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

The infuriating part is Fujimaru Ritsuka’s refutation of this. She believes that at a coming-out dance in which she is the protagonist, if her male partner is also a new face in the local social scene, there is a high probability that he will be quickly left out of the ballroom after the opening dance. Corner up. But if it was Hastings, there would be no problem: because he is the inquisitor, it is natural for the inquisitor to be left in the corner of the ballroom, and he should have been used to this kind of thing.

At that time, Hastings roared angrily amidst Lanmallock's approval and Sevita's laughter: "I will not be left out in the corner of the ballroom!"

Even a few minutes later, Fujimaru Ritsuka admitted to him without the presence of the Astartes that she had just said that just to convince Ranmarok. Hastings's indignation, born of some useless pride, still lingered.

The actual reason why Fujimaru Ritsuka made this request was that she needed Hastings as her male companion to attend the ball because she could not remember the list of all the important people attending the meeting at once, and she very much needed someone to help her." Pass the cheat sheet", and an inquisitor who is good at intelligence investigation is obviously very qualified for this job.

This statement sounded more acceptable to Hastings, so he finally agreed. But while agreeing to this request, he still squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I will never be left out in the corner of the ballroom!"

At that time, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be convinced of this, as if Hastings had solemnly made a solemn declaration such as "I will be loyal to the Empire until death." She even expressed her approval, because apart from the authority and responsibilities of the inquisitor, from an objective point of view, Hastings is indeed a charming man with regular features and a handsome face, who is in line with the mainstream aesthetics of the empire. She expressed her belief that under such external conditions, Mr. Inquisitor would never be left alone in a corner to get moldy for two hours.

Hastings couldn't tell whether Fujimaru Ritsuka's words came from the heart or out of spite. But this did not prevent him from staying alone in the corner of the ballroom twenty minutes after the opening dance, complaining through gritted teeth into the micro communicator on his collar: "Listen, the reason why I am alone in the corner is It’s because I need to prompt you almost all the time, and there’s no way I can direct my attention elsewhere!”

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not respond. She was holding a feather fan in one hand and a wine glass in the other, as the "moon" among the "moon surrounded by stars", talking to Archbishop Desimeles in the center of the crowd in the distance. It was hard to tell whether the smile on her face was purely social or a mockery of Hastings' current situation.

Kalia, who was dressed relatively simply, followed Fujimaru Ritsuka as a maid, holding the Sky Eagle Scepter for her like a background board; on the other side, Holy Blood Priest Chief Kobruo, as the representative of the host Holy Blood Angels and the social introducer of Fujimaru Ritsuka, was also smiling at everyone. The scene seemed harmonious and joyful.

As for why the representative of the Blood Angels is the Chief Priest of the Holy Blood - first of all, Chapter Commander Dante, who has excessive prestige, is obviously not suitable to appear on this occasion, which will make people confused about who the protagonist of the ball is; secondly, the chief think tank Mephiston is obviously not suitable for this occasion. He is too majestic and unnerving from another angle. After elimination, only Cobulo's identity and personality were suitable, and the Holy Blood Priest naturally did his job.

Although he didn't seem to be very comfortable in this situation, what he did was basically just mechanically introduce the name and position of the person to Fujimaru Ritsuka. The current peaceful and pleasant social atmosphere mainly relies on Hastings' almost non-stop backing of cheat sheets and crowdfunding.

However, Hastings did have to admit that Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat talented in this area - for a beginner, her demeanor in social situations was a bit too good. Although she only had time to memorize the basic information of all the participants, as long as Hastings provided some details about the subjects in a timely manner outside the venue, such as personality, hobbies, political leanings, etc., she could smoothly Raise the right topic so that the situation doesn't end in awkward silence.

On this basis, the people present, who have been screened for a round before admission, and who are qualified to join the imperial saints in terms of status, not to mention their actual business abilities in their positions, At least the standard of dealing with people won't be too bad. The ever-present presence of the Forbidden Army team guarding the sidelines as security is also a clear reminder to everyone present that they should use their "not too bad" abilities in the "right direction".

Because the entire process of the landing ceremony is very rushed, those currently gathered in the ballroom built specifically for diplomatic missions in Arax Angel Fortress cannot actually be considered the "most important" group in the entire sector. people. Except for those people whose jobs are in the Baal system, the really important senior officials are busy with their own affairs in the areas they are responsible for, and it is impossible to quickly gather here in two or three days. The people gathered in the ballroom now are all "important, but not that important" people who happened to stay in Barr for reasons such as reporting work, submitting applications, seeking supplies or support. This personnel structure is also beneficial, at least in terms of the identities of both parties. The gap prevents Fujimaru Ritsuka from encountering too sharp problems.

