After waking up the next morning, Rika Fujimaru felt top-heavy for about ten minutes—she had spent half the night arguing with the emperor in her dream last night.

The memories of this lucid dream don't fade quickly when she wakes up, and all sorts of information about the war are running through her mind. The ethereal omen of subspace and the actual movement of troops in the material universe gave rise to a thousand possible future situations, and Fujimaru Rika unconcernedly packed them all and threw them all away, getting up and preparing to wash.

After dealing with the problem of personal hygiene in rudimentary conditions, the Emperor's chosen envoy to the throne resumed the day's activities: first, she immediately discovered that Ranmarok herself had returned to the Sisters of Battle's quarters, and had somehow brought back a set of clothes that fit "the girl's" size, including shoes and socks.

“…… I was going to ask Sister Iolans if she could get her a set of clothes today. Rika Fujimaru looked at the Firewing Grand Mentor, who had always seemed very unkind like any of his Legion brothers in the past, "Ranmaroke, I didn't know you were so caring. ”

Ranmaroke seemed reluctant, as if the "intimate" evaluation was scolding him: "I don't." I just don't want to be forced to increase my workload because of her poor protection. ”

"Okay." Pretending that this was the case, Rika Fujimaru took the ready-to-wear clothes that had been piled up next to him without even opening the packaging, and tried to control herself as much as possible not to think about how he had found these things in the warehouse of a clothing store abandoned by the war, "Is there any news on the track?" ”

"The Lionmane was summoned an hour and fifty-four minutes ago, and the Imperial Regent has been successfully contacted. The Ultramarines would like to find time to talk to you at length after the current phase, the victory of several important battlefields advancing simultaneously on the surface of Pamenio, and the complete recapture of the continent of Kailaton. ”

"I don't know if he wants to have a long talk with me or if he wants to talk to Conrad for a long time." Fujimaru Rika snorted noncommittally, "But anyway, he's going to have to talk to me for a long time in the end, whether it's about this war or something related to the Empire." ”

"You seem to have an opinion about him."

"Not really, but he's an honest man." The girl casually said something that it was better not to let others figure out who the "he" in the sentence was referring to, "It's the most fun to bully honest people, but you can't bully too hard, otherwise your conscience will hurt." ”

Ranmarok wanted to say something, but he recalled a video file of about fifteen minutes long that had been circulating on the Lion's Mane less than a week earlier, and shut his mouth in time to watch the other man burrow back behind the heavy curtains of the makeshift infirmary with all his change of clothes.

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When Rika Fujimaru arrived, the girl was already awake and was sitting on the bed with her knees crossed, the quilt covering only her feet. When she heard the footsteps, she turned her head timidly to look at Rika Fujimaru, who had slipped into the curtain with a large bag, and the latter smiled at her without haze: "Good morning." ”

“…… Early. She looked at the colorful garment packaging a little dumbfounded, and said.

"Omit all the unimportant past information, you need to change your clothes now." Rika Fujimaru pointed to her thin, blood-stained white dress, the marks on which had turned reddish-brown after drying, "Maybe you could before, but now, you can't just wear this and run around." You didn't even wear shoes. ”

As she spoke, Rika Fujimaru dragged over the chair on the side, sat on it and began to unpack all kinds of ready-to-wear clothes. The girl suddenly realized, as if she had only finally reacted to this matter until now, and said in confusion, "...... But no one had ever thought of this before. ”

"Plain clothing and barefoot symbolize religious asceticism. It is fitting that a saint is this image. Fujimaru Rika said as she dismantled it, "But I don't care about all that mess, I only know that if the emperor doesn't give you spiritual powers, you may catch a cold if you only wear a skirt, and it will be difficult to walk without shoes." ”

“…… I'm not sure. The girl hesitated, "I can't hear 'him' anymore." Did 'he' leave? ”

"No, 'he' has always been, it's just that we have managed to temporarily cut off the connection between you and 'him'." Rika Fujimaru replied, "It's good to have a strong connection with 'him', but you haven't learned how to harness the power that naturally flows from the connection, and if you don't separate you, you may be irreversibly damaged in a week." But this is temporary, and once you learn how to regulate it, we'll unravel the restrictions - I really shouldn't blindly trust the eyes of the Space Marines, what the hell did Ranmarok pick here! ”

She dismantled it for a long time and got the result...... How to say it, it's clothes, and the size is right, but the materials are almost all rough and thick fabrics, and the style only considers the practicality such as wear-resistant and windproof, so it's ugly and shocking. In addition, it is very natural but also very troublesome that in terms of material, the only thing in this pile that can be worn close to the body is socks.

