Stars for the good Warhammer

Chapter 17 The Game of the Gods (please read more)

As the door to the bedroom was slowly pushed open, Raya stepped out of it with a calm expression.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Every move she has practiced over time makes her look like a mature and steady working woman.

However, when the door was completely closed, the young adjutant who was originally upright suddenly seemed to wilt, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as he stood in front of the door.

She was really too nervous, recalling all the rude behaviors she had done in front of the Governor due to excessive surprise. At this moment, she couldn't help but worry about her future.

I hope I didn't leave a bad impression in that adult's mind.

As the daughter of a heretic sinner, Raya is very aware of how special her identity is, because her father was arrested by the Inquisition, her fellow Sisters who were originally friendly to her ruthlessly expelled her, and even her mother also He chose to leave alone because he was afraid of being implicated.

Fortunately, the former governor of the Sayles family sent someone to accept her after hearing about this incident. It was precisely because of this that she did not end up with the tragic fate of becoming a slave. It can be said that her fate is now highly bound to the Sayles family. together.

Raya was very scared, afraid that sooner or later she would be abandoned one day.

In order to be able to stay, she realized early on that she had to maintain her relationship with Lord Otto and let him understand her own value, no matter what the cost, originally this was just a Take advantage of relationships.

But now, after having many contacts with that adult, for some reason Raya could feel that there was an extra voice in her heart. She gradually began to have no idea about the existence of that adult. Same idea.

"Perhaps even someone like me can have a chance with that adult."

"Maybe I can use my body."

"Perhaps I can make him immersed in joy again. It is also a good choice to let such an outstanding person be used by me."

However, such an idea had just emerged when a sober voice suddenly emerged from her heart.

No!

The Emperor is above! How could I have such dirty thoughts?

This cry from the depths of her soul woke her up in time. Raya, who gradually woke up, suddenly discovered that the reflection on the wall beside her had become so distorted for some reason. In a trance, she seemed to see a trace of light hanging on her face. Evil smile.

Such a strange situation made Raya feel inexplicable fear, and she began to warn herself repeatedly in her heart.

[That is not my voice, I have never thought of it this way! 】

After an unknown amount of time, as the voice in her heart was gradually suppressed, when Raya looked at the reflection in the wall again, everything had returned to normal again.

For a moment, confusion filled Raya's heart.

She couldn't understand what happened to her at that moment.

Maybe I was just too tired.

After a moment, her mood returned to calmness, just as Raya was about to turn around and leave to bring back plant samples for Lord Otto.

The moment she lifted her foot, a crisp sound suddenly caught her attention.

"Um?"

"This is."

It was only then that Raya suddenly discovered that for some reason, small and fragile ice crystals had formed on her boots.

And it has frozen with the ground.

The night is getting darker.

Near the lower nest area controlled by the Evil Dog Gang, in a shack tavern called the Black Death near the scrap recycling yard, fierce fighting sounds were heard at the moment.

Accompanied by broken glass bottles and loud curses, several sharp gunshots quickly broke the tranquility of the surrounding area. After the gunshots, the tavern gradually became quiet.

A fat man holding a large-caliber revolver walked in from the door of the tavern. The dirty vest could not even cover his belly. After glancing at the patrons in the tavern with greasy eyes, he raised his feet without hesitation. Carefully, he stepped over the man who was still groaning in pain on the floor, walked straight to the bar that looked like a scrap pile, and found a seat to sit down.

Hearing the gunfire, the tavern owner in the back room opened the door and walked out. After seeing several people who had been shot on the ground, the man just sniffed in disgust, and then called the young tavern helper with a look.

"You, go and see if there is anything valuable in the pockets of those things. It will be the same from now on. Those gangs of cannibals will take care of them. Remember to bring back some good meat. This is what we deserve." ”

The boss's words were naturally heard clearly by the drinkers in the tavern, but they didn't care about it. After all, if they caused trouble in the [Black Death] and were discovered by the Vicious Dog Gang, they would usually It all ends like this.

After giving the order, the lean tavern owner also walked towards the bar, took out a kind of liquor known as the "second best" from the cabinet, poured a full glass and handed it to the fat man's hand.

"Watson, where is that pilgrim you speak of who wants to see the Dogs? Our lady is interested in him."

As the words fell, the fat man drank the turbid wine in one gulp, and then burped with satisfaction.

However, before the tavern owner could speak, a young voice came from the corner of the tavern.

"I want to see you, dear sir."

Following the voice, I saw that it was a young man with shabby clothes and a skinny body. Even in the eyes of those cannibals, he was worthless.

Judging from the simple staff in his hand and the double eagle pendant around his neck, the man is a pilgrim who believes in the state religion. Since attacking a poor pilgrim will hardly bring any practical benefits, this man Only the thin man has been able to survive in the chaotic nest to this day.

Looking at the polite young man in front of him, the fat man sitting in front of the bar just muttered angrily.

"MD, another freak."

"This is the first time I've heard that someone would choose to make a pilgrimage to a ghostly place like Haven, and then insist on going to a place like Xia'an. I think you are a hopeless lunatic."

The young man just smiled in response to the man's taunt.

"All for the Emperor's cause."

Hearing this, everyone in the tavern was stunned, including those who were secretly watching the show.

"Emperor."

The fat man muttered, and then snorted rather disdainfully.

"Hmph, tell me what's your name?"

"Maldo."

As he spoke, the fat man raised the revolver in his hand again and pressed the still warm muzzle against the young man's forehead.

"I ask you again, tell me what your true purpose is, Mardo."

However, facing the threat of death, the young man's expression did not change at all.

Mardo believed that one day in the future, a holy being who could rival Saint Macarius would appear on this planet.

And he came here to help that adult. This was exactly what the emperor wanted, and it was the mission the emperor had given him.