Although she wants to "speak directly to the angel", Fujimaru Ritsuka also knows that she is currently unable to instantly determine whether Sanguinius's current state is able to communicate normally or is sleeping, half a galaxy away. The first question; whether the current Sanguinius has the ability to project his will onto a suitable carrier halfway across the galaxy like the Emperor did, is the second question.
But these two problems may be solved after they arrive on Baal: among all the Primarchs, if Sanguinius dares to say that his "fate" with his home planet ranks second, I am afraid that there will be no solution. People can recognize that number one.
Anyway, let’s go to Bar first. Fujimaru Ritsuka once again clarified this simple goal.
Since this goal was indeed too simple, and there was no special task worthy of her at the moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka just put the mat back into the cabinet, and made up her mind never to take it out in a similar situation again. . During this process, she weighed the next few things that she might do, and finally chose to go to the summoning room to try to connect with Ferus Manus, remotely condolences to the man who had just done it in person, and saved herself from a very important job. The original entity that is freed from complex causes and conditions that are difficult to define.
She was not sure whether it was appropriate for her to contact the other party through the Chaldean contract now, but in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, this was a question of "how to know without contacting first."
So, she naturally carried the tablet into the summoning room and started to "make contact." By the time she emerged from the summoning room again, it was already three hours later.
What happened was completely different from what she expected: Ferrus Manus showed no visible fluctuations in his emotional reaction and single-handedly turned the contact into an unquestionable work seminar - just like that. It's as if he didn't kill his best friend from thousands of years ago who had fallen into the devil's path.
But as Fujimaru Ritsuka previously told Sanguileno, she found the matter "very personal." Although she now considers herself to be a co-worker with Ferus Manus in the next work station, and they have many overlapping and parallel tasks in actual work, and they are considered to have a "good relationship" at this level, she really does not realize that. The extent to which she can tell the other person everything: Comparing her feelings, she doesn't really want to mention Matthew's story to the other person, so it makes sense that the other party doesn't tell her more about Fulgrim.
Fulgrim probably accounted for less than one percent of the conversation during those three hours. When Ferus mentioned him, he seemed very business-like, without any emotion, and it was completely the form of reporting the latest military information. Then, his topic turned to the Lord of Joy and the Lord of Change, to the subspace that had become chaotic again for some reason, to the fact that he was returning to the court and preparing to reform the formation of the battle group.
Fujimaru Ritsuka knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song, and bypassed Fulgrim. He only asked the other party whether there were any difficulties or problems in spiritual base integration, and told him in advance whether the "Book of False Ministers" was needed. After learning how to deal with it, she also said that she would arrive in Bar in a week at most, and would soon start the site selection for the Chaldean Lighthouse. She also predicted that if there were no problems with the drawings, she would officially start construction after the site selection was completed.
During this period, she had been simply observing Ferus' mental state through the contract without leaving any trace. This kind of inspection is very rough and inaccurate. It is closer to "carefully looking at the other person's expression" in a face-to-face situation, so it is not considered rude. She didn't find any signs of concern in the process - considering that Ferus was not very good at hiding his thoughts among the original bodies, Fujimaru Ritsuka tentatively judged that this incident did not cause him any major uncontrollable consequences. Influence.
It would be rude to study this point any further, so Fujimaru Ritsuka decided to stop here and spend the rest of his time on the overall planning of the architectural design plan. Two and a half hours passed in a flash, and there were a lot of messy notes on her tablet that only she could understand. It was hard to say that she fully understood what she had written on them. In the end, she really just Chai shouted to the door, "Sigismund, come and save me."
"I feel like a think tank who is half-crazy writing prophecies." She complained to Ferus. "I am being controlled by some powerful subspace creature, and I am writing continuously some of myself on some kind of carrier. Words, symbols and formulas that no one understands are full of all kinds of hints and metaphors. And these things will indeed work at some point in the future."
"These are science." Ferus' unsatisfactory emotions came to her through the contract together with the voice. "They are logical and obviously easier to understand."
"I am an ordinary person who was born in 2000 AD and has never experienced mechanical transformation in any sense. I think your requirements for my knowledge and understanding are a bit too high." Fujimaru Ritsuka retorted with a groan. "Now that I can copy what you said exactly, it's already burning incense - the illusion didn't count at that time, the brain I used at that time was Conrad's."
To be honest, if it hadn't been for that experience, she probably wouldn't have been able to understand more than 80% of the terms Ferus spoke and the conventional physical theories in this universe.
"I will organize this note, and then let someone who really understands these things take care of it." Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up his handwritten memo and jotted it down for himself before the memory faded. Marking the order of things, "Speaking of which, has Captain Santo been looking for you recently?"
"No, what happened to him?" Ferus, who had not had any contact with the Cursed Legion recently, was a little confused.
"It's nothing. But isn't he engaged in the project of replicating the imaginary submarine with imperial technology." Fujimaru Ritsuka said calmly, "I happened to encounter a lone insect nest tentacle here recently. The Storm Frontier was in Tyran There is a slight deviation in stability when sailing in the subspace shadow caused by the Zerg. I was thinking about sending him a copy of this part of the data after I successfully find the cause of the error."
The answer given by Ferus is of course "yes". On this topic, they discussed the suppressive effect of Hive Shadow on subspace energy, and Fujimaru Ritsuka provided a freshly warm somatosensory experience: Summoning is completely unusable, but the summoned heroic spirits are not Affected, it is just that it is difficult to connect to the subspace or the emperor can directly obtain ether energy replenishment, and the magic power stored in itself can still be used.
Under the Hive Shadow, the Astral Exoskeleton can also be used, but it is limited to extracting and simulating data from Chaldea's Astral Portrait. Although Ferus has already mastered the technology of hand-rolling Otenaus modifications, he does not have such a thing as a spiritual portrait, so this "usability" is meaningless to him.
After another half hour of these exchanges, the conversation was truly over. Fujimaru Ritsuka came out of the summoning room in a daze while holding her tablet computer. Did she realize in a daze that it was almost dinner time?
Anyway, she was really hungry after three hours of intense mental work.
...However, since Captain Santo has not contacted Mr. Ferrus recently, it most likely means that no matter what he expected to do when he set off, he obviously did not think that this trip was important enough to require his own reasons. The meaning of body notification. He may have thought that this was just an ordinary support operation, or a quick trip back, or a normal...
"If you don't go to the cafeteria to eat, why are you standing here in a daze?"
Asclepius's voice dug Fujimaru Ritsuka out of her thoughts. The blank look in the girl's eyes when she turned to the heroic spirit clearly showed a numbness caused by overuse of her brain, which made the god of medicine sigh clearly at her:
"You just don't know how to write the word 'rest', do you?"
"When everyone starts their subspace voyage tomorrow, I will have plenty of time to sleep." Fujimaru Ritsuka reflexively retorted, "You took the initiative to leave the infirmary to come here. Do you have something to say?"
Asclepius hesitated to speak. However, facing the patient in front of him who was stubborn and stubborn, he still endured it at the moment and only said the purpose of his coming here: "I need to receive a Holy Grail."
Fujimaru Ritsuka maintained that blank look in his eyes and looked Asclepius up and down. In the process, he inevitably glanced at the Holy Blood Priest who was following him. Almost without thinking, He said something that if Teishiro Amakusa heard, he would definitely die of acid on the spot:
"Is one enough?" she asked.
Miwu (peaceful)
(End of chapter)
