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

"You also know that something like this is happening. There are still twelve brothers who can return to their home planet alive, and the deeds of more heroic sacrifice comrades will not be silently buried in the war. This is enough for us to be thankful for." But. Ding replied seriously as if he didn't realize that the other party was just speaking out of anger, "Brother Cobro, you seem a little anxious today."

"Perhaps so." The Holy Blood Priest admitted in an ambiguous way, "It's just a premonition. I always feel that something big will happen. But the premonition is really very vague. There is no definite omen. I didn't see it. 'Every time I see a scene about the future, there's just a mysterious feeling - I can't even tell whether what's going to happen is good or bad."

As a descendant of angels, Corbulo inherited a little of Sanguinius's prophetic gift from his gene seed, and the advice he puts forward is often of precious value, a fact that has been proven many times in the history of the chapter.

After taking into account the words of the Holy Blood Priest, Dante had to think about it for a while. However, after a few seconds, he still made a decision: "No matter what kind of future will befall us, all we can do is face it, Kobro. The uncertain future may make you feel at a loss for the time being, but remember the teachings of our gene father: what matters is not what kind of future we 'see', but what kind of future we ultimately 'choose'."

-

In fact, regarding the "Dark Angels with black paint", the first ones to discuss it were certainly not the Blood Angels - after all, there are not many colorblind people in the empire now, and such an obvious problem with the overall painting is natural. Very easy to notice.

The first person to ask this question face to face was naturally Robert Guilliman, but when he got the answer from Captain Ravenwing, "We are Dark Angels who fell into the subspace and were involved in this year during the Great Crusade, so Tu After pretending to be naturally black", which was a blameless reason for anyone who had experienced the Great Crusade, he casually let the issue go.

This was undoubtedly a trivial matter in the eyes of the Imperial Regent. Although he wrote a "Code of Astartes" that divided the Legion, and listed various rules and regulations in detail, he was not so control-mad that he even asked what his brothers' Space Marines chose in their power armor. Details like color have to be taken care of.

If these people who drifted from thousands of years ago were his descendants, Guilliman would of course, out of his obsessive management requirements, instruct the other party to keep their paint consistent with the current system - change the paint and return. You can either create an existing clan or change the label and submit an application to form a sub- clan. But these people are the heirs of Leon, and the command power theoretically belongs to Fujimaru Ritsuka. The problem itself doesn't matter to him, so he didn't say anything useful other than annoying people.

——Perhaps it was a kind of darkness under the lamp. Although Robert Guilliman vaguely noticed that something was wrong, he never really realized what kind of mystery the equipment color issue hid among the Dark Angels. Perhaps only the Dark Angel himself can understand this matter.

Just talking about the situation on the Lion's Mane, the first person to realize the problem was Ran Mallock. He knew it was going to be worse after reading the brief history of the evolution of the Dark Angels chapter given by Stormbound: the Grand Master of the Firewings, who was born in Caliban, knew very well how the brain circuits of his colleagues in the inner circle were developed - -After all, he himself is a piece of shit. But due to his "good-for-nothing" and the same winding and puzzling brain circuit, his final choice in this matter was: shut up and pretend to be dead.

The minimalist version of the summary is: We are doing well and sitting upright, so why should we change the paint! This was the color appointed by the Lion King back then! Black is the right color! Otherwise, why was the Legion named "Dark" Angel? !

Not to mention what is the relationship between "Dark" and "Black" other than conflict, and the far-fetched issue of the name of the legion, which even the Dark Angels with a little common sense can see. In short, Lan Malok himself made the decision in advance to resolutely engage in non-violent non-cooperation when it came to the issue of being "required to change the painting" that might arise in the future.

The second person on the Lion's Mane who realized the problem only after a long delay was Zaintik Afuppa. The reason why he took a lot of slow shots was because he was used to being dark under the lights: in the past, the dark angels were all black, and now the dark angels around him are also black, so everyone should indeed be black.

