Good news: the little remaining part of the procession was over safely, and the whole procession passed through the gates of the Angel Fortress of Arraks and entered the interior of the Warband Monastery.

Even better news: After an explanation that Rika Fujimaru herself couldn't even understand, the head of Dante's battle team didn't pursue the issue of the Dark Angel quietly leaving the stage during his speech.

Rika Fujimaru was moved to tears in her heart: Dante, the head of the battle group, is really a good person, and the angel didn't lie to her when she was in the star torch. For this, she can even forgive St. Giles for five minutes.

But in fact, the truth of the matter is that Dante himself has inevitably encountered the embarrassing situation caused by the sudden disappearance of the Dark Angel's allies in his more than 1,500 years of service. The honorable lord commander has never seen any scenes. The fact that the dark angel wants to disappear is like a space wolf drinking and a white scar about a race, which is an unbreakable part of the truth in the operation of the universe, and a natural law that cannot be violated. Since this kind of thing doesn't happen suddenly in the center of a hot battlefield and comes with a series of blood-stained troubles, let it be.

In short, the result is good, that is, everything is good. So far, the process has been smooth and Rika Fujimaru has been given a forty-five minute break to drink water, a little snack, change clothes, and touch up makeup.

Forty-five minutes later, the "Imperial Saint" Rika Fujimaru announced her existence on the main planet of Baal, and the social ball would begin right after.

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Perhaps from the perspective of perception, the petite and lovely seventeen-year-old female high school student is more likely to make people soft-hearted than the four-meter golden armor and the laurel big psionic man. This is true even if the perspective is from the perspective of the forbidden army.

In fact, in the original proposal, the part of this "ball" was just a simple social ball, and the meaning of existence was only "let everyone know the person Fujimaru Rika", which was some kind of inefficient feudal legacy. The next day, she had to use the venue of the Holy Blood Angel to hold a reception - in Fujimaru Rika's understanding, this was a very inefficient press conference, she had to meet with local dignitaries one by one, and in the process of mutual greetings and temptations, she selectively conveyed to each other some of what she was going to do - the emperor did this back then, and then explained the general direction in general terms, and then released the people who actually carried out the tasks and the forbidden army who supervised them.

Killiman also does this kind of meeting, but the people he meets are directly assigned specific tasks, which is less like a press conference than a direct call to talk about work, so it is more efficient.

But Rika Fujimaru's problem is this: in the current politics of the Empire, she really is a mascot.

The emperor had an entire empire to manage, and given the overall workload that had been piled up, it was not uncommon for him to issue such a general decree; Now Kiliman is also in charge of the entire Imperial Frontier, and they are doing so to handle official business. These two people held this kind of meeting because they really had something to tell others, but - she Fujimaru Rika only had a civil engineering construction project under her hand that had not yet been tendered, and the chief quality inspector had already been designated as Sigismund - it was pointless for her to do this!

Even if she was going to start a holy war, it would be more meaningful to hold this meeting.

So in the end, the proposal for the meeting was combined with the same kind of social dance party part in the planning stage under Fujimaru Ritsuka's cute trick. When these two meaningless items are condensed and stacked together, the two hours of the dance seem a little less wasteful — but still inherently torturous.

The good news was that she was finally free from the dress she wore at the parade, which was almost identical to the torture instruments; The bad news is that she just got out of one set of torture instruments and put herself in another. But there were also advantages to this set of torture equipment for the ball: at least for the sake of dancing, her shoes became able to walk.

That being said, this shoe is just structurally minus the platform that exists only to raise the height, and the length of the heel is reduced to 13 centimeters. Even though they're adorned with diamonds and gold jewelry, they don't look like stilts, but they're still just a pair of ordinary high heels, and your feet hurt when you step on them.

If it had to hurt, I hope this is a pair of powered heels. Fujimaru Rika thought melancholy.

Instead of marching slowly with the procession, Kylea, who had been waiting here in advance, was busy around her, after all, only girls were allowed to enter the room where they changed clothes. With the help of Fujimaru, Rika Fujimaru had already changed into a prom dress: a white, one-shoulder dress with a tulle and asymmetrical hem, revealing a little calf. The overall gold component of the skirt has obviously decreased, and the size of the skirt has been reduced, which at first glance seems to be much simpler in design, but the only part of simplicity is the design - the dark embroidery on the fabric and the yarn itself are all shouting that they are expensive, not to mention that the entire set of jewelry that the Janissaries have worn for this dress is made of red coral, pearls and tortoiseshell.

Inorganic gems, although they look rich, are still something that money can buy in today's imperial environment. If you really want to show off your wealth, you have to look at the biological jewelry that only extinct species can produce!

It's a pity that Rika Fujimaru didn't understand this little bit of caution from the forbidden army. She thinks these are cheap jewelry, because in her concept, pearls that can be cultivated and produced are not very expensive: human history has reached 40,000 years ago, and you must have been able to breed and mass-produce red coral and hawksbill turtles!

The ancient mindset made her unaware that the ocean on Sacred Terra had disappeared 10,000 years ago, and that species such as corals, pearl oysters, and hawksbill turtles would only become extinct even earlier. After the Forbidden Army took out the corresponding jewel from the Emperor's Dream Biological Alchemy Restoration, she even unconsciously showed a little disgust, and then found a natural and better quality from the inventory of the Storm Border (thanks to Gilgamesh's sponsorship), and said, "Even if you want to pursue the historical and cultural significance of the 'Divine Terra Native Species', you can't fool others with that inferior thing!" Others at the prom will see it! ”。

Judge Hastings, who watched the whole process, said: No, no one can see it. In fact, if no one told him, he would have mistaken what those things were.

(End of chapter)

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