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

Chapter 82 Pretend There's a Title Here
The next thing that was ordered to be disposed of was all the blood stains left by the girl during her torture.

When the client was placed in the temporary medical clinic at the Sisters of Battle, and it was determined that Asclepius would conduct an in-depth examination of her, all the places she had visited and all the objects she had come into contact with - the torture chamber, The inquiry room, tables, chairs, and even Sister Iolanth's armor were all quickly subjected to the almost destructive cleaning of powerful detergents.As for those instruments of torture that were inevitably stained with blood and difficult to clean thoroughly due to their shape, they were thrown directly into the incinerator and melted into a pile of debris by the high temperature generated by the plasma reaction.

Fujimaru Ritsuka has no doubt that if the people here are given a chance, they will definitely enshrine those blood-stained torture instruments as a symbol of the saint's suffering.At this time, she finally began to feel satisfied that the authority she held was too high - even if she still believed that she was not qualified, she could still use this (and pretend to be a powerful emperor) to easily make the nuns completely And carry out this order without compromise, which they are actually not very willing to do.

Then, she contacted the Lion's Mane during this short period of time and confirmed that the current situation was not bad or bad for the time being. She was just waiting for the internal intelligence transfer process of the imperial fleet, and sighed with mixed feelings.

"Is there any problem?" Because Ranmarok took his Firewing warriors to deal with intelligence issues, and now the person next to Fujimaru Ritsuka is asking the Dreadwing Captain, Zantik A. Fopa - a Terran origin who fought in the Randan War and had great achievements. He is undoubtedly a reliable commander. It is obviously unreasonable for him to lead a tactical team of only ten people.However, time changed, and in this situation 1 years later, he could only get Fujimaru Ritsuka's sad, hesitant, and slightly uneasy eyes of distrust.

"Captain Afupa, I have no doubt about your professional ability, but the first thing we should make clear is that the situation is different from before." She did not answer the other party's question, but started to talk about something else. , "All our current defense forces are not well-trained Space Marines, but just a group of Astra Militarum troops who have inevitably become fatigued in the protracted war, and their armor strength has also been almost exhausted in the previous tug-of-war. ”

The company commander did not take off his helmet, but even so, his surprise penetrated all obstacles and was clearly conveyed even without relying on words.He said nothing, but he had obviously guessed what order Fujimaru Ritsuka would give next.

"For reasons and reasons, we all have to defend this city." She said, "I believe that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we will at least be able to formally airdrop reinforcements from the Lion's Mane, and things will become simpler by then. But. Before that, all we could mobilize were twenty Dark Angel warriors, two troop carriers, and local defense forces. We were bound to get traffic tickets from the regent. If we lost the city again, things would be really bad. It’s going to be big.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka's statement did not mention any specific tasks. In fact, it left some room for rejection by the other party.As long as Captain Afopa doesn't want to lead a bunch of mortals to fight this shitty battle, he can naturally pretend not to understand and let the local defenders fend for themselves - unfortunately, he does have some inappropriate pride that makes him not want to command those who are there. In his eyes, he was an unqualified soldier, but his pride did not allow him to watch the front line that originally belonged to the empire be thrown away in vain.

"I understand." He agreed with 1 reluctances, "I will communicate with the defenders here to see if there are any places that need to be filled, rebuilt or mobilized to coordinate this defensive battle. "

"...Are you sure you know this is a defensive battle, right?"

"Of course I know!"

Captain Afopa said angrily, and stormed off.When he left, he also took his entire tactical team with him, so now Fujimaru Ritsuka was left with only one Firewing warrior left behind by Ran Malok as security.

After all this turmoil, the sun of Parmenio sank below the horizon.As night fell, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally got some time to rest.She quietly ran into the temporary medical clinic with her bodyguards, planning to get a bed or a chair here. Unfortunately, while she was still looking for a suitable target, Asclepius appeared after completing the examination. .