It was only after he completed a joint defense mission with the Ultramarines on Parmenio that he subconsciously remembered because of the strange looks from the other side that the current Dark Angels seemed to have changed their paint to green.

As a veteran of Terran origin, Zantik Afoppa cannot say that he does not identify with Caliban, Lion King, Legion paint, etc., but if compared with Lan Malok, it is just like that. On this issue, Ranmalok obviously cares more about the "glory of the Dark Angels in the Great Crusade" represented by the black armor of all the Astartes on the Lion's Mane. For them, the Drifters, this is their In this world ten thousand years later, it is the only familiar strong bond that can bring them together as a whole as usual; but Afoppa is more concerned about whether this small group of them and the Dark Angels as a whole will be affected by this. separated by problems.

Therefore, after quickly realizing that "the Dark Angel's paint turned green after Caliban was broken, there must be a deep meaning in this", Afopa quickly found Fujimaru Ritsuka and asked face to face "Do I need to We need to change the paint to green too” question.

At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression was confused: "Ah? Do you think it's necessary?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka is obviously not color blind, and since she encountered the Lion's Mane in the Jestal system, no Space Marine has even mentioned "changing the paint". It is certainly not because she did not realize that this would cause question.

"What I mean is that theoretically your ship is serving me now, so I should theoretically provide you with corresponding benefits." The figure of this underage girl only looked particularly majestic in this moment. , "Not to mention normal needs and obligations such as normal supply of equipment, you can decide for yourself on small matters such as painting."

"That's not the problem." Afuppa said at the time, "You may not understand what I mean -"

"It's really not the problem." Fujimaru Ritsuka countered General Ichijun, "In this matter, it's because you didn't understand my privilege. You know, among the current composition of Chaldea, the most important thing is to change the color to avoid trouble. Aren't you pretending to be those Night Lords? You are just the 'Black Angels of Darkness', but they have the word 'Rebel' written on them from head to toe. The other war groups didn't say anything after seeing them. "

It shouldn't be "I didn't say anything", but "I didn't let you hear anything". Afuppa was so slanderous.

"...Maybe that's the case," he still felt that the other party had not grasped the point of what he really wanted to express, "but what I mean is that, as Dark Angels, we are not related to today's-"

"—— Putting aside the practicality and practical significance," Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is quite willful at heart, interrupted the other party again, "Do you really want to change this painting?"

"what?"

"Ran Malok never came to ask this question. I don't believe he didn't realize it." Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed out with a smile, "And you even chose to ask me - to be honest, do you want to take a look at what you are doing internally? When have you asked me about something that has been decided before? When did you inform me after it was not directly implemented internally? You are obviously waiting for me to reject you! I think you don't want to change it at all in your heart. "

After being told something that he was not even aware of, the famous Dreadwing Captain Zantik Afpa fled, and the incident never went further. So to this day, the Night Lords following the Stormbound are still not painted to look like Death Watch black shields, and the power armor worn by the Dark Angels who appeared in the landing ceremony is still black.

Meow meow meow...

On a certain ship that was being saluted outside the camera: A Dark Angel (original to 40K) serving in the Deathwatch made a sharp explosion.

This plot is not very useful, but the show effect is very good, so I put it in the script.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 244 Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn’t like politics either

The Dark Angel phalanx, still dressed in black armor, lined up silently, advancing slowly behind the Kronos tank used for ceremonial purposes.

According to Vasilian's original intention, the parade should not end here, and should be followed by some "support scenes" with vehicles and equipment from the Forbidden Army. This bill was rejected by Fujimaru Ritsuka on the grounds that "we are not here to start a war and there is no need to be so showy", so it was not implemented in the end.

Somni, by the way, seemed slightly disappointed by this. However, the march would last for three hours, and the proposal of the Imperial Guard was successfully passed. This surprised Vasilian: when he wrote this duration on the plan, he actually considered the previous decision by Tatsuka Fujimaru. I had always shown that I didn't like to show off, so I left room for bargaining - but I didn't expect that I was passed on without any concern.

