The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Dingdong~

After the lighting of the bedside signal light, Alvarez sat up in bed, sighed, ran a hand through his cropped black hair, and closed the leather that was pressed against his knee. Bound Codex Astartes, stood up and walked to the mirror in his modest quarters.

Dim lighting **** illuminated his angular, clean-shaven face.

This was his first real rest in such a long time, but he was used to guarding against the surrounding environment for a long time, and he was no longer able to truly sleep.

Not even the dreary holy book could help him.

After washing his face with clean water, he opened a can of iced warband special drink Red Ambull and drank it all. Alvarez came to the armament room and put on his robe. The armor was quietly placed on the armor stand beside him—his original The armor has been replaced by a brand new one, and the painting has changed to midnight blue mixed with lightning. He still needs to get used to the unfamiliar machine spirit, but it's not a big problem.

They had sailed intermittently through the void and the warp for three days, and he spent most of these days reviewing the equipment of the mysterious company and helping the warriors maintain their Kent card terminators.

He won't be going to the Armory today, though, because he has an invitation.

"Yo, here we come."

As soon as he turned a passage, he heard a short laugh coming from the front.

Under the light, a figure was leaning against the wall with his hands folded across his chest. When he approached, it was Sablin. He was also wearing a gray robe with blue edges, and his neatly combed short black hair was shiny under the light. One of the reasons why Varys quickly became acquainted with this strange brother-he is very particular about appearance.

Seeing Sablin, Alvarez showed his rare smile.

"Hello Brother Sablin, I hope I'm not late."

"of course not."

Sablin led the other party through several doors and took an elevator to a wide hall.

The hall is like some kind of gathering place, with huge chairs and tables everywhere. On the left is an arena, where some fighters are competing. Gladiatorial fighting is the most basic culture of Astartes, whether it is any legion or battle group, empire or traitor , must have a corresponding culture, and fighters always inevitably need an opponent to sharpen their skills.

In addition to the arena, there are also some similar entertainment facilities, such as high-speed targets for throwing darts. The speed of those targets is almost a shadow in the eyes of ordinary people, and fighters need to hit them accurately with the darts in their hands.

Some fighters gathered on the edge of the huge table, on which were various battlefield terrains. They used a small humanoid chess piece to simulate the battle, and various parameters were completely deduced by various dice.

"What's your rule? Why does your green-skinned leader shoot so high, it's unreasonable..."

At this time, Alvarez also discovered another thing, that is, the servants in this place are all young women, and they all wear long black skirts, white bibs on the outside, and white gauze caps on their heads. The skirt swayed slightly, a bit like...

Maid?

Noticing the surprised look in Alvarez's eyes, Sablin chuckled and explained as he walked.

"It's all Li Lin. When this midnight gathering was built, it was originally just arranging organic servants, but what that guy said was meaningless and unremarkable. He had to hold an anonymous vote... and it ended up like this."

"Ha, Brother Li Lin is indeed an interesting person, didn't Captain Talos say anything?"

"The company commander never cared about this kind of thing. He always said that you are happy."

The two came to a bar in the lobby and sat down side by side, their muscular figures dwarfing the ordinary wooden chairs, and behind this bar was a maid wearing glasses, with jet-black hair combed into two parts. A short braid hangs by her ears, and the buttons on her collar are all buttoned up. With the white gloves on her hands, almost only her face is exposed to the air, and there is a golden sky eagle hanging between the ups and downs of her chest. Coupled with her fair and beautiful face and slightly cold eyes, she has a unique dignified and capable temperament.

And she was not at all surprised by the appearance of the two space warriors, she just nodded slightly, put down the action of wiping the wine glass, and said softly:

"Lord Sablin, what do you need?"

"Give me a cup of aged wine."

Then he looked to Alvarez.

"Kaya's bartending skills are good, what flavor do you need?"

"I, huh, I used to drink the blood of a child's heart-"

winter-

A sound made Alvarez turn his head, and found that the maid "slammed" the cup on the countertop with an unfriendly expression, and then turned to get something. It was obvious that she had heard what Alvarez said just now and used it to express her mood.

If it was in the past, then Alvarez would have made the mortal pay a terrible price—it would be rather foolish to throw a tantrum in front of a Space Marine.

"She is Li Lin's servant. You may not know it. When you first met her, she dared to fight Li Lin. However, she has some skills. She is relatively good at fighting by ordinary people's standards, and she manages this place. Very good."

"Huh, that's really interesting, just have a drink of anything."

Alvarez laughed, and stopped paying attention to the maid, but turned to look at the entire assembly.

"Unique Culture..."

Sablin took the goblet from Kaya, took a sip of the orange-yellow liquid, and said softly:

"No way, because it's hard for us...to get along with other companies in the battle group. Most of the time, we have to live alone. Whether it's training or rest, we try to avoid going to public places. Over time, it's like this, not only on the ship, but also in the monastery fortress. Yes, but with brothers, this kind of thing is nothing, right?"

"Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Alvarez nodded, brother, he really felt this, and this is the most comfortable thing for him during this time, everyone will greet each other and make small jokes with each other , instead of chatter full of Warp gibberish.

"Are you still used to it during this time?"

"Fortunately, at least I can lie on the bed safely without having to be ready to grab the weapon next to the bed at any time, and when walking in the boat, I don't need to turn around and prepare to shoot at any time, and I don't have to worry about the wall suddenly turning into a big devil's mouth. Good food, clean lodgings, and so much worthwhile work... I must say, your armories are truly luxurious."

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"That's right, you haven't seen the armory of the Avesta and the monastery fortress."

"Well, speaking of which, didn't the Queen of Glory participate in the expedition?"

"How could it be possible to participate? There are only a few Queens of Glory active in the empire, and you suddenly popped out one that no one knows. How can you explain it to others?"