Chapter 6 The Future
"So you spent your time doing something totally meaningless."

Perhaps it was because Fujimaru Ritsuka had made some achievements on this issue. Conrad Coates' originally boiling anger subsided a little, but he still sneered sharply in a dark and gloomy mood: "Toward the A traveler traveling in the wrong direction will never reach the correct end point, not to mention you are heading towards a certain dead end. I don't see the point of wasting your energy on these 'unnecessary things'."

"Including me trying to change Nostramo?"

"Otherwise, what do you think I am referring to? Are you accusing you of making Nightfall look like a classical music city?" The real master of the Eighth Legion screamed like a monster in these words, "—— I do have something to say about this: The Eighth Legion should be the hammer of justice, the blade of punishment, the condemner of fear! And you make them weak!"

Faced with the censure of a original body, especially the censure of Conrad Curze, Fujimaru Ritsuka still did not show any fear.The only emotional behavior she showed was a helpless sigh: "It seems that we have differences on many things. If things develop as the Emperor planned, we may have to get along for a while. ”

Konrad Curze knew what this plan was and was not optimistic about it from the beginning, but even though he had received conclusive judgment and death in Tagusa, before his soul was awakened by the Emperor and he entered the illusion, , he realized that the instincts he had when he was alive were still deeply engraved in his body that lacked material support.

He saw that the plan would go smoothly to the end, and then it would succeed.This is why, even if he has 1 reluctances, he still almost obediently goes through the trial according to the arrangements of the illusion; this is also why, even if Fujimaru Ritsuka does make him angry on many levels, this girl can still completely You must stand still and talk to him.

She was a more important part of this doomed plan than even Conrad Coates.So she must live.

"Let's address the topic at the beginning: You feel that many of my attempts are meaningless because they cannot change the already destined outcome. Is that so, Mr. Conrad?"

"Indeed." Although Conrad Coates criticized many questions about her, he still recognized Fujimaru Ritsuka's ability to quickly grasp the key points in the conversation.However, the recognition that appeared at this time only intensified the disgust and irritability that had been lingering in his heart since he boarded the night ship, making him feel that his dislike of the whole thing was not pure enough.

"And don't try to convince me with the same rhetoric as Persuasion." The awakened dead soul added with clear malice.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head slightly: "I didn't convince Savita Leon, I just temporarily suppressed some of his ideas that were not to my liking through my identity as the commander of the Eighth Army. You should also know that Savita Leon ...It can be said that they are very stubborn. In other words, the Astartes are basically very stubborn. It always takes a lot of time and reliable examples to completely convince them to change their minds."

"Then you will soon discover that the Primarch is far more stubborn than the Astartes."

"And much prouder. In fact, I have discovered this from the history of the Empire shown to me by the Emperor and from my contact with Mr. Ferrus. But given that we here and now have experienced many bad prophetic visions, I think maybe our communication on the topic of 'future' will be smoother?"

Conrad Coates was noncommittal.Even though he was ridiculing this in his heart, he still made a "please continue" gesture on the surface.He made up his mind to see what happened to this mortal - according to the basic setting of this illusion, he was a mortal who had witnessed every prophecy he had seen so far in his life, but still did not suffer a mental breakdown because of it - What's the point?

"First of all, I don't think it's meaningless to try to make changes when the outcome of one thing is certain." Fujimaru Ritsuka turned back and turned his attention to Nostramo hanging in the void again. , "Many times an event will have more than just consequences for the later parts - just like this planet that will always go back to the starting point. Maybe it will always return to this chaotic and sinful state, but in In the dozen or so years when each change first started and order and peace were still functioning, there were still people who benefited from it.”

Mortal thoughts.Conrad Coates almost laughed.

"What does this mean? Is it the self-comfort that a trivial achievement brings to you?"

"How can this be considered self-consolation? Doesn't a trivial achievement count as an achievement?" Fujimaru Ritsuka refuted with a similar sentence structure, "On the original Nostramo, people could only die of cold and hunger. After receiving appropriate relief, those who could only be worn to death on the assembly line received proper remuneration and holidays. Those who could only be consumed as weapons and cannon fodder for the nobles found another more valuable way out, and could only remain illiterate for the rest of their lives. People have gained education and a ladder of promotion - even if this order can only operate for a few dozen years at a time, aren't these welcome changes? I understand that you Primarchs and even the Astartes don't care very much The lives of ordinary people. During the Great Crusade, your eyes fell on the stars. Your fleets swept across countless planets, slaughtered countless aliens, and pointed at a glorious future—"

"——A future that is forced upon you."

"——But do you dare to say that you have never yearned for that kind of future?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru even turned around and growled at him, and Konrad Curze was actually held back for a moment.