The person involved said: Because now is the time to show up. Although I really don’t like it, since I can do it, I should do it well, right?

Thanks to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who "did a good job", the entire three hours of the parade passed peacefully. Although "very peaceful" by the standards of an imperial religious procession. There was no sudden assassination incident, there were no malfunctions in the relevant processes and equipment, and the onlookers present were all enthusiastic - meaning that under the obstruction of the Commissioner of the Ministry of Justice and the Blood Angels in charge of security, There was no such thing as fanatical believers attacking the procession or occupying the path of the procession.

But this does not mean that "nothing happened in these three hours". In fact, many things happened during this long and short period of time that challenged Fujimaru Ritsuka's ability to manage her expression, including but not limited to stampedes, sacrificial suicides, and self-immolation attempts that were quickly stopped. There were several times when she almost couldn't help but call off the ceremony, but in the end, she managed to hold back: she was not standing on this anti-gravity tank as "Fujimaru Ritsuka". Her current identity is the Imperial Saint, the natural face of the state religion. If she did something contrary to the creed of the state religion for thousands of years in this identity, it would be a serious propaganda accident.

So, in these three hours, she used the perseverance to save the world (several times) to ensure that there was no problem with her appearance and demeanor. She successfully made herself look like a qualified smiling mascot who is not alarmed at all, and she was secretly grateful. Asclepius did not come down to see this series of things that would make his blood pressure explode and start going crazy on the spot. But even though she had always been good at making fun of herself, she still had to admit that after actually experiencing the work content of these three hours of "just standing and waving", she found that it was more tiring than she originally thought.

Mainly mentally.

With the idea of ​​"keeping things as simple as before when going to other planets in the future, and telling the world about myself if I can, I will do it", Fujimaru Ritsuka finally got through these three hours.

When the ceremonial Kronos tank finally arrived at the outermost square of the Arax Angel Fortress, headed by Blood Angel Chapter Commander Dante, Chief Thinker Mephiston, and Holy Blood Priest Kobro , a phalanx composed of the Holy Blood Guards and a small number of ordinary combat regiment monks was already waiting there, facing the Dark Angel phalanx at the rear of the honor guard.

The Supreme Priest of the Blood Angels, Astorius, was absent from the ceremony for some reason. Considering this person's specific responsibilities in the battle group, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that it was better not to delve into the reasons. Anyway, in her heart, the ceremony's form far outweighs its meaning. As long as the Blood Angels can put some people here to make the ceremony passable, she doesn't care at all who is picking up the driver here.

The following process went smoothly: after the ceremonial vehicle hovered steadily in the air, Fujimaru Ritsuka slowly walked down the steps that opened from the converted turret to the ground. The twelve mortal crew members selected from the Lion's Mane who were hiding inside the troop carrier seemed to appear out of thin air, and somehow appeared behind her, lifting up her long skirt embroidered with the golden buildings of the Terra Palace. She saluted with the senior members of the Blood Angels Chapter as scheduled, exchanged greetings in a stereotyped manner, and performed a performance of giving way. Then, as the spokesperson of the Emperor, she was sent to the podium that had been set up in the square in advance.

After standing on the platform and facing the square, Fujimaru Ritsuka once again realized how many people had gathered for this moment. It was impossible not to be nervous, but she had already become adept at dealing with all kinds of extreme emotions and not letting them affect what she had to do. She took a deep breath, greeted the surroundings again, and used this to inconspicuously move herself closer to the loudspeaker, and finally began to recite the script.

It is impossible to give a speech on the spot, not in this life. For Fujimaru Ritsuka, pretending to be giving a speech by memorizing a manuscript is the limit. And to put it bluntly, she didn't really know how to speak in public. The way she responded to such situations was always to imitate the Caesar in her mind.