One last cheat sheet given to Ritsuka Fujimaru in Hastings regarding a Machine Priest ("She is the Sage of the Keto II Forge World, not the Great Sage, and, in her sect, the Ohm Messiah Not exactly equal to the Emperor") After that, out of professional habit, he looked around the entire ballroom again. His glance had no clear purpose, but the sight he saw did make him realize: he probably wouldn't waste these two hours growing mold alone near the corner.

A woman - a woman who, as Fujimaru Ritsuka once expressed her confusion loudly before, "can carry five kilograms on her head and decorate it while still attending the ball with all the grace and grace", has a positive appearance. Smiling, she walked towards him with a gentle waving of her feather fan.

And on her chest, under those jeweled necklaces, the rosettes of the Inquisition were gently swaying with her steps.

Meow meow meow...

In a cunning move, I skipped the entrance to the ball (victim: Hastings) because I didn't want to give Guda a longer title.

Theoretically speaking, after the Imperial Guards joined the Storm's Edge, Guda's title would indeed become longer as he drove past more enemies/saved more planets... but that part of the story is not important anyway! (You)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 248 Judge versus Judge (Part )

Michaelia Wilchak, Lord Inquisitor belonging to the Order of Foreigners. No one knows the origin of this honorary title, but she has indeed served in the Inquisition for more than four hundred years and has still not been "accidentally killed" or "beaten as a heretic." Not to mention the real inside story, at least this superficial phenomenon is enough to prove that she does have enough abilities and means to ensure that she is in her current position for a long time.

When the Lion's Mane first entered the Baal system, Hastings had already discovered the existence of an Inquisition cruiser during his "intensive background investigation." He did indeed correctly find out the owner of the ship through his own work, but the above information that flashed in his mind was not obtained at that time.

He raised his glass to the other party politely: "Nice to see you again, and not at a trial against the arrogant alien sect, Lord Inquisitor Wilchak."

"I'm glad to hear from you again, and it's not because you were finally burned at the stake, my dear little Sibylla." Judge Wilchak said, covering half of his face with a feather fan.

The most cutting-edge rejuvenation technology in the entire empire can no longer hide the passage of time on her body. The folds at the corners of Judge Wilchak's eyes show that she is a person who loves to laugh - but her cold and clear eyes with a clear meaning of scrutiny. This shows that most of the smiles she often displays may not be sincere.

These two inquisitors, who were barely considered "colleagues", did know each other, but that was all.

Their acquaintance dates back to before the Great Rift opened. At that time, Hastings was still with his mentor, but he was just a young boy responsible for psychic prophecy support. At that time, Wilchak, who was already a mature Lord Inquisitor, had met him once as "Hastings' mentor's peer" (he tried to poach him, but was rejected by both Hastings and his mentor). After that, many things happened. After Hastings picked up the rose knot stained with his mentor's blood, Inquisitor Wilchak used his honorary title to stand up for the legitimacy of his succession to his mentor's position.

Perhaps Judge Wilchak at the time wanted to use this as a breakthrough to slowly turn Hastings into a part of her "network". But unfortunately, a big rift opened soon after that. This sudden and huge change not only increased the work of each inquisitor exponentially, but also physically divided the empire's territory into two halves that were difficult to communicate with each other - Hastings was in the holy territory of the empire, and Weir Chuck was on the dark side of the Empire, and the connection between them was severed. Even if the situation stabilized to some extent after that, Hastings was recruited by the Imperial Regent, and as a member of the Psionics Council, he was able to travel relatively freely to both sides of the Great Rift, but his thin friendship did not support them from dividing their energy anymore. to restore contact. Therefore, this was the first meeting between the two of them after about one hundred and twenty years.

"I have imagined many possible scenarios for us to meet again, but I certainly have not imagined this one." Inquisitor Wilczak's eyes moved teasingly between Hastings and Fujimaru Ritsuka in the distance, "How did you manage to climb to such a high position?"

Inquisitor Hastings did not feel dissatisfied when he entered working mode - in other words, six months of life on the Stormbound and Lion's Mane had greatly improved his ability to control emotions. He was not aroused by this simple provocation, and just replied calmly: "It's just that I hit the muzzle of the gun myself, and then my skills were inferior to others, so I was willing to admit defeat."

