This is the anti-theft badge.
"Then why did the Admiral look for you?" Ishikari Maru pulled Ishikari Maru and stubbornly wanted to know the answer.
Ishikari Maru raised his head and twitched the corner of his mouth. "We talked about the essence and origin of life."
"... Ah?"
"If we had Jiangxue in the Honmaru,
We might be able to chat with the God's Inquisitor. "
Ishikari Maru said, "I didn't expect Tarao-san to be so proficient in philosophy."
His exclamation succeeded in making the group of Fujiro around him and Ishikari Maru, who was pulling his sleeve, show a blank expression.
And as the master of the Pressure-Cutter Hasegawa,
After learning that he had missed the God's Inquisitor twice,
After learning from the painful experience, he decided to change his group.
Change the schedule of the formation,
Go on fewer expeditions and do more internal affairs,
Should be able to see the master, right?
The God's Inquisitor was a minor,
He could only stay in the Honmaru for two hours a day. It was really inconvenient!
Prince Ren didn't know what kind of shock his style had caused in the Honmaru.
The swords he saw were in human form from the beginning, and their words and actions were no different from humans. Therefore, he naturally weighed these swords with human eyes.
And how did he treat humans?
The most basic wariness,
And the coldness at the beginning of the relationship.
He was not a warm person.
To be exact, he was a person who was willing to show his coldest side from the beginning.
Unless he was approaching with a destination in mind, he would not be friendly from the very beginning.
Masaharu Nioh was not a considerate person.
He would not know how dependent Saber and Sword were on humans.
Prince Ren, who was on guard,
After receiving the report from the Pressure-Cutter Hasegawa and the medicine researcher Fujiro Maru, frowned fiercely.
Then he sighed.
Forget it,
There was still time, two hours a day, before really exploring the Honmaru,
There was no need to take the report too seriously.
From the perspective of the God of Death,
And from the perspective of humans,
How could it be the same?
Managing a team is tiring, Prince Ren thought.
How did Yukimura manage a tennis club of more than fifty people?
Was it because of Liu and Sanada's help?
Sanada was in charge of military suppression, while Liu was in charge of all internal affairs.
It seemed that …
Prince Ren had an idea.
It will take a lot of time to completely take over this pill, and the most important thing is to learn how to use spiritual power first.
When he was in the core, the core would automatically absorb his spiritual energy.
Because he could only stay in the core for two hours a day, the speed at which he extracted spiritual energy was much faster than the normal Divine Inquisitors.
After Prince Ren went to the Ben Wan Pill twice, he finally felt the flow of spiritual power.
What he meant was that it wasn't only when one's whole body was filled with spiritual energy and under certain circumstances that one could feel the existence of spiritual energy. Instead, one could feel the flow of spiritual energy at any moment.
He first browsed through the Divine Inquisitor Forum on his communicator, then went to the Divine Inquisitor Trading Center and the official government store.
There were many things inside that were not open to him. Half of it was gray, and the other half was completely black.
Fox's Aid explained that the gray part was due to one's age, and the black part was due to one's era.
"Divine Inquisitor, you have no way to come into contact with anything that is beyond your era," Fox's Aid said.
Prince Ren was silent for a while, then gave an example. "Like an AI butler?"
"What did you say?"
"Two hundred years later, there will be AI, right?"
Prince Ren remembered the comics he had read. "Like Jarvis, Iron Man's butler, ah, and the Red Queen in the Resident Evil movie."
Fox's Aid hugged its tail and blinked its big eyes at him.
"So, there are also holographic online games?" Prince Ren remembered the sci-fi movies he had seen.
Fox's Aid still didn't say anything.
Prince Ren didn't give any more examples.
He threw away the headache-inducing logic and plans and sighed sincerely.
It was really, really regrettable.
"I'm going to file a complaint against you," he said. "We're all Divine Inquisitors, why are you treating us differently?"
"Divine Inquisitor!"
Fox's Aid's ears pricked up when it heard the word "complaint." "This is for your own good!
Our Government of the Time exists to fight against historical revisionists. If you have seen anything that is beyond your era, it will change history! "
Prince Ren: "I thought your so-called change of history was mainly about major historical events?
Something like Ikedaya, something like the Meiji Restoration … "
"That's right." Fox's Aid nodded fiercely.
Prince Ren spread his hands. "Isn't that right?
I won't be the Prime Minister of Japan. I'm just a nobody, an ordinary high school student. "
Fox's Aid choked for a long time, and even connected its own signal to the headquarters before it reluctantly turned around. "Even if you are just a high school student, even if you have seen an AI robot, I'll give you an example, and it will cause a change in history.
The power of the butterfly effect is really powerful. "
"Oh." Prince Ren responded indifferently.
He didn't really intend to fight for this right. After all, he agreed with the Government of the Time's approach.
But he hid something in his heart.
For example, the dream that prompted him to enter the Government of the Time.
Was what he thought he saw really the future?
If it was, then wouldn't he, who knew the future in advance, already be on the road to changing "history?"
He went to find Taichi Tarō, who he felt was quite reliable after chatting with.
"Have you heard of 'Hoshi Jian'?" he asked.
