Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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at the same time.

Gray patrolled the first floor in power armor, making sure he was ready to fight when the rebel attack began.

After walking to the largest room on the first floor, Gray was suddenly called. When he turned around and looked at the person who called him, he found that it was Lawn.

Lawn stood at the door and looked at Gray with a smile on his face: "Do you have time to talk?"

Gray frowned and felt extremely disgusted, but he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly nodded: "Okay."

So Lawn welcomed Gray into his room, closed the door, then walked to the table and poured Gray a glass of wine himself.

"What is this?" Gray asked warily, staring at the wine glass.

"Wine." Raun smiled, picked up the wine glass, and handed it to Gray with both hands.

"I've seen black wine and orange wine, but I've never seen transparent wine. I don't know much about reading, so don't lie to me." Gray took the cup doubtfully.

Lawn smiled and said nothing, watching quietly as Gray picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his visor and smelled it.

Although he couldn't see Gray's expression under his visor, Lawn could guarantee that he must be very intoxicated.

Then Gray opened his visor and drank all the wine in the glass: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... What is this... Emperor..."

Gray was shocked and stunned by the delicious taste of the wine. He timidly enjoyed the pleasure and did not dare to indulge in it.

"Poor man." Lawn smiled and shook his head. "It's just a wine made from fruits. It's a trivial luxury. Of course, for a layman like you, it's still a delicacy that even a nester like you wouldn't dare to dream about."

After saying that, Lawn made a move that shocked Gray. He gave away all the remaining half bottles of fruit wine.

"Thank you, sir." Gray took the fruit wine with both hands and carefully placed it in the jetpack.

At this time, the relationship between the two has also become closer, and Gray is no longer as hostile to Lawn as before.

Lawn first looked at Gray's attitude, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to go further: "You know, the wife of the governor's cousin is my sister, and I..."

"Why were nobles like you sold?" Gray interrupted Lawn and asked.

"Everything is the Marshal's fault. He underestimated the enemy and rushed in. This has nothing to do with the Governor." Lawn first answered the question, and then continued to say what he wanted to say: "If we go out from here, I will recommend you to the Planetary Defense Force. General."

After hearing this, Gray raised his head and looked directly at Lawn, his eyes under the visor full of desire.

Becoming a general is something that soldiers in the lower nest can't even imagine.

Gray knew that this meant that he could become a noble, take his family and friends away from the lower nest like a cesspit, and become a family in the clean and tidy upper nest area.

"But you know." Lawn knew that Gray had been persuaded, "This is an exchange of interests, and you must also provide something, something that seems insignificant to me, but is extremely important at this moment. "

"What is it?" Gray asked.

"Loyal," Lawn replied.

"..." Gray did not continue to respond. He lowered his head and pondered.

Seeing his hesitation, Laun was not anxious at all. As a nobleman who was proficient in conspiracy, he had a hundred ways to tactfully test out Gray's thoughts.

In Lawn's opinion, Gray is just limited by useless interpersonal relationships and unable to make rational judgments and decisions about his future.

All it takes is a little testing.

"You don't have to be so anxious to give me an answer." Raun smiled and shook his head, "I will go to other positions to inspect and tell the soldiers in other positions that a person who can truly accept the command of the entire defense line has appeared, and that is I, I want them to know this clearly.”

Gray listened quietly.

"If you are willing, you can bring your power armor and other warriors like you and come with me." Lawn continued.

After making the request, Lawn waited quietly for Gray's reply.

If Gray nods in agreement, it means that he longs for power and status. Although he is still unable to break away from useless interpersonal relationships and cannot make up his mind to betray Qin Mo, sooner or later he will stand with himself.

Under the visor of the power armor, Gray's expression was very complicated. After thinking deeply for a long time, he stood up and walked to the door.

Laun was disappointed and thought that Gray wanted to reject him, but Gray immediately opened the door and made a gesture of invitation: "I should obey your order, sir."

"Very good, soldier!" Lawn was very satisfied and walked out of the room with a smile.

In the corridor, Lawn strode forward with his hands behind his back, his aura becoming domineering as Gray followed behind him.

Lawn was so happy that he didn't notice and couldn't notice how fierce Gray's expression was under his visor.

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next door.

Riley also has a room of her own. This room existed before the building was expanded into a fortress. It has a bedroom and bathroom with complete facilities.

Since there is even a water supply in the fortress now, just turn on the faucet and water that can be used for bathing will flow out. The water has a strong smell of filter, but what else can you ask for in this bottom nest?

Riley locked the door, took a shower and lay on the mat, recalling everything she had experienced today.

Then Riley thought of the scene when Qin Mo took off his mask to reveal his true appearance when he was sent back.

This man gave her a special feeling.

It's not a feeling of love, nor reverence or gratitude, but a familiar face, as if I've seen it before somewhere.

Out of the professional habits of an intelligence officer of the Ministry of Justice, Riley took out her personal information terminal and looked up the name Qin Mo in the information database of the Ministry of Justice.

There is only one such weird name in the hive, and the person who named it is in the information database of the Ministry of Justice.

[Name: Qin Mo]

[Prisoner number: No. 444. 】

[Reason for arrest: Uncertified psyker, attempting to use psychic powers to murder others. 】

Under this string of information was a photo of Qin Mo, who looked very bad when he was caught and photographed by people from the Ministry of Justice.

"No. 444!" Riley took a breath and closed the information terminal hard, trembling all over.

She remembered where she had seen Qin Mo.

When arresting Qin Mo!

It was precisely because of her participation in the dangerous operation to capture Qin Mo that Riley was qualified to be promoted to an intelligence agent. When Qin Mo was arrested, she watched from the side, but only saw a glance.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Riley quickly put on her clothes, opened the door, and walked towards the room where Rao En was. He had to report to Rao En that Qin Mo was a prisoner.

But when he walked to the door of Lawn's room and pushed in, he saw no one.

"Laun took Gray out." Grote, who took over Gray's patrol on the first floor, came over and looked down at Riley in the power armor.

"Good evening, sir, can you take me to the legion commander?" Riley requested very respectfully.

"If you have anything, please report it directly to Qin Mo." Grote said.

"Sorry, but I really have something important to do."

"Do you know where the leader of the rebels is or something? Otherwise, don't talk nonsense. You're a guy from the Legal Department who has a lot of weird things going on."

"Please...sir..."

"..."

"Why don't you let me take you to find Lawn?"

A voice that sounded absolutely terrifying to Riley sounded from behind.

Riley turned around tremblingly and saw Qin Mo.

Qin Mo smiled very gentlemanly and stretched out his hand like a good man: "Come on, madam, I will take you to find Lao En."

"I'm not looking for the legion commander anymore." Riley shook her head vigorously, trying to walk back to the room as if nothing happened.

But Qin Mo blocked her path and ordered in an irresistible tone: "You don't have to ask for help, but you must come with me."