Inquisitor Hastings opened his eyes vigilantly and rose from his chair.

To be sure, the room assigned to him on the Storm Boundary was soundproofed well, but not thoroughly enough for those who were paying close attention to the outside world. For the Inquisitor, at least, he could clearly hear the unabashed sound of Astarte Power Armor walking down the hallway, at least.

He walked to the door, and without much hope tried to press the button to open the door, and to his surprise, the mechanism activated very simply, causing the two pieces of metal in front of him to slide open, revealing the hallway outside the room, which was uneventful except for the less "imperial" style.

The fact that he was not restricted in his movements made Hastings stunned for a moment, but it was just a moment that could be ignored. He then poked his head out of his room and looked at the man he had just walked by. Then, reasonably, he heard the sound of the door opening, so the two who turned back to look at the situation met their eyes.

One of them is Arjuna, some sort of subspace entity. While there were certainly questions about it, at least in the previous few hours, Hastings had recognized his existence and convinced himself to let it go for the long haul. But the other, apparently Astarte, who made footsteps that drew him out of the room—

Hastings expected to meet a Midnight Lord, or a "fallen angel", but he didn't expect to meet a Black Templarissimo - even judging by his sword, he was also the Imperial Champion.

The reason why he took the time to get out of the room was, of course, because he had anticipated this scenario and typed a draft. He was going to ask to follow and see what they were doing. Success is naturally a good thing, and failure can also be used as a temptation. But the identity of the person who appeared in front of him was too unexpected, and all the words he was about to speak were blocked in his throat.

In the few seconds that Hastings was stunned, the Black Templar spoke first, "I'm pretty sure there wasn't such a person on the Storm Frontier before. ”

"This is Judge Sibylla Hastings." Arjuna calmly introduced, "The Lord thinks that Kylia needs a psionic teacher, and this gentleman who once served in the psionic council of the Imperial Regency may be suitable. ”

He said as he turned to leave, as if Inquisitor Hastings was some minor person who was not important or worthy of attention. The Black Templar only nodded to him after hearing these explanations, and finally turned around and continued down the hallway.

Hastings, who was a little angry, simply came to the corridor and followed the footsteps of the other two: "What happened? ”

"It's none of your business." Arjuna gave an expected answer. Surprisingly, however, he gave no further instructions beyond that—not even restrictive instructions ordering Hastings to return to his room and wait quietly. The same was true of the black sanctuary behind him, as if it was all that was most important to them now and immediately to reach their destination without being disturbed.

If something like this happened aboard the Glory of Maculag, the Inquisitor would have said nothing, and would have consciously returned to his assigned room, pretending not to see anything. But this was the Storm Frontier, so Hastings didn't stop, so he took advantage of the loophole and followed last.

——

Sevita's whole body is already wooden. Even with a warning sign in Gothic that reads "I'm sorry, I should have thought before I speak", and across from him, in the corridor of the Storm Border, there was Joan of Arc Brown. Alter's snickering didn't make him talk back.

Two hours earlier, he had made a bold statement to everyone else to the effect that "I had spied into the spirit world of the original body with psionic powers, and I don't think it was really that difficult", and tried to make a spiritual tune with Rika Fujimaru, who was "sent into the dream of Koraks". The good news is that two hours later, he is still alive and has not suffered any irreversible mental damage, and the bad news is that he has failed completely, failed to achieve any tactical goals, and put himself in vain.

The spirit of the original body and the original body cannot be generalized. In Conrad Coetze's mental world, it can be said that almost all aggression comes mainly from the original body himself. And for Ecovacs Corax, he himself is perhaps the most harmless part of his mental world.

"Gee, who would have thought this would be the case?" The half-dream demon who stands and talks without backache in Joan of Arc · Alter said, "But Ritsuka will be fine, she's a good boy who can resist the court of frustration - poof-"

The unbearable Joan of Arc Alter threw a straight punch directly into Merlin's face, causing the sign on his chest that read "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thrown the Master into a dream" violently.

"You've done more trouble than mine this time! Give me a good reflection! She said through gritted teeth.

"Quiet!" Surprisingly, the two men who were undoubtedly adults in such a reprimand, at least from the outside, were a little girl with long blond hair and a teddy bear. She pinched her waist with one hand, desperately making a majestic appearance, "This is the punishment of punishment!" Put the sign right! Don't speak! ”

Unaware, anyone would have laughed off the remarks made by such a little girl who seemed to be only about ten years old. But perhaps because the two people who were currently being punished did stab Da Louzi, so they knew that they were at a loss, so they really complied with these punishment measures as if they were playing at home, held up the sign with "crime" written on their chests, and quietly stood up again.

- As they hurried to the door of the infirmary, Arjuna and Sigismund, as well as Inquisitor Hastings, who had forced him to follow, saw such a somewhat comical scene.

"This ...... What's going on? Sigismund gestured to the little girl, a little unsure of what to call her. Arjuna looked at her very seriously, then nodded solemnly to each other before explaining:

"This is Abigail Williams." "We don't want to use the last resort," he said. ”

"I don't think things will come to this...... Merlin said with a dry laugh, but then the girl herself urgently retorted loudly:

"Who can say for sure this kind of thing! How can there be such irresponsible adults! Abigail sounded like she was about to cry, "So much black stuff! What if it all flows into the hole! ”

Seeing that another inexplicable farce was about to be staged, Arjuna obviously had no intention of getting involved. He just calmly opened the door to the infirmary, so that everyone could see Asclepius, who was monitoring the data of the Imperial Lord's signs, and Rika Fujimaru, who was lying on the hospital bed with a frown on her brow.

"We need to urgently break this spiritual link initiated by Merlin's 'take it for granted'." Arjuna said, "What the doctor means is to borrow the Emperor's psionic energy first, and perhaps a short strengthening will be enough for the Imperial Master to break free on his own. ”

Sigismund, who was about to know the cause and effect, but because there were too many idealistic parts involved in the flow of events, he was still confused about the whole thing, thought for a moment, and then gave up asking questions.

At least he could understand that "the situation is not optimistic", so he just nodded obediently: "What should I do?" ”

Miwoo (six o'clock)

(End of chapter)