Warhammer Inquisitor

Do you know what a day on an expedition is like? Get up in the morning and do Chaotic morning exercises, then close your eyes when you eat breakfast, throw your gun and blow up the spirit bean sprouts that are moving forward, after lunch at noon, you are wrestling with green skins, and in the afternoon, you will fight with the undead to pass the time , and then happily crushing the Tau on an evening walk?

If that's what you're counting on, then congratulations on not being Marshal, so you don't have to wake up in the morning for lengthy work meetings, especially if you're still awake.

Vito was leaning on the armrest of the throne with a tired face. Most of the high-level members of the expeditionary force are here too. Oh, Lancelot and the others are not here. Of course, do you expect the angels of death to stay here and promise to be present at the meeting? Won't the blood of the person who read the long report be splashed on the spot before the end?

So in order for the people who reported to go out alive, and for everyone not to be covered in blood before breakfast, causing the taste to mix in and make it unpalatable, and for the cleaning servants to not make this place even more messy, So the only people who participated in the meeting were the mortal leaders of the expeditionary force.

The commander-in-chief of the navy, Cole and Reina, their respective adjutants Anna and Yeta, as well as the commanders of the various regiments of the Star Militia Army, the head nuns of the Battle Sisters, and the representative captains of the various fleet branches are all here, standing Attended this meeting all around.

But between them, Vito sitting on the throne kept yawning, he almost didn't sleep last night, thanks to Lilith next to him, she "played" with Vito for a long time last night Throughout the night, she doesn't have to sleep, and being a succubus is literally full of energy.

When the morning came and Vito stood up tremblingly from the bed, Lilith was still full of energy, not even satisfied. If there was not a meeting this morning, Vito might not be able to leave his bedroom door.

But now, even Lilith was sitting listlessly on the throne, she dragged her chin, and the drowsiness that didn't exist for her at all came to her mind, making Lilith keep opening her mouth wide and slapping her. .

The same is true for Vito in the throne next to her. He put his hands on Lilith's side, stared at his chin with his fists, and looked at Mr. Scolati, the Chief of Service of the Fleet Command, who was reporting in front of him. He was giving a speech Talking about the lengthy and extremely boring content.

Endless numbers, boring formulas, and frustrating tedious requests, all of which are "little problems" that have arisen during Vito's absence

"All in all, the War Council recommends that a new specialized unit be established to deal with this matter as soon as possible. The relevant schedule has been reported up. Please review it this morning and give the Marshal a reply."

Scolati made an elegant bow as he spoke. He stepped forward a few steps in an aristocratic style, stepped on the steps in front of the throne and extended the data plate in his hand to Vito. The latter squeezed out a very tired With a smile, he raised his weak hand and took over the data pad.

"I hope this is the last thing this morning, now that it's almost past breakfast time." "Last thing? No no, it's just one of these, it's the next batch."

Scolati clapped his hands as he spoke. Immediately behind him at the side of the throne room, several officials from the administrative department pushed onto a trolley. In the dump of the suspended cart were loaded scrolls as high as hills, file folders, etc. and data pads.

"If we go at the current pace, we can have lunch in the afternoon." Sketti looked up at the hill on the cart, his fingers twitched rapidly, and he leaned forward to rummage through it, and finally pulled Pulling something hard, and even called the subordinates on the side to help.

Vito looked at the people who were pulling carrots in front of him, and looked at the things piled up with a surprised expression. He leaned back and looked at the things in front of him, his face was ashamed. Si sighed and took the data plate from him, and casually threw it on the pile of scrolls piled up beside the throne.

Scolati read aloud with a scroll, and he has been doing this for two consecutive hours, from making Vito feel bored until now he collapsed.

how? Do you think that as the marshal of the expeditionary force, Vito's life is to fight chaos today and green skins tomorrow? By the way, killing the Tau while walking the day after tomorrow? No no no, that's only a small part of what makes people happy, and most of the time, it's like this.