"Her condition is not very good." The veritable "God of Medicine" said straight to the point, "Psychic energy healed her superficial wounds, but it was only those on the 'surface'. I temporarily blocked her psychic energy. But this is just a stop-gap measure to temporarily stop the situation from getting worse. It doesn’t matter if it stays like this for a week or so, but no matter what, I will need the equipment and resources on the Storm Boundary within a week. "

——The Emperor's psychic powers are violent.Even if the person on the throne intends to control it, and the little girl happens to have the right qualifications, it is not something that a mere mortal can endure for a long time.The girl herself had no experience in this kind of thing. As a "bottle" for receiving spiritual energy, she didn't know how to turn off the "high-pressure faucet" that was always open, let alone how to drain the excess spiritual energy reasonably. If things go on like this, the final result will be that the bottle as a container is cracked and broken by excessive pressure.

In the current situation, Asclepius turned off the faucet for her when the bottle had just cracked.Although nothing will happen for the time being, the cracks that have appeared must still be repaired.

"I understand, and I will make arrangements as soon as possible according to the situation." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded tiredly, "If everything goes well, we will get the ship down tomorrow or the day after tomorrow; if not, then use the teleportation method to return to the Lion's Mane. Go up."

Asclepius nodded, and then looked at her quietly for a while - he did not leave to do other things, nor did he urge Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was on the verge of overwork, to rest quickly, he just stayed quietly. In place, and the scene they were in was even a medical clinic.For someone like Asclepius, who was somewhat of a workaholic in his job that he loved to the point of paranoia, this was really... not quite right.Therefore, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? This doesn't look like you?"

"I'll give you my exact words." Asclepius snorted with his usual ruthless attitude, "I didn't expect you to say those words in front of that child."

"I didn't expect you to care about the patient's psychological problems." Fujimaru Ritsuka teased first, and then added, "She has no choice, and she will know what she is going through sooner or later. In this case, I think it is worse than It's better to tell her clearly from the beginning than to hide it. Besides, saving the world is not an easy job - not being able to see my parents again in the future is just the most trivial thing among them."

Asclepius paused and asked, "Is this a rule of thumb?"

"I speak from experience." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and turned away from this topic that she had no intention of talking about. "Then again, how do you feel? You have been a little too quiet along the way. Nothing happened. Is it something?"

"...Am I not quiet enough usually?"

"Two different things. We have landed in a position blessed by the God of Plague. I have prepared countermeasures early in the morning to catch you when you want to run deeper - there are so many 'new cases' around. Under the circumstances, you did act too calm. You didn't even talk much along the way, not even to yourself."

"...It's just emotional." Asclepius was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "Does the me in the Lost Belt in India also look like that?"

——This means that when he was one of the "Protector Gods", he used the power of Yama, the god of the underworld, to summon the dead as soldiers, and also used the power of Varuna, the water god, to continuously strengthen and heal the sacred beasts that stood in front of Chaldea. .

As the blocked party, Fujimaru Ritsuka just shrugged: "It's obviously different, right? At least the battlefield was very clean at that time."

"Hey, there's no need to fool me with such words." Asclepius, who spent his life developing medical skills and safeguarding "human dignity," was angry. He hoped that one day "excellent people would not die in vain because of the anger of the gods." He said, "Although there are only records, I can probably guess what was going on in my mind at that time."

"Then let's take this as a lesson from past failures." Fujimaru Ritsuka said easily, "And I'm here too. If this time, your research goes astray due to some weird thing, I, as your The sponsor will definitely be the first to punch you in the face."

"There is a limit to arrogance." Asclepius chuckled behind the beak mask, "Now you are dragging a *Greek expletive* rotten universe behind you, and you still think you have time to care about others. Are you mentally healthy? I am a doctor myself, so I won’t bother you. Now go find a bed and sleep, I’m going to study the samples collected nearby.”

He left with indifferent words, but the long snake floating in the air pushed Fujimaru Ritsuka to an empty bed that had been left before.

　Miu Miu Miu (no more, and shriveled)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)