This speech was written by the Imperial Guard and supervised by herself, so even though it was in Low Gothic, the wording and sentence construction still had a formal feel. The content of the manuscript mainly highlights a "said but not said" political nonsense. After all, the secret of "I am here to build the second torch" is not suitable for publicity. But there is always some content to fill a ten-minute speech. Therefore, perhaps it is more appropriate to put this article on the pre-dinner prayer of Thanksgiving in the United States.

Fujimaru Ritsuka first thanked the Blood Angels and various sub-groups headed by Dante Chapter Leader for their perseverance in Baal all the year round, affirming all aspects of the empire after the Great Rift unfolded and the dark side of the empire was essentially broken due to communication problems. efforts to this end. She talked about this part in detail, from the Astartes Chapter to the Imperial Navy, from the Astra Militarum to the Planetary Defense Force, from the Imperial Internal Affairs Agency to the Regional Governor, from the Forge World to the Hive World, from soldiers to clerks to doctors. , even civilians who work hard day and night or can only barely survive, all have a place in this part - thus killing them in the first five minutes.

She felt that she really didn't say anything useful. These sentences appeared here just to do some spiritual soothing work. The specific usefulness may be believed or not. But judging from the reaction of the audience, they seemed to be quite useful.

Next, she changed the topic. After affirming the faith and resilience of all the sentient beings on the dark side of the empire to persevere in the current difficult environment, she said that such difficult days would not last long. But specifically why "it won't last too long", she didn't say clearly. She just said that she did come here because "according to the order of the God Emperor, I will make the dark side of the empire once again shrouded in the glory of the throne." ” grand goal. After that, the content was mainly told to some specific execution departments on Baal, involving the general scale of some engineering tasks that could not be covered up or covered up. Then, following Guilliman's example, he drew some plans for increasing the number of positions and improving the level of these engineering tasks. Population-carrying pie, pretend to improve your professional appearance. Finally, I will summarize and look forward to the bright future. The ten minutes are just over. Thank you all.

very good. Fujimaru Ritsuka thought as he slowly walked down the podium with a long dress tail amidst thunderous applause. Now everyone knows that I am an embroidered pillow.

After she calms down for a while, she should be able to understand that this is just a kind of unfounded self-loathing, and the process by which she came to this conclusion cannot withstand scrutiny. But at least for now, she still maintained a decent smile by the standards of social occasions despite being overly nervous, and gave the podium position to Chapter Commander Dante.

Meow meow... (six o'clock)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 245 The cat even told you before disappearing, the cat is good

The current Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, Lord Commander, and Regent of the Dark Side of the Empire, Dante, stepped onto the podium amidst the cheers of all the people.

No wonder his appearance could stir up a bigger wave of voices in the crowd than the "Imperial Saint". Dante, who had served in the Chapter for more than 1,500 years, had already become a living legend, a symbol of victory and prosperity, a strong guarantee for the stability of the Imperial World, and a hero that could inspire people more than any propaganda story. Compared to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had just arrived and had not achieved any real results except for his name, the appearance and speech of a legendary hero who was well-known in the vicinity of Baal was obviously more exciting to the audience.

The Emperor was too far away, but Dante was close. The Imperial Guards were naturally dissatisfied with this, but Fujimaru Ritsuka still felt that such development was completely appropriate.

In terms of appearance, it is the same golden, highly artistic armor decorated with gems, but the exquisite power armor on Dante is completely different in style from that of the Forbidden Army. The gleaming composite ceramic steel shell of this golden giant is carved with soft and exquisite lines that resemble the natural texture of the human body. The battle emblem made of Baal rubies, symbolizing the blood of Sanguinius, is on the chest. Shining in the light of stars.