…… Thank you He also remembered that mortals had to wear socks before wearing boots with a rough lining.

Rika Fujimaru stared viciously at a coat, two different styles of underwear, and a pair of pants spread out on the hospital bed, as if she had been strongly offended by these dead things. The sight made the girl sitting in the hospital bed laugh.

"It's okay, I can bear it." "I know that resources are tight right now and that these things are sufficient," she said. ”

The girl sat up on her knees from the bed, put on her socks, then pinched the lining of her pants and regretfully abandoned it. She didn't even touch the two stiff and piercing underwear that she knew at first glance, she put her legs down the bed and put on her boots, and without changing out of the bloodstained white dress, she used it as an inner layer, wrapped in an ugly thick coat.

"That's all I can do." She announced this, and Rika Fujimaru scanned her whole body with a wary gaze.

"The main thing is the shoes, if they don't fit, you have to say it." The latter emphasized, "Let's take a look today, don't put up with it if you feel uncomfortable, I'll find a way to make it more suitable." In the future, we may often approach the battlefield, and by that time the shoes will be fatal if they don't fit. ”

The girl nodded ignorantly, and as if she remembered something, she asked, "I'll ...... in the future." Where will it go? ”

"You follow me." Fujimaru Rika replied, "Nominally I am the judge, you are the judge and the monk, but in fact, these class authority and other things are casual, I don't care. I will teach you as much as possible how to work and how you should be the Emperor's Choice, and one day in the future, you may become my successor. ”

The girl looked very confused: "But 'he' said I would die......"

"I'm going to die, too. People die. This is nonsense. Fujimaru Rika said as if he was confused, "Anyway, if you follow me, I will definitely guarantee that your death will never be near." ”

Immediately, she grabbed the girl's hand: "Okay, let's go tidy up and have a casual breakfast, and then start today's work." I know you're still confused, but the situation is urgent, and you can't do practical tasks on the first day of your internship—"

The girl was pulled out of the curtain with a blank face, followed Fujimaru Rika through the aisle between the beds, ran all the way to the outside of the medical area, and saw Ranmarok waiting in place again. Probably because it was the first time she had seen the Dark Angel, the girl looked a little reserved in the face of Ranmaro's black armor, but was pulled by Rika Fujimaru and had to move closer to the other party.

"We're back, and our current booking for today is to go to the Taylos Cathedral in the city center and set up a psionic node there. How long it will take depends on the damage to the church itself, but it probably won't last more than three hours. Then we'll teleport back to the Storm Frontier to see if the Regent has time for a 'long talk', hoping that Company Commander Afpah won't blame us for throwing him on the ground. ”

Rika Fujimaru arranged the schedule in a very natural manner, and then turned around and patted the girl who was getting more and more nervous about the parts of it that could be understood and what could not be understood as she gradually showed the schedule: "Don't worry, you're just an apprenticeship at the moment, and you can basically watch from the side." Oh yes—"

She turned back in the direction of Ranmaroch and introduced, "This one's name is 'Kelya'. ”

With a little pride, Rika Fujimaru said the girl's original name, which she had been arguing with the emperor for most of the night to agree to keep. The moment these three simple syllables were uttered by her, even Ranmaroke, who had no psychic knowledge at all, seemed to feel a warm current that instantly filled his limbs.

- Only fifteen years old, forced to leave her parents, cut off all her former personal relationships, such a young girl who was put in the position of "saint", if she had to give up her original name with her, it would be very pitiful.

Maybe the Imperials wouldn't think so, but Fujimaru Rika firmly believed so.

So, after a half-night quarrel that no one knew about except the parties, the name was now under the protection of the emperor.

Miwoo (none).

The little girl's name is Kelia...... (Blurred memory, cosmic seal)

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