He did not answer the question, but the very act of not answering was also an answer.

"That is a future that depicts the happiness of all mankind." After stabilizing his emotions a little, Fujimaru Ritsuka's tone changed to a soft whisper, "And the happiness of mankind sprouts from these things that you don't care about." "But it's useless." Konrad Coates also replied in a low voice with a similar volume. "You also know that these things on Nostramo are all illusory bubbles that can only last for more than ten years. It seems It may be beautiful, but it will eventually fall back into the mire full of deadly chemicals after being broken.”

"The bubble may eventually burst, but the bubble did exist." Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "People who can distinguish right from wrong and have a righteous heart grow and temper themselves in these waves of reincarnation. When the number of these people increases, chaos will come again." To replace order you have to pay more, until it can no longer form a climate - and I have the data to prove it."

Innocent.Conrad Coates thought so.But he began to have trouble deciding whether this approach was ridiculous or respectable.

"Perhaps so, but how long will it take?" He was a little surprised to find that his questioning no longer contained such obvious malice and hostility, "Which one of you expect the future of Hai Qing He Yan to arrive first? Or North? Will the end of Telamo come first? Didn’t your prophecy tell you that?”

"...I don't quite understand your views on those prophecies, Mr. Conrad." Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed, "It seems to me that you are completely trapped by them in your life, but because of a I was wary from the beginning, so I managed to escape. As a person who is not in a cage, my answer to this is: I don't care."

This answer shocked Konrad Coates far more than the indignation caused by the rejection of his ideas by a mortal.Even as the original body, he could only unconsciously repeat the other party's answer in surprise: "...it doesn't matter?"

"If the future of Haiqing Heyan comes first, that's great; but if the end of Nostramo comes first, does that mean that my transformation of Nostramo has to end?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka confidently said what Conrad Coates thought was illogical:

"It's true that I want to change Nostramo, but what I actually want to change is not the planet itself, but the people on the planet! With the technological level of mankind in the 30th millennium, I want to change the people of the entire planet. Moving to another planet to live is not a fantasy! If the destruction of Nostramo cannot be prevented, then let it be destroyed. As a Primarch, of course I can move my home planet Pack up all the residents and put them on another livable planet, re-establish the same culture and architecture, and continue to transform its social environment!”

Conrad Coates was speechless with surprise.Although he had never thought about solving this problem, he was still shocked by the shocking logic that was used to solve the problem.He could not react, but Fujimaru Ritsuka's speech continued:
"In the final analysis, although we can see the result of something in the future, the result itself is only a staged summary and conclusion of the future, not the actual end. Nostramo may will be destroyed. If she is really shattered by orbital bombardment, her wreckage will still be floating in this galaxy, and the ships of the Mechanicus can still salvage the adamantine ore that originally belonged to Nostramo nearby. According to me Taking the idea further, the galaxy may be ignited by war, and Horus may drag the entire empire into the quagmire of war - if this is bound to happen, then isn't the best thing to do is to stock up on a sufficient number of fire extinguishers in advance? , and find a way to tie a rope to pull the empire out when it slips into the swamp?"

"That little bit of effort is like a mantis trying to use a chariot. In the midst of the burning war, what's the use of a mere legion?"

"Efforts may have no results, but the efforts themselves will have meaning - even if it is very small." She had already talked about this part of the topic before, but Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't seem to mind repeating it again, "If you don't take small steps, you won't achieve anything." Thousands of miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become a river. I believe that even if a little effort today does not produce results, even if the results are dispersed in the dangerous reality, it will become the cornerstone of a different future. "

"But how do you know whether that unforeseen future will be good or bad?"

"If it's a good future, accept it; if it's a bad future, try to correct it or overcome it." When Fujimaru Ritsuka said this, he was like a child who was playing rogue in the game and wanted to win no matter what. , "I don't believe in fate!"

After the words fell, Conrad Coates thought for a few minutes.For the Primarch, these few minutes were enough for him to think very complexly and process data that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know what he was thinking during this period, but she obviously had enough patience and just stood aside quietly, waiting for the result of the other person's thinking.

Finally, the original member of the Eighth Legion unexpectedly showed a smile that only contained positive meaning:

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, you did teach me a lesson." He was not very willing, but he decided to admit, "I may need some time to think about all the points you raised in this conversation. Before I draw the results, I will take them with a pinch of salt – but only on the last point, which I can agree with immediately and unconditionally.”

He smiled a little narrowly and said, "If you believed in fate, you would probably have died ten thousand times."

"Who says it's not?" Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked at him deliberately.

The slightly tense atmosphere dissipated, and they shared a silent smile in the dim light on the bridge of the Night Veil.

(End of this chapter)

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