The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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There were footsteps in the room outside.

Stryker was awakened by the noise, it was the night cycle of the orbital station, and the wall light had been turned off by the automatic control program.

At this time, Colonel Catachan had a pile of data boards and documents on his chest. He looked at it an hour ago, and he couldn't restrain his sleepiness and fell asleep.

Stryker got up quietly and put the data pad and documents on the shelf on the wall. A wooden sculpture in the outside room hung his bolter pistol and Catachan machete. There were no weapons in hand at this time. , so he pulled a compact laser pistol from his shoe cabinet and inserted it into his belt.

After putting on the boots, he wondered if it was time to put on the jacket, but he thought it was fine.

The door of the personal cabin was half-closed, and a faint light entered the dark cabin from outside.

It seems that someone is digging through his things outside again.

Stryker immediately stood up, kicked the door, grabbed the intruder behind the door, turned around the man, grabbed the man by the arm with all his strength, and punched the man hard in the face,

His movements are fluid, as fast as a Space Marine.

Never underestimate the melee capabilities of the Catachan.

The robed intruder was still struggling, but when he was thrown into the air and hit the circular observation window, he stopped responding.

"Where did the thief come from!"

The lights came on suddenly, and Stryker realized that there were two uninvited guests standing behind him, and heard the sound of laser clips recharging.

He turned around quickly subconsciously, and slammed into the nearest person, knocking him directly to the ground.

The other tried to draw a gun, but Stryker took a quick step to knock the opponent's gun into the air, and punched the man in the jaw, smashing him to pieces.

But until now, he didn't realize that the person who was brought down by him seemed to be wearing a strange uniform.

The man broke free of the robed man who was lying on top of him and hit Stryker directly, but the Catachan dodged and grabbed the other's hands and twisted the other's elbows lightly , and then directly punched the bridge of the nose, knocking him to the ground.

Stryker then pulled out his compact pistol and looked around the room.

Now two men in uniform and one in robes fell to the ground.

The door finally opened.

"I don't think a lot of people would like to see violence happening in front of them, Colonel."

The man who entered the room said softly.

Stryker raised his gun and aimed it at the man's head.

"I think a lot of people do the same thing I do when they encounter break-ins and burglaries and identify me."

The figure slowly walked to the light.

A man, tall, wearing a black uniform: black boots, black breeches, black jacket, gray hair tightly pressed to his forehead, and a gentle, thin face with sharp edges and corners.

And on his collar, a very dazzling logo made Stryker break into a cold sweat.

Tribunal—

"I'm Lennart Meyers, High Inquisitor of the Heresy Inquisition."

Stryker put down the gun without a word, and put it on the table beside him.

The Inquisitor smiled at him.

"You didn't ask me for documents related to the accident, so do you believe me?"

"I've heard of you, please forgive me, after all it happened suddenly, and—"

Lennart walked slowly into the room and kicked one of the entourage who fell to the ground.

The guy was still moaning in pain on the ground.

"Get out of here, both of you."

The guy with the blood all over his face immediately ran out of the room in a panic.

"I apologize, Colonel. I thought you would be in the barracks. If I had known you were sleeping here, I would not have called in."

"Are you saying that if I'm not around...then my room will be searched upside down?"

He turned around with a smile, his posture strong and confident, and determined.

"Of course, I'm an Inquisitor, and that's what I do."

"What the **** are you doing here?"

"Something left to you by the former Governor of the Pain Stars."

The Inquisitor pulled out a chair and leaned back easily.

"Don't tell me you forgot, Colonel Stryker."

Stryker stood there, staring at each other fiercely.

"I don't like your tone of voice, and I don't like your methods, and if I'm going to keep hating your way, I can assure you, even if you're an inquisitor—"

"Are you threatening me? Colonel?"

Stryker took a deep breath.

"I think I'm threatening you, and you see how I deal with your people, I will never tolerate your behavior unless you can give me a good reason...we Kata Chang people are very vengeful."

The Inquisitor sighed, clenched his long, pale fingers, and suddenly grasped a compact laser pistol aimed at Stryker.

Stryker was stunned. The gun was still on the opposite table just now, but now the gun appeared out of thin air in the opponent's hand?

"So what good reason do I need?"

asked the Inquisitor with a smile, and Stryker took a step back.

"I promise before you kill me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will kill you too..."

Lennart smiled, put the gun in his lap, and tilted his head back.

"Very well, then let's get straight to the point, the Emperor is above, as a humble servant of the Inquisition who executes his noble will, I dedicate my life to the sacred duty he has bestowed on me, until my soul returns to him, So I ask you to tell the full truth as you can, because cheating will bring you endless punishment, understand?

"Look at my mood."

Lennart laughed again.

"Among so many astral armies, you Catachan people have the worst temperament. Everyone says that you are all devils, which is truly worthy of the name."

"I don't know what you're talking about? I don't get it at all."

Lennart didn't answer, but stood up, let go of his left hand holding the pistol, and walked slowly around Stryker.

The Catachan was disturbed by the unblinking look in the other's eyes.

"Then as you said, let's skip the red tape and get straight to the point. Why don't you explain the boy's situation to everyone?"

"What boy?"

"Stop pretending, his name is Guy Delgar, his father's name is Adisac Delgar, the former Governor of the Patriotic Star."

Stryker's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a dangerous and fierce light.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Inquisitor."

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to judge him, even though his father made everything . . . a mess, it's none of his business, I swear."

Hearing the Inquisitor say this, Stryker's face finally softened.

"No matter what, his father has dedicated everything to the empire. I promised the governor that I would send him to a safe place to live in incognito for the rest of his life."

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