Not to mention what strange things were mixed up in the mind of Mephiston, the chief think tank, when he was reading the classics in the library, and no matter how wildly over-interpreted "San Giliano ran to the dream of the leader of the Holy Blood Angel War to talk to each other" would be made by people who are still alive in the moment. Looking back at what Rika Fujimaru did during her "free time" during this subspace voyage, it is easy to see that she is preparing for the fact that her every move in the ritual will be over-interpreted.

That's what diplomatic missions are. Rika Fujimaru understands this, but does not prevent her from feeling pain while preparing for it.

At such a "critical juncture", there is no space soldier on the Storm Boundary or even the Lion's Mane to turn to a Space Marine with a U written on the shoulder armor to turn to, which is really overstretched. The Chaldean masters, both Fujimaru Rika and Kelya, were very sorry for this.

Inquisitor Hastings certainly has some experience, but he's a judge after all. He was of high enough stature to be of any interest in similar scenes, and most of the people he had been in contact with were equally interested in holding a banquet that was nominally a feast for him, but was in fact full of political implications to other forces.

The political power bonus that Otrama's background gives him seems to be limited to paperwork. Rather than spending enormous amounts of time on such political performances on a formal occasion and using them to advance his mission, Inquisitor Hastings often preferred to simply plan a few assassinations.

As a result, he has essentially zero say in this regard: he is more accustomed to using the enormous power that his status as Throne Envoy brings him to "legitimately flip the table".

And Fujimaru Rika is completely different. Although this may not be particularly obvious in the short year since her "debut" in the real universe, when dealing with the internal affairs of the Empire, she is very inclined to the view of "avoiding armed conflict and doing things according to the rules as much as possible" - whether it is the rules clearly stipulated by the laws of the Empire, or some unspoken rules that everyone tacitly understands.

At least she had shown a definite inclination in the illusion, as both Sevita and Sigismund could attest.

As for the forbidden army, as a manifestation of the emperor's authority and an extension of his own will, in the general direction, they also agree with this policy of "avoiding armed conflict and acting in accordance with the rules as much as possible." But the problem is that the forbidden army is the embodiment of the emperor's authority and an extension of his own will, which is destined to be in detail and practical operation, and they will have a ...... with Fujimaru Rika Huge difference.

According to high emotional intelligence, Fujimaru Rika is relatively more focused on the part of "avoiding armed conflict", while the forbidden army is obviously more focused on the part of "doing things according to the rules as much as possible". Speaking with low emotional intelligence, Fujimaru Rika wanted to accomplish this in a friendly manner, while the focus of the forbidden army was almost entirely on "showing off my emperor Tianwei".

- For the forbidden army, this group of emperors and poisons, this is absolute rule and political correctness. Most of these people scoffed at the group of madmen of the state religion, but in practice, Fujimaru Rika felt that what they were going to do was no different from that of the group of religious madmen.

In other words, Rika Fujimaru begins to regret that she decided to leave the matter to the Forbidden Army in the first place.

"First of all, we need to be clear: I am not an emperor, just a mouthpiece that can say a few words for him once in a while." Rika Fujimaru held the CNC pen and coldly crossed out the planning content on the screen of the data board, and said coldly, "It is neither reasonable nor necessary to adopt the specifications of the emperor's patrol at the landing ceremony in Bar, and it is also disregarded to the facts—we don't have that many vehicles for honor guards." ”

"We have." Somney poked aside, taking advantage of the fact that he was actually the ship "Imperial Dream", and began to open which pot to mention.

Whether it's a matter of heroic spirits or subspace creatures, there is no need to be so clear in principle. Just as Tenochtitlan, when it unfolds as a city, it is possible to reveal not only the symmetrical temples, rivers and lakes of the city itself, but also the various buildings beneath it, as well as all the furniture contained in the building; When the Somney was launched as the Imperial Dream, its interior facilities were also readily available.

This "all-in-one" obviously also includes the guard of honor that must be prepared at all times as the emperor's flagship.

Fujimaru Rika turned a deaf ear and only continued to draw strikethroughs on the databoard: "The Air Force performance is also excessive. The fact is that we don't have that many people to fly carrier-based aircraft on this scale. ”

"They can fly unmanned under my control. Captain, you should know these things. Somney said as a matter of course.

In the context of Heroic Spirits or subspace creatures, the matter itself is certainly a matter of course. The carrier-based aircraft on the Imperial Dream are of course part of the Imperial Dream, and Somny is able to control them as naturally as he can control his own hands and feet.

Of course, Fujimaru Rika knew this, but she still sighed in frustration after the words fell, put down the data pad in her hand, and looked at the other party with hatred.

After a second, she gave up. With a deeper layer of frustration, she wearily covered her eyes with her right hand, which was still holding the pen:

Forget it, you can't expect a ship, or as the people of the empire understand, a materialized soul with the appearance of a forbidden army, who knows how to read words and looks.

Whether it is Rika Fujimaru's Japan where she grew up, or Nostramo and the Eighth Army, where she has been in the fantasy world for more than 100 years, she knows how to "read the atmosphere" in the overall cultural environment. Due to living in such a high-context environment for a long time, Fujimaru Rika is accustomed to this way of speaking with a slight turn but as much as possible to save the face of both parties when she is not in a 100,000 urgent situation. She hadn't thought much of it at first, after all, for a long time before, she hadn't had any communication barriers with the Midnight Lord, the Dark Angel, or even the Ultramarines - but just now, Somny had made her realize that this kind of roundabout way of speaking was still too difficult for a ship to understand.

Although Somney didn't hear the unfinished meaning of Fujimaru Rika's mouth, "I just don't want to do this", it was an accurate answer for the real forbidden soldiers who almost lived in the riddle every day.

