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

"Oh, Miss, didn't you already know that I can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness?" Sevatar, who was scolded, showed a confident and self-satisfied attitude, "If you want to blame, blame the Emperor for being in Aspen The 'certain steps' set up in Tate's transformation surgery must have completely deprived us of our ability to perceive things that are useless in battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Fujimaru Ritsuka turned her head to the Night Lords who were watching the battle, the Children of the Night, who had already predicted what she would do, quickly jumped up from their seats, blowing towards them like a gust of wind. He walked to the door of the canteen and finally threw this sentence in the direction of their first company commander:

"Fuck you, Savita, why are you trying to drag your brother into trouble!"

Miu (Leopard)

Obviously I overestimated myself, or underestimated the leader’s inhumanity...

It takes too many words to write in the text: Dead Apostles (vampires) suck blood because their ancestors sucked blood and passed on their blood-sucking impulses to them. In addition, the Dead Apostle's body is already dead, so it is necessary to physically absorb life information from the outside world to maintain the operation of the dead body. The blood-sucking impulse is also a necessary behavior to maintain physiological functions. In this article only, the Blood Angels' longevity compared to other Astartes is also due to their ability to drink blood through the Red Thirst to do similar things.

The true ancestors (earth elves) have the urge to suck blood because the template they referenced when they were created by the earth was Type-moon Zhu Yue (the "original one" of the moon), and Zhu Yue also has the urge to suck blood. Theoretically speaking, all the losses incurred by the True Ancestor during his activities are paid for by the planet, and there is no need to absorb additional "nutrients" through blood-sucking. For them, the blood-sucking impulse is really just a harmful "desire" that makes them unable to maintain rationality. They need to spend their energy to suppress it as much as possible, otherwise they will completely become a bloodthirsty madman. So both K and S want angels (?

As for why Zhu Yue, the source of everything, has the urge to suck blood, I think the mushroom didn't seem to say it clearly, but I looked at ORT and thought it was one of the original means of absorbing enemy intelligence and using it to evolve to deal with difficulties... Damn ORT is The one who can eat up the spiritual portrait and then hack into the Throne of Heroes to manifest himself in the world as a Crowned Adventer... Wow—— (Leopard cry)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 233 Aesthetics Seminar

Having lost the opportunity to "turn this conflict into an artistic aesthetic test against the Midnight Lords", Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed regretfully, and then silently turned his gaze to the Imperial Army on the side.

The Custodes are a wonderful species. According to the Emperor, they have a bit more emotional intelligence in design than the average Astartes - the bad news is, they do know how to read atmosphere, but not much, and generally don't like to use themselves EQ; the good news is that the situation in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka is not an "ordinary situation".

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't want to know how many people in this imperial army team were using her as an emperor's meal replacement. But in short, after she gave her a look of disapproval, the two imperial guards present naturally started to pack their things and prepare to leave.

During the short period of time when the Jin Cancans actually left, Fujimaru Ritsuka took advantage of every opportunity to order a hamburger steak set meal for himself. After Judge Hastings was interrupted by Sevatar, although his momentum plummeted, he still tried to struggle in vain:

"I still don't think this is a good thing in the long run." He said, deliberately using a complicated and awkward grammar to emphasize his official authority. "Anything that may lead to corruption and depravity -"

"The pursuit of beauty is human nature, Mr. Judge, it is innocent in itself." Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed and retorted, "Even if I am the judge, I do not recommend it - no, just because I am the judge, I will not It is recommended that the person involved adopts the boring lifestyle of an ascetic monk. Appropriate relaxation and entertainment are necessary."

Judge Hastings weighed it up and finally chose to respond to this topic that had been misled by Fujimaru Ritsuka:

"...Maybe so, but is human nature really 'sinless'?" He sat back on the chair and started to face the remaining half of the cold meal in front of him again, "I don't We deny that human beings are born with the desire to pursue beauty, but you cannot be unaware that in this chaotic universe, the one who tightly grasps 'beauty' and 'desire' in the palm of your hand is an enemy of chaos."