The loudspeaker on the podium, which was adjusted to the height of Fujimaru Ritsuka, was of course unable to match the height of a Space Marine, but that didn't matter, because Dante didn't actually need those things: first of all, the Astartes and Mortals have differences in physiological functions such as vocal cords and chest cavity; secondly, the death mask of Sanguinius covering Dante's face can also simply turn on the amplifier function.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was originally prepared to listen carefully to what Dante would say in his speech. On the one hand, it is out of basic respect, and on the other hand, it is also an attempt to collect some experience that I don’t know whether it will be useful for the next speech that I am unlikely to have. But she only managed to listen to the opening remarks while standing at the side of the stage, and Zaintik Afupa’s voice came from the in-ear headphones hidden under her veil:

"I'm very sorry, ma'am, but we have to return to the Lion's Mane for some reasons." The Dreadwing Captain's tone was a little embarrassed, but more determined.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was confused by the fact that there was no such thing in this process, and that he had previously been concerned about the "sudden collective departure of the Dark Angels", which was originally considered "impossible". But before she could speak, an angry Vasilian had already squeezed into the channel:

"What are you talking about?" the Forbidden Warden shouted angrily, "Do you realize what a glorious and serious occasion you are in now?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka pretended to fiddle with her veil, and while turning on the radio function of her headphones, she glanced at the figure behind her standing majestically holding an ax. After confirming that at least from a distance, the ceremony itself was still normal, she quietly said: "I think it is precisely because it is on such a glorious and serious occasion that you should not quarrel. This will not solve the problem, it will only Make the scene ugly.”

Vasilian snorted at Captain Afpa during the communication, but he did shut up.

"Captain Aphrodite, do all of you Dark Angels have to leave together? Right now?" asked Ritsuka Fujimaru.

The awkward and slightly urgent voice of the person involved came from the communication channel: "I'm sorry, but it's true."

"You know that if there's suddenly no one behind me, the situation will become very awkward, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was pointing at the hem of her skirt that was being held up by the mortal crew members of the Lion's Mane.

Captain Aphrodite paused delicately, then added, "Only Space Marines."

Between these two sentences, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly weighed the pros and cons between agreeing and disagreeing, and finally chose "agree": "Then you should be quiet when you leave, and act like It's like the process itself should leave the site at this time. Also, although I don't know what happened, if you want to move the Lion's Mane from the orbit of Baal Prime, please remember to tell me in advance. "

Captain Afupa simply replied in the affirmative and immediately began to regroup. Immediately afterwards, Vasilian's incredible-sounding voice appeared in the communication channel again: "You just let them go? If this happens, everyone's face will not look good."

"What else? Are you waiting for you to fight at the ceremony? That would really make everyone look bad." Fujimaru Ritsuka responded, "They are dark angels, I think they can do such a thing . Therefore, I think it is necessary to stop losses in time in this case."

"Let me remind you that the timing of this exit is really bad and it may cause a diplomatic accident."

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Chapter Commander Dante who was giving a speech, and replied: "It's really not good. I will be responsible for explaining the Blood Angels. Who said that I am their military commander now. And anyway, I was originally responsible for the explanation. There is no Dark Angel in the process. They basically exist as a background to increase the number of people...at least it is not the worst result?"

Vasilian said nothing. Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know whether he was temporarily angry or whether he could recognize this illusory comfort. At least, this unplanned emergency was finally resolved smoothly: the footage of the servo skull used for broadcast and the attention of the audience were almost all focused on Dante at this moment, with almost no one paying attention. Too much attention was paid to the Dark Angel team sneaking away from the edge of the field. The motionless Imperial Guards and the calm Fujimaru Ritsuka himself on the side of the podium seemed to imply that this link itself was already planned and was just one of the processes that was operating normally and did not require too much attention. Only the Blood Angels lined up on the other side realized something was wrong: this seemed to be different from what they had promised. But in full view of the public, they did not try to delve deeper into this matter.

Firstly, because the occasion was obviously inappropriate; secondly, because the senior leaders of the war group headed by Kobro were very pleased with this:

Although this is not what was written in the pre-arranged process, judging from the current situation, at least these "rich and suspicious black dark angels" will not enter the Arax Angel Fortress with the honor guard.

