When Feros fell, he didn't have any regrets.

Such a life is placed in any Imperial Astarte, and it is estimated that the person concerned can have the idea of dying without regrets: enlisted in the army at a young age, fought his way out of the siege, became a manager in the warband, and had a unique and beneficial understanding of the warband's creed, served the empire for centuries, and finally won the approval of the distant will of the father of genes when faced with the fate of the warband, and ended his life in the form of a vessel for his heavenly spirit.

Even judging from the ending alone, it is a life that is strong enough. No one can find fault with such a life anymore, so Ferros, who has no regrets, never thought that he would wake up when he fell.

But in reality, he did wake up. This fact even confused him for five seconds, and at the same time felt a little regret. That's been a long time for an Astarte's reflexes, and even more so for an Iron Father.

Then he realized that he had not been buried in fearlessness, but had been lying almost naked in what was apparently a medical room, wrapped in the most basic covers; Immediately afterward, he even realized that his limbs were sound and his physiological system was functioning well, except for a slight stiffness, as if he had never been injured.

This made him even more confused.

The confusion itself didn't help the situation, so he began to observe his surroundings in more detail: there was no doubt that this was a medical room, but the equipment in it either looked rudimentary to him or was completely invisible, and the size of the facilities was apparently only for mortal use, including the hospital bed itself, the space seemed unusually cramped to him—and even he was able to lie down here because someone had moved three mortal-sized beds and put them together in a strange way so that he could be "racked" In mid-air.

This strange arrangement forced him to do some mental calculations before he could figure out how to get up from the "bed" quietly while keeping everything in its current state of balance. In the middle of his thoughts, he finally noticed that someone was talking in the part of the space about the "detection area" across the curtain next to him.

The little inquisitor's pitiful voice came softly from behind the completely unsoundproof curtain: "...... But it's so much, I don't want to be almost full before every meal just by taking medicine......"

"You don't come, it's not negotiable." Another unheard man's voice said with a slight impatience, "Cosmic rays, pathogens you've never seen before, messy chaos energy pollution, and—damage and deflection from your misuse of the Ortenus Lingji exoskeleton!" You have been able to live until now thanks to the emperor for helping you with your spiritual energy, and the rest of the problems can be solved by just taking medicine, you should be thankful! ”

After the words fell, the snow-white curtain that was used as a partition was "brushed" open, and Fujimaru Rika, who was crying and sad, was pushed out while holding a box with seventeen different medicine bottles in her hand.

Behind her was a man in a black robe, with long hair, a hood and beak mask that obscured most of his face, leaving only a pair of turquoise eyes to prove that he was still human. He pressed his obviously long sleeve against Fujimaru Rika's back, and just like that, he drove her out of the small space, and his other hand was also hidden in his sleeve, and he didn't know how to hold a brass-colored cane coiled around a mechanical serpent, with a sharp bottom, and it seemed that it was impossible for the center of gravity to support it to stand properly on the ground.

Immediately afterward, the man, who didn't look much like a medical officer, but who did seem to be performing the functions of a medical officer, raised his eyes and met the gaze of Feros. The latter suddenly noticed at this moment that there was a faint golden light that did not look like a human under the other party's seemingly turquoise eyes.

— and, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"If you wake up, leave the infirmary (my territory)." There was no greeting, no further examination, not even care, the man in black just said this in a sloppy face the moment he saw his consciousness clearly, "Recovered patients can't provide medical cases, which means that you are useless from the moment you return to normal, useless guys don't take up a lot of space here." ”

As he spoke, the mechanical serpent coiled around the cane floated out of thin air and circled behind Ferros, almost physically poking him in the backbone and driving him out of the infirmary along with Rika Fujimaru. The silvery-white metal plate snapped smoothly behind the two people, and Philos, who had not fully reacted to what was happening, was still thinking: where was the anti-gravity engine installed on that snake?

"Well, Mr. Ferros, don't take it to heart." Rika Fujimaru, who was holding the large medicine box, chattered nervously on the side, "Asclepius, that's how he is...... Nature. In addition, he is quite obsessed with things like 'the original form of human beings', and he can't change his concept for a while, and he looks at the matter of strengthening and transforming in any sense normally......"

In fact, at this moment, Ferros finally felt that his brain was beginning to function in a normal way.

