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

Chapter 294 Master, what do you do?
Over the next few hours, Fujimaru Ritsuka had to answer three reprimanding psychic calls from the Emperor himself, Konrad Curze (supervised by Corvos Corax). , and Ferrus Manus. After being trained until she huddled up in aggrieved manner, she desperately realized through instinctive inference that the next time she stepped into Arax Angel Fortress, she would most likely be "invited" into the palace by the Holy Blood Guards. In the church, Sanguinius himself gave the lecture.

Thank goodness Roboute Guilliman had a bad signal. Otherwise she won't be able to sleep today.

In the end, before taking a break, she chose to take her anger out on the Emperor: She folded a piece of printer paper in front of the statue and wrote, "The Emperor turned around and told others what he saw in the warp, without any sense of confidentiality." ’s name tag, stood aside, and then took a psychic blow while escaping.

In contrast, during this period of time, there was obviously no such happy atmosphere on the Shadow Hammer. Perhaps due to Fujimaru Ritsuka's personal advice, the imperial army did not cause any high-intensity armed conflicts in the process of taking over the black ship of the Inquisition, but this does not mean that the crew on it - regardless of the lord they serve Is the relationship between the judges distant or close, and what role does it play in this series of events? What are the more optimistic options for the possible endings in the future?

Even if Fujimaru Ritsuka has ordered that the case should be notified to the Tribunal and assisted by it, it does not mean that the Imperial Army has nothing else to do besides controlling the flow of people on the entire ship. Of course, the screening, interrogation and proper cleaning of relevant personnel can be done before the other party reacts, but under the orders of Fujimaru Ritsuka himself, he sincerely wanted to simply use promethium flames to decompose the entire ship. Force fields, or anything else they thought was useful to "cleanse" the Imperial Guards, still reluctantly showed great restraint.

"Of course I know how similar things are generally handled in the empire." Fujimaru Ritsuka has no doubt that this group of forbidden soldiers, starting from Vasilian, all want to kill the king as a assassin. Specifications are dealt with. Therefore, she drew the bottom line for how to deal with it at the very beginning, "But after the Great Rift unfolded, the rate of time passing in various parts of the galaxy was different. The technology held by the Cronos Order of the Inquisition and Talents are becoming more and more important in today's empire - which means that the empire still has to reuse this department, so when dealing with this matter, I hope that at least the official face will be acceptable to them. "

Under Sevatar's uninvited reminder, the Imperial Guards realized that there was indeed a gray area near this fuzzy line that Fujimaru Ritsuka allowed to exist. But before they had time to get angry about "Why is it that an untrustworthy betrayer like you knows more about the unspoken words of our Lord's spokesperson?", Sigismund had already taken the lead and captured Sevatar into the storm. The Boundary Simulation Room also gave away a gift package of irregular sword fighting.

Neither player was afraid of this, but considering the upcoming arrangements, they stopped fighting soon: after Fujimaru Ritsuka barely slept for two hours, he had to get up again to conduct political social activities as an imperial saint. , Sigismund will still have to stand guard next to her. Therefore, Savita is just making a fool of herself again in this short period of time. However, in a sense, the purpose of the Emperor's Champion has been achieved:
At least, Simonius, who followed Kaelia back from the Astropath Relay Station, after watching the whole process, picked a corner where no one was paying attention, and questioned the leader of the Black Armored Guard face to face: "You are still wearing the iron cavalry style. Well, why can’t I defeat Sigismund wearing ordinary armor?”

Savita only sighed deeply at this, and felt deeply: the father of genes was far away, people's hearts were dispersed, and it was difficult to lead the team.

Then, after the Black Knight left (actually he was still holding back his words and did not express his stance to Fujimaru Ritsuka, but time was limited and it was not his turn), the Lord of the Black Armor Guard completely removed his armor and was backward compatible with other Those black-armored guards who had to remove their armor when they returned to the ship under the "regulations" that included force deterrence, "invited" all those who had just thought about similar problems in their own minds into the simulated octagon. cage.

Sahar got up angrily from the ground. In the first moment, he seemed to want to throw the thing that hit him back at Jeanne Alter, but after he realized what it was, he gave up. This idea. He snorted coldly, threw the brick of Astartes rations with a clang on the hard bed that was a little too small for his body, and said angrily: "Are you here to see my joke?"

Thor was knocked down again by a punch. He unknowingly took off his power armor, stuffed it into a set of tattered robes, and locked him in this room. Sahar was standing on the top of the wall and near the ceiling in a strange posture. at the vents. After hearing this, he turned his head and looked down viciously at the "mortal" woman who came through the door.

"Then what are you here for?"

For any warrior, a corner is not an easy place to maneuver—let alone a corner on the ceiling. Jeanne Alter had already expected that when she threw a brick, she received the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground accompanied by an angry cry of pain and unintelligible swear words. But she also knew very well that this height would not really hurt a prepared Astartes.

"Let's see if you're dead. If you're not dead, feed you some food. Don't let you really starve to death." Joan of Arc Alter rolled her eyes clearly, "Sevita should have done this, but it's a pity. , he is now busy re-establishing his prestige in front of his subordinates, which was completely destroyed by the Emperor's Champion."

While the Terran Night Lord, who had the illusion that he might be capable, was once again brutally beaten by Sevatar without armor, Jeanne Alter, who was temporarily given a leave of absence as "A", was leisurely holding some emergency rations dedicated to the Astartes. The ground brushed open a door in Stormbound:

"Not interested." Joan of Arc Alter waved her hand in disgust, "You are neither handsome nor cute. It would be better to watch Blood Angel."