Judge Wilchak let out a slightly artificial laugh. But she didn’t comment on the part about Hastings “hitting the gun” as if it was a matter of course: “So, I really should have caught you directly under my door back then. Alien Court Excellent prophetic psychics like you are much needed."

"With all due respect, you must have at least a few Eternal Soldiers Astartes." When saying these words to flatter himself, Hastings didn't even move his brows, "I'm not that Easy to catch.”

"It doesn't sound completely impossible to me." If you search hard in Death Watch, you should be able to find at least a few qualified black shield monks, but Wilchak doesn't really intend to do this.

She just tried to use this topic to explore the topic: "But I guess the energy that that little girl can use is much more than that, right?"

"After watching today's ceremony, what do you think?" Hastings threw the question back, "The Imperial Guards, the rain of petals in the sky, the luxurious honor guard, the Astartes Phalanx, the extravagant dresses and jewelry, And most importantly, the Emperor's Dream - what do you think of these?"

The smile on Lord Inquisitor Wilchak's face slowly disappeared.

A tense silence fell, but Judge Hastings's demeanor showed no flaws. A burst of laughter broke out from the crowd farther away: because Fujimaru Ritsuka told a joke. In this situation, no matter how unfunny a joke was, as long as it came from her mouth, people around her would laugh out loud. Moreover, Hastings was sure that Fujimaru Ritsuka's sense of humor would only work in the right way in the right situation.

"In my opinion, it is already a hint that you will stand in the ballroom in this capacity." After a brief silence, Wilczak did not answer Hastings's rhetorical question. Another thing was brought up, "After all, you, the 'Saint Killer' and the 'Legend Crusher', would participate in social occasions as the dance partner of an 'Imperial Saint'. The reason is really fascinating."

"I didn't know that the results of my insignificant work could reach your ears across the gap. This is a great honor for me." Hastings replied, without disclosing it without being rude. Give out a little bit of other information.

As for titles such as "Saint Killer" and "Legend Crusher", they are just nicknames spread randomly by those who have a little knowledge of Hastings' work. In his own opinion, he was just doing the job he was supposed to do normally. He didn't like these titles, but he had to admit that the fame these things brought him was indeed useful sometimes.

During the period when Hastings first became the Inquisitor, he did quickly expose several disguised saints through the remaining team of his mentor, and destroyed some legends and cult beliefs caused by chaos tricks, and in this Rivers of blood were inevitably shed in the process. But he can also hold his head high and say that all his actions in this process were legal and well-documented, and he did not use any means that contained chaos, heresy, or even a little bit of suspicious elements (at least The part that can be queried is displayed like this).

It was this part of his resume that gained the favor of the Imperial Regent and became the stepping stone for him to be promoted to the Psionics Council. But success is also a failure. When Fujimaru Ritsuka, the new "Imperial Saint", appeared on Parmenio, it was the inertia brought to him by this part of his resume that made him... He was finally forced to board the Storm Frontier. Pirate ship.

"If you're just wondering why 'I'm here in this capacity,' the answer is simple: I lost, so I had to obey. In many ways," Hastings added thoughtfully. But if you're wondering 'how it came to this', I have no comment."

"You really won't tell me anything? Little Sibyl, you are so heartless." Wilczak's tone was filled with artificial anger. The appearance of this typical "social tactic" made Hastings' back shiver.

Out of the desire to survive this cold spell, Hastings once again made an additional addition: "If you really want some advice, all I can say is: don't conflict with her, in any sense of the word. Contained in it. She doesn't look threatening now, just because she likes it and doesn't need to be threatening."

"What if she needs to?" Wilchak asked. "For example, I assume that the little saint was actually threatened by an inquisitor in some sense?"

"She doesn't need it. Someone else will take care of everything for her." Hastings raised his hand slightly irritably and took a sip from the wine glass that was only intended as a decoration. "At that time, I almost got painted on the lintel. literal meaning."

Even with more than four hundred years of experience as an inquisitor, he was familiar with emergencies that might arise in most social situations. Wilchak was not sure for a moment - whether he should laugh or express panic appropriately. and comfort.

Meow meow meow...

Lord Inquisitor: Although all Inquisitors are equal in theory, there are some informal hierarchical structures that require someone to manage someone else due to work requirements. Lord Inquisitor is a nominal title, which often means that the person in charge is in charge of a monastic organization such as an Inquisitor Interest Group. But it is not absolute, it may just be that many Inquisitors think that this Inquisitor is very respected, so they vote for the honorary title...