"Nothing. I don't care. The Iron Father finally realized that it was time for him to care about the rest of the situation, "How's going on over there in the Destruction Claw's main power room?" ”

"I don't know." Fujimaru Rika replied confidently, "I'll take you back to my own ship here after the battle, and then I'm busy with all sorts of things...... Anyway, it's been three days now, and I've just had time to get my check-up. ”

"......," Ferros was subtly silent, "I mean, how did the battle in the main power room end up?" ”

“？” Rika Fujimaru looked very confused, "Do you want to listen to the Sergeants of the Iron Hand rushing to repair the energy supply pipeline?" ”

- In her opinion, there really wasn't much to say about that battle. After speculating that the "gatekeeper" was actually a creature of some kind of ritual magic, all that remained was to borrow Medea's spirit base and a "Rule Breaker" problem. The "Magic Treasure" handed down from the gods can destroy the magical effects of any stabbed object, including magic contracts and lifeforms born from magic; The Chaos Ritual Runes inside the power room were naturally the same, and they were meaningless in front of this dagger with almost no actual combat performance.

The biggest obstacle to the whole thing was that after the spell effect of the Chaos Ritual was lifted, the main power room, which had been forcibly twisted out of the six passages, was restored to its original state, causing a little confusion in the transportation of personnel; The second problem was that the energy generated by the reactor could not go anywhere and could cause a leak, which led to Rika Fujimaru having to wait until the members of the Iron Hand were thoroughly prepared for repairs.

In the opinion of Ferres, who does not have the above knowledge reserves, the whole thing is still a fog shrouded in clouds. But considering that the person in front of him was a judge, he automatically understood this answer, which seemed to him to be very evasive, as "don't ask what you shouldn't ask", and changed the subject as if it were good: "Where are we now?" ”

His intention was to ask where in the galaxy they had arrived after jumping out of subspace. When they were working with Adjutant Fish and Debit to calculate the Mandeville point, they had already realized that the Talon of Destruction had somehow been caught up in a subspace undercurrent - the Iron Hand had leapt into subspace in the Triken system in the Hazy Star Field, and then after an accident, they were bumped into by the Lion's Mane, which had entered the subspace from the ghoul stars. Within the subspace, the navigator can roughly determine the appropriate position for the jump, but cannot be 100% sure of where this position corresponds to the physical universe, so the ship often still needs to further calibrate the current position after leaving the subspace.

But Fujimaru Rika's train of thought was clearly not on the same line as Frios. She did answer the question, "Where are we now?" but not in the way Ferros had hoped.

"We're on the Storm Border, my boat." Naturally, she turned around in the hallway, found the right direction, and then began to move, "Follow me, find your power armor." You can't be told to walk around like that—ah, yes. ”

As if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head and gestured with her eyes to Ferros's left hand, which had been replaced with a mechanical prosthetic leg during the renunciation ceremony when she joined the warband, "I'd suggest you'd better go to the training room or something like that for a while before using that hand to pick up something." ”

Phyllos looked at his prosthetic leg inexplicably. He had a vague impression of the fact that it broke in the last battle, but it was normal for him to have his prosthetic leg repaired by the pharmacist after entering the infirmary.

"What's wrong?" Out of caution, he pressed into the question, and then found that Fujimaru Ritsuka's face showed a little embarrassment:

"That's right...... Asclepius is not very, uh, agrees, this kind of mechanical modification. Naturally, your prosthetic leg was not repaired by him. ”

But from the eyes of a forge master, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Ferous tried to move the fingers of the prosthetic leg, tried to make a fist, and then tested the flexibility of the wrist joint, confirming that all the transmissions were sensitive and appropriate. Then, confused, he said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it." ”

It may even be better at handling details than the original that Fellos himself debugged. The Iron Father is beginning to become curious about the technical priest he has not yet met.

"Actually, I don't understand it either, but I just intuitively think that there might be a problem with its output......" Fujimaru Rika looked away inexplicably, "because when Mr. Ferrus was repairing it, the atmosphere in his whole body seemed to say, 'I'm going to make a great one', ...... like this."

"What if- wait a minute, who?"

"Huh? Mr. Ferus Manus? Fujimaru Rika's attitude when she mentioned the deceased person was a matter of course, "It's okay if others are surprised, how can you even be like this, you should have met him earlier than me during this time." ”

Markan Ferros, the Iron Father, was once again confused, wondering if he should add a few more mind-boosting components to himself.

- On the bright side, at least for now, he won't regret that he didn't die before.

Migu (crawling)

(End of chapter)