"You also know that the facts are not as absolute as you claim." Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "The Lord of Joy does have relevant powers in this universe, but the power of God is one thing, and the relevant concepts are another Another thing. The concept of 'beauty' was not born by the evil god of subspace, but was determined by 'human beings (observers)'. It has nothing to do with the gods who 'control' beauty, humans themselves will naturally feel it beautiful."

Great, the topic has turned into a heretical theological debate that is both incomprehensible and head-scratching. Savita immediately decided to hold on to the situation, but it was still too late to prepare to escape now:

"Perhaps so, but even the Lord of Mankind believes that the sensitivity to beauty is not necessary." Hastings immediately nodded with his fork at Sevatar who had not yet successfully left, "There is a living example in our In front of us - if He really thought this was important, why did He deliberately strip off this part of the function when creating the Astartes through bio-alchemy?"

Sevatar, who had only turned halfway, turned back and grinned threateningly at the inquisitor: "This is somewhat biased. Why don't you use my dear and respectable Blood Angel cousins ​​as an example?"

Hastings looked up again in the direction of Sevatar with a gloomy expression. Seeing that the second round of quarrel was about to start, Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice intervened just right: "Even if the Emperor really thought about stripping this function from the Astartes, there are as many examples as the sand in the Ganges to prove it. He didn't succeed. Severtarion simply has no appreciation, and this is his own problem."

"Hey--"

The First Captain of the Midnight Lords immediately made a protest sound, but Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored him and just took the tablet computer that he had never put down in his hand again. He called up a page from it with a very simple operation and showed it to Everyone present:

"——Combined with many past experiences, I guess that as long as he sees something 'beautiful' enough, his meager appreciation ability can be activated."

Savita was dissatisfied with this statement, but he did not have time to express his dissatisfaction. In order to protest, he naturally turned his head in the direction of Fujimaru Ritsuka, and his eyes naturally hit the screen of the tablet computer that the latter turned over to him in time, and then——

- He was confused.

There was no doubt that what was displayed on the screen was an image record that was a complete stranger to Savita. Although it was just a dull, still picture, it did not prevent him from using the bone structure and body structure information conveyed by the picture in an instant to roughly conclude that "that is a mortal male." conclusion. This was nothing to be surprised about - but for some reason he couldn't move his eyes away.

Although not comparable at all, it reminded him of the feeling that came over him when he first met his genetic father. At the third second, he realized that he might have lost his composure, but at this moment, it didn't seem to be very important. He didn't hate this feeling, and he didn't have any thoughts of interrupting it for a trivial matter - it wasn't until the fifth second when he was frozen in place like this that Fujimaru Ritsuka turned off the display of the tablet screen, and he suddenly woke up with a start.

What evil method? Savita thought with lingering fear at this moment.

Out of confidence that the surrounding environment was absolutely safe, the captain of the Night Lords, who had finally regained his ability to think normally, first took a defensive posture in the conversation. In an instant, he was ready to scold anyone who dared to laugh at his reaction, but the next second, he found that no one was ready to try to do so.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, the instigator of all this, of course, knew clearly what might happen, and there was certainly no need for her to do this; and Judge Hastings and Kellya, who were also present, or were the only two people left in the cafeteria, had obviously not recovered from the shock of "beauty" a few seconds ago.

"Gao Changgong." After another two seconds, Fujimaru Ritsuka uttered these three clear but unfamiliar syllables, "Also known as the 'King of Lanling'. A general renowned for his beauty and bravery, Because his appearance is too beautiful, this person must wear a mask every day in order to live normally in the crowd without causing commotion. Although there have been records of 'beautiful men', 'beautiful women', and even There is more than one 'god of beauty', but when it comes to 'beautiful people', he is the first one that comes to my mind. By the way, the ID photo on the portrait of Lingji is not half as lethal as him himself. "

Inquisitor Hastings opened his mouth, but it took two seconds before he managed to make a sound through his vocal cords. This indeed made him look very stupid, but at least this time, Sevita, who was deeply concerned, did not launch a rhetorical attack on this point.

"...This is really too..." Kaelia had no doubt that the word the judge was about to say was "blasphemy", but he finally swallowed half of his unspoken accusation, "...such Is there really no big enemy hindering your perfect appearance?"

