Warhammer Inquisitor

Vito sat on the stone steps. He was in a quiet inner room, which was isolated from the hustle and bustle of the banquet hall outside. Everything was very quiet and suitable for interviews.

Bell’s voice didn’t come from outside the sand curtain. He was outside with a few Astartes guards. Of course, when someone came to be summoned, he would announce their names in a loud voice. One, or two key titles.

Although Bell yelled those names, Vito hardly remembered any of them, and he didn't have any impression of them at all, just like watching the lights on horseback, the gorgeous skirts and dresses were all the same in his eyes.

Then those people would come in, walk in front of him in this dark and quiet inner room, then kneel in front of him, trembling under the gaze of other Astartes guards around them.

Vito is not here alone, Olivia, Tirvan, Sarah, and Anthony are all here, in addition to the guards led by Lancelot.

He stood behind Vito holding a sword, without wearing a helmet, but that was more effective, he stood silently in the shadows, only his face flashed from time to time under the flickering firelight, his every move could scare the people in front of him Gotta piss my ass.

That's fine, really, when Vito's tired of talking to someone, just a hint and Lancelot will hit the ground with his scabbard or drive them away with a piercing look, most people They would all run away in a hurry, disrespectful and funny.

This became Vito's best pleasure in this long night, watching those idiots' expressions, reactions and frightened movements, just like watching a group of little mice in a cage, made him smile from time to time.

Vito once again admired the funny appearance of a group of people when they left, especially the action of one of the elders tripping and falling on the carpet when leaving, which made Vito laugh brilliantly.

He watched them leave silently, and then straightened up. Lancelot stood behind him holding his sword, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Vito chatted with Sarah for a few words, and then pricked up his ears. He heard the noise outside and approaching footsteps.

"Bell, tell them I don't want to see any more sycophants tonight." Vito was full of boredom, "I've heard enough flattery and sycophants, let them go."

"No, Your Excellency, it's not those people." Bell replied from outside the curtain, a huge shadow was reflected on the cloth, "It's Jack Johnson, and the young lady he brought, Wen Yanale."

Vito raised one eyebrow, and sat back on the buttocks that had stood up. He straightened his posture and waved his hands, "Let them in."

They came in, the tall curtain was lifted, and Jack walked in with a young lady with light pink hair. They looked around at the dark angels around them, and the knights formed a circle and stood in the corner of the surrounding walls.

Under the silent gaze of the knights, they came to the front, and Vito watched them without speaking, but waited for their reaction.

"Your Excellency Marshal, it is a great honor to see you again." Jack bowed to himself, although the gesture was not very standard and needed to be improved.

Olivia frowned watching him, but when she looked at the girl, she showed a relieved smile, and her actions became much more standard, her manners were decent, elegant and calm.

She curtseyed and lifted the two corners of her skirt, "Your Excellency."

"Is Wen Yaner right?" Vito asked.

"Yes, sir."

She answered cautiously, perhaps because she was intimidated by the momentum around her. Even those experienced soldiers would be afraid in front of the Astartes, let alone the children of the dark angels who are known for their seriousness and coldness. in front of it.

Vito stood up with a smile, he came to Vinya Nar and motioned her to look up, and the latter did look up at him, he stared into her eyes, now he knew why Olivia let her be her own Heir fiancée.

Those eyes reminded Vito of the hive princess who was in trouble when he first met Olivia. Her eyes were very similar to Olivia.

Those are the eyes of a lion cub, majestic, ferocious, cleverly hiding its true face and claws with silence and low profile, only showing up at the most critical moment, to deal a fatal blow to the enemy who underestimated her.

"A good girl, no wonder you picked her, lucky boy." Vito smiled at Jack, who blushed.

"Your heir will have a good wife, and his heir will have a good mother."

Olivia nodded in response, but the older Tierfan was not so sure. He stared at Wen Yanar with obvious disgust in his eyes.

"I think so, our luck, the Victorians' luck."

When he found that Vito was looking, Tierfan said reluctantly, rather reluctantly, and Vito looked back at the two children in front of him.

"When is your engagement ceremony?"

"Three days later, in the Cathedral of Salvation." Olivia replied from behind, and Vito nodded approvingly after hearing this.

"I will personally participate, recite prayers and send blessings for you."

"Really?" Jack was obviously excited, and he didn't hide it, and Vito responded with a smile.

Jack happily looked at his fiancée beside him, but suddenly his smile froze. He frowned, his eyes clouded with resentment.

Wen Ya Naer seemed to understand, and reached out to hold Jack, but he broke free from her, and looked up into Vito's eyes.

"Your Excellency, I have an accusation against Yarfan, the daughter of Duke Tirvan."

