All in all, fifteen minutes after Rika Fujimaru made a shocking speech to the defenders, she was ushered into the city in a state of chaos, and managed to meet an imposing battle nun.

"I am High Sister Aolans, and I am currently representing the Empire's state religion, leading my sisters to protect the people's faith in this city." The sister nun in crimson armor said this, her tone barely calm in a certain hesitation.

Rika Fujimaru looked at her naturally: perhaps because of the indoor environment in which she was currently in a non-war zone, or perhaps her status as the commander of the Battle Nuns made her feel compelled to do so, in short, Eolance was not wearing a helmet. This caused her long, braid silver-white hair to fall from the side of her left cheek, and for all to see, a large Aquila tattoo perched on her shaved right scalp.

That's not the focus of Rika Fujimaru's focus. She had lost some of her sensual acumen from the exhaustion, but there were still some things that had entered her instinct that remained in her subconscious—without looking closely, she could naturally tell, at a glance, from the other person's expression, that Sister Iolans had entered the room with a sense of fire.

Her mind didn't turn at all, and she naturally understood where this anger came from: a girl in the city who was suspected of being able to cause holy miracles was enough for her to worry about, and now why was there another inquisitor outside the city who claimed to be able to communicate with the emperor? Fujimaru Rika can understand this mood very well, and the waves of unevenness have risen again and again, and she is also annoyed by her.

But this anger was quickly suppressed when Sister Iolans saw Rika Fujimaru herself. The latter couldn't tell because she didn't have the mental strength to think for the time being, and the "elimination" at the moment was because of the Aquila Scepter, because of her own age, or because the nun felt something that was indeed spreading in the energy field that was spreading everywhere in the city. However, she could still tell that the other party's anger did not disappear out of thin air, but was suppressed for some reason.

"My name is Rika Fujimaru." She thought briefly about the wording, but finally chose to abandon all descriptive words, and said, "I know that you are skeptical of all things I say, and I understand your need to be cautious in this special time. So...... Hey, let's do it. ”

She gently paused the Aquila Scepter in her hand, and an invisible but warm wind blew out of thin air in this room that was completely sealed due to epidemic prevention requirements. In this instant, Aolans did not use her senses to confirm any changes that were actually taking place in the physical realm, but she knew immediately from the depths of her soul that she had never been so close to the Emperor as she was now.

"-What? What did you do? In a panic, the nun drew the blaster from her waist, trying to aim at the girl in front of her who wanted to trick her with witchcraft tricks if she didn't agree with her. The muzzle of her gun was instantly in place in the muscular reflexes that had accumulated from tens of millions of repetitions of the same movements in the past, but as she moved her arm, she realized that the Anglican pendant on her chest was faintly glowing.

"Don't be too nervous, everyone knows that the tricks of chaos can't leave an effect on the Emperor's emblem - even if it's corrupted, it's only after the emblem itself is destroyed." Fujimaru Rika's expression was still natural, as if she hadn't been pointed at a gun, or was confident that the gun in front of her wouldn't hurt her, "Take it as a compliment to your many years of service and devout faith, that pendant is now a holy relic." ”

Iolans instinctively grasped the pendant on her chest in a daze, a warmth that seemed to reach her heart completely unchecked by the laws of physics, transmitted through her hand armor to the bottom of her heart. Her intellect made it necessary for her to continue to question the other cautiously, but the tremor of joy poured out of the depths of her soul uncontrollably, and for a moment she stood still, caught between two thoughts, not knowing what to do.

"I know it's hard to understand at this point, but the Emperor is really watching—otherwise I wouldn't have been able to make an ordinary force field talisman into a holy relic." Fujimaru Rika paused as she spoke, and began to doubt herself again, "...... Is it in the wrong order? I think I should have shown you the PIN first......? ”

It's a pity that the senior nuns at this time can hardly listen to anything. She lowered her gun at the last hint of security-conscious urging, her face almost red as her armor from excitement, and her breathing couldn't help but become heavy: "Y-what did you say?" The God-Emperor—"

"......" Fujimaru Rika sighed, "yes, yes, sister, the emperor is looking at Pamenio. ”

She knew it was going to be like this. But it's not unacceptable compared to the pointless questioning and arguing with each other in an empty room for more than three hours.

The crumbling Sister Iolans screamed with excitement and looked like she was about to faint. This out-of-the-box sound attracted the other two nuns guarding the door to break down with guns, and in the midst of great vigilance, they saw their commander crying with joy and chanting a prayer from the Book of Words. The other girl in the room holding the Aquila Scepter looked embarrassed, helpless, tired, and guilty.

"I didn't mean to!" Rika Fujimaru explained indiscriminately, "I—I didn't expect her to cry......"

Ranmaroke, who was also standing guard at the door, looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, but he did not move as much as a mountain on the surface, but in fact refused to let himself be involved in this mess. He had indeed gotten a rough idea of the Imperial folklore of this era from the howling and cries of his cousin in the face of the Primordial Form, but when he actually saw the corresponding scene, it would bring a new shock to his heart that believed in the truth of the Empire.

Anyway, after five minutes of chaos, the Aolans High Nuns had finally regained their mood and were able to communicate normally—instead, the other two younger nuns were in a state of mental restlessness. It is conceivable that the excitement of this religion will soon spread throughout the city in the form of drumming and flowers...... Fujimaru Rika sighed, let's talk about it then, she is not an archon anyway.

"The Emperor has chosen a girl in this city, who must have performed a miracle in the city." She struggled to get the conversation back in the direction she needed, "I'm sure this girl is currently under the protection of the Sisters of Battle, and I need to see her anyway, the sooner the better." ”

"That's right. But—oh my God, what have we done......" Sister Aeolance recalled something as she spoke, and the blood on her face quickly faded into an unhealthy pale, and for a short time fell into a desperate anxiety. But perhaps she has already experienced a round of emotional shock, and this time, she can at least express herself clearly while being anxious:

"That girl—that girl is being tested! But she, she is pure, it is true that the emperor chose her! Go and tell them to stop – no, I'm going to tell them to stop myself! ”

The senior nun forgot all manners and etiquette due to her excessive panic, left everyone behind, and rushed out of the room like a whirlwind. The two young nuns, who did not have a very clear understanding of the current situation, stayed in place in the panic and confusion caused by the influence of the prefect, while Fujimaru Rika just looked at the back of Iolans as he departed, and sighed softly.

There was exhaustion, helplessness, sadness, and a nicely hidden anger in that sigh.

Miwoo (none).

Q: Is this Sister Iolans an important role in modeling?

A: No, it's just written in black, I think this hairstyle is very weird and very 40K fashion, so I hope everyone will taste it together.

And it's useless to say that I'm short, and the work party is the limit of 5,000 a day, and it can't be long (peaceful).

(End of chapter)