How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?
Chapter 84 Don’t let space warriors choose their clothes
Chapter 84 Don’t let space warriors choose their clothes
After Fujimaru Ritsuka got up the next morning, she felt top-heavy for about 10 minutes - in her dream last night, she spent half the night arguing with the emperor.
The memory of this kind of lucid dream did not disappear quickly after waking up. All kinds of information about this war were swirling in her mind.The ethereal omens in the subspace and the actual mobilization of troops in the material universe gave rise to thousands of possible future situations. Fujimaru Ritsuka carelessly packed them all and threw them behind his mind, and got up to wash up.
After dealing with personal hygiene issues under crude conditions, the Emperor's hand-picked throne envoy resumed her day's activities: First, she immediately discovered that Lan Malok herself had returned to the station of the Sisters of Battle, and she did not know where to bring her. Came back with a set of clothing in "that girl's" size, including shoes and socks.
"...I originally planned to ask Sister Iolance today if I could find her a set of clothes." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at this person in shock as he looked very different from any of his legion brothers in the past. The inhumane Firewing Grand Master said, "Lan Malok, I didn't know you were so considerate."
Lan Malok seemed reluctant, as if the "caring" comment was a scolding to him: "I'm not. I just don't want to be forced to increase the workload because of her rudimentary protection."
"Okay." Pretending that this was indeed the case, Fujimaru Ritsuka took away the unpacked ready-made clothes piled around him and tried his best to control himself from thinking about how he was abandoned due to the war. I unearthed these things from the clothing store's warehouse, "Any news on the track?"
"The Lion's Mane sent a message one hour and 54 minutes ago, and has successfully contacted the Imperial Regent. The Ultramarines Primarch hopes to win victory in several important battlefields that are advancing simultaneously on the surface of Parmenio at the current stage, and completely retake Kelladon. After returning to the mainland, I will spare some time to have a long talk with you."
"I don't know if he wants to have a long talk with me or with Conrad." Fujimaru Ritsuka snorted noncommittally, "But anyway, he will have to talk to me for a long time in the end, whether it's about this war or not. thing, or something else related to the empire.”
"You seem to have a problem with him."
"Actually, no, but he is an honest person." The girl said nonchalantly something that it would be best not to let others figure out who the "he" in the sentence refers to. "Bullying an honest person is the most fun, but you can't do it anyway." Bully them too hard, otherwise your conscience will hurt."
Lan Malok wanted to say something, but he promptly recalled a video file of about 15 minutes that was popular on the Lion's Mane less than a week ago, and shut up in time, watching the other party take all the The change of clothes slipped back behind the heavy curtains of the makeshift clinic.
-
When Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived, the girl had already woken up and was sitting on the bed hugging her knees, with the quilt only covering her feet.After she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and looked timidly at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had slipped into the curtain in large and small bundles. The latter smiled at her without any haze: "Good morning."
"...Morning." She said, looking at the colorful packaging of ready-made clothes in a daze.
"Omit all unimportant past relationships, you have to change clothes now." Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed to the thin white dress stained with blood on her body. The marks on it have turned into reddish brown after drying, " Maybe you could before, but now, you can't just run around in this. You don't even have shoes on."
With that said, Fujimaru Ritsuka dragged a chair aside, sat on it and began to unpack various ready-made clothes.The girl suddenly realized it, as if she had finally realized the matter now, and said in confusion: "...but no one has ever thought of this before."
"Simple clothes and bare feet symbolize religious asceticism. It is very appropriate for a saint to have this image." Fujimaru Ritsuka said while unpacking, "But I don't care about those messy things. I only know that the emperor does not distinguish between If you were given psychic powers, you might catch a cold if you only wore a skirt, and it would be difficult to walk without shoes."
"...I'm not sure." The girl said hesitantly, "I can't hear 'his' voice. Has 'he' left?"
"No, 'he' has always been there, it's just that we found a way to temporarily cut off the connection between you and 'him'." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "It is a good thing to have a close connection with 'him', but you haven't learned how to do it yet. Harness the power that naturally flows from the connection. If you are not separated, you may be irreversibly damaged after a week. But this is temporary. After you learn how to regulate it, we will remove the restrictions. Come on - I really shouldn't have blindly believed in the vision of the Space Marines, what on earth did Ranmarok pick here!"
