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

Chapter 81 No one makes the wrong choice
The so-called "tests" administered in the Empire to possible heretics were actually ritual tortures.

The purpose of this ritual is to push the subject to the limit, even to the edge of death, during a long period of extreme physical and mental oppression.This kind of behavior will undoubtedly greatly stimulate the survival instinct of the subjects, and they will use all their strength to struggle under the instinct.If the subject is in any sense tainted with heresy, they will always be exposed in the process.

——Of course, it often happens that subjects who need to be tested for purity die during the process.And the Imperials would view such a thing this way: At least we proved that this person was still pure in death.

No one can say that this is a kind act. Even the Imperial people themselves will admit that the process is quite cruel.In the world that Fujimaru Ritsuka used to live in, this kind of behavior would undoubtedly be labeled as extreme, ignorant, ignorant, crazy, disrespectful of human rights, even anti-humanity, etc., and would be attacked by all walks of life. Of.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought the same thing, but she didn't say anything.

This behavior is indeed extreme, ignorant, crazy, disrespectful of human rights, and anti-humanity.But in this galaxy that is torn apart by a great rift, in this universe that is endlessly warring, and in this current situation where malicious eyes and hands behind the curtain are always ready to seize human souls, this is exactly what happens. Behavior supports the survival of the entire human species:
There may be one true heretic among a thousand people who have gone through the torture of the test. But if this one true heretic is missed, the loss will probably be hundreds of millions of lives on the entire planet.I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. Such an overly extreme measure naturally gave rise to the rationality and correctness of its existence under the overly extreme consequences.

Because of this accuracy, Fujimaru Ritsuka said nothing.Sister Iolanth was not wrong in what she did.

This is not only a city with a large population, but also an important fulcrum on the front line of a war zone.When he couldn't tell whether what the girl performed was a real miracle or a heretical trick, the first thing Iolanth had to consider was the responsibility she shouldered, rather than what would happen to a young girl who might be innocent or guilty. responsibility - the overall safety of the city.

Even in a different place, Fujimaru Ritsuka could not make a more correct decision than this one.She therefore said nothing.

She followed the sisters of the Sisters through the streets bustling with reconstruction work, moving quickly towards the target facility.Lanmallock and his tactical team elicited excited shouts and murmurs from the surrounding workers, mixed with a little confusion but not innocuous enough.

To the civilians of Ultramar, the Space Marines are no distant legend.Since the time of the Great Crusade, the Ultramarines and the various sub-groups derived from them have been responsible for the long-term task of ruling and planning in this area, until today, thousands of years later.

The majestic figures and gorgeous armor of the Angels of Death can often be seen in various forms of broadcast communications for the civilians in this area; during the long-term rule of the Ultramarines, the Space Marines and the people The trust built between them is also very strong.This diluted the nervousness that the people of this area might have had at the sight of a heavily armed humanoid war machine, and also caused the cheers undulating on the roadside to make Ranmarok and his warriors uncomfortable.

Not that they haven't enjoyed this kind of treatment before, but this isn't Caliban.

Even if the warriors with blue and white paint that are more familiar to the locals are not coming here, it is an undoubted fact that the Emperor's Angels are here.Even if all the parties involved do not look sideways and just pass through the crowd in a hurry, this fact will be interpreted and spread by the civilians who have witnessed the incident, and they will be happy or depressed because of the correct or incorrect conclusion they draw.

Morale is particularly important in a battlefield, so this is also an issue that must be dealt with as soon as possible, but Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't want to think about it for the time being.She just mechanically followed the direction of the sisters, until the station of the Sisters of Battle became conspicuous among the ruins and roughly rebuilt facilities, and the entire team stepped into the door. It ends at the gate decorated with a skull symbolizing purity and a noble eagle.

Sister Iolance, who arrived first, was already standing on the opposite side of the hall again, carefully holding "the girl" who had been the center of the conversation with her hands.The gradually sinking sunlight of Parmenio passes through the broken windows of the building, and the tiny orange-red light spots are refracted by the glass fragments and fall on the ground in the center of the hall, like a fire pit that has sunk into the ground.

"Here she is, Your Excellency. This is the girl." The senior nun said softly as she slowly stepped forward, as if she was afraid that her voice would ruin such a sacred atmosphere.

"Thank you, Sister Iolanth. I know that her current physical condition is obviously not good, but please let her try to see if she can stand up on her own now."

There was a hint of hidden sadness in Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice, but when everyone's attention was focused on the girl in the arms of the senior nun, this sadness went unnoticed.

Ranma Locke had even complained about why a person of Fujimaru Ritsuka's age could call another person "girl" without any discomfort. However, when he saw the real person, he immediately realized that this word was just a compliment. A description of objective facts.

