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

Chapter 80 When communicating with fanatic believers, I really want to shout for help

All in all, 15 minutes after Fujimaru Ritsuka made a shocking speech to the defenders, she was introduced into the city in a rush and successfully met a menacing battle nun.

"I am Senior Sister Aiolanth. I currently represent the Imperial State Church and lead my sisters to protect the people's faith in this city." The nun sister wearing red armor said this with a certain hesitation in her tone. Barely keeping calm.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at her naturally: Maybe it was because she was currently in an indoor environment in a non-war zone, or maybe her status as the battle sister commander made her feel the need to do this. In short, Iolansi was not wearing a helmet. .This caused her braided silver-white hair to fall down from the left side of her cheek, and everyone could see that there was a huge sky eagle tattoo on her shaved right scalp.

This is not Fujimaru Ritsuka's focus.She has gradually lost some of her sensory acuity due to excessive fatigue, but there are still some things that have entered her instincts and remain in her subconscious - without careful study, she can naturally recognize the other person's face at a glance. The look on her face showed that Sister Iolance was angry when she entered the room.

She didn't think about it at all, and she naturally understood where this anger came from: a girl in the city who was suspected of being able to cause holy miracles was enough to worry about, but now there was another girl outside the city who claimed that she could communicate with the Emperor. The emperor's judge?Fujimaru Ritsuka can understand this feeling very well. It keeps coming up again and again, and it would be annoying for her.

But this anger was quickly suppressed and dissipated when Sister Iolance saw Fujimaru Ritsuka in person.The latter had no time to think, so she couldn't tell whether the "elimination" at this moment was because of the eagle scepter, because of her apparent age, or because the nun felt something that was indeed spreading everywhere in the city. energy field.However, she could still tell that the other party's anger did not disappear out of thin air, but was suppressed for some reason.

"My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka." She briefly thought about the wording, but finally chose to give up all descriptive words and just said, "I know that you are skeptical about all the things I said, and I also I fully understand your need to be cautious during this special period. So...hey, let’s do it this way.”

She gently paused the Sky Eagle Scepter in her hand, and an invisible but gentle wind blew out of thin air in this room that was completely sealed due to epidemic prevention requirements.At this moment, Iolanth did not use her senses to confirm any actual changes in the material world, but she immediately knew for sure from the depths of her soul that she had never been so close to the emperor.

"——What? What did you do?" The nun drew out the bolt gun from her waist in panic, trying to aim at the girl in front of her who wanted to use witchcraft tricks to deceive her even if she didn't agree with her words.The muzzle of her gun was instantly in place due to the muscle reflex accumulated from repeating the same action tens of millions of times in the past. However, as she moved her arm, she realized that the national religion pendant she wore on her chest was glowing faintly. .

"Don't be too nervous. Everyone knows that the tricks of chaos cannot leave an impact on the emperor's symbol - even if it is corrupted, it will only happen after the symbol itself is destroyed." Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression was still very natural, As if he was not being pointed at a gun, or had full confidence that the gun in front of him could not hurt him, "Just think of it as a reward for your years of service and devout faith. That pendant is now It’s a holy thing.”

Iolansi instinctively grabbed the pendant on her chest in a daze. A kind of warmth that was different from the past and seemed to reach directly into the heart completely defied the laws of physics and was transmitted to the bottom of her heart through her gauntlet.Her reason told her to continue to question the other party cautiously, but the trembling joy could not be restrained from the depths of her soul, causing her to stand there for a moment, caught between two thoughts, unaware. What to do.

"I know it's hard to understand at this moment, but the Emperor is indeed watching - otherwise I wouldn't be able to make an ordinary force field talisman into a sacred object." Fujimaru Ritsuka said, paused, and started again Self-doubt, "...Is the order wrong? I think I should show you the identification code first...?"

Unfortunately, at this time, the senior nun could hardly listen to anything.With the last bit of safety awareness, she put down the gun in her hand. Her face was almost as red as her armor due to excitement, and her breathing became heavy: "You - what did you say? God Emperor -"

"..." Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed, "Yes, yes, sisters, the emperor is looking at Parmenio." She knew it would be like this.But it's not unacceptable compared to two sides questioning each other and arguing pointlessly for more than three hours in an empty room.

The tottering Sister Iolanth screamed with excitement and looked like she was about to faint.This unusual sound instantly attracted the other two nuns who were guarding the door and broke in with guns. Although they were extremely vigilant, they only saw their commander wailing with joy and chanting randomly. Written with prayers excerpted from the Book of Psalms.The other girl in the room holding the Eagle Scepter looked embarrassed, helpless, tired, and guilty.

"I didn't mean it!" Fujimaru Ritsuka explained randomly, "I, I didn't expect her to cry..."

Lan Malokk, who was also standing guard at the door, looked at his nose and his heart, looking calm on the surface, but in fact he refused to let himself get involved in this mess.He did have a general understanding of the imperial folk customs of this era from the howling cries of the Iron Hand cousins ​​when facing the original body, but when he actually saw the corresponding scene, he would believe in the truth of the empire every time. Bring a new impact experience.

In short, after spending five chaotic minutes, the mood of the senior nun in Iolas finally stabilized again and she was able to communicate normally. On the contrary, the other two younger nuns were mentally disturbed. Falling into a restless state.It is conceivable that the excitement brought by this religion will soon spread throughout the city by beating drums and passing flowers... Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed, we will talk about it when the time comes, she is not a consul anyway.

"The Emperor has chosen a girl in this city. She should have performed a miracle in the city." She tried to bring the topic back to the direction she needed. "I believe this girl is currently under the protection of the Sisters of Battle. Come on, I have to see her no matter what, the sooner the better."

"That's right. But - God, what have we done..." Sister Aiolans recalled something as she spoke. The blood on her face quickly faded and turned into a very unhealthy pale color. And fell into a desperate anxiety in a short period of time.But perhaps she had already experienced a round of emotional shock. This time, she could at least express her meaning clearly while being anxious:
"That girl - that girl is being tested! But she, she is pure, the Emperor has indeed chosen her! Go and tell them to stop - no, I will tell them to stop myself!"

The senior nun was so flustered that she forgot all manners and etiquette, abandoned everyone, and rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.The two young nuns, who did not have a very clear understanding of the current situation, stayed in place in panic and confusion caused by the influence of the superior. Fujimaru Ritsuka just looked at Iolan's leaving back and sighed softly. One breath.

There was fatigue, helplessness, sadness, and a little well-hidden anger in that sigh.

　Miwu (no more).

　　Question: This nun of Iolance actually has a model. Could it be that she plays an important role?
　　Answer: No, it’s just a black picture. I think this hairstyle is very strange and very 40K fashion, so I hope everyone can taste it together.

　　And it’s useless to say that I’m short. Five thousand a day for a working party is the limit, and it won’t grow (peace).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)