"It's a bit weird, but I don't think Mr. Leon has any aggressive intentions towards me, you don't have to be so nervous, Somny." After the room had just begun to move, and the glass that separated the outside world had gone black, Rika Fujimaru said to the surroundings amid the noise of the machinery running.

Although in the current environment, even Sigismund, who managed to squeeze into the room at the last minute, had to use Ryman's ears to capture that relatively special wave frequency if he wanted to hear what Fujimaru Rika was saying, Fujimaru Rika was sure that Somny could hear it.

After all, this is within him.

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I don't understand. -

Somny's voice came from the words along the contract: - But you still asked me to make changes to the internal structure that physically separated you two from each other. -

"Because that's Mr. Leon, after all." Rika Fujimaru was cautiously reviewing all her actions just now, "He may not have shown any aggression towards me, but for me, this is not enough. After all, he is the original body, and I, an ordinary person, must do something that he didn't expect in order to make him realize the problem of 'I should also have a say in front of him'. ”

But this is basically based on the strategy made by that Leon El Johnson 10,000 years ago, and Rika Fujimaru doesn't know if it will work in 10,000 years.

Having used the information gathered in the illusion to successfully deal with Robert Killriman and Corvus Corax, she had no doubts about doing so. But perhaps it was the change in appearance that Caliban's lion king was too obvious, with white hair, beard, and wrinkles on his face making him look much more amiable when he spoke than Richika Fujimaru remembered, and this strange sense of dislocation made her subconsciously feel that "something was wrong", and she began to worry about the actual effect of this strategy.

It's just useless to worry about it, she has already made things in her head, and the next plan can only be taken one step at a time - but it can't help but remind her that according to her original schedule, what she should do now is go to the kitchen of the Storm Boundary and find something to eat, and then wash up and change clothes and burrow the quilt.

She really wanted to go back to sleep.

Rika Fujimaru spun around twice in frustration, skipping the communication system and speaking directly to Asclepius and Joan of Arc through the contract. After Alter had confirmed that nothing unusual had happened on the Storm Frontier and that Kylia had returned to her lodgings unaware, the sound of machinery outside the room had gradually stopped.

This half of her room had been in operation for five minutes before arriving at a location that Somny thought was appropriate.

The door that had been locked at the beginning of the move opened again, and Rika Fujimaru led Sigismund into the hallway, where she found herself in the luxurious living quarters on the top floor of the ship. Lights flashing on the walls showed her way, leading her to another gorgeous, comfortable, and, most importantly, mortal-sized "lounge" nearby.

In the concept of the Emperor Dream, this room belonged to the lounge, but in the eyes of Fujimaru Rika, this was already a luxurious suite that could fully meet her daily life. She had never stayed in the presidential suite of a high-star hotel, but she thought that this room would be better in terms of size and comfort, not to mention the price and taste of the furnishings.

If she wanted to just rest here, there was nothing wrong with that—if she didn't know that there was a Caliban lion on the ship, and there was a good chance that a search would be launched for her in the near future. She pulled a cushion from the couch and thumped it twice in anger, then took it in her arms, looked up at the ceiling and said, "Somny, this room also has a system for communicating with other rooms in the ship." ”

Needless to say, the people (and the ship) present knew exactly what she was looking for this for. Sigismund was the first to object: "As scheduled, it's time for you to rest, ma'am. Now you don't have the stamina you used to. ”

This "once upon a time" refers to the illusion. Although from this point of view, what Sigismund said is undoubtedly true, in the past six months or so of life, Fujimaru Rika still clearly feels that the other party's nerves are a little too allergic:

"Even though I'm 'mortal' now, I'm not so fragile as to die suddenly if I don't go to bed on time." It wasn't the first time that Fujimaru Tachika, who felt underestimated, puffed up, "Or do I seem to be the kind of person who has so much nerve that he would rudely leave another loyalist aside and not receive it?" ”

Some non-essential experience tells Sigismund that this is the time to shut up. But the character he inherited from his genetic father allows him to answer the question honestly: "Yes, this is not without precedent in the past. ”

He forced himself to stand still and not move. Then, in the next second, a couch cushion slammed into the Aquila logo on his chest.

"At that time, it was because Shen was arranging everything!" Fujimaru Li's aroma jumped on the spot, but this only made the soles of her feet hurt even more before she recovered from the torture of high heels, "The specific problem is analyzed specifically, now I can't throw you out to make a diplomatic accident and sleep in the room by yourself, right?!" ”

Sigismund silently caught the mat that had slipped down, and listened to Rika Fujimaru, who had to stand still because it hurt to jump, and complained loudly: "And that's the real First Legion original Leon El Johnson!" I don't believe you can't see it! Where the hell was he in the past 10,000 years, how did he manage to return to the real universe, could this be a reference for other Lost Primordials including Roger Dorn, what happened to Caliban when he was destroyed, what he did in the dark side of the Empire after he woke up, how he got to the Lion's Mane and entered the Emperor's Dream without a word—I need to know as much as a mountain! What's more, Ranmaroke's problem hasn't been solved yet, so I won't let Mr. Leon really make trouble for him! ”

It is not yet clear that after the lion king woke up, his own personality turned almost 180 degrees with the unnecessary momentum of a strong man's broken wrist, and began to brush his face in front of the "Emperor Dream's Soul" again: "I want to talk to Mr. Leon in detail in the form of an internal call. First of all, there are indeed a myriad of complex matters between us that must be clarified as soon as possible. Secondly, there are no security risks involved in remote communication, so you don't have a problem with Somny, right? ”

Given that Somney himself was very concerned about how Leon El Johnson had managed to get into the cabin without even noticing, and had found exactly the room where Rika Fujimaru was, the Emperor Dream finally relented. After Fujimaru Rika's words fell, the furniture in the corner of the room, which had looked like a dresser, quickly unfolded and deformed, becoming a video communication station where people could comfortably sit in front of them and talk.

But he didn't know that among the questions in her mind that had to be talked to and confirmed with the First Legion Primordial while Fujimaru was sitting in her chair, the order of importance was very different from what Somney thought:

First of all, of course, every dark angel on the Lionmane who had been picked up by the Chaldeans and had fought together for this time should not be punished in any way by their original form, or angered, or otherwise suffered from some other disadvantage from within. Second, she decided to mention to Leon that the ship should be restaffed.

- The mortal crew and vehicles and equipment on the Lionmane have been replenished once in Pamenio, and they are still quite abundant, but after all, there are only ninety-one people and two Dreadnoughts left in the dark angels. What's more, the genetic seeds recovered on the battlefield can only be placed in the storehouse, and the navigators have gradually suffered irreversible losses during their voyage through the Great Rift and into the dark side of the Empire. In a way, keeping the Astarte barge running smoothly has inevitably become overstretched in terms of personnel.

Fujimaru Rika originally wanted to find an opportunity to cry with the head of Dante's war, who was designated as the regent of the dark side of the empire, after arriving in Baal, and then find a way to solve this problem. And now, she doesn't feel the need:

The original body is here, will the Lionmane's reinforcement be far away?

(End of chapter)