Inquisitor recommendation system: In theory, an inquisitor apprentice can become a real inquisitor by getting the recommendation of three inquisitors or a lord inquisitor. Although in practice, it often happens that "the master dies and the apprentice takes up the rose knot and continues to perform tasks as an inquisitor with power", I think that given the fussiness of the imperial government system, this recommendation procedure should be completed at least in form after the mission is completed. But at that time, the apprentice himself may have proved that he has the basic qualities to become an inquisitor by successfully completing the mission, so if the apprentice completes the mission well enough and gets a high score from the order responsible for reviewing new members in the Inquisition, then this recommendation procedure is really a pure "formality". The situation when Hastings took office was a purely formalistic situation, so he had a "little affection for Wilczak, but only a little" attitude.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 249 Judge versus Judge (Part )

"Although after seeing those imperial troops, everyone will think that your failure in that operation is not surprising." Wilchak gently shook the feather fan in his hand thoughtfully, "But 'paint on the lintel'? This is a little too much.”

"I didn't say I was defeated by the Imperial Guard." Hastings responded unhappily.

"So, what made your... strategy fail? Those dark angels in black paint?"

"Not entirely, but there is no difference in nature."

"And what allows you to appear here calmly in this capacity?"

"I think I've said it already. Losers often don't have the right to decide who and where they can appear."

Wilczak finally showed some genuine emotion on his face. "You don't seem to have much complaints about your 'failure'. To be honest, I'm surprised. In my impression, you should be a very competitive young man."

"First of all, that was more than a hundred years ago. You will most likely need to update your information." Hastings's attitude was still very calm. "Secondly, people often just think that they should have crossed over but failed to do so." When you fail to overcome difficulties, you will have the idea of ​​'not admitting defeat'."

"Such depressing words don't sound like something you would say."

"This is not a 'dejection'. I really don't want to admit it, but it is a 'fact'." Hastings took another sip of wine. "You know, people call me the 'Legend Crusher' because I can The 'truths' that happened in the past were unearthed from the roadside rumors and archives in the imperial world, and those so-called 'truths' often contain a lot of lies, pretense, and even the temptation of chaos. Most of the so-called 'truths' The same goes for the 'Imperial Saint'."

Hastings paused and pointed to Fujimaru Ritsuka in the center of the crowd with his eyes: "But this one is completely opposite to what I have been doing."

"Appreciate further details?"

"She also dug out some 'real' legends and stories from the old papers." Hastings deliberately made his findings very general. "Then she brought them back to reality."

Wilchak laughed again—until she realized that Hastings's comment wasn't some random joke.

"...Like the Emperor's Dream?" There was already a serious weight in her tone when asking about this matter.

"Like the Emperor's Dream," Hastings admitted generously. After all, the huge and eye-catching emperor's flagship was hanging brightly above the airport, and everyone saw it. There was really no need for him to be vague in this regard.

"How many forging worlds did she mobilize for this?" A little water seemed to appear on Wilchak's forehead, flickering under the dim light at the edge of the ballroom. "If she can get the relevant design drawings—— "

"——None." Hastings interrupted the other party's wild guess, "From the bedside stories of childhood to the relatively credible Imperial archives, all records will tell you that the Emperor's Dream is 'completely A ship built and produced on Holy Terra."

"But she was sunk in the war ten thousand years ago! If you want to recover-"

"——It's a 'miracle'." Hastings directly announced the answer with a regretful lack of interest, "Or, a kind of psychic witchcraft. A large-scale ceremony, which requires the environment, but does not involve any A kind of sacrifice. It is completely legal, the procedures are complete, and the relevant documents and application process records are all available for inspection, in triplicate, and placed under the management of the Throne Hall, the Star Torch Hall, and Fujimaru Ritsuka himself. The reason behind this matter The truth is really boring and disappointing. I have seen the document in her hand, and I think that as long as you have the right authority and you are willing to spend some time, you can also access the corresponding procedures and records from other relevant departments. According to The consistent efficiency of the imperial administration, I imagine, only takes about fifty years?”

"I can probably understand why you can stand here calmly as a loser," Wilczak said sympathetically. "It sounds like this girl is your equal in terms of the way she does things. But the energy she can mobilize is much greater than yours."

Hastings snorted coldly. "The first half of your sentence is totally unnecessary. Also, I strongly suggest that when you need to use a personal name for the Emperor's Dream, it is best to choose 'he'."

Wilchak raised an eyebrow: "Should I ask why you suggest this?"

