complaining, "Sevita, can't you just be a quiet accomplice?"

"That depends on whether the situation is favorable to me. Miss." Sevita replied with a generous attitude, "Considering that your frightening mobility sometimes leads to some shocking actions, as As one of your theoretical guards, I have to think about my own life and future, and try every means to prevent you from doing stupid things to protect my own safety - and the fact that is easily discovered is that Sigis Mond, in this area alone, is clearly more accomplished than I am."

Sahar was wondering whether the "Sigismund" who appeared in the conversation was the Sigismund he thought. Unfortunately, he was unable to gather conclusive evidence for any conclusion from this few words, and no one on both sides of the conversation thought of explaining this issue to him.

"...Okay. I did crawl into the air duct to avoid him." Fujimaru Ritsuka said a little discouraged, "He thought I was resting in my room, and now I should be guarding the door as usual. If my plan If it goes well enough, I can crawl back into the room through the vent before he notices something is wrong, and maybe have a few hours to sleep."

"What are you going to do?" Sahar asked warily.

He still didn't trust anyone around him, but he had a strong suspicion that he might not be able to beat anyone around him. After he realized that even after he put on the power armor, he still had no hope of escaping from the "guard" in front of him, it became reasonable and necessary to have a dialogue with the other party and make certain compromises.

"A simple plan:" Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed smooth when he spoke: "If you are willing to help provide some data, we will take advantage of the time when Judge Hastings is entangled with Judge Wilchak at the negotiation table. , blindly jump to the latter's ship through subspace teleportation, find Mita, bring her out, and end it." This plan that was too far-fetched in a practical sense once again caused a brief silence in the surrounding area.

"What if I don't agree?" Sahar asked first. This so-called "plan" that leaks information everywhere and attempts to refute it has too many obvious flaws that make people feel like a tiger swallowing the sky. In his eyes, it is obviously not feasible. He did decide to make certain compromises due to the situation, but he was also very sure that the "certain compromises" he would make did not include the option of "sending death."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that he had not thought about the possibility of being rejected in advance. But she did quickly come up with an answer after Sahar's words fell: "...Well, crawl back into the room from the ventilation duct and really start sleeping? In this case, I should be able to sleep for eight hours."

Sahar looked at the other party in confusion, and the other party returned the same confused look: "What else? I actually don't know Mita Ashen, the one who wanted to take her out of the Shadow Hammer It’s you. If you, the person involved, refuse help, it would obviously be rude for me to intervene—it seems like there’s nothing else to do except go back to sleep.”

"...I mean, don't you have any plans for me?"

Sahar, who is technically a prisoner, is sincerely confused, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is theoretically the warden, is also sincerely confused:

"...Thor Sahar, you are already a mature Astartes. You should have learned to take care of yourself properly...right?"

The rising tone of the question at the end of the sentence should have made Sahar feel angry again, but the fact that the two were not communicating on the same channel at the moment made it impossible for him to feel any emotion other than confusion. Savita, who laughed like a high-pressure oxygen cylinder with poor airtightness while watching, was also annoying, but what is worthy of praise is that he finally brought the topic back to the direction it should be:
"I have to confirm, Miss, even if the subspace teleportation is successful, you are not thinking that you can fight in and out of the black ship of the Inquisition with two Astartes and their firepower reserves." Something?"

"I don't have one?" Fujimaru Ritsuka answered confidently with an innocent face unique to underage girls: "Don't always think about killing when doing things. In addition to violence, we should have other ways to cause smaller losses. means to achieve an end.”

"For example?" Savita asked in a tone that sounded a million distrustful.

"I plan to go in openly and quietly with Sahar through subspace teleportation, quietly find the place where Mita Ashen is currently being held, and then quietly take her out, and then quietly escape through subspace teleportation. Period Try not to conflict with others, and if a conflict occurs, resolve it as quickly and quietly as possible without harming your life." Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a gentlemanly attitude, "I have also been a phantom thief (swimsuit) before. Camilla)’s assistant, so I think the success rate of this plan is quite high.”

——Even though Fujimaru Ritsuka behaves law-abiding in most cases, in fact, no one should believe a person who successfully cleared Nostramo in the illusion and served as the original body of the Night Lords Legion. How law-abiding people actually are. Even if she looks like a basically harmless underage girl, that's the same.

"Although there are obviously more issues that should be questioned in practice, please allow me to sigh first: Your ability to describe the behavior of 'stealing' in such a fresh and refined manner is really amazing." Saiwei Ta said with a hint of melancholy, "To avoid wasting my efforts, please tell me in advance. Will it be useful if I advise you 'Don't do this'?"

"How do you plan to implement this plan specifically?" In the same retort, Sahar added a bit of hope to his words that unconsciously made him sarcastic, "I don't know the situation of other black ships, but the Shadow Hammer The interior has been modified many times by that old witch Wilchak, and many redundant security systems have been installed. Even if she has not re-marked me as a non-friendly unit on the ship, other outsiders are just on the ship. If you walk in the bilge corridor, you may be identified as a hostile identity by the servitor and 'cleared'. Even if you manage to board the Shadow Hammer through the warp - I do know one or two hidden places - —How to get out of those blind spots and find Mita’s location?”

Fujimaru Ritsuka exhaled slowly.

"Although my level is only third-rate, I can still be considered a magician." She said, "As long as I use magic to disguise myself as a character who will never be recognized as an enemy before boarding the ship!"

She triumphantly took out a small data disk from her palm. The adapter interface was obviously not compatible with the imperial equipment: "I have made the corresponding preparations. I just need to plug this into the Otenaus Spirit." Based on the exoskeleton, even a third-rate magician like me can complete the "transformation" based on the spirit sect on the basis of the ritual function - but you can't understand this question at once, right? . I really hope someone knowledgeable can praise me at this time..."

Although Sahar understood this feeling of "wanting to show off but no one understands", he did not intend to take care of Fujimaru Tachibana's mood that suddenly fell down midway through his words. He questioned the selection of the above decision-makers with very cold pragmatism: "I don't care about the principle. But, who are you going to use this technology to disguise yourself as?"

"Of course - Michaelia Wilchak. Ordinary magicians can't do this when they can only enjoy the same conditions as me!" Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just been depressed for two seconds, heard this question , immediately became proud again, "If you walk on the black ship of the Tribunal with this identity, not only will you not be recognized as an enemy, you will even be able to gain access to restricted areas. If you want to know anything, you can confidently ask The staff faked it, right?”

"I have a question." Suddenly, Joan of Arc Alter's voice came from the loudspeaker of Savita's power armor, "In this case, can you ask the dark and sticky man in your shadow to go for you? That’s it? Doesn’t he have the ability to pretend to be someone else even if he only knows his appearance?”

"Hey, it would be boring to ask the earl to go for me - I mean, after all, his skills are just a kind of disguise. Once he encounters biological authentication such as retina or DNA, he will be betrayed immediately, right? ?" Fujimaru Ritsuka argued confidently, "To deal with the empire's various security certification methods, of course, the spirit sect that can completely copy the target's intelligence information is more appropriate!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's plausive words seemed to have a little bit of truth, but Jeanne Alter's voice revealed her most fundamental purpose without mercy:
"No, I think you just want to play."

(End of this chapter)