Xyrin Empire
Chapter 370 - Chapter 370 Chapter 370 Awards and the Troublesome Roman

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Awards and the Troublesome Roman Orthodox Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Awards and the Troublesome Roman Orthodox It was early summer, 9 AM one morning, and in the underground facility of the temporary headquarters of the Empire in the Otherworld, under the watchful eyes of senior generals and leaders, the Leader was about to hold a ceremony for a newly promoted Commander who had made outstanding contributions to the Empire and possessed great strength. Historians recorded that in the foreseeable future, a shining new star was about to rise within the Imperial Army…

Of course, that was the official version.

It was now 9 AM, and in the underground testing area of the Xyrin Research Institute, someone was about to appoint someone with long black hair as one of the hundreds of inept Commanders of the Imperial Army’s now-crummy team. From this moment, Zuotian Tsuruya, who was originally just an ordinary Earth girl, would gain a new identity. She would become a mysterious Commander working secretly for the Empire of the Otherworld, an interdimensional Scout reporting the movements of Earthlings in the dead of night to some suspicious hologram projection, and lead the Super Space-Time Corps out of sight of the ordinary people, bravely battling various mysterious life forms including little monsters, little monsters, and more little monsters as an Ultraman Vanguard…

“Would you focus your wildly scattered thoughts, damn it!”

With a “smack” of a chop, I finally pulled Zuotian Tsuruya out of her bizarre parallel world delusion. This girl had been strangely hyper since waiting at the entrance of the Institute early in the morning, her face constantly breaking into various suspicious smiles, which even startled Qianqian at first glance.

Alright, alright, I get it, I get it. The eternal thrill of a LEVEL 0 ordinary girl suddenly encountering something straight out of a novel or cartoon was normal enough, the teenager’s heart pounding with excited anticipation about stepping out of the mundane into a “not-so-common” life…

But didn’t you notice the slight deviation in the description of the Empire just now?! That place is the Xyrin Empire, not the M7 Nebula, damn it!

“Ouch…”

Struck squarely by the chop, Tsuruya looked up at me with tearful eyes, fully unleashing her fatal cuteness. Unfortunately, I, who am daily immune to such levels of loli charm sharpened by constant exposure, didn’t hesitate to chop again: “Go change into your military uniform!”

Then the black-haired girl cheered and excitedly went with Vega to change into her uniform–I’ve never seen anyone so happy about selling themselves to an alien empire!

“Is this award ceremony really necessary?”

After Zuotian Tsuruya disappeared from sight, I turned my head with a sigh and whispered to Pandora, who had already switched into a fancy silver-white ceremonial war robe.

“The award ceremony is a necessary ritual for a Mid-level Imperial Officer taking office. Unless they have special privileges like Sister Qianqian, all Imperial Officers must go through this ceremony to gain rights to their Personal Space and control over military operations. Moreover, Zuotian Tsuruya’s situation is unique; having the ceremony conducted personally by Brother makes it even better.”

This really feels… somewhat awkward.

I had barely finished lamenting when Lin Xue, also clad in a white uniform out of curiosity and troublemaking spirit, immediately added, “I agree–it’s especially absurd considering you, wood-face, have to award a thirteen-year-old Earth girl as befitting the Imperial Leader. This whole process is just ridiculous.”

Can’t live without pointing things out, huh!

“Phew… But Brother really is amazing,” on my other side, Visca in a black battle robe identical to Pandora’s suddenly looked up, her eyes shining with excitement and pride, “It seems that any human associated with Brother becomes very strong after receiving the radiation from the Nest Crystal. The strongest beings created by the Atlantis civilization were only equivalent to ordinary Xyrin Officers, yet the people around you, be it Sister Qianqian, Sister Chen Qian, or Sister Lin Xue, seem to become incredibly powerful overnight! Especially now with Zuotian Tsuruya, who has actually become a Xyrin Apostle, that’s truly amazing!”

Visca’s comment made me wonder, hey, although the Nest Crystal can awaken superpowers in humans, the enhancing effect on these people around me seems exaggerated; transforming ordinary humans into Daluo Golden immortals overnight, and not just one or two, but everyone without exception, now even producing a knock-off Apostle, even Bubbles couldn’t calculate the reason for such occurrences… Seems overly dramatic?

“Hey, sis, do you see any sort of protagonist halo around me?”

Big Sister didn’t answer; instead, Lin Xue waved me off like shooing a fly: “Go away, go away, is this how an Imperial Leader should act? You’ve lived a life like a YY novel and you still ask if you have a halo? It serves you right, running around saving the world.”

We chatted idly, one remark after another when Tsuruya finally returned from changing with Visca.

“How is it, does it fit? Doesn’t it look mighty?”

Noticing everyone’s gaze concentrated on herself, Zuotian Tsuruya at first felt a bit embarrassed, but soon the little girl’s nature took over, and she began to twist her body and strike a military pose, her cheeks coloring slightly as she sought our opinions.

“Well… if you weren’t giving a Nazi salute in Imperial Army uniform, it would actually be quite impressive…”

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, indicating immense pressure.