She took it apart for a long time, and the result she got... How should I put it, it was clothes, the size was right, but the materials were almost all rough and thick fabrics, and the style only considered practicality such as wear resistance and windproofing, so it was ugly. Shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.In addition, what is natural but also very troublesome is that in terms of material, the only thing in this pile that can be worn closely is socks.
…Thanks to him for remembering that mortals wear socks before wearing rough-lined boots.
Fujimaru Ritsuka stared fiercely at a coat, two different styles of inner wear and a pair of pants spread out on the hospital bed, as if she was strongly offended by these dead objects.This sight made the girl sitting on the hospital bed laugh.
"It's okay, I can endure it." She said, "I know resources are tight now, and these things are enough." The girl knelt up from the bed, put on her socks, then pinched the lining of her pants, and regretfully It gives up.She didn't touch the two pieces of inner wear that were hard and prickly at first glance. She slid her legs off the bed and put on her boots. She didn't change out of the bloody white skirt, so she used it as her inner wear and wrapped it up. An ugly thick coat.
"That's all I need." She declared, and Fujimaru Ritsuka scanned her body with vigilant eyes.
"The main thing is the shoes. If they don't fit, you must tell me." The latter emphasized, "Let's take a walk today. If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold back. I will try to find a more suitable one. We may be close to each other often in the future. On the battlefield, ill-fitting shoes can be fatal."
The girl nodded confusedly, and as if she remembered something again, asked: "Where will I go in the future?"
"You follow me." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "In name, I am the inquisitor and you are the inquisitor's acolyte. In fact, these class authority and other things are casual, I don't care. I will teach you as much as possible." The working methods and skills that the Emperor himself should have chosen, after you have learned them, one day in the future, maybe you will become my successor."
The girl looked very confused: "But 'he' said I would die..."
"I will die too. Everyone will die. This is nonsense." Fujimaru Ritsuka said in a nonchalant manner, "Anyway, if you follow me, I will definitely guarantee that your death date will not be anytime soon."
Immediately, she grabbed the girl's hand: "Okay, let's go get some breakfast, and then start today's work. I know you are still confused, but the situation is urgent, and we will start doing practical tasks on the first day of the internship. There’s nothing you can do—”
The girl was pulled out from behind the curtain with a dazed look on her face, followed Fujimaru Ritsuka through the aisle between the hospital beds, and ran all the way to the outside of the medical area, where she again saw Ran Malok waiting there.Perhaps because this was her first time seeing the Dark Angel, the girl seemed a little reserved when facing Ran Malok's black armor, but she was pulled by Fujimaru Ritsuka and had to get closer to him.
"We are back. Today's current plan is to go to the Tyros Cathedral in the city center and set up a psychic node there. How long it will take depends on the damage to the church itself, but it should not stay there for more than three hours. . Then we teleport back to the Stormbound to see if the regent is free for a 'long talk'. I just hope that Captain Afoppa doesn't blame us for throwing him on the ground."
Fujimaru Ritsuka arranged the schedule in a natural manner, then turned around and patted the girl who became more and more nervous as she gradually showed the schedule, because of the parts that could and could not be understood: "Don't worry, You are still just a trainee at the moment, so you can basically just watch from the sidelines. Oh, by the way—"
She turned back to Lan Malok's direction and introduced: "This person's name is 'Kelia'."
With a little pride, Fujimaru Ritsuka said the girl's original name, which she and the emperor had argued with for most of the night before they agreed to keep it.The moment she said these three simple syllables, even Lan Malok, who did not understand psychic powers at all, seemed to feel a wave of warmth filling his limbs in an instant.
——Only 15 years old, such a young girl was forced to leave her parents, cut off all her previous interpersonal relationships, and was promoted to the position of "saint". It would be really pitiful if she had to give up her original name as well. .
Maybe the Imperial people don't think so, but Fujimaru Ritsuka firmly believes so.
And so, after a quarrel that lasted half the night and was unknown to anyone but the person involved, the name was now protected by the Emperor.
Miwu (no more).
The little girl’s name is Kaelia... (fuzzy memory, space seal)
Don't call me short!7k today!