Meow meow meow...

Essentially, I divided the book into two chapters just because I was fickle-minded. It has always been like this...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 246 I still want warmth!

Good news: The remaining part of the parade ended peacefully. The entire team passed the gate of Arax Angel Fortress and entered the interior of the Chapter's monastery.

Better news: After Fujimaru Ritsuka's explanation that he couldn't understand, Chapter Leader Dante did not pursue the issue of Dark Angel's very rude and quietly leaving the stage during his speech.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was moved to tears in her heart: Chapter Leader Dante is really a good person, and the angel did not lie to her when she was in the Star Torch. She could even forgive Sanguinius for five minutes for that.

But in fact, the truth of the matter is that Dante himself has inevitably encountered embarrassing situations caused by the sudden disappearance of Dark Angel allies during his service career of more than 1,500 years. Dear Commander, I have never seen anything like this. The Dark Angel's disappearance is like the Space Wolf's desire to drink or the White Scar's desire to race a car. It is an unbreakable part of the truth in the operation of the universe and a natural law that cannot be defied. Since this kind of thing doesn't suddenly happen in the center of a hot battlefield and bring about a series of bloody troubles, then let it go.

In short, good results mean everything is good. The process so far ended smoothly, and Fujimaru Ritsuka then got forty-five minutes of rest time - to drink water, get some snacks, change clothes, and touch up makeup.

Forty-five minutes later, the social dance where "Imperial Saint" Fujimaru Ritsuka announced his existence on Baal Prime will begin.

-

Perhaps in terms of perception, the petite and cute seventeen-year-old female high school student is more likely to make people feel soft-hearted than the big psychic guy with four meters of gold armor and a laurel crown. This is true even if the perspective is from the perspective of the Imperial Guards.

In fact, in the initial proposal, this "ball" was just a simple social ball, and its only purpose was to "let everyone know Fujimaru Ritsuka", which was a kind of inefficient feudal legacy. The next day, she had to borrow the Blood Angels' venue to hold a reception - in Fujimaru Ritsuka's understanding, this was a very inefficient press conference, she had to meet with local dignitaries one by one, and in the process of greeting and testing each other, she selectively conveyed some of what she was going to do to the other party - this is what the emperor did in the past, he told the general direction to the people below, and then released the people who actually carried out the task and the supervising imperial guards.

Guilliman will also hold this kind of reception, but the people he meets will be directly assigned specific tasks. In comparison, it is not like a press conference, but like directly calling people to discuss work, so the efficiency is higher. Some.

But here's the thing about Fujimaru Ritsuka: In current imperial politics, she's really a mascot.

Back then, the Emperor had an entire empire to manage. Considering the overall workload after the accumulation, it was normal for him to issue a general decree like this; now Guilliman also has an entire empire in charge, When people do that, they are conducting official business. These two people held this kind of meeting because they really had something to tell others, but-she, Fujimaru Ritsuka, just had a civil engineering construction project that had not yet been tendered, and the chief quality inspector had already been appointed. For Sigismund—it’s pointless for her to do this!

Even if she wanted to launch a holy war, it would be more meaningful to hold this reception.

So in the end, the proposal for the reception was combined with the equally meaningless social dance during the planning stage under the trick of Fujimaru Ritsuka. After compressing and stacking these two meaningless projects together, the two hours required for the dance seemed to be a little less wasted - but it was still just as torturous in essence.

The good news is that she was finally freed from the dress she wore during the parade, which was almost the same as a torture device; the bad news is that she was just freed from a torture device and locked herself up again. Enter another set of torture instruments. But this torture device prepared for the ball also had advantages: at least for dancing, her shoes became walkable.

Having said that, this pair of shoes only removes the waterproof platform from the structure, which is only for heightening, and reduces the length of the heel to thirteen centimeters. Even though they are decorated with a lot of diamonds and gold ornaments, they no longer look like walking on stilts, but they are still just a pair of ordinary high heels, the kind that will hurt your feet if you step on them.