Zuotian Tsuruya’s uniform was no different from that of a Xyrin Commander, made from a special material with a silk-metallic feel, resembling a combination of a windbreaker and a robe. The main color was silver-white, adorned at the edges with complex golden patterns to denote under which Emperor’s rule the owner of the war robe served, while the front of the robe featured an exaggerated and sophisticated turnover collar. One side of the collar bore blue crystal patterns representing Tsuruya’s rank–newly promoted Middle Rank, stronger than a Junior Commander but still on reserve due to insufficient experience. The other side of the collar was adorned with emblems of lightning and eyes, the unique sign of a Storm Commander, symbolizing power of insight and control. The back of the robe was covered with the expansive emblem of the Imperial Army–a mysterious crest made from four diamond-shaped crystals.

This series of designs naturally exuded a feeling of solemnity and rich symbolism. But to a thirteen-year-old girl, perhaps its greatest significance lay in being pretty and majestic? The only regret Zuotian Tsuruya felt now was probably her inability to wear such stylish attire outside casually–well, not necessarily, she could probably attend a cosplay club if one were around…

At the height of the Empire, such a uniform was even seen as a ‘moving law’ among many interstellar civilizations; even their armies would immediately avoid confrontation on recognizing such emblems. But now, it could only fulfill the flashy desires of a little girl.

After the initial novelty wore off, Zuotian Tsuruya’s expression gradually turned serious. Although she had been quite excited earlier, now, as the solemn awarding ceremony was about to take place, she quickly calmed down, beginning to realize this was no joking matter. I could even see a hint of belated nervousness on her face.

“Let’s keep it simple; no need for those complicated processes.”

I said this, directly shooting down Pandora’s attempt to proceed with an official grand parade as per the awarding ceremony, then signaled to some soldier operating the Holographic Projection System to start up the equipment.

“Whirr–”

A low humming from the operation of machinery echoed from every corner of the testing ground. Then, suddenly, the surroundings twisted and transformed, morphing into an expanse of Void.

“Ah!”

Zuotian Tsuruya instinctively exclaimed in surprise, her body swaying slightly before she finally steadied herself and began to look around curiously.

“Cough cough…” I coughed awkwardly twice, signaling to the solemn-looking girl with straight black hair, who was about to receive her Imperial Army title, to be more serious. But the next second, I noticed that Qianqian was already down on the ground, engrossed in studying the embedded holographic projection…

Pandora’s body shivered, then her face tensed up. Meanwhile, Lin Xue immediately covered her forehead with her hand, “I have a strong and terrible sense of deja vu…”

“Okay, let’s be serious,” I finally managed to put on a commanding face after some effort and lowered my head, “Pandora, what’s the first step?”

The little Loli steadied herself and took a deep breath, “Announce the name, bestow the title.”

“Oh~~~” I nodded in realization, finally remembering the lines I had memorized before, then turned my head to Zuotian Tsuruya, who was curiously looking this way, “NK-0135 of the World Humans, Zuotian Tsuruya, you have passed the Empire’s tests, gained power of your own, and brought glory and victory to the Empire… God, it’s so bothersome to talk like this. Anyway, I think you’ve done well and plan to have you join us as my Commander, understand?”

There was a collective gasp and the sound of teeth grinding behind me.

Zuotian Tsuruya’s mouth twisted, and she nodded in a daze.

“Pandora, what’s next?”

The little Loli closed her eyes, trying to keep her voice calm, but already steam was beginning to rise slightly from her hair, “Confer the weapon, take the oath…”

“Right, right, Vega, bring that thing up!”

As soon as I turned around to call out, Lin Xue almost fell over behind me, “Bro! You’re my real brother, let’s make a deal, let me do it, can’t I?”

In its armored scorpion form, Vega handed me the tray containing the Commander’s ceremonial weapons, and I could see that Sister Scorpion’s six legs moved rather stiffly.

“Dead Wood – Thorns,” I first picked up two oversized black and white long-barreled pistols from the tray. Although they were ceremonial decorative weapons, the Storm Commander’s fighting style is distinctive, involving very little actual combat, and they can’t use those high-powered unconventional weapons, so their ceremonial weapons are also their standard equipment. These two pistols are among their most commonly used weapons, “Black Dead Wood, White Thorns, may you fight bravely with their company.”

Zuotian Tsuruya nodded vigorously, then struggled to receive the overly heavy twin pistols.

“Storm Commander’s Saber.” I raised my hand and took another weapon from the tray, a one-meter-fifty silver white straight blade Commander’s Saber, its overall design filled with firm lines, minimalist decorations throughout reflecting a simple and rugged taste, attack power 75-85, attack speed 1.17, combat range close quarters, double armor destruction capability, increases the user’s strength by 30 points, agility by 30 points, greatly enhances the user’s energy recovery speed, hitting an enemy has a certain probability… oh, this book doesn’t endorse this…

“May you be invincible with this saber’s sharp edge.”

Zuotian Tsuruya nodded solemnly, then prepared to store the black and white pistols into her Personal Space to free up her hands to receive the saber.

Three seconds later…

“Eh? Why can’t I open this Personal Space?”