(End of this chapter)
After Fujimaru Ritsuka got up the next morning, she felt top-heavy for about 10 minutes - in her dream last night, she spent half the night arguing with the emperor.
The memory of this kind of lucid dream did not disappear quickly after waking up. All kinds of information about this war were swirling in her mind.The ethereal omens in the subspace and the actual mobilization of troops in the material universe gave rise to thousands of possible future situations. Fujimaru Ritsuka carelessly packed them all and threw them behind his mind, and got up to wash up.
After dealing with personal hygiene issues under crude conditions, the Emperor's hand-picked throne envoy resumed her day's activities: First, she immediately discovered that Lan Malok herself had returned to the station of the Sisters of Battle, and she did not know where to bring her. Came back with a set of clothing in "that girl's" size, including shoes and socks.
"...I originally planned to ask Sister Iolance today if I could find her a set of clothes." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at this person in shock as he looked very different from any of his legion brothers in the past. The inhumane Firewing Grand Master said, "Lan Malok, I didn't know you were so considerate."
Lan Malok seemed reluctant, as if the "caring" comment was a scolding to him: "I'm not. I just don't want to be forced to increase the workload because of her rudimentary protection."
"Okay." Pretending that this was indeed the case, Fujimaru Ritsuka took away the unpacked ready-made clothes piled around him and tried his best to control himself from thinking about how he was abandoned due to the war. I unearthed these things from the clothing store's warehouse, "Any news on the track?"
"The Lion's Mane sent a message one hour and 54 minutes ago, and has successfully contacted the Imperial Regent. The Ultramarines Primarch hopes to win victory in several important battlefields that are advancing simultaneously on the surface of Parmenio at the current stage, and completely retake Kelladon. After returning to the mainland, I will spare some time to have a long talk with you."
"I don't know if he wants to have a long talk with me or with Conrad." Fujimaru Ritsuka snorted noncommittally, "But anyway, he will have to talk to me for a long time in the end, whether it's about this war or not. thing, or something else related to the empire.”
"You seem to have a problem with him."
"Actually, no, but he is an honest person." The girl said nonchalantly something that it would be best not to let others figure out who the "he" in the sentence refers to. "Bullying an honest person is the most fun, but you can't do it anyway." Bully them too hard, otherwise your conscience will hurt."
Lan Malok wanted to say something, but he promptly recalled a video file of about 15 minutes that was popular on the Lion's Mane less than a week ago, and shut up in time, watching the other party take all the The change of clothes slipped back behind the heavy curtains of the makeshift clinic.
-
When Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived, the girl had already woken up and was sitting on the bed hugging her knees, with the quilt only covering her feet.After she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and looked timidly at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had slipped into the curtain in large and small bundles. The latter smiled at her without any haze: "Good morning."
"...Morning." She said, looking at the colorful packaging of ready-made clothes in a daze.
"Omit all unimportant past relationships, you have to change clothes now." Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed to the thin white dress stained with blood on her body. The marks on it have turned into reddish brown after drying, " Maybe you could before, but now, you can't just run around in this. You don't even have shoes on."
With that said, Fujimaru Ritsuka dragged a chair aside, sat on it and began to unpack various ready-made clothes.The girl suddenly realized it, as if she had finally realized the matter now, and said in confusion: "...but no one has ever thought of this before."
"Simple clothes and bare feet symbolize religious asceticism. It is very appropriate for a saint to have this image." Fujimaru Ritsuka said while unpacking, "But I don't care about those messy things. I only know that the emperor does not distinguish between If you were given psychic powers, you might catch a cold if you only wore a skirt, and it would be difficult to walk without shoes."
"...I'm not sure." The girl said hesitantly, "I can't hear 'his' voice. Has 'he' left?"
"No, 'he' has always been there, it's just that we found a way to temporarily cut off the connection between you and 'him'." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "It is a good thing to have a close connection with 'him', but you haven't learned how to do it yet. Harness the power that naturally flows from the connection. If you are not separated, you may be irreversibly damaged after a week. But this is temporary. After you learn how to regulate it, we will remove the restrictions. Come on - I really shouldn't have blindly believed in the vision of the Space Marines, what on earth did Ranmarok pick here!"