"I believe that the hand of the Lord of Joy has not stretched out that long. Not all concepts related to 'beauty' in the world will have the shadow of that one." Fujimaru Ritsuka said calmly, "Not to mention Ran. Regarding the matter about King Ling, you have also seen Mr. Robert in person many times, haven’t you?”

Hastings began to hesitate again, and this time he really failed to say anything.

This has nothing to do with the identity and position of the Emperor's son, the Imperial Regent, or issues such as "political correctness". Anyone who has seen the Imperial Regent cannot deny that Robert Guilliman is indeed " beautiful. It is an indescribable and shocking beauty that cannot be % replicated by any sculpture, painting, or even video record. Anyone who has met the original body cannot fail to be awed by it.

Hastings opened his mouth to say that he hoped that the other party could change the expression to a more suitable expression for the original body, such as "majestic", "heroic", or "brilliant", "heroic" and so on—— But then, like a desperate illiterate, he realized that all the words he could think of in an instant would eventually be converged into the concept of "beauty" in terms of inclusiveness and generality.

But Savita turned her head again with a little resentment: "I don't think-"

"—Conrad Coates."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had expected this, only lightly mentioned the name of his genetic father, and successfully blocked all of Sevatar's unspoken critical comments, "In the final analysis, all primarchs are 'beautiful' It's just because of inevitable individual differences that the degree to which they can embody "beauty" differs. From the perspective of "embodiing and imparting beauty", there is no point in treating the emperor as a kind of beauty god. No."

All Primarchs possess a spiritual, or in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, magical beauty. Different from the mainstream belief in the early years of the Empire that "the Emperor designed the Primarch so perfectly so that they could better control the Legion", after studying in detail and personally reconstructing the physical body of a Primarch, , she prefers to think that this is a benign "side effect" that does not require special treatment:

It seems to be common knowledge among magicians that "introducing the movement of celestial bodies into the human body can make it acquire mysterious beauty." However, as a third-rate magician, Fujimaru Ritsuka is only in the modern magic of El-Melloi II. Under literacy education, there is only a superficial understanding of this level. She didn't know much about the principles. The only thing she was sure of was that when the Emperor made the originals, he added something to the "essence" of each of them that could reflect the movement of the celestial bodies.

"But," Kaelia, who was holding a juice cup as her mood gradually stabilized, asked slowly, "among the subspace gods, the first one to occupy the power of 'beauty' was the Lord of Joy, right? Such power is Can... I don't know how to put it properly, 'shared'?"

"In this regard...it is better to say that there is a unique God of Beauty, which is a big problem." Fujimaru Ritsuka thought for a moment and replied, "Not to mention the competition between gods for power, which is too far away from us. , simply put, if there is a God who wants to monopolize the concept of 'beauty', then He must first make himself a 'perfect' existence. As we all know, 'perfection' is something that can be pursued but can never be pursued. the concept of."

She also said similar words to Fulgrim in the fantasy world, but unfortunately judging from the final result, the other party obviously didn't listen - or maybe because the things in the fantasy world must be based on the framework of what has happened in reality as a template. , it was no use even if he listened.

She had wanted to ask which was the correct answer, but that was pointless. Fujimaru Ritsuka had many opportunities to confirm this issue with the emperor, but she finally gave up.

There was no special reason, she just didn't want to hear the result that she didn't like very much, that's all.

Miwu (abrupt update)

Regent, an ordinary handsome guy in the hearts of Ultramarians (the ordinary surgeon). Don't remind me what GW made the primarch's head sculpt look like. Anyway, if you just look at the text, the primarchs are all handsome!

Guda's moon-style discussion of beauty mainly comes from the case of Shuangmaita Izeluma in the II Chronicles. Thank you, Makoto Mita. The organic combination of the moon-style discussion and the hammer was made up by me (An Jing).

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Chapter 234 Numerical Argument

"Perfect things do not exist." Akuldona suddenly said, "This is even a proposition that can be proved mathematically."

