Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became quiet, or deathly silence is more appropriate. Even the beating dying star in the distance was more alive than here. Everyone at the table looked at the sound with surprised expressions, and No one ever dared to interrupt Vito before he had finished speaking and everyone was allowed to speak.

And this brave man is right there. Everyone at the table is looking at the lonely man. He is standing alone at the edge of the corner of the holographic table. The dying sun shines its light behind him, and the light overflows from around his body. , shining brightly on his silhouette, and the golden U letter logo on his chest flickered on the chest of the Imperial Sky Eagle with its wings spread.

Eisenstein and all the angels of death behind him looked at each other. Lancelot also subconsciously held down his sword. The blade made a soft sound in the sheath. The sound was actually very low, but it was clear even if a piece of paper fell here. In the dead silence, the voice from the scabbard was particularly conspicuous.

Bell stood behind Vito and frowned as he looked at the symbol on his chest. The symbol was exactly the same as the one on the cloak behind him, which meant that their affiliations were consistent. This was what made Bell feel most uneasy. That person was Speaking on behalf of the owner of this symbol.

"I haven't let everyone speak yet. Mr. Anthony, your speaking seat is after Captain Cole and Captain Renata. You should not disrupt this order." Vito said kindly. He looked at He didn't get angry because he was suddenly interrupted, especially considering who the person who interrupted him was.

Anthony nodded slightly humbly. He stood on the other side of the table with his hands behind his back, clasping his hands and hanging them on the belt behind his waist. He looked polite and was indeed a polite foreign guest.

"I deeply apologize for this, distinguished adults, if I have offended you, Marshal Vito, please forgive me and allow me to continue speaking." Anthony buried his head, as if waiting for Vito's acceptance. In fact, Then you have to accept it, right? If he refuses, it will appear that he has no grace.

Vito sighed softly and waved his hand, indicating for him to continue, "Since you have already spoken, please continue, Mr. Anthony." "Thank you, sir, your plan just now is very excellent and effective. Please accept my personal recommendation." Kudos." "Thank you, Mr. Anthony."

Anthony raised his head after complimenting, and he looked at Vito's face. The polite compliment was over, and the pleasant part ended here.

He raised his head, Anthony glanced at the knights on both sides of Vito, and then picked up a glass of wine from the frame of the holographic table. It was a glass of wine that had been drunk. Anthony held up the glass and looked around at the people around him. Seeing no one pointed out, he walked to the table with the wine glass in hand.

He reached out and placed the wine glass on the holographic table, and placed it on the vast star map displayed on the table. Under the glass was a star field. Anthony stood at the table overlooking the blurry planet image under the glass. , here put your hands behind your back.

"Sorry, Marshal, I personally agree with your plans and intentions, but as a subject of the Regent, I must oppose you and order you to regroup your current forces and go to the Ortusa Twin Stars."

"You mean orders?"

Vito said softly, while Lancelot behind him pressed the hilt of his sword tightly. He was beside Vito, staring at Anthony.

Anthony took out a rolled letter from his arms, curled it with a blue ribbon, and sealed it with fire wax. He walked over and approached Vito with the letter, but was stopped by Lancelot. He took a step forward and stopped him.

The knight stopped him, with gray plate armor in front of him. Anthony and Lancelot looked at each other and the latter stretched out a hand. Anthony wisely put the letter into the knight's hand, and the latter stared at it fiercely. After looking at him, he turned back to Vito and handed him the letter.

Lancelot stood beside him with his sword pressed, and the other knights behind him were also standing around. Everyone held their weapons and looked at Anthony with hostility, but the latter stood at the table with his hands behind his back, quietly Vito looked at Vito looking at the letter.

He looked at the Macragge U letter imprint on the fire seal. After a moment of silence, he broke the fire seal, opened the letter and read it. Bell stood beside him and looked at Vito who was reading the letter. He looked calm and stared. His expression gradually became more subtle as he read the above content.

He smoothed the lower part of the scroll with his fingers, looking at the content and signature below with a subtle expression. Lancelot on the side also looked over. He looked at Vito's expression, and the latter put the letter down after a moment. .

"I will carry out the Regent's orders, Cole, gather the troops."

Cole nodded slightly, but Lancelot on the other side became excited instantly. He glanced at the letter, then suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Anthony, the tip of the sword almost touching his forehead. , a scarlet blood line flowed out there.

Antony, however, calmly clasped his hands behind his back, stood motionless and looked at Lancelot. The latter stared at him with his sword in hand, and the tip of the sword in his hand continued to move forward, scratching Antony's skin.

"Guilliman has no right to order the High Marshal! He is the High Marshal appointed by the Emperor himself! You have no right to order him!"

"Lord Guilliman is also a regent personally appointed and dismissed by the emperor. Sir Knight, if I remember correctly, the regent is higher than the marshal." Antony said without fear. He stood there without any fear of letting him bleed in front of him. The sword moves the face.

He was there with a calm expression, "The Regent is the highest authority in the empire after the Emperor. You all need to obey his orders without any questioning."

"Fart! I am Son of Lion! I will never obey Robert Guilliman's orders! Me!" Lancelot scolded sternly, while Antony remained calm and continued to put his hands behind his back, "Then Son of Lion also "To obey, the Dark Angels Chapter swears allegiance to the Emperor and, by extension, to his representative, the Prince Regent."

Veins popped up on Lancelot's forehead instantly. He roared angrily and raised his knight's sword. However, just as he was about to chop off Anthony's head, he was pulled back. He suddenly turned his head to look at the person holding him. , it was Vito who held him personally.

Vito's other hand was still holding the letter. He shook his head at Lancelot, and then turned to look at Anthony, who was holding his hand behind his back. Two lines of blood flowed from his forehead, from the corner of his eye. To the neck.

"Go and bandage it, Yeta, come and help him stop the bleeding." Vito said calmly, his tone showing the magnanimity and calmness of an emperor. Yeta also nodded, then took out a handkerchief from his arms and stepped forward, Anthony He also bowed politely to Ye Ta.

"Thank you, young and beautiful lady." "You're welcome, go and sit down over there. It will be easier to bandage." Yeta gestured to the bench beside him. Anthony was bowing to Vito, and Vito nodded politely in return. , watched him go aside, and then turned to Eisenstein.

"Shrink the defense line, protect the current star field first, and wait for the other problems to be solved." "Understood."

Eisenstein disappeared from the table, Vito clutched the letter and turned around to leave. Lancelot followed immediately with his sword on his shoulder. Bell also looked at Cole worriedly and then left the conference room.

Cole looked at them, and Anna who was beside him came up silently. She held her arms with her back to Cole but leaned very close, and whispered, "Who will win?"

But Cole just turned around and looked at the dying sun with his hands behind his back. He didn't know who would win. He only knew one thing.

No matter who wins, the fight between demigods will always bring more trouble.