Vito had to listen to endless reports, accept all kinds of requests, and decide all the key matters of the entire expeditionary force. Even if the War Council Staff Department helped him share most of the tedious things, these "important things must be done by the marshal himself." dealt with" as much as the greenskins had seeded the planet with the boys.

And it’s not just that, in this short one-year event, Vito has recovered more than a dozen galaxies, but now that the fight is over, the efficiency of the Ministry of Government Affairs that makes people want to commit suicide has not yet been allowed to recover in these newly recovered worlds. The establishment of a new imperial government on the planet, so all the big and small things on these planets today are under the control of the expeditionary military.

As the saying goes, he was smiling while playing, and after playing MMP, Vito began to regret from the bottom of his heart why he agreed to Guilliman to lead the Indomitable Expedition in one direction alone, compared to sitting here and listening to this endless report , he would rather jump into Nurgle's pot.

Scola cleared his throat, and pulled out a copy from the scroll mountain on one side, and the scroll mountain on the other side shook immediately, and almost fell down directly.

He opened the scroll and began to recite endlessly, "Terra's General Administration Department has sent a message. According to the provisions of Article 19991 of the Imperial Code, Section 5012, the Administration Department and the tax collector will be sent to the newly recovered planet. According to the "Regulations on the Administration of Conquering Planets" issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs and the "Interim Measures for the Administration of Imperial Planets" issued by the Ministry of Government Affairs, I ask your expeditionary forces to effectively implement the guiding spirit of the Terra Council, earnestly complete the work of building believers in the state religion, and ensure that the planet True loyalty to Terra and the Emperor, and"

Lilith propped her head to the side and forced her eyes, but finally closed it and fell to the side. She woke up suddenly when she almost fell off the handrail, but she immediately became confused again when she looked at Scolati in front of her.

Others on both sides of the throne, the fleet's highest captain Cole and Reina yawned secretly. The young Anna exhausted her energy for getting up early, leaning on Cole's shoulder and falling asleep. On Anna's shoulder was Yeta who raised her head, and she kept snoring in a low voice.

Around Captain Cole, the others are similar. The generals of the Astral Army sat on the chairs around them and yawned or fell asleep directly. What is interesting is that the captains of the Imperial Navy fell asleep next to them. Well, this is the most intimate moment between the navy and the army since they separated. Only the political commissars are still forcing their eyes together, and it can be seen that the eyelids are also protesting fiercely.

The Battle Sisters are also bored, but they seem to be in better spirits. After all, they usually spend most of their day praying in the church and listening to the bishop's admonitions and hymns. It was too much, but they also looked very boring. Some of them read the Bible from the Bible, and others were helping the neighbor sisters to braid their hair.

The same goes for Vito, who could hardly keep his eyes open. Looking at Scolati who raised his head and opened the scroll to read aloud, he almost entered a state of trance.

Lilith next to him leaned sideways, and she moved closer to Vito and pressed the gun on her waist, "Can I kill him? Please, I'd rather go to bed with Khorne than listen to him Say a word."

Scolati said more than one word before he finished his sentence, but he should really thank Vito for not dying today. The latter shook his head helplessly at Lilith and waved his hand, "No, I can't kill him for the time being, at least not die here."

"In summary, the Ministry of Government Affairs requests the Marshal's permission, and the relevant tax officials will arrive at the fleet as soon as possible, and with them, according to the New Terra Council, No. 1002 Regent Order, according to the chief member of the Terra Lord Council, respect and Immortal Guilliman personally signed, and the first batch of preachers and representatives sent will arrive in the near future."

"According to Order No. 1002, clauses 3 and 5, they will record the victory and history of the expeditionary force, and record the process of the unyielding expedition through video, poetry, composition, etc., and pass it on to all generations. Please Faithfully assist them in their work, and in addition"

"Sorry to interrupt, Marshal, I have something to report."

A voice interrupted Scolati's voice, Mr. Scolati, the plenipotentiary representative of the Ministry of Political Affairs with a mustache, looked away dissatisfied, and looked at the person who was coming, "Mr. Colonel, I am talking to the Marshal. Report, if you want to speak, please stay at the back of the line."

