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

Chapter 293: Be wary of our God of Joy

Two hours later, Fujimaru Ritsuka lay on the pillow of the hospital bed in the infirmary of the Storm Frontier, her whole body wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Two hours is very short, but two hours is also very long. In the first hour, Fujimaru Ritsuka threw Sahar back to the Emperor's Dream through the teleportation platform and handed it over to Savita for suppression; he waited for the "support" of Vasilian, who had almost gone berserk, and persuaded the other party. He barely managed to stay rational when dealing with this matter; he simply told Hastings that he needed to contact the Inquisition to assist in the case - after all, a Lord Inquisitor died, and as a parallel department in the empire, Chaldea always knew that the other party would be contacted. After that, he took Sigismund back to the Storm Boundary. In the control room, he dealt with the time and space paradox caused by the transfer of souls, and turned the two black knights back into one.

Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who sneaked out during the break and literally committed suicide, was finally captured by Asclepius.

The next hour was hell.

Asclepius once again used practical experience to severely educate her that she should pay more attention to her physical health. Don't just rely on the fact that you have a medical god on board to think that as long as you don't die at that time, you can be cured at no cost and continue to be alive and kicking. Young people should not always think about wanting both and wanting more - at the same time, taking advantage of the treatment method that has quick effect, almost no sequelae, and comfortable body feeling. Even the legendary Asclepius is not in the market. Available in every situation.

Of course, in the current situation, it is more likely that Asclepius does not want to take it out. All in all, after Fujimaru Ritsuka spent an hour of treatment that was comparable to torture, she finally didn't even have the energy left to pretend to cry and pretend to be pitiful. She lay on the hospital bed waiting for the nerve reconstruction incision on her back to heal quickly under the action of the panacea, barely holding her eyelids open to prevent herself from falling asleep: because Asclepius had already begun to study the one she brought back. Slender cage.

——That is the prop used by Ereshkigal, the mistress of the Sumerian underworld, to detain souls in her underworld. Not long ago, when a small projection of Tzeentch was about to escape from its carrier in the real universe, Fujimaru Ritsuka used the Ortenus exoskeleton to simulate the goddess' spiritual portrait, and picked out the powerfully related With the concept of gun threshold, he took advantage of the last bit of time when the singularity was about to dissipate, and snatched food from the hands of the Lord of Changes.

The act of forcibly imitating a god unsurprisingly burned out several of her magic circuits and nerves again, which was also the direct reason why Fujimaru Ritsuka had to spend a hellish hour in the infirmary. But since it now successfully contains Mita Ashen's soul, she won't feel that this matter is meaningless.

Although failure is still failure - "there is no way" so the result of failure is still failure. She would not deny that she had not been able to bring Mitta back with all her beard and tail as she had originally promised Sahar. Any guarantee cannot be said to be "successful" if it is discounted in the final practical result. No matter what emergencies we encounter in the middle, if we don’t do it, we just don’t do it.

Asclepius breathed out a little irritably after being interrupted. Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head from the pillow again, with a somewhat baffled expression: "Didn't you forget? But I heard that you were not in a hurry just now. Have you disembarked?”

"I didn't expect it to be so troublesome at first." Ritsuka Fujimaru said in frustration some words that would raise the blood pressure of the protectors around her. "My initial expectation for this was a pleasant outing adventure."

"I suggest you redefine your concept of 'outing adventure'." Since he already has records of countless spiritual restorations for other heroic spirits in Chaldea as a basis, he is diagnosing and treating an ordinary mortal undead. It doesn't occupy Asclepius too much energy. While checking the specific damage through the gun sill, he could still talk to Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly, "What I mean is that experience such as small singular points should not be counted."

"But Hades is the god of the underworld." Fujimaru Ritsuka said nonsense in a voice that was half muffled in the pillow, "Gods in charge of death often do not approve of any mortal person escaping the cycle of life and death. order."

Fujimaru Ritsuka grunted unhappily and buried his face into the pillow. Asclepius didn't pay attention to her immediately, so the room was quiet for about a minute, until the doctor felt that he couldn't bear it again and reminded her: "Don't suffocate yourself to the point of hypoxia."

"That's true." Asclepius, who was well versed in the nature of gods, agreed.

"You are really able to find endless problems for me." Asclepius, who looked at the "patient" across the gun sill for a while, simply sighed, "I really want to 'make a panacea for bringing the dead back to life' as my ultimate goal. The goal, but before this goal is achieved, I still have to say: Isn't this already dead? The most I can do is help restore the state of the 'patient's' soul, and I can't help with the rest. God of Medicine, you should seek help from the God of Hades.”

