Him and their stars

Of course, Agnes and Amiya felt that although dragon meat was not very fragrant, at least it was a warm and luxurious meal. Compared to the Imperial City security officers currently working hard on the rooftop of the building opposite Wanle Palace, they are still very happy.

"Have you been in for half an hour?" asked the bearded man in black.

"36 minutes and 17 seconds." The young man scanned the goggles on the detection instrument and said to a girl with a passerby face next to him: "Second floor, room 13 on the left wing, the shortest distance from the door to the door of the room is 128 meters, can it be started?”

"It can be started." The little girl who looked like she was not yet twenty years old nodded and opened a small box next to her. Inside were four small machines that were only half the size of a pinky fingernail.

"The Wanle Palace opposite has self-discipline monitoring equipment, and your ability is needed to activate the phantom array in their bodies." The girl said to the uncle.

The uncle nodded, then shook his head: "Don't worry."

"Don't worry? The target is now having dinner with two ancient Meiya psykers who are also on our monitoring list. Aren't you worried about what conspiracy they are discussing?" the young man asked doubtfully.

"It's precisely because those two ancient Meiyas are on the list, so we don't have to worry too much." The unshaven and ordinary-looking uncle said, and then took out three cubes wrapped in oil paper from the bag, "They Let’s have dinner, let’s have dinner too.”

The other two people didn't care. They had already done what they had to do anyway. If the leader said they weren't worried, then don't worry.

"It's a compressed biscuit again!" The young man showed a disgusted expression and held the square compressed biscuit with two fingers, as if he was holding a dried piece of cake.

"This is a new product just produced in the laboratory. The protein is six times that of beef, the calories are nine times that of butter, and the sugar content is ten times that of sucrose. It also contains hormones, and its refreshing effect is much better than coffee." The uncle said.

"...hormone?!" The little girl was suddenly shocked.

"So what about hormones? You are also a psychic after all, and you can't overcome these side effects? Moreover, what kind of work do we do? It's disc protection, monitoring, and even... in short, don't be careless at all! Don’t you have to stay awake 24 hours a day during duty hours?” the uncle said plausibly.

Both the young man and the young lady showed unconvinced expressions, but they did not dare to refute.

The uncle sighed and advised in a gentle voice: "Okay, don't complain. I have already reported it to the superiors, and that's why we have this new and improved product. The taste is still good, at least much better than before."

"...What's the difference between Xiang and Xiang with salt?"

The uncle was a little tired and said angrily: "What are you talking about, kid? The Generalissimo's Mansion has sent people over to take a look, saying that they will be ready to equip front-line stormtroopers soon. From now on, the Imperial Army will be serious Field rations!"

"But we are psychics." The young lady said.

"so what?"

"If we die, we will receive a pension of at least 5 million gold dragons, and our immediate family members will receive titles. The next generation will also be at least citizens. But if a stormtrooper dies, isn't it only 50 yuan?"

"Stormtroopers are worth 50,000! 50 pieces are a servant army born from sinners! How did this rumor spread like this?"

"What, do you actually want to pay money when the cannon fodder of the servant army dies?" The young lady felt even more shocked.

The uncle was helpless and felt even more tired. Fortunately, his subordinates are only keen on tips for resigning, but they will not really resign, and they are still quite diligent in their work. The young man and the young lady took the compressed biscuits. Although the expressions on their faces were ugly, as if they were committing suicide by swallowing gold, they still ate them.

These two people were indeed used to this kind of eating state and this kind of food. Even if they were complaining, they swallowed half of the biscuits in four or five mouthfuls. Their condition immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they immediately seemed energetic. many.

"Boss, I really don't understand. We are all psykers, why do the Astral Knights have fine wine and dragon steak every day, but we only need this." The young man swallowed the field rations in three mouthfuls, and then suffocated. He said in a dull tone: "After training every day, there are dances besides dances. The girls love them, and the people think they are the patron saints of the empire; but for us magistrates, when others mention us, it is as if they are talking about a group of people who came from the virtual realm. The citizens of the Imperial City are still using our names to scare children who don’t want to sleep at night because of the quantum ghosts that came out.”

The young lady next to me also nodded: "Everyone puts makeup on to look pretty, but I have to put on makeup to look ugly, and I have to control my aura. I am a girl too~~~~"

Indeed, psychics are said to be handsome men and beautiful women. If nothing else, after awakening, at least the spine will become straight, the skin will become tender, and the muscles will become strong, so the appearance will not be too bad no matter what. But now, these three judges are able to make themselves so mediocre and only have the level of Belinda. Based on this alone, the ancestral makeup skills of the Grand Inquisition will not make Japanese magic more beautiful than before. ah!