The girl was also obviously underage.She has brown hair and eyes, and fair skin, which seems to be common among Parmenios.At this time, she seemed to be pale due to the torture she had just suffered, and there were bright red and ferocious scars on her exposed body, teeth and claws showing, all of which made her extremely weak.Judging from her appearance alone, she is obviously of the same age as Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the latter often has a certain temperament that she does not have now. The slight anxiety and confusion she naturally reveals in the current situation also makes her Looks younger.

She only had a thin white dress on her body, the fabric was stained red with her own blood, and she didn't even have shoes.Ranma Locke did not think that Fujimaru Ritsuka gave appropriate instructions at this time, but the girl still tried hard to stretch her limbs again with the support of Iolanth, allowing her bare feet to support her again. own weight.This process seemed very worrying to others, but after a few seconds, she still succeeded staggeringly.The girl staggered forward as she tried to move forward, until Fujimaru Ritsuka, who came forward to meet her, stretched out her hand, and she also stretched out her hand——

The two hands clasped together under the orange-red sunset of Parmenio dusk. Under the tiny spots of light, everyone seemed to hear the faint chant coming from the sky.Under this sacred scene, everyone held their breath unconsciously, and the wounds on the girl's body caused by the so-called "test" healed and disappeared as quickly as rewinding in two breaths, without even leaving a scar. Down.Amid everyone's heightened joy at witnessing the miracle, the girl murmured:
"...Sister." She called Fujimaru Ritsuka this way, which earned a helpless smile from the latter.

"Did 'he' tell you to call me that?"

The girl didn't speak, and nodded in confusion.She stared at the surrounding scene carefully for a while as if in a trance, but she seemed not to be looking at anything, but simply immersed in her inner thoughts.Fujimaru Ritsuka let all this go and just continued to hold the girl's hand, which had become cold due to blood loss, until she sorted out her thoughts and asked again:
"That test didn't end." She asked unexpectedly, "Is it because I did something wrong?"

"No, it is just to test whether you are bewitched by heretics." Fujimaru Ritsuka answered as calmly as possible, "After I have proved your purity with my own authority, it is no longer necessary. It will only be a waste of time to continue." A senseless torture."

This may sound unreasonable, but Fujimaru Ritsuka understands why this girl would ask such a question.For an ant, there is almost no difference between the brick wall and the cement wall in front of it. The same is true for small humans. When faced with an existence that is too large, they cannot clearly recognize what they are facing. What kind of people are the vast majority?She did trigger the Holy Miracle under the guidance of the Emperor, but how could she know that it was indeed the Emperor who led her?
It is certainly the right thing to protect yourself in the face of unnecessary torture, but for the girl herself, it is more right to ensure that she will not hurt others in the future because of her sudden differences.When the nuns tell her that there is a way to find out what is going on, she of course eagerly agrees, even though she already knows what awaits her - and in proving her innocence, she Perhaps more urgently than Sister Iolance.

Fujimaru Ritsuka knew all this, so she didn't say anything.

"...But I failed the test." The girl seemed to be a bit over the top in this regard, while Fujimaru Ritsuka just sighed helplessly.

"Don't pay too much attention to this." She said, but it was not to prove to the girl that "she is pure" again. "From the moment you were chosen by the emperor, you have no other choice. In the future, you You will encounter things that are a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times more painful than this kind of test. It is better to save your strength from now on so that you can face those things in the future."

"What?" The girl looked at her blankly.

She was taller than Fujimaru Ritsuka, had a bigger frame, and looked stronger, but right now, she was just...a girl.

"You have been chosen by the Emperor," Fujimaru Ritsuka said. "You still don't understand what this means."

"I...I know, 'he' told me." The girl replied timidly, "'He' said it was very painful and that I would die, but 'he' also said that he would make me die... significance."

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed slowly and heavily.

She wanted to liberate the other party from this responsibility that should not belong to her, and wanted her to go home and reunite with her parents: before being selected, she was hiding in the city with her parents. In a basement somewhere.

It is certainly correct to reunite the separated relatives, to allow the lives that would otherwise have died miserably to live freely, and to allow the lives that would have been stagnant to continue in happiness, but——

"Ranmalock." Fujimaru Ritsuka said coldly, "I need you to lead the team and cooperate with Sister Iolansi to investigate, destroy and obscure this girl's background, and make up some incorrect statements to obscure the true identity. Tell her parents that their daughter will devote herself to a greater cause, so they will never be able to see her again - tell them to move or use some method to cleanse their memory, but don't kill anyone. What I do is The origin of her existence must be obscured in mysticism, and the blood of blood relatives will easily expose this matter."

In the girl's shocked eyes, Fujimaru Ritsuka let go of her hand, leaving her alone under the warm light.

She is also using a greater right to murder a smaller right.

No one made a wrong choice.

　Mi (six o'clock)
　　Don’t change it anymore, let’s put it down!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)