Fujimaru Ritsuka once demonstrated this to Fulgrim in the illusion, and at that time he stood aside as the Legion Champion. Theoretically, this is not a topic that he has the ability to participate in on his own, but now, this problem has been reduced to the level of "reciting a piece of knowledge that he has a clear memory of", even Akul Dona It can also be done easily.

"Almost since the birth of human history, the 'golden ratio' has been widely regarded as a manifestation of 'beauty'. Although it is definitely impossible to achieve 'perfection' by just relying on this idea, if there is really any 'ultimate' If perfection exists, then it will definitely embody the 'golden ratio' thoroughly, there is no doubt about this, right?"

His two audience members nodded without question.

"Beauty" cannot only be reflected by the "golden ratio", but the "ultimate perfection" they are discussing now is different. This is an important premise: if there really is something "perfect" in the world, then it should be able to fully embody every "beauty" in the world under any circumstances. Since the "golden ratio" is widely regarded as a number that contains "beauty", then this "perfect" thing must be able to thoroughly embody this mathematical beauty under various circumstances before it can be called " Perfect".

This may be a very serious topic in some aspects, but the atmosphere in Experimental Product No. 1 is not very serious, and can even be said to be relaxed - after all, these crew members are just casually in the boring process of imaginary submersible. Just find a topic to talk about to pass the time.

"Although the ratio of 1:1.61803 is considered common sense knowledge that children know, it is just an omission made by artists and architects for the convenience of calculation and engineering. The real 'golden number' is Fibonacci The extreme value of the ratio of the two terms before and after the sequence is Φ=(√5-1)/2. Obviously, this is an irrational number."

Akuldona stopped talking, and his two listeners agreed after a brief nanosecond of verification.

But then, the person involved no longer continued to argue on this topic, as if all the issues he should say could be naturally settled on the point that "Φ is an irrational number." When the answer is based on this ironclad fact, it should be self-evident.

After a brief silence, the one who first initiated the topic of "perfection" and who looked no different from the unfallen Fulgrim asked: "What's next?"

Even though the person involved was wearing a helmet, it was obvious that Akuldona was stuck by this question: "Next... the golden number is an irrational number, so it can never be accurately reflected, so in the true sense 'Perfect' doesn't exist...?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka in the illusion only talked about the previous part, and the fabricated Fulgrim already fully understood what the other party meant. Although Akuldona could roughly guess the intermediate process through the results of the proof questions, he was not 100% sure about it.

"But even for humans, mathematical symbols can solve this problem." Santo retorted calmly, "This is not even a profound knowledge. Anyone with a little education can use the corresponding mathematical symbols to solve problems that cannot be solved." Calculate as accurately as possible while exhausting the irrational numbers themselves, until the environment itself requires a 'finite' answer. I do not mean to defend the enemy, I just feel the need to raise this concern: those natural in the subspace The thinking and logic held by the created creatures are so different from ours. Who knows whether they have anything beyond our knowledge on this issue that can completely exhaust the 'infinite non-recurring decimals' What’s the solution?”

"Because this is a 'problem that should not be solved'." Another voice answered them, "If 'infinity' can be 'exhausted', then what is the difference between 'infinity' and 'finite'? Even on this basic level In a universe that has gone half crazy, blurring the boundaries between the two is also an absolute taboo that will undoubtedly subvert the existing order - I quite like accepting this kind of duel challenge, but you are sure to do it in such a small space. Do you want to take action?"

In the small space of the prototype No. 1 cabin, there is a "fourth person" who does not exist in the cabin. He is a blond man who still wears sunglasses even in dim light. He is dressed in simple clothes without any protection. A mortal man wearing a leather jacket and even exposing part of his skin without caring. In front of the muzzles of two bolt guns and a ceremonial sword that has been handed to the side of his neck, he walked leisurely with a rare good temper. Said Zai.

-

On the seventh day of being stationed in Skelos, the Chaldean team finally took care of some trivial matters and prepared to set off again in the direction of Baal.