"Because even for first-level magistrates like you who have just obtained the license, the salary and allowance are one and a half times that of a regular knight. Don't you have to sacrifice a little more? When you awakened, the Knights and the Tribunal should have come to your door. It was you. I chose the latter.”

"Because...well, I heard that there are many noble men in the Knights. I, who was born in an ordinary citizen family, still can't find my place there."

"Isn't it just that the treatment here in the Tribunal is good, and there are many options for switching to civilian jobs in the future." The uncle said coldly.

"Of course, Baron Shabner is the idol of our inquisitors! Children of ordinary families enter the Inquisition just to follow in his footsteps."

Baron Shabner is the current Minister of the Interior of the Empire, equivalent to the third-in-command in the administrative system of the Prime Minister's Office. In addition, although this person is a civil servant, he is the only psychic among the cabinet ministers, and he was also born as a magistrate.

The so-called Judges, whose full name is the "Imperial Imperial Judges", are special psychic troops affiliated with the Grand Inquisition. They are mainly responsible for the monitoring, defense and law enforcement of supernatural affairs within the Empire. Compared with the Astral Knights, one is internal and the other is external, one is in the dark and the other is in the light.

Of course, in modern times, the nature of magistrates has evolved from security guards who fight supernatural crimes to psychic secret police with unlimited investigative powers. Everything within the empire is within their jurisdiction.

Whether they are nobles, princes, ministers or wealthy businessmen, they are all within the monitoring range of this group of royal hawks. They will even represent the Supreme Will and make some discordant voices disappear forever.

Of course, in this regard, the executive officer of the opposite Alliance's Extraordinary Administration is actually not much better. However, the "executive officers" at least really belong to the Extraordinary Administration. Even if they really want to do dirty work, they still need to go through organizational procedures. But it's not like the judge here, who really has the right to kill first and report later, as authorized by the imperial power.

It's no wonder that the Alliance can mock the Empire as "espionage politics", and it's really no wonder that ordinary citizens of the Empire have such prejudice against it.

In addition, the Grand Inquisition is directly subordinate to the emperor, and its institutional level is actually the same as that of the Chancellor's Office, the Privy Council and the Parliament. However, didn’t Emperor Elansel support the reform of Valpolis? The magistrates naturally became allies of the Prime Minister's Office, and it was surprising that the nobles liked them.

All in all, the judges' reputation is not very good, but their treatment is still good. Some psychics born into "ordinary families" with little background would rather start their careers here.

Psykers like Yu Lian, who have been on the important attention list of the Imperial Military Intelligence Department, are naturally the key monitoring targets of the judges.

In fact, from the moment Yu Lian set foot on the empire's territory, in addition to the national security department and various military intelligence agencies, the Grand Inquisition also sent a three-person team of judges to take charge alone, which can be said to be taken to the extreme.

When Yu Lian left the embassy, ​​they entered a 24-hour standby state.

This three-person team consists of a senior judge and two rookie judges. The combat effectiveness is not very strong, with one second ring and two first rings, but they are experts who have received strict training in tracking, intelligence collection, stealth, monitoring, etc. Generally speaking, the mental power of psychics is much stronger than that of ordinary people. As long as they focus on it, their professional skills will be mastered more firmly than ordinary people.

Yu Lian got rid of ordinary secret police and security agents, but he never got rid of them. Just when Yu Lian and the two Gumeiya girls entered the Wanle Palace, the three judges had already set up a complete observation post on the roof of the building opposite, and even put up various monitoring equipment.

However, Wanle Palace is indeed as evil as rumored. It's obviously a restaurant, but the anti-surveillance arrangements are no less than those of an alliance embassy. In this case, you either have to force your way in, or you have to resort to occult methods.

However, the bearded uncle acted too cautiously.

"Our mission is to ensure the target's whereabouts, not to monitor all his conversations. The target is an experienced and extremely dangerous psychic combat master. We must maintain sufficient physical and mental strength at all times in order to complete the mission safely. Now we are still This is not the time to use psychic powers.”

The captain did make a lot of sense, and the two young judges also showed the professionalism of civil servants, saying that in order to complete the work, safety was indeed the first priority.

Then, after the three of them pinched their noses and ate the compressed biscuits and stayed there for more than twenty minutes, the two ancient American women walked out of the front door first.

The two young judges suddenly became energetic. They were about to ask something, but they saw the slightly slender and petite ancient Meiya raised his head and looked directly towards them.

In an instant, the young man and the ancient Meiya woman looked at each other. The other party's gaze was obviously very peaceful, but he suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.