"If you have the opportunity to board the Emperor's Dream in the future, you will naturally know it. And if you have not had such an experience, I think it is difficult for anyone to be convinced by an explanation in the pale form of language. .”

To be honest, before Somny actually transformed the ship in front of him, Hastings also felt that the explanation of "the machine soul became a human", which had been adapted by the empire's localization, was really too farfetched. Tan.

Wilchak obviously did not read the true meaning of Hastings, but she still let go of this doubt - even among the judges, the unspoken rule of "don't ask what you shouldn't ask" is still certain. effective to a certain extent.

So, she calmly returned to the previous question: "So, in your opinion, can this so-called 'miracle' be replicated?"

"Just a 'copy'? You underestimate her a little too much." Hastings said with a wry smile.

He didn't say much more, but Wilczak naturally read between the lines: "She was capable of more than you think." The Lord Commander frowned and considered for a while, then asked the "Saint Killer" beside him: "I think you must have made some plans for the possibility of the situation getting out of control, right?"

Hastings clearly heard that the other party was certainly hinting at a possible situation in which "Fujimaru Ritsuka breaks away from control and begins to harm the empire." This is normal, because the job of the inquisitor is to doubt everything. Of course, Hastings himself has made such assumptions countless times and tried to deduce situations based on this premise.

"I did do some," he admits, "but I'm not prepared to share them. I may be called a 'saint killer,' but it's important to note that not all the so-called 'saints' I carefully investigated ended up being All will be 'killed'."

"I've heard some things about Saint Celestine and the Imperial Regent Expedition." Wilchak put away the feather fan with a snap. "You are saying that you think those stories 'should exist' 's?"

"I didn't say that. My point is still the same as before: any result achieved through psychic means cannot be completely credible, and that includes my own prophecies." Hastings said calmly, "But - —I’m not talking about propaganda issues—in many cases they are useful enough to the state of the empire today that I suggest we tolerate and exploit them within safe limits.”

Wilchak raised his eyebrows and asked in an almost demanding tone: "Like Saint Celestine?"

"Like Fujimaru Ritsuka." Hastings turned his head and stared back without fear, "At least from the current point of view, the existence of her and her mission is beneficial to the dark side of the entire empire. And I believe , the vast majority of people with basic judgment abilities among the Baal Samsung will notice this."

He didn't ask, but Wilchak understood. He was actually asking: Do you think the Blood Angels have basic judgment capabilities?

"In addition, just as you investigated what I have done in the past hundred years since the Great Rift opened, I have also investigated your recent resume." Hastings raised his glass to Wilchak. "For the sake of our acquaintance, I sincerely advise you: Don't think that if you use the favors you have accumulated from the Black Templars before, you can succeed in doing something under the premise of military deterrence. Even if you succeed in loaning an entire Black Templar expedition to Baal, it will be useless - the result will be determined before any bullet is fired, and you cannot be the winner."

He simply "toasted" to his mentor's old friend, then turned and left, casually placing the empty glass on the tray in the hand of a passing servant.

The dance continued, and Hastings decided to let Wilchak replace him as the inquisitor who was left alone in the corner of the ballroom.

Meow meow (pat your belly)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 250 No more warmth this time

This lackluster coming-out party ended in a way that was uneventful and even disappointing.

Everything is working fine. From the perspective of the venue, there were no diplomatic incidents, no conflicts between the guests, and not even trivial matters such as someone accidentally tipping a cup onto someone or soiling their clothes; from an outside perspective, Speaking of which, no one wanted to kill anyone on this occasion, no assassins of any kind tried to sneak into the venue, and the drinks that had been strictly inspected by the Imperial Guard did not cause any problems - it would be strange if there would be problems, they are investigating Even any possible allergens were not left out.

In this regard, Holy Blood Priest Kobro jokingly said after the ball: "This part of the process went so smoothly that I couldn't help but wonder if there was any conspiracy."

"It's hard to tell." Ritsuka Fujimaru, who really wanted to get rid of the torture instruments on her feet and simply walked back to her dressing room barefoot, said absently, "I always have a vague feeling that something is watching behind the curtain."

"That might be our think tank director." Cobulo answered without paying much attention. "According to prior arrangements, he will lead some think tank brothers to monitor nearby subspace activities during the dance."