Zuotian Tsuruya, who had transformed from a human to a half-baked Xyrin Apostle and was not very adept at controlling talent skills, looked at me with a questioning expression.

Me: “…”

The black-haired girl who was being awarded kept fumbling with the twin guns in her hands for a long time, but her Personal Space always opened at unrelated places nearby. After struggling for a while, even the usually amiable Tsuruya got somewhat annoyed.

“Director Brother, wait for me a second, I’ll have it sorted out in a moment!”

All of us: “…”

“Pandora, can we conclude the awarding ceremony now…” Lin Xue suddenly spoke wearily to a little loli who was about to lose her temper, “I’m afraid I might go mad in a bit…”

Pandora closed her eyes, then took a deep breath, and nodded.

I really thought you were going to take a deep breath and Helium Flash…

A well-planned awarding ceremony turned into an absurd process at the hands of two off-tune golden duos, and in the end, almost under Pandora’s relentless headbutting and Lin Xue’s constant complaints, I returned to the ground. As for Zuotian Tsuruya, who had just been made a Commander, she still had to learn from Vega how to activate her Personal Space Skills, at least she needed to know how to retrieve her Commander’s Saber and pistols, even in Academy City, carrying a battle saber and pistols to class as a junior high school girl wasn’t exactly polite…

After returning to the research institute’s ground, I was greeted by an unexpected visitor.

The buxom girl sat quietly on the couch, staring intently in a silent confrontation with the potted plant three meters in front of her. Only when she heard noises from the doorway did she finally come back to her senses and hurriedly stood up, rushing over with an exaggerated deep bow.

“Huh? Shen Lie? What brings you here?”

This girl was none other than Shen Lie Huozhi, the former Female Pope of the Heavenly Grass Cross Desolate Sect whom I had once bested in a weapon battle.

“I’m very sorry to disturb your rest,” she said in a manner completely different from our last meeting, now as an envoy of the Cross Sect tasked with contacting the “Divine Envoys,” her attitude almost excessively respectful, “but I am burdened with a mission bestowed by the Archbishop.”

“Please, have a seat,” I was startled by the exaggerated reaction of this girl whom I had once fought, and I hurriedly gestured for her to sit, “Have you eaten yet?”

Shen Lie paused and shook her head blankly, “Not yet…”

“Oh, then stay for dinner later. Zuotian Tsuruya should be able to come up before dinner time–what did you just say?”

“It was the Archbishop who sent me,” Shen Lie finally remembered her mission, erasing that subtle sense of discord in an instant, “because something potentially very bad has happened, and it involves this Academy City. The Archbishop thought it best to discuss it with the Divine Envoys present here…”

“Foxy, um, Lola?” The image of that fox-woman, pretending to be innocent yet devious, flashed through my mind, “What’s the matter with her?”

“It’s like this…,” Shen Lie organized her words, “It has something to do with the Roman Orthodox. According to the intelligence we have, their recent actions have been somewhat strange…”

“Is just ‘somewhat strange actions’ really worth bothering us?”

I interrupted Shen Lie, not knowing if it was her difficulty in lying or something else, but it was easier to expose such a pretext and better to explain the situation directly, as I had anticipated that the fox-woman would sooner or later dump a pile of troubles on us “Divine Messengers.”

“It’s like this, the Roman Orthodox have received news of an ‘Angel’s’ descent, and now they seem to be attempting to infiltrate Academy City, and…”

“And?”

“And their primary objective seems to not just be finding that Angel, but rather… the Academy City…”

Ugh, that annoying bunch of flies…

So, they want to take advantage of the Angel being stranded in Academy City to carry out something discordant in this stronghold of the science faction? Roman Orthodox, truly a typical group of madmen.

“No more intelligence?”

Seeing Shen Lie Huozhi’s posture of having finished reporting and waiting for orders, I curiously asked.

“I would like to know your views on this matter first,” Shen Lie honestly expressed her thoughts.

“The Roman Orthodox?” I pondered for a moment; the British Puritan and the Roman Orthodox have always been at odds, and as Shen Lie Huozhi, a member of the British Puritan, I, supposedly on “God’s side,” whether I prefer the Roman Orthodox or the British Puritan more, was something she was desperate to know, “I’m not very fond of them, although they are believers in God. But to be honest, God–that guy–don’t give me that look, our Heaven is much more peaceful than the utopia you’ve heard of–God that guy absolutely despises fanatics. If they intend to cause trouble here, then I will definitely intervene, and I am quite impressed with Academy City, so let us handle anything that happens inside Academy City.”

My answer clearly delighted Shen Lie, but she immediately followed with a slightly astonished comment, “Forgive my boldness, but as a Divine Envoy… why do you favor these heretics of the science side so much? And even… in such a research facility…”

Well, I understand, knowing that someone on “God’s side” is involved in scientific research in Academy City might shock this explosive Girl Saint just like seeing Tang Sanzang enjoying himself in a donkey meat dumpling restaurant would shock someone–speaking of which, why Tang Sanzang would appear in a donkey meat dumpling restaurant is also an issue.

“The opposition between the science side and the magic side,” I muttered to myself softly, “What does that have to do with us in the Divine Realm?” (To be continued. For more information, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters are available, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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