After the warp shadow caused by the Hive dissipated, the astropaths on the Lion's Mane had to be busy for a while in order to convey the current situation of Skelos to various imperial agencies. As for whether the astrological messages from the dark side of the empire can successfully reach where they are supposed to go, what will the relevant departments do after receiving this information - or even whether the astrological messages will be rejected by the imperial bureaucrats after they are delivered. At the bottom of the box, Fujimaru Ritsuka cannot control it.

Although it was regrettable, we had to say that in the current situation, "fortunately" Skelos had become a deserted planet. In dealing with the follow-up issues on a deserted planet, it didn't make much difference whether the Empire came to support in three days or thirty years. Therefore, when Fujimaru Ritsuka decided not to wait for the reply from the "relevant departments" and directly continued to advance the progress of Chaldea's mission, he did not encounter any opposition.

After using various means to learn the main purpose of this group's trip to Baal, even Inquisitor Hastings would not openly express his opposition on this issue, especially after the Guards Warden Vasilian and his team joined the Storm's Edge.

Half a year may have been enough time for Fujimaru Ritsuka and the original body of the Night Lord to get to know each other from "Mr. Conrad" to "Conrad!", but it was obviously not enough to soften the attitude of a conservative inquisitor. Of course Sibylla Hastings on board the Storm Boundary still retains some opinions. He just realizes that at present, his opinions are not only turned into words and presented in the mission report, but also in some way that only he knows. Apart from being regularly sent to the Macragge's Glory, it could only be "kept" in his heart.

The reason why the Imperial Inquisitors are so frighteningly powerful has little to do with their personal strength or the rosette of the Inquisition itself. What really makes them powerful is the resources that the Throne Envoy can call upon - but on the Stormbound or the Lion's Mane, Judge Hastings doesn't even have to call on the resources on the spot, he even contacts the acolytes he originally formed. To the monk team, he had to rely on a rather roundabout way to convey information to them. He has even discovered that his successful communication with the outside world was based on Fujimaru Ritsuka himself allowing this to happen.

After all, whether it is the Night Lord, the Fire Wing Master of the Dark Angel, or the Forbidden Army, they are not vegetarians in terms of infiltration and counter-infiltration. But after the Inquisitor became suspicious for a while, he discovered that the message he sent had not been intercepted: there was no doubt that this was tacitly approved. When he boarded the ship, Fujimaru Ritsuka's words "The political wisdom of the Imperial Regent made him think that he needs someone who doesn't trust me as his eyeliner, and I just don't care about this." There is indeed no moisture at all.

For Inquisitor Hastings, and indeed for any Imperial person, this may be a very strange state: to some extent, he can be said to be trapped in the enemy camp, but under the instruction of the enemy leader, It can even be said that he lives a very smooth life, and can even complete some small actions that may be detrimental to the person involved "in full view". And incredibly, he still enjoys a certain degree of say in the daily operations of this team - at the cost of inevitably taking on some detailed work.

Inquisitor Hastings certainly welcomed all this from the perspective of achieving his own goals. But as long as he puts himself in his shoes for a moment, he can't help but start to doubt whether Fujimaru Ritsuka's mental state is normal. But by now, he had learned how to give up thinking only appropriately on similar matters while maintaining the necessary vigilance. The Inquisitor's only slight complaint about this matter is that Fujimaru Ritsuka should not jump to the conclusion that he was born in Grand Ultramar and had experience in performing duties in the Psionic Council of the Ultramarines Primarch. It was assumed that he was good at paperwork.

While he was certainly good at it, he didn't enjoy dealing with it.

After Somni was on board (again) and Stormbound returned to Lion's Mane's Gnaku via imaginary submersion, the Gladius-class light cruiser began to sail slowly toward Mandeville Point in the system. Inquisitor Hastings is taking the battle report of Skelos, looking for the Blood Angels on this small ship that looks like a warp, so that he can check the details with them and receive this report. tail.

At the same time, he also knew that the Astropaths were taking advantage of the last moment of their stay in the material universe to send travel notices in the direction of Baal, informing Chaldea of ​​the approximate arrival time - this matter they were doing from Paal. Menio had already done it once when he left, but that was more than half a year ago. At the current location, which is only about a week away from Baal (if there are no problems with the subspace jump), it is reasonable to make similar notifications again.

