Chapter 779

After a simple rest, Dante entered the armament room. His armor has been carefully cared for. Behind the glass on the armor box, it looks like a collection in the museum.

He looked straight at the armor behind the glass, and his wrinkled face was reflected on the eternal gold mask of St. Gilles.

The two faces are as like as two peas. After all, Dante became very similar to his genetic ancestor after the transformation of the holy blood.

He then blinked, St. Gilles's mask remained indifferent, the mother's mouth was still wide open, shouting in the anger of justice.

How ironic it is that the image of the emperor's deepest and most responsible son in people's hearts will always be this angry expression.

There are thousands of works of art depicting St. Gilles in the fleet and fortress monastery of the Holy Blood Angels, but the most well-known image is this face: the face of an angel who falls from the sky in rage and is about to dye the battlefield red with blood.

If only the gentler side of his genetic father could be known, if only there were no endless war in the world.

If Dante has any wish, it is to be eliminated by peace and become an antique in the museum.

His desire is not only out of the interests of others, but also out of his own desire: if peace comes, he will no longer need to bear this burden.

But the reality is cruel. Peace will never come and war will never end.

His only rest will come from death.

He had heard this sentence when he became astat. Now he understands the meaning of this sentence better than anyone. What a bitter understanding.

Pondering for a moment, Dante stroked the touchpad with his finger.

The box reopened and the servant came out of the shadow.

He must be saint Gilles again.

Half an hour later, Dante went to the reception hall fully armed.

The size of this hall is just suitable for the function of receiving VIP guests. The gorgeous decoration around all reflects the status of Holy Blood angel.

In fact, the formal celebration banquet will be held in hels Chery's nest in three days. This private banquet is limited to three battle groups. Dante took the initiative to invite the commanders of the other two battle groups.

Under the top of the hall is a table that occupies most of the room. The table is designed to be round to take care of all participants.

Although the seats belonging to the commander of the war are larger than those of others, they are not too outstanding.

Consistent with the consistent style of the War Regiment, this room also has gorgeous decoration, even some luxury by the standards of today's era.

There are many flags hanging on the walls around, and a bowl of ruby is placed in front of each chair. Each gem has a perfect blood drop shape, and the name of a deceased monk is engraved on the atomic level.

In the middle of the dome hung a flag of the War Regiment. The flag with red background and black edge painted the winged blood drop symbol of the War Regiment. The floor was covered with exquisite carpets. The stone floor under them was also the masterpiece of Seiko craftsmen: black stones inlaid with red silk were cut into triangles

Shapes and squares are placed into complex geometric shapes.

The hall is lit by a dark red light, which makes its interior decoration very vague.

Now there is no one, it is like a still heart, red with black, lifeless.

The sound of Steel Rubbing broke the silence, and opened the two physical and spiritual locks that sealed the room. The staggered psychic isolation field ensured that no psychic or wizard could see what was happening here.

With a low sound, the two doors at both ends of the hall opened at the same time, and the yellow light broke the pure red in the hall.

The door opened louder and louder, and the sound was louder and louder.

It was the participants waiting outside the gate,

On the side of the Holy Blood angel, commander Dante, the Reverend ODA Mahe on behalf of the church, the Holy Blood Reverend arbinu, the first company commander carline, the second company commander afar, the seventh company commander faton, the heavenly gate guard, friar Bellerophon, and the blade ship of revenge

Chief friar Assante, who represented the armory, was technical sergeant Mugil.

Behind the gate at the other end, soshyan and Randall attended as distinguished guests, as well as more than a dozen regiment commanders. The two regiments fought with the Holy Blood angel in hamigiddoton and won this honor.

"On behalf of Saint Gilles, welcome the brave and strong sons of Dorn."

Dante was the first to go in. His armor reflected red and gold. Although it was a banquet, all Ashtar friars wore full equipment as if they were going to fight.

After all, they are soldiers, wherever and whenever.

Opposite him, the two battle commanders took off their helmets at the same time, clamped them under their arms, and then paced into the hall.

"Thank you for your love."

A group of little angels flew into the gate, chanted the names of the participants, and then spread incense into the air.

The servo skull examined every corner to find potential threats, while the video servant took himself to the designated position with the only language processing and motor functions left in their brain to record this very memorable meeting.

Soshyan himself, with a little excitement and tension, walked to Dante step by step.

This legendary figure was well known as early as when he first became astat. Dante can be said to be an example and symbol of all astat, not only because of his long service, but also because of his great dedication to the Empire and his extremely gentle attitude towards mortals, his noble character

In a sense, quality is also what soshyan has been trying to imitate.

In other words, this is his idol.

Gradually, soshyan could not help but speed up his pace and finally stopped two meters away from Dante.

Although we can't see each other's faces, the invisible aura shrouded in Dante still makes sosh like a foaming spring breeze - Saint Gilles's rage is completely replaced by a kind of gentleness peculiar to the elderly.

"But Reverend Ding, I'm the battle leader of the star knight, soshyan Alexei. It's a great honor to meet you."

This is soshyan's self introduction after careful consideration, but it's still a little slow to say it.

Two seconds later, a hearty laugh came from under the golden mask, and then Dante stretched out his hand.

"Suo, you are young."

The relaxed tone of the other party also made soshyang slightly put down his inner burden. After holding the other party's palm with both hands with a smile, he replied:

"I wasn't even born when you worked for the emperor."

"Ha ha, you make me look like an old man."

"No matter how many years have passed, you are still the most powerful servant of the emperor and a soldier who frightens all the enemies of the Empire."

Then they released their hands. Dante turned and looked at the top of the Holy Blood Angels and said:

"Come on, let me introduce you."

When Dante introduced soshyan to the command of the battle group one by one, he suddenly had a doubt. Is it true that the dead think tank returned to the Holy Blood Angel battle group?