"There is nothing wrong with our fresh air system. You don't need to repair it." Before the other party could speak, Joan of Arc Alter took the lead and threw the ration block in her hand that was no different from a brick in her hand, trying to He smashed down from the position that a normal person couldn't hold on to, "Save your energy, aren't you tired of jumping up and down to plan a jailbreak? Besides, your surname is not Dantès. I don't think you can make a difference in this area." "

"I know that after seeing what Ritsuka did, you must have realized that the ventilation ducts on this ship will lead to the arsenal." She said nonchalantly as soon as she entered the door, "But you don't know what it is. What kind of figure are you in? If you want to get into the ventilation pipe of the Storm Frontier, you might as well try to survive being split in half."

In a sense, this fight is not fair. In this battle where Sigismund beat Sevatar violently in the simulation room, the cavalry-style Terminator armor worn by the latter was just in vain - Joan of Arc Alter herself was enduring Arjuna's reprimand at the time And complaining, judging from the result, she was very unkind and let Savita face an angry black knight alone.

But don’t expect her to feel any guilt about this: after all, Sigismund can’t borrow Jorgeos’s Spirit Key at any time. This is a fair "one-on-one" relationship.

Joan of Arc Alter originally thought that the other party would be interested in this story, or at least after this incident, she would finally think of asking questions such as "Which Sigismund is this Emperor's Champion you are talking about?" However, Sahar just stood there for a while, and finally said "Oh" blankly. Sahar, who only understood that "even a person like Savita needs to maintain his prestige in front of his subordinates", didn't know what to think of, and had some complicated feelings about this. But Joan of Arc Alter didn't bother to guess his twisted thoughts. Seeing his unmotivated reaction, most of her thoughts of "talking to him more" disappeared in an instant: "Anyway, I still want to By the way: Ritsuka is different from us. She has a lot of other things to do, but when she has free time, she will definitely come over to talk to you about the follow-up to this matter. You'd better wait quietly and don't—"

"——There is no follow-up." After being reminded of what had just happened, Sahar's attitude towards this was quite negative, "If you want to 'dispose' of me, it doesn't have to be so troublesome."

"Why did you want to go there?" Jeanne d'Arc Alter was quite impatient, "Tsk, that's why I didn't want to come over. I just agreed to Sevita's request unnecessarily - anyway, you are still grounded now. , so don’t leave this room, especially don’t hit the guns of the Forbidden Army in the past two days. You will be given a meal once a day. If you are bored, you can ask the person who delivers the meal to bring you two books from the library. Time, but you don’t have the right to be picky about the types of books.”

"...There's no need to go to that trouble." Sahar repeated in a low voice as if to himself, "It's better to kill me with one knife."

Mita is dead. Even if he missed most of the important process, he could easily understand the final result. The news did bring him some sadness, but more importantly to him, the coordinates of the planet where the Night King's Crown was hidden were something that only she, a psyker, could accurately state. Sahar once again lost the relics of his genetic father. The fact that this fact brought about an even greater and more terrifying sense of loss made him palpitate.

The thread that barely tied him to this time that did not belong to him was completely broken. The moment he realized this, he seemed to feel himself falling in the endless void of complete darkness - darkness should be the friend of the Son of the Night, But this darkness revealed to him the meaninglessness of nothing, making him feel a bone-chilling coldness and helpless fear.

After a while, he realized that this feeling should be called "loneliness".

Joan of Arc Alter had finished speaking, but Sahar's haunted and dead look really made her feel that something was wrong all over her body. She could have just closed the door and locked it and walked away, but - maybe because the saint who was her prototype left a little bit of conscience in her at an inappropriate time, she still chose to ask angrily:
"What, are you thinking about your little girlfriend?"

As if he had been stung by a poisonous scorpion, Sahar suddenly turned his head at a completely unnecessary speed and shouted angrily: "She is not a 'little girlfriend'! She is my witch - she serves me! "

"Whatever you say." Joan of Arc Alter smiled narrowly, "What Ashne is now——"

"——She's not dead?!" At that moment, Sahar's whole body almost lit up. Joan of Arc Alter looked amused, and then mercilessly exposed the other party's unrealistic fantasies:

"She's dead." She not only said it cruelly, but also examined Sahar's emotional changes with a kind of cruel interest. "The incident report has not been written yet. I only heard a brief summary in the infirmary. : It would be fine if she just became a demon host, but after that, the Lord of Changes, through the connection of his servants, also projected a small piece of himself on the woman's body - after all, the personality was too different. Of course, even a mere mortal would be completely hopeless, not to mention the mutations and distortions caused by Chaos. In the end, even her physical body was completely destroyed by the black sword. In fact, she was already dead. die."

Jeanne Alter watched with interest for a few seconds. Sahar was clearly angry, but had to hold it back because he already knew that a armed conflict with her would not lead to a situation that was beneficial to him. Then he added the most important words: "Despite saying that, Ritsuka finally succeeded in getting her soul back."

"...?"

The expression on Sahar's face instantly transformed into one of bewildered disbelief. The soul was no longer a new concept to him, nor was the fact that the soul existed. He could definitely understand what Joan of Arc Alter meant in this sentence, but it would obviously take some time to fully accept them.

Joan of Arc Alter thought that she had had enough fun, so she took advantage of this "little time" without any sense of martial ethics, decisively stepped back and closed the door and locked it. It was only then that Sahar finally realized what this sentence meant. He rushed to the door of the cell that was temporarily used as a solitary room, and realized (again) that he could not open the door. After that, he began to try to attract other people's attention by making loud noises with his fists on the door panel:

"Where is she?! I want to see her-"

Unfortunately, the only response he received was a string of satisfied laughter from women in the corridor.

(End of this chapter)