In addition, the Navigator was damaged a bit after entering the dark side of the Empire. Although thanks to the "Plane Moon", even if it is difficult to see the Star Torch, this team will not be lost in the disorderly turbulence of the vast ocean, but when will the psykers watching those violent waves be tyrannized by the tyrannical Asia? Devouring space is something that even the emperor cannot guarantee. And most of the crew on the Lion's Mane are from the Great Expedition. If you want to replenish the crew...

The Lion's Mane was not his ship, so he had no time to think about this complicated problem. Judge Hastings said to himself silently.

The navigator's affairs should naturally be taken care of by Fujimaru Ritsuka or Ran Malok. The Inquisitor finally found the Blood Angels gathered in "that" lounge on the Stormbound. The reason why they gathered here is the same reason why this lounge deserves a special mention in the Inquisitor's mouth:

This is the only space on the entire ship where symbols related to the state religion or the emperor are prominently displayed, and there is even a statue that is quite outstanding in terms of artistic standards. And Hastings could tell at a glance that the gathering of the only remaining Blood Angels from the battle on Skelos had some religious significance.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 235 Pre-exam syndrome ()

Although, due to the presence of the Emperor's statue, this lounge on the Stormbound is undoubtedly the space with the strongest "religious atmosphere" on the entire ship, including the Lion's Mane, but for the Imperials, In other words, this "religious atmosphere" is just better than nothing.

This feeling is evident from the statue itself. Anyone with a little bit of artistic appreciation can clearly see that although the person who carved it has very high requirements for his own work and does show some reverence in the process of making it, that reverence is different from anyone who is allowed to do so. The craftsmen who created the Emperor's statues were all different.

Even though religion and art in the empire often complement each other, the statue of the emperor in the lounge is far superior to religion in terms of artistry. To put it more bluntly at this point, it is to say that in this work, the Emperor is indeed demonstrating divine power and actually saving his subjects from darkness. But if you look carefully at some of the ambiguous expressions made by the author, the viewer will find that it will gradually be difficult to determine whether this work is a tribute to the power of the God Emperor, or whether it contains some mere rhetoric. There are hints of heresy out there.

Then there is the shrine itself. The shrine where the statue is placed can be easily seen by anyone as being added later, because it obviously only completed the main frame, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in details.

Inquisitor Hastings knows why: the statue was just placed there normally. Only Sigismund on the ship felt that this was not acceptable, so he would put it intermittently when he had both leisure and materials. Let’s do some work on the shrine part. But even an Emperor's Champion, on a ship that seemed quite unorthodox from all angles, clearly did not think that displaying the Emperor's majesty in this way was a high priority - at least not that it should be prioritized. At that height of the first.

At least since the day before, it happened to be the time when the son of Dorne was captured by Fujimaru Ritsuka and began the final verification of the Chaldean lighthouse construction. His construction and carving of the shrine was once again put on hold.

As for the Imperial Guards who are also capable of doing this, and in terms of numbers, they are obviously more efficient than Sigismund alone. Why they didn't take over this part of the work, or why they didn't remove the outer frame of this "semi-finished product" and replace it with their own work, the reason why Judge Hastings didn't know, nor did he want to know.

At least that's what his warp instincts on prophecy persuaded him. Since he also intuitively realized that this issue should not really be that important, he restrained his desire to get to the bottom of it based on the principle that doing more is worse than doing less when he was in the enemy camp.

——In the empire, who has higher authority between the envoys of the throne and the imperial guards? From a legal perspective, this question may have a theoretical answer. But to put it bluntly, in actual operation, in the final analysis, it still depends on firepower. At least on the Stormbound, the one at a disadvantage is undoubtedly Inquisitor Hastings.

This thought made him feel anxious and annoyed. He forced his consciousness to withdraw from this negative emotion and returned to the present moment: the only twelve Blood Angels left after the Battle of Skelos were wearing plain linen robes, quietly People gathered in front of the Emperor's shrine in the lounge to pray.

Obviously, there is no priest among these twelve people, and the one who presides over the entire process should be the only remaining holy blood priest. Therefore, although everyone knows what they should do, the most important preaching part of the ceremony, It still looks a little rushed and crude.