"But ma'am, may I say it bluntly," said Vasilian, the Janissary Warden who temporarily led the squad, "and I can understand that you hate these extravagant, cumbersome, and useless rituals. But in the current situation, we think it is necessary. ”

"I can probably guess why you think this is necessary." Rika Fujimaru poked the screen of the data board sadly, "But I have to say with regret that there may be some slight differences in our positions on this issue. ”

The last part of the passage caused Somney, who basically knew how to read the literal meaning of the words, into a visible confusion. And before he could really say anything inappropriate, Fujimaru Rika had somehow caught his doubts from the golden armor that had no "demeanor" to speak of, and gave a "solution" that was still a riddle in the eyes of the other party:

"Our next stop, without a doubt, is Barr." She said so.

Just because the next stop was Baal - not Maculag, not Medusa, not Fenris or Chogoris, not any other primordial home planet, Vasilian and Fujimaru Rika had two completely opposite approaches to the simple matter of "what kind of appearance should be in the Empire".

In the Empire, the status of the "original home planet" is transcendent, but the three stars of Baal still stand out among the original home planets: during the Great Expedition 10,000 years ago, when the mainstream of thought in the empire was still the truth of the empire, Baal had already enjoyed the independent autonomy of the de facto "state within a state", including religious autonomy, when he returned to the empire; Now, 10,000 years later, the Great Rift has begun, and Robert Kiliman, the "regent of the Empire" who visited here to support during the Unyielding Expedition, has directly designated Balchin as the administrative center of the dark side of the empire.

Whether it was St. Gilesjan's trustworthiness in the Emperor's Heart 10,000 years ago, the Ninth Primordial and his Blood Angels, or Robert Killiman 10,000 years later, who believed that it was expedient to do so, the fact that the Praetorian Army would always be the same: it was a place too far away from the Empire's true administrative center (Holy Tyra), which enjoyed a high degree of autonomy and was most likely to be self-respecting, "the second heart of the Empire on the dark side."

Under this premise, as the direct spokespersons on the Holy Terra Throne and the real and only power center of the Empire, when the Praetorian Army came to the territory of Baal, they would of course want to beat each other openly and secretly through various means, to show that "there is no other day, and the Empire should only have one sun".

And Fujimaru Rika apparently doesn't think so. While for now, the long list of titles that the forbidden army had agreed to "should" put in front of her name, and the legal powers granted to her by the empire where the Aquila Scepter was located, came from the Emperor, as a drifter from another world, not a pure outsider who was not a "subject of the Empire", she didn't care much about these issues of power - and she was willing to bet that the Emperor himself didn't care much about that.

As the chief designer of the Chaldean Lighthouse, she is now more concerned with whether her task at hand can be carried out smoothly: this is a great event to save the country by spectacle, and of course it is more important than the political question of whether Dante is better to speak or the emperor is more authoritative. After all, at present, Dante is not often able to return to Baal to see it, and the emperor himself has no possibility of being there to direct the work in person.

Psionic projections don't count. If the emperor could rule the country by showing sainthood in front of people, he would have done so a long time ago.

"I think we'll have to take a moment to talk about the pomp." After a brief moment of thought, Rika Fujimaru sighed and tried to deal with the matter with the goal of both sides taking a step back, "I can understand why you insist on doing this, but I also have to consider the reality that I need to work on the ground for a long time. For that reason, I think some of the arrangements at this stage are a bit too aggressive - I think that's how it would be from the Blood Angel's point of view. I am not entirely opposed to the use of force in the landing ceremony, or in any other way to properly demonstrate the authority of the emperor and the imperial power, but I hope to be able to consider the extent of this 'appropriateness' with you. ”

When she said this, although she couldn't see it, Rika Fujimaru was still a little apprehensive in her heart. The forbidden army was very stubborn, and she was a little worried that her reasons would not be able to convince the other party completely. However, after her words fell, Vasilyan paused for half a second, nodded his head, and agreed with the point of "think again".

This gave Fujimaru Ritsuka the illusion that the Janissary Warden who was in charge of leading the team seemed to have chosen to accept her statement after a short period of thought. But in the next second, she knew that although things seemed to be deflecting in the direction she hoped in the general direction, the details were obviously still grinding.

Because Vasilian then asked: "That, the phalanx of a hundred wise angels—"

"-This is not to be discussed!" Rika Fujimaru used a veto almost forcefully in a state of stress, "Even if the wet parts of those little angels are cultivated by test-tube cloning, it is too much—in terms of ethics and morality. If you must engage in this kind of levitation broadcast phalanx, servo skulls are the limit of what I can accept. ”

Vasilyan nodded reluctantly, and did not propose any alternatives to the matter. But after being quiet like this for two seconds, Fujimaru Rika reacted to herself, and suddenly added: "Don't you plan to expand all of our servo skulls now, right?" I warn you against the ordinary crew of the Lionmane! They didn't do anything wrong! ”

"But we currently only have thirty-two servo skulls for processing miscellaneous information." This time, Vasilian's voice was surprisingly clear with resistance and grievance, "They are all aided by the Glory of Maculag, and this amount is far from enough. ”

"Do you really have to have a hundred?" Fujimaru Rika held her forehead, "What kind of obsession do you have with this number, I said that I am not the emperor, there is no need to really apply the specifications of the honor guard used by the emperor when he went out on patrol here-"

"—The Emperor used more than that of the ceremonial guards when he officially went on his tour, and I have video records to testify to." One of the emperor's flagships, who didn't know how to read the atmosphere at all, whispered tentatively on the side. It's a pity that the timing of this sentence is really inappropriate "objective facts" only in exchange for Fujimaru Rika's angry eyes:

"Imperat Somnium, which side are you on?!"

(End of chapter)