"No, please tell Peter, what's the matter?" Vito said overjoyed, he straightened up and finally someone who could take him out of this crushing conversation appeared, Vito quickly motioned for Peter to come forward, The latter also walked to the ground in front of the throne with his hands behind his back.

Scolati stepped back a few steps in dissatisfaction, Peter stood in front of the throne and nodded to Vito, "Good morning, Marshal, and Judge."

"Please tell me, Peter, is there any news that can cheer us up?" Vito continued almost hastily, fearing that if he slowed down, Scolati would start reciting again, and Peter also Glancing at the representative of the Ministry of Government Affairs, he cleared his throat knowingly.

"There was a serious commotion in the training deck this morning. Several Astartes entered the fighting cage training cabin. Afterwards, a fierce quarrel broke out, and several broken training servants were thrown out of the cabin. I My brethren dare not train beside the wrathful angel of death."

"The officers agreed with me, so they came to seek the assistance of the Marshal." Peter nodded, and Scolati frowned immediately, and he stepped forward to approach the throne, "You disturbed the Marshal just because of this trivial matter. ? You can go directly to the commander of the Astartes and let them solve it, instead of coming here to trouble the Marshal to listen to my morning report!"

"Those Astartes are their chapter masters. How about I ask you to go down and talk to them? The premise is that you use your "Administrative Department accent" to annoy them and kill you with a single shot."

Ha, if he goes down, Ragnar will kill him with the ax before he can say the bureaucratic nonsense of the Second Ministry, or he will be cut in half by Lancelot, and Vito is going to go to him later Two more shots, and then put him into the light spear, and shoot him out into a brilliant light in the galaxy. That would probably be the most enjoyable thing he has done so far.

There was a smile on the corner of Vito's mouth. He sat on the throne and looked at the two people below. Peter raised his voice and shouted loudly. The raised tone shocked Scolati. After that, he prepared to organize his words from embarrassment, and reprimanded the guy in front of him who dared to interrupt him and humiliated him in front of the marshal.

But at this moment, Vito stood up. He stood upright in front of the throne and instantly suppressed the impending quarrel. He glanced at the annoyed Scolati, and then turned to Peter, "Sounds like a problem." , well, I'll go down and deal with it."

Peter nodded to Vito, and the latter turned around to step down from the throne, but Scolati took a few steps forward with the scroll in his hand, "Wait a minute, my lord, you can't leave yet, these requests need to be done Just make a judgment."

Vito glanced at the pile of documents that was as high as a hill. After a moment of silence, he looked at Cole, who just yawned and was pulled over by Vito unpreparedly. Before he could react, he was pulled over. Vito directly pressed on the throne.

Cole looked up at Vito in bewilderment, and the latter immediately raised his head and announced, "Cole will listen to your report for me, and I authorize him to handle the Ministry of Government Affairs and all other requests from Terra on my behalf. .”

After Scolati was stunned for a moment, he looked at Bell and shrugged, "Great, then let's continue. In addition to this one, there are three more requests to be processed."

Cole was surprised when he heard this, and was about to get up angrily when Vito pushed him back. He looked at Cole with a sympathetic smile, then turned around and ran down the throne, and greeted Lily who was sitting on the armrest as he passed by. Si winked.

The latter smiled slightly, stood up, jumped down, and ran away with Vito before Cole said anything. The latter leaned on the handrail and looked back, cursing at the backs of the two people who were walking away. , "Vito! You give me the fuck!"

Vito had already slipped away at this moment, he ran away in a flash, waved his hand there, and then pulled Lilith and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"Then, Admiral, let's start." Scolati said, reached out and pulled a scroll from the hand of an official of the Ministry of Government Affairs, and looked up at the contents, "The state religion requires an inventory of all the churches in the shrine world Assets and holy relics, and completed the transfer according to the content of Article 1288 of the Imperial Code, and according to the content of Article 8891 of Book 3 of the State Religious Law"

Cole sighed for a long time, collapsed on the throne, and the captain sighed speechlessly, "Ah, this old bastard."