The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 448: Chance encounter

After the final handover with the black ship, the strike fleet turned to their target and took the captured Tyrant’s Claw.

But the black ship disappeared on the external screen of the instrument like a dream that has disappeared, so thorough and fast, as if this dark black ship never existed.

When the fleet entered the subspace, the Geller force field on the Tyrant’s Claw was short-circuited, killing hundreds of sailors on duty on the fort.

And the crew of the Unbound Soul whispered while pretending to be serious, but only on occasions that the officers could not hear.

Everyone knows what Astarte brought back from the black ship, and all of them are worried about it.

In the next few days, the number of people attending prayer meetings in the church on the ship suddenly soared, and the number of chants played by the broadcaster on the lower deck also increased.

Most of the crew members have never seen the fighting nuns in their lives, but like every navy rookie, they have heard their rumors on the docks in several local regions-naturally, there are also nasty men to these women. Some common thoughts range from evil fantasies to mistrust due to violence.

Some people say that they are like female praying mantises, who will kill the men in their hands. Others say that their bed partners are as high as they are soldiers, bringing destruction and being good at pleasure at the same time. Tao.

All in all, the crew's fear of the nuns is no less than their delusion.

But for Soshyang, these ladies who have fanatical beliefs and loyalty to the emperor are indeed not a big trouble.

After all, the astral knight still has a secret that is not suitable for being known by outsiders.

Fortunately, the nuns did not seem to have the idea of ​​running around. They only needed a cabin on the upper deck as a foothold. Since their armor and weapons have been somewhat depleted in previous battles, Soshyan also armed himself. The room is provided to them as a place for maintenance.

Of course, it also includes the cleaned cabin.

Unlike in the past, a graceful female body is vaguely reflected in the thick glass cover in the steam-filled bathroom at this moment.

The white and translucent skin is like a crystal clear gem. Under the elegant and slender snow neck like a white swan, there are shoulders with distinct lines, and the chest and abdomen full of power and beauty are downwards, which are sleeve-length thighs. The slender and white calves, the high raised arches and the slender ankles form a graceful arc, and the small white toes are close together, appearing dexterous and dignified.

No man would have imagined that such a body could defeat the mighty Astart not long ago.

After bathing, Adriana Willets first wiped her wet body with a bath towel, and then wiped her short hair. Then she picked up a robe in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and tied the buttons on her chest piece by piece to cover the area below her neck. skin.

Her movements are clean and elegant, even if she is alone in the room, she has a strange nobility.

Unlike most nuns selected from the orphanage, she comes from a noble family in the nest capital. The family has always had a deep connection with the state religion. From an early age, she was deeply influenced by the state religion, and she was 14 years old. Shi determined to become a fighting nun.

Her armor and weapons are still receiving the blessing of the mechanical priest. During this time, she plans to go to church to pray-this is her habit all the time.

Five minutes later, she came to the church on the upper deck, which is usually the place where the Astartes confessed, but now they are all in a state of preparation, and the priest Yazdan is not here either.

This made her seem more at ease.

From the vantage point where he was, the human emperor looked down at Miria who was kneeling on the ground.

His unwavering gaze penetrated through the woman in the light gray robe, and from time to time under the dress, she could see the bright white jade skin faintly emerging after the bath.

She knelt on her knees against the rough stone floor of the church.

Adriana Willets has always believed that she is defined by the emperor's eternal sight: no matter what she is, she serves in his name.

The nun's lips murmured, and the Holy Guide's Prayer came out of her mouth like a low-pitched waterfall. These words and sentences were simply part of her, and it was as easy to recite as to breathe.

When it came to the climax of the declaration, she felt the warm core of justice taking root in her heart, just as she had always felt since she took off her apprentice robe and took the oath.

Afterwards, she allowed herself to look up at him-Adriana Willets saw this action as a reward for herself.

Her gaze swept across the altar, savoring the majesty of the golden statue.

The sight of the **** emperor came from behind his encircled hands and the flaming huge sword hilt. On his left shoulder stood Saint Celestine, the saint holding two stone-carved pigeons in both hands, as if she was offering them. .

On the right shoulder is Saint Catherine, the face of the Saint has uncontrollable majesty.

The armor worn by the stone sculpture saint is different from the armor worn by Adriana Willets, but has the same function.

Thinking of this, she looked at His portrait.

She stared at His eyes, and imagined that on the distant divine Tyra, the Lord of Mankind bestowed on her an infinitely small part of His divine attention, and she decided that she would continue to complete the latest updates with his blessings. A task.

Adriana Vilez's hands were folded on her chest, showing the symbol of the imperial double-headed eagle.

"In your holy name."

She said loudly:

"By serving your light, please give me guidance and strength. Please let me know where the wizards and heretics are, and expose them to me."

She leaned over again.

"Let me act for you, so that the galaxy will no longer have human enemies."

About half an hour later, Adriana Willets got up from where she was kneeling.

She noticed that there was another side door in the main hall of the church, and it was slightly open, obviously there were people inside.

Who will be in the church at this time?

With a curiosity that she didn't have in the past, she walked over carefully, and then looked inside.

At this time, a miniature chapel made of steel, the bulkhead was covered with prayers, and the biochemical fluorescent strips in the center of the room showed weak yellow light, and a tall figure stood in it.

He has a heroic face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Under the dim light, his solidified face is as firm and unwavering as marble, and his dark eyes are like the endless and deep void outside the ship's body, without a trace of it. Light, but it made Willetts feel that his soul was trapped in it.

And what he faced was a small sculpture of the emperor, the shape was the same as the outside, but it was very simple and didn't have much decoration.

Surrounded the room in silence.

After blinking, Soshyang surprised her a little here.

She observed the commander of the battle group for a few minutes and found that the opponent was motionless, like a javelin, without even blinking his eyelids.

This gesture puzzled her, because no matter what kind of prayer should not be the case, he felt more like—

daydreaming?

Just thinking of this, the other party's head suddenly turned to her position.

"What's the matter, Sister Adriana Willets."

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