She took it apart for a long time, and the result she got... How should I put it, it was clothes, the size was right, but the materials were almost all rough and thick fabrics, and the style only considered practicality such as wear resistance and windproofing, so it was ugly. Shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.In addition, what is natural but also very troublesome is that in terms of material, the only thing in this pile that can be worn closely is socks.
…Thanks to him for remembering that mortals wear socks before wearing rough-lined boots.
Fujimaru Ritsuka stared fiercely at a coat, two different styles of inner wear and a pair of pants spread out on the hospital bed, as if she was strongly offended by these dead objects.This sight made the girl sitting on the hospital bed laugh.
"It's okay, I can endure it." She said, "I know resources are tight now, and these things are enough." The girl knelt up from the bed, put on her socks, then pinched the lining of her pants, and regretfully It gives up.She didn't touch the two pieces of inner wear that were hard and prickly at first glance. She slid her legs off the bed and put on her boots. She didn't change out of the bloody white skirt, so she used it as her inner wear and wrapped it up. An ugly thick coat.
"That's all I need." She declared, and Fujimaru Ritsuka scanned her body with vigilant eyes.
"The main thing is the shoes. If they don't fit, you must tell me." The latter emphasized, "Let's take a walk today. If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold back. I will try to find a more suitable one. We may be close to each other often in the future. On the battlefield, ill-fitting shoes can be fatal."
The girl nodded confusedly, and as if she remembered something again, asked: "Where will I go in the future?"
"You follow me." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "In name, I am the inquisitor and you are the inquisitor's acolyte. In fact, these class authority and other things are casual, I don't care. I will teach you as much as possible." The working methods and skills that the Emperor himself should have chosen, after you have learned them, one day in the future, maybe you will become my successor."
The girl looked very confused: "But 'he' said I would die..."
"I will die too. Everyone will die. This is nonsense." Fujimaru Ritsuka said in a nonchalant manner, "Anyway, if you follow me, I will definitely guarantee that your death date will not be anytime soon."
Immediately, she grabbed the girl's hand: "Okay, let's go get some breakfast, and then start today's work. I know you are still confused, but the situation is urgent, and we will start doing practical tasks on the first day of the internship. There’s nothing you can do—”
The girl was pulled out from behind the curtain with a dazed look on her face, followed Fujimaru Ritsuka through the aisle between the hospital beds, and ran all the way to the outside of the medical area, where she again saw Ran Malok waiting there.Perhaps because this was her first time seeing the Dark Angel, the girl seemed a little reserved when facing Ran Malok's black armor, but she was pulled by Fujimaru Ritsuka and had to get closer to him.
"We are back. Today's current plan is to go to the Tyros Cathedral in the city center and set up a psychic node there. How long it will take depends on the damage to the church itself, but it should not stay there for more than three hours. . Then we teleport back to the Stormbound to see if the regent is free for a 'long talk'. I just hope that Captain Afoppa doesn't blame us for throwing him on the ground."
Fujimaru Ritsuka arranged the schedule in a natural manner, then turned around and patted the girl who became more and more nervous as she gradually showed the schedule, because of the parts that could and could not be understood: "Don't worry, You are still just a trainee at the moment, so you can basically just watch from the sidelines. Oh, by the way—"
She turned back to Lan Malok's direction and introduced: "This person's name is 'Kelia'."
With a little pride, Fujimaru Ritsuka said the girl's original name, which she and the emperor had argued with for most of the night before they agreed to keep it.The moment she said these three simple syllables, even Lan Malok, who did not understand psychic powers at all, seemed to feel a wave of warmth filling his limbs in an instant.
——Only 15 years old, such a young girl was forced to leave her parents, cut off all her previous interpersonal relationships, and was promoted to the position of "saint". It would be really pitiful if she had to give up her original name as well. .
Maybe the Imperial people don't think so, but Fujimaru Ritsuka firmly believes so.
And so, after a quarrel that lasted half the night and was unknown to anyone but the person involved, the name was now protected by the Emperor.
Miwu (no more).
The little girl’s name is Kaelia... (fuzzy memory, space seal)
Don't call me short!7k today!
(End of this chapter)
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