Taichi Tarō saluted him. "You don't have to use honorifics with me."
"It's just a title," Prince Ren said. "I use honorifics with people older than me. It's polite."
Taichi Tarō smiled very softly.
This was very rare for him.
Sitting upright, he said gently, "If my understanding is correct, the 'Hoshi Jian' you speak of is a prophet.
The stars have mysterious power, including the power of guidance. "
"Is it stargazing?" Prince Ren asked.
"Rather than stargazing …" Taichi Tarō shook his head. "'Hoshi Jian' is very similar to the Miko.
Predicting the future from the stars is like the Miko receiving God's Descent.
'Hoshi Jian' receives the power of the rules. "
The rules …?
"The ability of 'foresight' is essentially borrowing the power of the rules.
Only by standing in the perspective of the rules can one glimpse the timeline and fate. "Taichi Tarō concluded." There is another possibility, which is a warning from fate. "
“puri？”
"You should know that the Government of the Time exists to protect history." He looked at Prince Ren. "I heard that you came from the twenty-first century.
In your era, there were many unimaginable things that happened, and there were many 'warnings' that fate had given to you as well.
When humans discovered the way to travel through time a hundred years ago, they were happy to think that the 'warnings' that happened at that time were a gift from the world.
But the fact is the opposite. Humans traveling through time and intervening in the past and future is a complete mistake. "
"I have seen this from the government's brochure."
Prince Ren thought for a moment. "At that time, not only the Government of Time, but also another group of organizations that existed to safeguard the interests and safety of human beings, established a base called … Chaldea Base?"
"Yes."
Tachi Taro nodded. "They were the first humans who used history to guide the future, but in the end, they didn't have a good ending."
Prince Ren nodded silently.
Then he thought that it was not right. He did not intend to discuss such a heavy and philosophical topic.
But to say that he suspected that he was dreaming of the future … was that too stupid?
Taichi Tarō was very considerate. "Do you have any other questions?"
Prince Ren thought for a moment and stood up. "Nothing."
Some things had to be found by oneself.
Checking the theory was a very conservative but safe approach. There were also various learning books on the Government of the Time's internal trading platform, and the price was not high.
But Prince Ren made a list of books for himself. If he wanted to make good use of Reiki, it was necessary to buy the basic teaching materials.
And now he even had to figure out the financial problems of Motomaru.
But if he used his own pocket money …
Prince Ren thought about the sports equipment he needed to change regularly (the tape, the tape, and the shoes that would always wear out) and felt that he should choose a more radical approach.
He called Yukimura.
"Prince Ren?" Yukimura was a little surprised when he received the call. "What's the matter?"
"Have you finished your homework?" Prince Ren greeted.
Yukimura laughed twice. "There is only one week left before school starts. Have you finished your homework?"
They were all people who had to do homework. Why hurt each other?
Prince Ren coughed and decided to get to the point. "Do you have time tomorrow?"
"Do you want to have a heart-to-heart talk with me?" Yukimura asked with a smile.
Prince Ren stared at his fingertips and slightly raised his lips. "I want to play a game with you."
This request was obviously beyond Yukimura's expectations.
He held his breath and confirmed Prince Ren's status on the other side of the phone for a while. "Practice game?"
"Practice game, one on one." Prince Ren said, "Is that okay?"
"Of course I'm okay." Yukimura said, "It's the minister's duty to meet the requirements of the members."
"Is that so?" Prince Ren asked with a faint smile.
He and Yukimura set a time and place.
In the evening when the sun began to set, in the indoor tennis court of Li Hai University Tennis Department.
"I don't want anyone to watch," Prince Ren said bluntly.
Yukimura agreed. "Don't worry."
Prince Ren hung up the phone.
He thought that the National League was already over, and in the scene in the dream, the order of Yukimura's illness and the start of the third grade had never changed.
That was to say, it was in less than half a year's time.
Looking at the scene in the dream, it was around October and November.
If it was a chronic illness, it would have shown signs on the court anyway, right?
And if it wasn't, it was an emergency …
Prince Ren clicked his tongue.
He thought that he forgot to ask the magical sword whether spiritual power could cure diseases.
It should be able to, right?
In the skills of the witch, there was an option to cure diseases and save people.
Prince Ren breathed a sigh of relief.
He was obsessed with Honmaru's financial affairs the night before and did an application question for the whole night. For example, "Let's say that Honmaru sends out two troops every day, one on an expedition, and brings back a certain amount of resources, but the amount of resources needed to repair the sword is XX, the amount of resources needed to forge the sword is XX, and the amount of money needed for the rest of the daily necessities is XX, then how many resources would be left and how much money would be spent in a day?
How many resources and wages would be left after a month of the Government of the Time allocation? "
His heart was about to turn cold.
He thought that the Government of the Time was indeed a big liar. Wages?
Could this money afford to raise Honmaru?
Did he really not need to subsidize his own pocket money?
He couldn't even sleep peacefully at night.
It was rare that he didn't dream of a "future" that was close to reality. Instead, he dreamed that the number in his bankbook was getting smaller and smaller.
If this was also a precognitive dream …
No, it was impossible!
The bankbook he opened just to save some pocket money didn't have that much money to begin with!