Warhammer Inquisitor

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

And this brave man was there, everyone around the table looked at the lonely man, he stood alone on the edge of the holographic table, the dying sun shone the light behind him, and the light overflowed from around his body , flickering to light up his outline, the golden U letter logo worn on the chest, flashing a stream of light on the chest of the spreading imperial sky eagle.

Eisenstein, together with all the angels of death behind him, looked at all. Lancelot also subconsciously pressed the sword. The blade made a soft sound in the sheath. The sound was actually very low, but a piece of paper fell here clearly. In the dead silence of the environment, the voice inside the scabbard was particularly conspicuous.

Bell stood behind Vito and frowned at the logo on his chest. The logo was exactly the same as the one on the cloak behind him, which meant that their affiliation was the same, and this was what made Bell feel most disturbed. That man, yes It speaks on behalf of the owner of this sign.

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

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

"I am very sorry for this, all distinguished adults, if I offend 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, That can only be accepted, isn't it? If he refuses, it will appear that he has no tolerance.

Vito sighed lightly and waved his hands, motioning for him to continue, "Since you have already spoken, please continue, Mr. Anthony." "Thank you, sir, your plan just now is excellent and effective, please accept my personal Praise." "Thank you, Mr. Anthony."

Anthony looked up after the compliment, and he looked into Vito's face, the courtesy compliment was over, and the fun part was over.

He raised his head, and 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 the glass and looked around. Seeing that no one identified him, he walked to the table with a wine glass.

He reached out and put the wine glass on the holographic table, and placed it on the vast star map displayed on the table. Below the glass is a star field. Anthony stood by the table and looked down at the blurred planet image under the glass. , put your hands behind your back here.

"Sorry, Marshal, I personally approve of your plans and intentions, but as a subject of the Regent, I must oppose you and order you to regroup your current troops and head to the Ortusa Twin Star Field."

"You said an order?"

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

Antony took out a rolled letter from his bosom, which was curled up with a blue ribbon and sealed with fire wax. He came over and approached Vito with the letter, but was caught by Lancelot. He stepped forward and stopped.

The knight stopped him, and the gray plate armor stood in front of him. After Anthony and Lancelot exchanged glances, the latter stretched out a hand. Anthony also put the letter into the knight's hand with interest, and the latter stared fiercely at him. After glancing at him, he turned and returned to Vito, and handed him the letter.

Lancelot stood beside him with his sword pressed, and the other knights behind him also stood around. Everyone held their weapons and looked at Anthony with hostility, but the latter stood by 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. He broke the fire seal after a moment of silence, opened the letter and looked at it. Bell stood beside him and looked at Vito who was reading the letter. He looked calm and stared at the letter. Looking at the above content, the expression gradually became subtle.

He smoothed the lower half of the scroll with his fingers, and looked at the content below and the inscription 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 while .

"I will carry out the order of the Regent, Cole, and gather the troops."

Cole nodded slightly, but Lancelot on the side became agitated instantly. He glanced at the letter, then pulled out the saber at his waist and pointed it at Anthony. The tip of the sword almost touched his forehead. , where a scarlet blood line flowed out.

Anthony calmly stood with his hands behind his back, and stood there motionless, facing Lancelot's gaze. The latter stared at him with his sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword in his hand continued to move forward, scratching Anthony's skin.

"Guilliman has no right to command the Grand Marshal! He is the Supreme Marshal appointed by the Emperor himself! You have no right to command him!"

"Lord Guilliman is also appointed and removed by the emperor himself as the regent, my lord knight. If I remember correctly, the regent is higher than the marshal." Anthony said without fear. He stood there without any intention of bleeding him Moved by the sword.

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 doubts."

"Fart! I am the son of Lion! I will never obey Robert Guilliman's orders! Me!" Lancelot snapped, while Anthony remained calm, and continued to put his hands behind his back, "Then, the son of Lion also Will obey, and the Dark Angels swear allegiance to the Emperor, and that is to say, to his spokesman, the Regent."

Veins suddenly popped up on Lancelot's forehead. He let out an angry growl and then raised his knight sword, but was stopped when he was about to cut off Anthony's head. He turned his head and looked at the person who was holding him aside. , it was Vito who held him with his own hands.

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

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

"Thank you, young and beautiful lady." "You're welcome, go and sit over there, it's easier to bandage." Yeta gestured to the bench beside him, Anthony was bowing to Vito, and Vito also nodded politely back to him , watched him go aside, then turned to Eisenstein.

"Shrink the line of defense, keep the current star field first, and wait for the other problems to be resolved." "Understood."

Eisenstein disappeared by the table, Vito turned around holding the letter and left, Lancelot followed immediately with a sword in his hand, Bell also looked at Cole worriedly and followed out of the conference room.

Cole looked at them, and Anna beside her silently came up. She put her arms around her back to Cole but got very close, and whispered, "Who will win?"

But Cole just turned around, looking 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 battle between demigods will only bring more trouble.