Among the various formal social events held by the Blood Angels in the past for the purpose of diplomacy, there were few such examples. Under normal circumstances, everyone tends to assume that it is difficult for demons and monsters in the subspace to interfere with reality. In areas with qualified curtain strength, it is just an ordinary banquet held in the material world, and there should be no need to worry about demons. But this time, considering the identity of the protagonist of the banquet (and the attitude of the Custodes), Mephiston's think tank department believed that even if they finally found that their defense of the subspace was just useless, it was best to make it look like it.

"I think that may not be entirely the case." After fighting side by side for about two hours in a social setting, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Coblo had a somewhat vague comradeship, so the former The choice of words and sentences has also become a bit more casual, "I tend to think that something did happen during this period that was drowned in the crowd and we don't know. But since the news has not reached our ears, it means that it is very Probably not a big deal.”

Coblo then naturally let go of this "not a big deal" episode, and turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka, who seemed a little shaky after giving up part of his manner management: "Do you need me to take you on the last stretch of the road? You look like you’re going to fall at any moment now.”

"Thank you for your kindness, but girls also have girl self-esteem. Sisters of Battle can even wear these shoes on the battlefield, then I should definitely get these shoes by myself..." Fujimaru Ritsuka said this, but she was As I continued to walk forward, my tone of self-talk became obviously anxious, "...There is a saying that 'the more beautiful shoes are, the more painful they are to wear.' Now I finally understand why. It’s happened…”

It is clear that in the TV shows Fujimaru Ritsuka watched in the past, models often wore more exaggerated shoes when walking on the catwalk, but they were able to walk tall, elegant and energetic. She originally thought it wouldn't be particularly difficult, but after more than five hours of torture, she had to admit that it required much more knowledge, experience, and perseverance than she initially thought.

...and Bavanshi is a fairy, so she is structurally different from ordinary humans like her...

"At least you can sit down in the next session." Coblo slowly followed Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was not walking fast, with small steps and politely comforted him.

"That's right, and I'm going to change into flat shoes." Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted his teeth, "Anyway, no one will notice my shoes after I sit down..."

The next phase will officially begin in an hour and a half. In theory, this phase should be responsible for establishing basic trust between Fujimaru Ritsuka and the Blood Angels Chapter leaders - that is, it is time for Chaldea to reveal what they are here for, otherwise the various tasks that require actual execution and construction will not be able to move forward.

However, in view of the strong opposition of the Imperial Guards to the Blood Angels turning the scene into a three-chamber trial, Chapter Commander Dante was not so obsessed with the superficial formal issues. Fujimaru Ritsuka also said, "At this stage, the ceremony has been five or six hours. Please let me go, or I will cry for you." This part of the process was finally simplified and finalized. The result was: a simple dinner, or in other words, "Dinner with the Chapter Commander of the Blood Angels" ”, the kind that can actually be eaten.

This is why there is an hour and a half of rest between these two stages. The next process included things that Fujimaru Ritsuka needed to eat, so the Imperial Guards insisted on taking the dietary instructions list provided by Asclepius and personally watching the "safe ingredients" provided by the Storm Frontier become meals. Then the process of being served to the table.

Although Vasilian was definitely busy, this hour and a half was very generous for Fujimaru Ritsuka. For the reason of "it has been five or six hours since the ceremony at this stage, please let me go, or I will cry for you", the atmosphere of the final banquet was determined to be relatively relaxed, and even the dress code was not that strict. Since the purpose of "cultural exchange" is only to fool the propaganda mouth of the empire, both parties participating will wear "traditional national costumes." Anyway, the empire is so big, no one can investigate from the vast sea of ​​​​stars whether a certain "national traditional costume" that only appears once really exists. Fujimaru Ritsuka can choose whatever she feels comfortable with.

As a result, she was able to change clothes quite easily - a daily kimono with flat boots that she could do alone, a little Taisho romance that was an eclectic mix of Japanese and Western styles, and then she took off her stage makeup and re-applied nude makeup that was more suitable for the occasion. Hair style, and add a little snack to prevent your stomach from growling. Again, an hour and a half was quite generous for this, so she even had plenty of time to let herself be "interrupted."

Beforehand, Fujimaru Ritsuka specially explained some arrangements for this node to "start in case of trouble and retreat in case of trouble". And judging from Sigismund's sudden silent appearance at the corner of the corridor, it was obvious that "something happened" during this period.

Although Cobro had already known about the existence of such a Black Templar in Ritsuka Fujimaru's team from the list of attachés submitted by the Imperial Army, the ornate decorations and logos with complex meanings on the armor of the person concerned still made the Holy Blood Priest Confused for a moment. At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was still wearing high heels, took an extra step forward excitedly: "Is it true?"