Warhammer Inquisitor

Bell looked at the letter in his hand through the starlight outside the window. He didn't expect Vito to show them the letter, but Bell just glanced at it before Lancelot snatched it away.

He had long been impatient with Bell's word-for-word reading, and quickly glanced at the content after snatching it away, and then, as expected, he threw the letter on the ground fiercely, "It's unreasonable! Who do they think we are?! Slave ?!"

Lancelot cursed with the most vicious words, cursing the person who wrote this letter, Bell bent down and picked it up, he knew why Lancelot was so angry, the content of the letter was indeed very direct, no, it should be It is more appropriate to say that there is no forced number.

The whole letter is full of superiors' arrogant attitude towards subordinates. There is no explanation throughout, only orders to be obeyed. Anyone who receives such a letter will be furious.

"Tera and Guilliman have crossed the line more and more. They first took over the planets we built, and then banned the planetary government we established without asking our opinions, and then withheld all the supplies from the foundry world. Now it's the letter again!"

Lancelot was walking back and forth in the corridor, constantly swearing in the language of his native Cologne, with a lot of unintelligible words mixed in the Gothic language, but Bell knew it was not because of his demeanor and tone What a good word.

"What is Guilliman doing here? Thinking he is the Emperor? Is he trying to replace all Primarchs and become the king of space fighters?"

"He is the Regent appointed by the Emperor himself, you should control your emotions." Bell looked at the letter and said, he could finally continue to read the letter, Lancelot did not come to snatch it, but strode past and shouted Cursed, and cursed Guilliman by name.

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

"What bullshit regent?! Since he thinks he can order the son of Ryan like a master?! Who gave him the guts?! If Ragnar is here." "Then you two can be shot 10,000 times .”

Vito said unhurriedly, standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, Lancelot turned to him and cursed secretly, this time referring to him, "You just stand here and look at the stars?"

"Then according to your suggestion, I should immediately gather all the other primarch heirs and return to Terra to confess to Guilliman? Then what? Then lock Guilliman up, or simply kill him?"

Vito looked at the stars outside the window, and bluntly stated what Lancelot was thinking. Although he would not admit this heresy, he thought so in his heart, and he could know it without reading his mind.

"We can't do that, it will just lead to more trouble, so calm down." "Every time you get angry, you are like Ragnar, completely useless brains, in every way."

"And there is something wrong with this letter." Bell said suddenly, he looked at the crumpled letter carefully, and looked at the contents word by word.

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

Bell said, waving the crumpled letter, "Didn't you realize that the content on it was all typed out?" Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then went up to take the letter and looked at it again. The printed fonts are neatly created by machines.

But Lancelot still didn't understand, he looked up at the letter and raised his head again, "What's the matter?" "You idiot, calm down your mind first, think carefully, how could the star language communication use typeface? "

Bell snatched the letter from Lancelot, he went to Vito's side, opened the letter together with him and looked carefully, Lancelot behind him also pondered for a moment, and soon reacted.

"Damn! Why am I as useless as Ragnar?"

That's right, Terra and the fleet are separated by more than half the Milky Way, any news from Terra will only be transmitted in astrology.

The astronomical communication does not use computers to record at all. In order to avoid possible electronic corruption, all astronomical content is translated by an astropathic apprentice and hand-written on special parchment, not to mention the printed fonts. Problem, this letter isn't even parchment.

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

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

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

Vito walked to the window not far away. Behind him, Bell handed the letter to Lancelot. Now the wording of this letter is outrageous and rude, and the reason for irritating readers everywhere is simple. This is Deliberately sowing discord, in the name of Guilliman, sowing the relationship between the Regent and the Supreme Marshal.

This can be described as sinister and clever, but the master of this conspiracy obviously missed something. First, he made a mistake in some details, thinking that no one would find out, but he obviously underestimated Vito.

And his knowledge of Guilliman.

Guilliman was a seasoned politician. Even if he asked others to obey his orders, he would not use such rude words. This would only lead to resentment and hostility, and Guilliman could not have been unaware.

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

"That Anthony is a spy?" Lancelot put down the letter and looked up. Vito didn't answer immediately. He raised his head and looked up at the distant stars. Bell came up quietly when he saw this, and he came to Vito's side.

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

"Anyone can get the letter. Even if we go to check with Tyra, it's meaningless. When they reply, Anthony himself is probably going to die of old age."

"Besides, with the sieve-like government of the empire, do you really think you can find anything? In the building of Terra, whether there are many people loyal to the empire or spies is a problem."

Besides, as far as Vito knows about the imperial government officials, as long as the money is enough, they don't mind selling you anything at all.

From small officials as big as sesame seeds and mung beans to planetary governors, they can be bought. The only difference is the price, which is why there are so many incompetent officials in the empire.

Ordinary ships leak from the bottom, but the ship of the Empire leaks from the top and bottom together.

"Don't startle the snake." Vito whispered, and Bell nodded understandingly, "Then what should we do, should we still go to the Double Star Domain?" "Go, of course, I want to see who thinks it's okay to play me .”

"But it can't be done exactly in that way."

Vito said and turned his head, "Go and contact Loken quietly, and ask him to bring all the Luna Wolves to help Eisenstein, and just send Rex back with one or two companies, just for appearance."

Lancelot immediately understood. He handed the letter to Bell and left. Bell and Vito looked at Lancelot who was going away, "What are you doing now?"

"The meeting will definitely not be held. Is there any other arrangements for today?" "The delegation of the speaker made an appointment in the afternoon. I guess you will dismiss it before?" "But not now, go and meet them, just Dang, cover up people's eyes and ears."

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

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