Jack spoke uprightly, with firm eyes shining in his eyes, "On the way here, in the corridor, Miss Yarfan viciously cursed and humiliated Miss Wenyanal."

Jack's words had a bit of a knight's taste, like a brave young rider, which attracted Lancelot's approving gaze, but behind him, Tierfan's face was not as satisfactory.

"I think it's just a quarrel between children." Tierfan said, quickly regaining his composure with a look of contempt.

"The usual arguments we all had as children and boys would even fight over it."

He continued, and Jack immediately frowned, anger welling up in his heart, "The usual quarrel? She called her."

Jack refrained from uttering the words, but the ugly expression on his face showed the viciousness of the words. The young boy raised his head and looked bravely at Tirvan.

"I ask for your apology! Your Excellency, formally apologize to Wenyanal for your daughter's words." Jack said, Vito saw the look on Tiervan's face, he frowned, his face was full of anger.

"Jack."

Wen Yanaer took Jack's hand and said in a low voice, "Don't cause a stalemate because of me, it's not worth it, you still need it."

"No! If I can't even defend the reputation of my future wife, how can I talk about safeguarding the Victorian people and the empire?" Jack raised his head, the little boy looked like a giant Astartes for a moment.

"Please apologize, Your Excellency Tierfan, I am waiting."

The thoughts in Tierfan's heart were reflected on his face, but he saw Vito's calm eyes, and Lancelot's more majestic eyes behind him, as if they were waiting for him.

Tierfan let go after a while, and he looked at Wen Ya Naer with great reluctance, "I apologize to you on behalf of my little girl, Miss Wen Ya Naer, please forgive me."

Wen Ya Naer nodded slightly in response, and Jack also raised his head proudly, just like a dragon slayer protecting the princess in the painting.

Vito looked at Tierfan's face and smiled, "Okay, that's all for now, go, dance and laugh, and enjoy today's happy night."

Jack and Wenyanal bowed to Vito, and then they left holding each other's hands. The curtain was opened again, and they walked into the colorful lights.

"I'll take my leave too, Your Excellency." Not long after, Tierfan also said suddenly, facing Vito with an extremely embarrassing expression, apparently what happened just now made him unwilling to stay here any longer.

"There are still guests and friends waiting for me. I have something to discuss with them. Please allow me to leave."

Tierfan turned and left after saying that, but Vito reached out his hand to stop him just a few steps away.

"Hope is a pleasant thing." Vito said with cold eyes, and his words were full of warning. Tierfan looked at him and was silent for a moment.

"For the sake of the emperor, Your Excellency, and only for the sake of the emperor, I will take my leave." After saying that, he left, turned and left.

"I also left first to preside over the banquet. God knows how many troubles can be caused if I'm not here." Olivia also said immediately after, exchanged glances with Vito, and left after receiving his nod.

She walked out of the inner room and went to the noisy area. Vito stood in front of the curtain and watched as the lights were re-covered. Behind him, Anthony came forward silently with his hands behind his back, his head held high with interest. .

"What's your opinion?" Vito asked without warning.

"That child, Jack Johnson, should marry Tierfan's daughter, not Miss Wenyanal." Anthony said skilfully, "She is of humble origin and will attract the resentment of the noble group. His Excellency Tierfan has already told her to marry her." I described this worrying possibility."

"Yarfan is the wife he should marry. Her blood exists, her noble birth is recognized by the nobles of all planets, and her family is very rich. Such a marriage can make the planet Victoria more stable, and vice versa."

"Are you implying that I might rebel?"

"Hint? No, I'm just stating a possibility. As the Supreme Marshal, your responsibility is to quell the unrest."

"Then I'm glad I'm the High Marshal and not you."

Vito turned around, stared at Anthony in front of him, and said in a stern tone, "I don't need you to remind me of my responsibility, Sir Anthony, the planet Victoria is still calm, unless there is turmoil, otherwise this is the internal affairs of the planet, you and I are too inconvenient Intervene."

Anthony and Vito looked at each other for a moment, then nodded respectfully in response, "As you wish, Your Excellency."

"I also have an appointment to leave first. If you need to know, it was Miss Petronilla who asked me to lead her to the banquet tonight. After all, you are very busy."

"Understood, take good care of her." "As you said."

Anthony left, and also stepped into the light from the noise, watching his back for him, "Sarah, follow him, don't be found."

Sarah nodded slightly, and patted Vito on the shoulder as she passed by, and then disappeared into the light. Vito saw that her appearance changed in an instant, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Lancelot held the sword and looked at Vito, who smiled and sat back on the slate.

"The show has begun."