If it must hurt, I hope it's a pair of power heels. Fujimaru Ritsuka thought sadly.

Instead of marching slowly with the team, Kaelia, who was waiting here in advance, was busy beside her. After all, only girls could enter the changing room. Fujimaru Ritsuka had already changed into a prom dress with help: a one-shoulder dress with a white main body. The skirt was covered with gauze and asymmetrical from front to back, revealing a little of her calf. The overall gold component of the skirt has obviously become less, and the size of the skirt has also been reduced. At first glance, it seems to be much simpler in design, but the simple part is only the design - the dark embroidery on the fabric and the gauze itself are both Everyone screamed that he was very expensive, not to mention that the entire set of jewelry that the Imperial Army paired with this dress was made of red coral, pearls and tortoiseshell.

Although inorganic gems look rich and noble, in today's empire environment they are still something that can be bought with money. If you really want to show off your wealth, you have to look at biological jewelry that can only be produced by extinct species!

Unfortunately, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not understand this little thought of the Imperial Army. She thinks these should be cheap jewelry, because in her concept, pearls that can be cultured and produced are not very expensive: human history has reached after 40,000 AD, you must have been able to culture and mass-produce red coral and tortoiseshell Bar!

The ancient people's mindset made her unaware that the ocean on Holy Terra had completely disappeared ten thousand years ago, and species such as corals, pearl oysters, and tortoiseshells would only become extinct earlier. After the Imperial Army took out the bio-alchemical restoration of the corresponding jewelry from the Emperor's Dream, she even unconsciously showed a look of disgust, and then took out the pure natural and better quality ones from the inventory of the Storm Frontier. (Thanks to Gilgamesh for his generous sponsorship), and said, "Even if you want to pursue the historical and cultural significance of the 'Holy Terra Native Species', you can't fool others with such inferior things! Others at the ball People will see it!"

Judge Hastings, who was watching the whole process, said: No, no one can see it. In fact, if no one told him, he would even admit what those things were.

Meow meow... (six o'clock)

It's the year 4202 now, you must not be using Figure 16 anymore...

Regarding biological jewelry, I don't think 40K should be completely without biological jewelry. After all, the empire is so big, there must be a lot of beautiful shells, bones, animal stones (?), etc., and there must be similar substitutes for the corresponding things. Even the original pearls, tortoise shells and red corals will not look good in comparison.

But the main value of these things is that they come from extinct species native to Holy Terra, and they must first be restored by genetic technology to produce the authentic version of the old Terra Zhenghuangqi. And the amazing wisdom of the 40K Mechanicus in archaeological achievements including but not limited to species restoration... In short, from this perspective, things are rare and valuable.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 247 Social Dance

Judge Hastings actually doesn't care what kind of jewelry Fujimaru Ritsuka will wear at the ball. Compared with the material of the jewelry, in his opinion, how many force field generating devices are hidden in the other person's earrings, necklaces, and rose beads is more important.

But he had to write these things down, because even if he was a judge, it would be very embarrassing if he didn't even know what jewelry his female companion was wearing at a ball - especially, it was very rare. Yes, his female companion has a higher status than himself. Nothing like this has happened in the last hundred years.

To Hastings, the opening sequence was infuriatingly absurd.

Although I mentioned that Fujimaru Ritsuka needed to attend the dance, I thought that she should have a male partner who could cooperate with her in the opening dance. And since Asclepius was obviously at odds with this occasion, and Arjuna had other tasks, the only man on board the Stormbound who seemed more suitable was Hastings himself - so far. So far, it has been a natural development.

But Ranmarok raised objections - which was normal considering Hastings's criminal record - and the Grand Master of the Firewing believed that Fujimaru Ritsuka could have chosen his dance partner from the mortal crew of the Lion's Mane, during the Great Crusade. There are many nobles from Terra among the mortal auxiliary army, and etiquette and dance steps are not a problem for them at all.