What was before the Inquisitor was not an urgent matter, so he did not interrupt the ceremony. After removing the power armor (and the various markings on it), Hastings realized for a moment that he couldn't tell who the Blood Angels were. So he waited by the door, taking the opportunity to look at each one carefully - and finally had to admit (with some disdain) that from an aesthetic point of view alone, the scion of Sanguinius did indeed look impeccable. .

Hastings did not unnecessarily emphasize his presence in this space, but with the keen senses of the Astartes, it was impossible for them not to notice that there was an extra person in the room. The appearance of an Imperial Inquisitor still significantly accelerated the ongoing ceremony: this once again illustrates that the authority and power of the Inquisition in the Empire are beyond imagination, or it once again illustrates the many things that the rose knot represents. Neither is very pleasant, or both, depending on which direction the person chooses to look at the issue.

At least, for the current client, he has long passed the age where he can think about such trivial matters. Hastings waited in silence until the Blood Angels' informal mass ended, and then he expressed his intention to come under the inquiring eyes of the Blood Priest Decker: Regarding Skye He still had many details to learn about the war on Los and the sudden appearance of Sanguinor in a desperate situation.

Immediately afterwards, he was not surprised to find that at the moment when the words fell, Brother Decker instinctively showed a defensive posture. Considering the identity of Judge Hastings, perhaps the other party understood this as a relatively mild review in form, and the parties involved had no intention of correcting this——

——Because, of course, this is a milder form of censorship.

From a personal emotional point of view, Sybilla Hastings certainly admires these Blood Angels who struggled in a desperate war for seven years and finally persevered and waited for victory, but the Imperial Inquisitor will not because of personal feelings. And gave up his own job:

His job is to doubt everything.

-

The warp voyage to the Baal System was uneventful.

The strange thing is that most of the warp voyages that Fujimaru Ritsuka has experienced were very smooth - even after entering the dark side of the empire. The relevant physical evaluation comes from Inquisitor Hastings, so it can be generally considered to be credible by the standards of contemporary imperial people, even if Fujimaru Ritsuka himself does not think so.

To put it bluntly, she did not think that the occasional losses in the Lion's Mane's navigator's tower while observing the warp were "acceptable."

She had indeed thought about whether it was possible to promote observation machines such as "paper moons" throughout the empire, but this question did not even need to be "asked to others". In that fantasy, she had already understood how big the matter might be. Resistance is fully understood. Human beings sometimes turn a blind eye to another method that is more efficient in resource utilization because they are unwilling to give up the interests they already hold. Or, perhaps, this is just because of the "interests" and the overall situation in the eyes of those with vested interests. Just different.

Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that this was not something she should worry about. Although she still firmly believes that "in order to ensure their transcendent status in the empire, the Navigator family gave up an observation method that could greatly reduce the loss of family personnel and insisted on using the dangerous and inefficient 'third eye' to observe subspace. To ensure that the Navigator family still maintains its unshakable monopoly in subspace navigation." This kind of behavior that she had already tasted in the fantasy world was silly, but she also knew that if she had to do something "big" in the empire, If you want to take action, your energy should first be reserved for Chaldea Lighthouse.

After all, everything must be taken into account that her client has no dissatisfaction, but in the current empire, it is like a "service life" that only lasts a moment. Regarding this matter, it is basically certain that the outcome of the matter will be that a prototype of the "Paper Moon" that can be mass-produced has disappeared before it has passed the verification of the Mechanicus.

Let Mr. Ferus worry about the technical issues, and let Mr. Robert have a headache about the promotion throughout the empire. The most important thing for her to do now is to talk to the Blood Angels Chapter, and then choose a place on Baal Prime to start. Lay the foundation. This is what Fujimaru Ritsuka thinks about this.

——And this "chatting" process will definitely not be as simple as it was in front of Guilliman.

Although the Lord of Ultramar is a primarch, the son of the Emperor, and the Regent of the Empire, most of the meetings between Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other party in the Parmenio system happened...either It is not so formal because it is urgent to follow the authority, or it is "secretive" for various reasons.