Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes
Chapter 534 Double Integration
"do not move!"
Miris interrupted his comrades' feeding of water and listened with a serious face.
The members of the team also heard her order and subconsciously focused their eyes on her.
Most of the nuns didn't realize anything yet and just looked at Miris blankly.
A nun who was familiar with her family's classics had already reacted. Under her gaze, she stood up tremblingly.
"The Emperor's decree!" whispered the nun.
The moment these words appeared, all the battle nuns subconsciously tightened their muscles, freezing their movements at this moment.
For a time, in addition to the sound of sewage flowing in the entire pipe, even the sound of the friction of armor disappeared.
There was a faint roar at the end of the pipe in the distance, and then it quickly disappeared after reaching the top.
"Silver Moon...hope..."
Everything was silent, but the voice kept repeating.
Miris waited patiently until he made sure that he had heard all the "prophecies" before he straightened up and looked around.
"Mark it down!" she said after finding her target, who was the first to react besides her.
The sister who was in charge of the books in the monastery nodded vigorously, then took off her backpack and rummaged through it in a panic.
Bullets, medicine, food and even spare knives...
She threw out a series of things randomly, but still couldn't find what she wanted.
There was no parchment, not even the basic paper had been lost in the previous battle.
There is no pen either, that cumbersome thing has long been left in their sad place.
"What should I do?" The clerical nun looked at Miris for help, and then received encouragement from the other party's silent eyes.
She carefully reached out her hand and removed a purity mark branded on Padilla's shoulder armor.
Then he took out the dagger from his waist and scratched his fingers, using the flowing blood to write down the content and date Padilla said on the back of the dim parchment soaked in gunpowder smoke.
"Darkness - Conspiracy - Silver Moon - Hope..."
After writing the last stroke, the nun raised her head and looked blankly at the veteran opposite. Being able to think of these rituals in the scriptures in a short time was all she could do.
Fortunately, there were people to help her.
"Witness." Miris reminded in a low voice, and then was the first to take the seal from the nun's hand.
She pulled out a dagger and pricked her finger, and then after carefully examining the content and date on the mark, she wrote her name at the end.
The remaining Sisters followed suit, while the Astartes watched.
After the short ceremony, the mark returned to Miris's hands again.
And she stepped towards the front of the team, approaching Sula who had been paying attention to Padilla.
"She brings a message from the Emperor."
Miris spoke closely while watching the other party's reaction.
In a sense, this is a critical moment that determines whether the two teams can continue to cooperate.
Padilla had transformed into a different identity in the battle just now.
The Sisters of Battle confirmed that they were favored by the Emperor, and this "miracle" still needed the approval of the Death Watch.
They are spectators and witnesses.
They are the Emperor's angels, and they are the only witnesses the Sisters of Battle are finding.
Their attitude directly determines whether everything that happens here can pass the verification of the Inquisition and be truly recorded by the Imperial State Church and the Holy Hermitage.
What is more important than these is whether in the current battle, the commander of the Death Watch recognizes Padilla's identity and will respect the prophecy made by "her".
Will he? What happens if the answer is no?
Miris's palms were a little damp after a long absence, while the other team members unconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands while watching the two of them.
"The Emperor's blessing, we bear witness to His blessings."
Sulla's noble origin allowed him to instantly understand the other party's appeal; and Ultramar's complicated etiquette regulations made him understand the most appropriate action at the moment.
The tall Astartes warrior did not hesitate, just crossed his hands and caressed his chest, knelt on one knee, and performed the Sky Eagle Salute towards Miris's hands and behind him.
The rest of the Astartes watched the two in silence, and knelt down in synchrony after the commander made his position clear.
The Emperor's blessing! Everyone performed the eagle salute.
Miris, the only one standing in the crowd, looked calm, but his back was wet.
She knew the meaning of kneeling, and she also knew how serious the consequences would be if the giant in front of her, who was still as tall as her after kneeling, rejected her behavior.
Huh...hot breath was squeezed out from her chest, and Miris, whose pressure plummeted, almost felt her vision blur.
The moist air he inhaled in the next second made the veteran battle nun's eyes become firm.
She may not understand what it means to reciprocate love, but her instinct and experience made her make the right choice:
"Then, as a witness, as the emperor's sword bearer, before the saint awakens, please be sure to fulfill 'His' will!"
"Good!" Sura raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her, and there was finally a trace of emotion in her cold eyes.
After receiving his "attitude", the other party did not hesitate and almost gave him the "feedback" he wanted most in the next second.
Although the conversation between the two people was simple and short, in just a few seconds, the team's spiritual and physical differences were silently bridged and unified.
Is this Miris the battle nun in his impression?
Such wisdom can only be said to be the blessing of the emperor.
"Then I'm not welcome." Sura didn't say anything more. He just took a deep look at the other party and then subconsciously looked around at all the members of the team.
"From now on, using me as a reference, the unified communications channel..."
His voice rang out in the empty pipes, while orderly orders were still being issued:
"Based on the general password of the Tribunal, the initial logic code of the decoder is "Δ";
Alternate communication channel - 11-γ-09;
Unify the tactical secret language and adopt the plan as..."
Giving all the orders in one go, Sula watched happily as the people around him prepared silently.
The people in front of him were still the same, but in his eyes they were moving from 'division' to 'healing'.
And when the Death Watch, who was acting as a sentinel in front, contacted him again after receiving no answer for several minutes.
The Ultramarine, who had already taken command of the entire team, finally felt comfortable with getting what he wanted, and sent a calm signal to his comrade.
Then, he looked at all the "soldiers" who were ready, focused their attention on him, and whispered the last order before the battle came:
"Based on the existing personnel, redefine the division of combat labor!"
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