"Well...at least for the soul-level injuries, let's help her heal them first." Fujimaru Ritsuka's tone contained a calming deliberation, "I would like to refer to the opinions of the person involved in the future matters."

"——Have you forgotten something?" Tezcatlipoca's voice interrupted the conversation in the infirmary, "I have only been away for a long time. Did the Chaldean priest forget that I was there? Is it on board?"

She won't take the initiative to say it, but if someone asks further, Fujimaru Ritsuka can admit that she really doesn't know what to do with Mita at this moment. Asclepius didn't ask, but he already understood the Chaldean Master's dilemma and made a quick criticism: "You are really good at causing trouble for yourself without knowing it."

This does not refer to Sahar. In the current situation, Fujimaru Ritsuka hopes to ask Mita's own opinion. After all, from her own point of view, if she caught a soul in this world, it would be wrong to keep her locked up, and it would be wrong to let her go and return to the highest heaven. If she could find a way to bring her back to life, it would be a good idea for the victim (Saha) For me and Mita), the cost is too high - although Fujimaru Ritsuka personally wants to choose poverty alleviation, of course that is fine, but if he wants to invest Chaldea's limited resources for this thing that obviously has no return, If I study the resources, it doesn’t look quite right.

"Sometimes it's really impossible to find a perfect way to deal with something. Knowing when and how to 'fall back to the next best thing' is also a kind of wisdom." Asclepius persuaded, "This is not impossible to do. Alternative proposal——"

He did not reiterate what he had emphasized before, but asked directly: "So, what are you going to do with this soul next?"

"I can't think of what to do -" Fujimaru Ritsuka muffled his frustrated scream into the pillow to make it sound less shrill and noisy, "- now that I saw it, I couldn't throw her away for nothing. She’s in Tzeentch’s hands, but I can’t dispose of it after I snatch it back. Do I really want to find a way to stuff her into the Ortenaus modification and install it on Sahar’s power armor?”

"That's just to teach other gods who don't have long memories, don't always stretch your hands in the direction they shouldn't be. Of course I will be back soon." It was indeed Tezcatelli who suddenly appeared at the door just now. Poca walked into the infirmary with a dissatisfied expression and approached Fujimaru Ritsuka's bedside.

Although there were no traces of injury on his human body, when he stood still, his shoulders slumped to one side more than usual, and when he walked, his obsidian legs also looked heavier than usual. lame. He randomly dragged a chair from his hand, faced the hospital bed, and sat astride it, with his upper body lying on the back of the chair, looking down at Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had to turn her head hard to see him in the prone state: "Let's do it again. Again, when you were racking your brains about the problem caused by the undead in front of you, did you forget any factors that are at hand that can be used? "

Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka twisted his neck and thought for a few seconds, and then said uncertainly: "No... right?"

Tezcatlipoca showed a bit of a hateful expression: "Isn't the question you are struggling with, 'This person is dead, so the god of medicine cannot save him, and only the god of Hades can deal with this situation'?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression became tangled: "That's what I said, but..." "——There is a god of Hades right in front of you!" Tezcatlipoca jumped up from where he was in anger, "He's still a god. The God of the Underworld who is fair and just and keeps his word!”

"Indeed." Fujimaru Ritsuka agreed, but her troubled expression did not relax. "I have no intention of questioning your power, and I believe that if you are willing, you will definitely be able to resurrect Mita. But that is not the problem. ”

Tezcatlipoca became quiet: "So, what are you worried about now?"

Before Fujimaru Ritsuka could successfully find the right words, Asclepius suddenly interjected: "If she really asked you to ask her a favor, wouldn't you take advantage of both sides of the matter?"

Tezcatlipoca turned his head and glared at the God of Medicine: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He did not refute, because even he had to admit that there was a high probability that this was the truth. In a sense, although his symptoms are mild, after all, like Tzeentch, he is not very able to control the whims of his different appearances. Naturally, there is no way to completely guarantee that he will not use it in the future. Keep the promises you made now.

Tezcatlipoca was a god after all. The credibility of God's guarantees to humans is, in most cases, just that. Even if you ignore his status as the "Almighty God" and just treat him as an ordinary businessman, he is very likely to "collect a price for this matter from the main complainant Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then benefit from the actual benefits" There is such a thing as "the person receiving a price".

Brother Pocahontas is indeed reasonable, but he is also a person with low moral standards. Have to guard against it.

"...My opinion is still that I hope to have a chat with the person involved and combine their own ideas before making a final decision." Ritsuka Fujimaru, who actually had very different ideas, chose to talk to him, "In short, I want to ask you, Prayer to Hades will definitely be on the list of options.”

