Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Bell looked at the letter in his hand by the starlight outside the window. He did not expect that Vito would show it to them, but Bell took it away after just a few glances by Lancelot on the side.

He had long been impatient because of Bell's reading word for word. After taking it away, he quickly scanned the content, and then threw the letter to the ground as expected, "This is unreasonable! What do they think we are?! Slaves!" ?!"

Lancelot cursed with the most vicious words, cursing the person who wrote the letter. Bell bent down and picked up the letter. He knew why Lancelot was so angry. The content of the letter was indeed very direct. No, it should be It would be more appropriate to call it no forced numbers.

The whole letter is full of the arrogant attitude of superiors towards subordinates. There is no explanation in the whole letter, it is just a request to obey orders. Anyone who receives such a letter will be furious.

"Terra and Guilliman are getting more and more out of bounds. They first took over the planet we conquered, then they banned the planetary government we established without asking our opinions, and then withheld all the supplies from the Forge World. And now this letter!"

Lancelot walked back and forth in the corridor, constantly cursing in the language of his hometown Cologne, mixed with a lot of unintelligible words in Gothic, but Bell knew from his expression and tone that it was not What a good word.

"What is Guilliman doing? Thinking he is the Emperor? Is he going to replace all the Primarchs and become the King of the Space Marines?"

"He is the regent personally appointed by the emperor. You should control your emotions." Bell said as he looked at the letter. He could finally continue to read the letter. Lancelot did not come to snatch it, but strode past and shouted loudly. He cursed and cursed Guilliman by name.

"Calm down, Lancelot. Fortunately, there is no one else here. Otherwise, what you just said would be enough to shoot you ten times." Vito stood in front of the window and said, "Now it's a hundred times."

"What kind of bullshit regent?! Since he thinks he can order the Sons of Lion like a master?! Who gave him the courage?! If Ragnar were here..." "Then the two of them combined, they can be shot ten thousand times. ”

Vito said calmly, standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. Lancelot looked at him and turned around and cursed secretly. This time it was about him, "You just stand here and look at the stars?"

"Then according to your suggestion, I should immediately gather all the other descendants of the original body and send troops back to Terra to argue with Guilliman? Then what? Then imprison Guilliman, or simply kill him?"

Vito looked at the stars outside the window and bluntly told Lancelot what he was thinking. Although he would not admit this heretical move, this was what he was thinking, and he could know it without reading his mind.

"We can't do that, it will only cause more trouble, so calm down." "Every time you get angry, you are just like Ragnar, completely mindless, in all aspects."

"And there's something wrong with this letter." Bell suddenly said. He looked at the crumpled letter carefully and looked at its contents word by word.

"Why are you speaking for them? Turn your elbows outward? Where are you standing?" Lancelot looked at Bell with one hand on his hip, and the latter sighed and raised his head, "Vito is right, You're like Ragnar when you're hot-headed."

Bell said, waving the crumpled letter, "Didn't you realize that all the contents above were printed?" After Lancelot was stunned for a moment, he walked up and took the letter and looked at it again. Indeed, it was all printed. It is a printing font that is made by machines.

But Lancelot still didn't understand. He looked up from the letter and asked, "What's going on?" "You idiot, calm down your mind first and think about it carefully. How can it be possible to use print fonts for Star Language communication?" ?”

Bell took the letter from Lancelot's hand. He went to Vito's side and opened the letter with him to look at it carefully. Lancelot behind him also froze and pondered for a moment, and soon reacted.

"Damn it! Why am I as brainless as Ragnar?"

Yes, Terra and the fleet are separated by more than half of the galaxy. Any news from Terra will only come through astral language.

Astropathic communications will not be recorded using computers at all. In order to avoid possible electronic corruption, all astropathic content is translated by astropath apprentices and written by hand on special parchment, not to mention the printing fonts. The problem is, this letter is not even parchment.

Lancelot finally understood. Vito glanced at him and continued to read the letter, "Now do you know why I didn't have a seizure at the meeting?" "There is something wrong with this letter!" "Congratulations, you finally found it. "

The latter sentence was said by Bell. He read the contents of the letter again. Lancelot also leaned over and looked at the letter from the back. "Someone is sowing discord." "Obviously."

Vito let go of the letter, and Bell immediately pulled it up with his other hand. He glanced at the fire seal on the envelope's ribbon, "This seal is indeed the seal of Lord Guilliman. I really can't tell the difference at first glance. "Come out." "As long as you know what the fire seal looks like, anyone can forge it. Guilliman has issued so many orders, and you can get the fire seal template by just finding one."

Vito walked to the window not far away. Behind him, Bell handed the letter to Lancelot again. This time, the wording of the letter was arrogant and rude. The reason for irritating the readers is simple. This is He was deliberately trying to sow discord, using Guilliman's name to sow discord between the Prince Regent and the High Marshal.

This was a sinister move and a clever move, but the master of the conspiracy obviously missed something. He first made mistakes in some details, thinking that no one would notice, but he obviously underestimated Vito.

And what he knew about Guilliman.

Guilliman is a skilled politician. Even if he wants others to obey his orders, he will not use such rude words. This will only attract resentment and hostility. Guilliman cannot be unaware of it.

The writer of this letter obviously underestimated Vitor, and even more seriously underestimated Guilliman's level.

"Is that Anthony a spy?" Lancelot put down the letter and looked up. Vito did not answer immediately. He raised his head and looked up at the stars in the distance. Bell saw this and walked up quietly. He came to Vito's side. .

"Anthony carries a letter of appointment from the Council of Terra."

"Anyone can get that letter. Even if we go to check with Terra, there's no point. By the time they get back the message, Anthony himself will probably die of old age."

"Besides, with the Empire's sieve-like government, do you really think you can find out anything? In the building on Terra, whether there are many people loyal to the Empire or there are spies is a question."

And besides, as far as Vito knows about the imperial government officials, as long as the money is enough, they will not mind selling you anything.

You can buy everything from small officials as big as sesame seeds and mung beans to positions as planetary governors. The only difference is the price, which is why the empire has so many incompetent officials.

Most ships leak from below, but the Empire's ship leaks from top to bottom.

"Don't alert the enemy yet." Vito whispered, and Bell nodded understandingly, "Then what should we do? Should we still go to the Double Star Realm?" "Go, of course, I want to see who thinks he can play tricks on me. ”

"But we can't completely follow this meaning."

Vito said and turned around, "Go and contact Loken quietly and ask him to take all the Luna Wolves to help Eisenstein, and just send Rex back with one or two companies, just to show off."

Lancelot understood immediately. He handed the letter to Belle and left. Belle and Vito looked at Lancelot who was walking away, "What do you do now?"

"The meeting must be closed. Do you have any other plans for today?" "The speaker delegation made an appointment to meet in the afternoon. I guess you would have dismissed it before, right?" "But not now. Go meet them. Just Dang, cover up people’s eyes and ears.”

Vito said as he snapped his fingers and the letter ignited, and it fell to the ground. The two left the corridor, the footsteps disappeared in the distance, and only the conspiratorial letter disappeared in the flames.

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