"So let's start with the most basic question—how did you come back to life?" Kiliman asked.

He hadn't forgotten that he had received answers from the previous inquiries of the representatives who had come up to the Lionmane, but he wanted to hear what he had to say.

But once again, Coates laughed inexplicably: "You asked me the wrong person about this." Just as mortals can only have a rough guess about the cause of their death when they die, I have only a general feeling of how I was inexplicably dragged back from my sleepless sleep back into this bustling and noisy world. If you want a precise answer, I suggest you ask the person next to me. ”

Kiriman's first instinct was to be skeptical, but this time, there was no bump in any sense in the chamber, so the phrase was probably true—at least agreed by Rika Fujimaru in a chair to the side.

"I can speak." The mortal girl holding the Aquila Scepter said with a death-defying expression, "As long as we have three and a half to four hours to spend on this one thing alone, I can explain the whole process of the ceremony." ”

For a moment, Killiman was a little moved, but he was sure he didn't have that much time to spend on it. As the "decision-making" person in the empire, he doesn't really need to know the details of how everything works, he just needs to know if it can be replicated and at what cost.

"No need, Miss Fujimaru. I just want to know, is this an isolated case? ”

The Imperial Regent asked. At this point, he suddenly felt a sense of disobedience—if it had been in a more normal situation, the meeting would have been more formal, and from the moment he entered, a roll call would have read out everyone's titles and names aloud, not only to declare the distinguished status of the participants, but also to make everyone not embarrassed when addressing each other.

Killiman didn't usually like this step, but it was a waste of time to finish his long list of titles, and he would find out their names and identities before meeting people. But in this council room, after the lack of a long-elongated roll call, the imperial regent suddenly felt that there was a little sense of disobedience in calling the other party's name directly.

"Uh...... I probably understand what you mean by asking. Fujimaru Rika paused for a moment and replied unnoticed, "Conrad is only the first, not the only one. Mr. Ferrus is currently with his heir, and although he is not in a stable state, he is not yet able to fully exert the strength of a primordial like Conrad, but he is almost ......"

As she spoke, her voice unconsciously lowered, and her whole person shrank into the chair even more. Koetze's laughter rang out softly again, "Seriously, my brother, you should immediately go find a mirror and look at your own expression - she hasn't been so afraid of me." ”

Kiliman turned his head and glared at his brother.

"That's because you're more angry than scary." Rika Fujimaru muttered under her breath and sent a video recording to the Armor of Destiny with a tablet that lay flat on her lap - three minutes and forty-two seconds in length, showing Ferus Manus speaking unilaterally to the camera of the servo skull to Kiliman, who was not present.

This video is on the casting world Connaught, and Rika Fujimaru hides behind a servo skull and holds a sofa cushion to force Ferus to record. Even so, she still felt that there was a ...... In the three minutes and forty-two seconds, three and a half of them were completely reporting their current situation with the attitude of reporting on phased work...... Something, it's hard to call it the kind of greeting that brothers who have been reunited for a long time.

But Killiman still spent about seven minutes on the video, which was only three minutes and forty-two seconds long, and the content was very dry. Then, with a look of melancholy or relief, he sighed, closed his eyes, raised his hand, and gently pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I roughly understand...... "The Imperial Regent's voice revealed a little relieved exhaustion. He himself was apparently aware of the mistake, and after a slight pause for half a second, his voice returned to normal again, "So, the task of the next stage of the Chaldean Bureau is to resurrect St. Giles?" ”

This overly astonishing question also caused a bit of emotional ripple among the victorious army. Their professionalism is indeed good, and they can maintain the dignity of the original body guard while being shocked, but the turmoil in their hearts cannot be hidden from Koz.

He was about to open his mouth to have some fun, when a small knock reminded him that the little Jiujiu in his heart couldn't hide from Fujimaru Rika. The Midnight Lord Primordial regretfully re-ate the words he should have spoken, and looked at the little girl dryly:

"Although there is this part of the plan on paper, the 'resurrection of the original body' can only be regarded as a by-product of the 'Chaldean Lighthouse' project." Rika Fujimaru replied, "As for what we should actually do...... You know we're an organization under the Torch Hall, right? ”

She picked up the data tablet that had been on her lap, apparently something she wanted to show but couldn't transmit wirelessly. But then, she was stuck in an obvious and ever-present obstacle: the round table in the Lion's Mane Chamber was really big.

In other words, it can almost be seen that the distance between Rika Fujimaru, who is relatively seated, and the regent of the empire, is about eight meters apart in a straight line.

Fujimaru Rika didn't speak, but her expression could clearly reflect the condemnation of "What are you doing so much in your empire". She certainly had the option of jumping off her chair, making a semicircle around the table, handing the datapad to Killiman, and returning to her chair. In this case, a new problem arises: the movement of her climbing onto the elevated chair is really difficult to be elegant.

This delicate and difficult question for Rika Fujimaru kept her stuck in place, until Coz, who had been laughing at it for a long time, finally reached out with compassion, pulled the datapad from her hand, and pushed it along the plane of the table, causing the heavy artifact of imperial technology to slide directly into Killiman's hands.

"Look, you have to admit it, sometimes I'm kind of useful." Coetze's Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

Fujimaru Rika didn't choose to let him go here: "But you're the original." As a primordial, I'm amazed at how poor you've been able to function so far. ”

"It's an issue I'm constantly improving, maybe my brother would like to take the time to check on the progress?"

"Thank you." Regardless of what Coetz was saying, Killiman decided that he had to be very vigilant in refusing, "I'm fine right now and don't need your 'help' in any sense." ”

"Is that really the case? That's not how you reacted when you heard that our brother with two iron hands had returned. I'm going to suspect you're squeezing me out. ”

Killiman's anger was a little up, but before he had a seizure, Rika Fujimaru had naturally taken over the task of scolding Coz:

"You deserve it." She threw a straight punch, "Who told you that you don't have even the slightest talent in management and coordination, but you are talented in making trouble." You're only good as a striker against the enemy, and if I let you out here, you'll only eat Otlama's food. ”

"—this is a complete wrong, and I can live well without eating now."

"So who sneaked into the kitchen for half a month in a row to steal the coffee mousse cake in the refrigerator?"

"Why didn't you ask Somny?"

“……”

Kiriman stared blankly at the rapidly turning fantasy scene in front of him, and turned his gaze to the datapad in his hand.

He is the regent of the empire, an important part of maintaining the operation of the entire empire, and a stable and reliable primordial body. He will not and cannot participate in such school-level quarrels.

Especially in front of his own genetic offspring.

Miwoo (six o'clock)

Why do people go to work......

(End of chapter)