This time, Tezcatlipoca showed a somewhat disappointed look: "Are you really not going to resurrect the person on the spot? There is corn in the kitchen that can be used as a new body?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed something was wrong: "Wait a minute, why are you so interested in this matter? Aren't you the more 'observant' side?"

At least in terms of "what is dead is dead and should not come back to life", Tezcatlipoca, as the god of the underworld, is quite disciplined. Even Asclepius holds records. It seemed suspicious that he suddenly proposed a proposal that was contrary to his usual attitude and seemed very interested in it.

There was another five seconds of silence in the room.

"...So you don't realize what you did, right?" Tezcatlipoca asked with a complicated expression.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little flustered by this question: "I...I simulated the godhead and used the power of the underworld to snatch Mita's soul back...?"

"... Let me explain it to you from another perspective." When saying this, Tezcatlipoca could hardly help but laugh, "You have summoned Tzeentch - even a small part - now After entering the world, the reward that He was supposed to take was taken away from Him, and He was also given a punch. This is a great shame and humiliation for God. As long as the soul you snatched continues to survive in the real universe, this will happen. What a shame - hahahahahahaha! Not seeing that Tzeentch's 'expression' at that time was simply the worst loss in your life!"

"I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed, straightened his neck, buried his face into the pillow again, and said dullly, "You just want to have fun watching His misfortune."

Tezcatlipoca said confidently: "Isn't this beautiful?! I sincerely recommend that you put this solution that everyone is happy with first!"

As a mortal, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who saw the issue more from the perspective of Mita, who was also a mortal, let out a noncommittal sigh into the pillow. She didn't think this was really a "happy-to-all" solution, so she immediately began to try to get rid of the topic: "Speaking of Tzeentch, what on earth is he here to do! I don't believe he really wants me this time Take him back to the Crystal Demon Palace."

Tzeentch said so, but in connection with the many details scattered throughout the whole, there is a problem for those who really believe what he said: First of all, although it is not without cost, Fujimaru Ritsuka has indeed successfully succeeded from the emperor without the help of the emperor. Tzeentch has escaped from the Demon Realm once. With the direct support of the Emperor, she can theoretically even speed pass in the Demon Realm of Tzeentch. Secondly, the emotional expressions of the Chaos God are very obvious and exaggerated. If Tzeentch originally It was planned like this, so when the plan was broken and destiny took new changes, he would never appear so calm in the conversation - he could even chat with Fujimaru Ritsuka for twenty minutes.

Apart from anything else, the famous saying "Everything goes as planned" has to make an appearance, right?

"Don't think too much." Tezcatlipoca comforted, "This is something that will only become a big problem if you figure it out. If you really guess what kind of medicine is sold in Tzeentch's gourd, your The mental state is not far away from the evil god."

Although the Almighty God said so, he actually didn't understand it. He did not rule out the possibility that Tzeentch just suddenly decided to come over and increase his presence in Fujimaru Ritsuka's memory - he himself would sometimes do some similar meaningless actions, just because On a whim. After Tezcatlipoca learned about the events that occurred in the "Singularity Point" through the reverberations of the subspace, it was not that he was completely clueless on this issue: Fujimaru Ritsuka was bleeding at that time, and even if it was just a It was very easy for a small piece of Tzeentch's projection to steal a drop or two without anyone noticing.

There is no doubt that Tzeentch is likely to do this, but Tezcatlipoca prefers that it is at best a convenient thing to do. Because he couldn't think of what the other party could do with this bit of blood. It is true that the blood of the person concerned is a good material that can be used to curse the target, but regardless of the fact that once he does so, even if he does not fail under the joint defense of the Emperor and Tezcatlipoca and suffers a backlash, he will immediately Being subjected to a mixed doubles match by the above two people - considering how much "change" Fujimaru Ritsuka can bring to the empire, the Lord of Changes himself may not want to take the risk of reducing the "service life" of the person involved. , take the initiative to send a curse to it.

As the God of Spells, he quickly sifted through all the tricks in his mind that could be operated with blood except for classic curses. After confirming that nothing could directly break through his defense and affect Fujimaru Ritsuka himself, he put this matter Throw the matter aside. Tezcatlipoca thought: The Emperor might be informed of this, and at most he would kick up Merlin, who was still online but invisible in Chaldea, and work overtime, but there was no need to tell Ritsuka Fujimaru to make her start uselessly upset— —Even if she knew about it, it would not be helpful to the development of the matter. It just adds to the worries.

With this thought in mind, Tezcatlipoca changed the subject inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)