Warhammer Inquisitor

The moonlight shone in from the window, and the bright moonlight was as clean as snow. The residential area of ​​the Governor's Mansion was very high, high enough to penetrate the smog and cloud of the factory.

The faint moonlight shone on the head of the bed, and shone on the gray-green curly long hair. Her face was peacefully asleep as picturesque, and her shoulders rose and fell from time to time with light breathing.

Vito, who was on the bed beside her, sat up, looked at Olivia's sleeping face, then quietly got out of bed, put on his pants, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room quietly.

He didn't wake her up. After the door opened silently, he followed the moonlight to the corridor, and then raised his hand as if instinctively catching something that was still coming.

He glanced at the thing, "Back?"

The person he was asking was in the shadows, but soon she was in the moonlight, her silver hair shining in the moonlight.

"Yes, if you ask, everything went well and no one found me."

"No surprise, you didn't cause any trouble, did you? I mean."

"Yes, no one died, just as you hinted." Sarah said leaning against the door, leaning her back on the porch and looking in, "It seems that I had a good time while I was busy."

Vito remained silent, while Sarah laughed and stretched her arms, "Don't worry, I'm not that stingy. Since we will have fun with other people, then you have the right to do so too."

"Is she still satisfying you?" She asked again in a challenging tone after a while, but Vito didn't answer, he closed the door silently, and then walked into the living room on the first floor with the camera in his hand.

Sarah shrugged and followed silently, her steps were light as if floating, her long silver hair swaying with the moonlight, and Vito spoke again only after they arrived in the living room.

"I didn't ask you to do this, right?" He said, sitting on the dark sofa, the moonlight shining through the steel frame from the tall floor-to-ceiling windows on one side hit half of his body.

"But you want it right? You don't trust me, so you need something more convincing. Seeing is believing."

"Sarah."

"Don't say such provocative words. You know that I don't have a cold. You and I know the facts." She said nonchalantly, and then sat on another single sofa as nonchalantly, with her legs crossed, bathed in the moonlight Down.

"Okay, don't look at me with those eyes, open that thing and have a look." She said, "It also saves me from having to describe it again, it's troublesome."

Vito did as he did. He activated the camouflaged camera's rear screen to check. When he was watching, everyone kept quiet. The whole living room was silent, and it seemed that even breathing had disappeared. Only the low voice of conversation sounded from time to time in the screen.

He finished watching it quickly, then turned off the camera and threw it aside, "Their plan is good, in fact, I can't help but want to praise them."

"Tzeentch thought of an interesting idea this time. Use the empire's method to deal with me. If I forcefully solve it, I will confront Guilliman and Terra. If I don't solve it, I will only suffer bitter fruit."

"But the plan was exposed from the very beginning. You sent two undercover agents." Sarah said lightly.

"Tell me, does that chick know you've sent someone to spy on her?" she muttered, examining her nails with spitting polish.

"Is this the same when Lily and you usually take risks?"

"Didn't you empathize with her?"

"Indeed, but Lily doesn't know if you also sent someone to follow her." Sarah said, "It's like you sent me to follow Petronilla."

The hall fell silent, he was silent for a while and then shook his head, "No, I didn't, do you believe me?"

He answered calmly and simply. Sarah didn't look at him or speak. She just nodded silently after listening, and then leaned on the sofa and stretched her arms.

"So what are you going to do? Kill them?" she asked.

"No, that would be too troublesome. Tzeentch hasn't finished the game yet, and he will find new pieces to put on the table. I don't intend to re-guess what he is going to do."

Vito turned the table and picked up a pen, "I plan to continue playing, let them put all the cards on the table, and then eat them all at once."

He continued, putting his hands on his knees, "Besides, anyway, Anthony was sent by Guilliman. If I want to kill him, there must be an absolutely suitable reason that he cannot refute, lest other People chew their tongues, give Tzeentch more room to play."

"In this way, Tzeentch will be able to calm down for a while, and he will rethink how to calculate me. It will take a while, and I will not have to deal with these troubles for a while."

Sarah nodded, and put one leg in front of her face. The nun's combat uniform on her body fit her whole body, and she looked as if she was not wearing any clothes under the slightly dimmed light.

"So what are you going to do? Wait and see?"

Vito leaned on the sofa, the pen in his hand was as dexterous as a skinning knife, "Let them think they can win, put out the bait, let them eat it, and then eat the next one."

"In the end, at the right time, at the right place, I will take the prey." He smiled, as if he was playing someone, and Sarah glanced at him, then shrugged.

"Sounds very interesting, so how are you going to get them hooked and use her as a bait?" Sarah said, looking back at the bedroom door on the second floor.

Vito looked at the closed door and was silent for a moment. He folded his hands in front of his face, "I will arrange everything, she will be fine, but I will let them believe that everything is as they imagined."

Sarah shrugged slightly, and lifted her long hair at the back of her head. Her snow-white hair danced in the moonlight, like a falling snowflake.

She was sitting on the sofa, Miaoman's body was like the best dream, Vito looked at her silently, she also looked over, the two looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

The clock ticked at midnight, accompanied by the pendulum, and the footsteps of the guards of the governor's mansion in the distance gradually became clearer. In this silence, they sat at each other's positions and looked at each other.

After a while, Sarah stood up, "Go back, go back to your bed, as if she found you disappeared, she won't be as generous as me."

After saying that, Sarah turned and left. Vito stood up unconsciously and looked at her, "Sarah."

he yelled, and she stopped, listening and then smiled in the moonlight, "Forget it, anyway, you and I have nothing to say besides business, and you don't want to talk to me, do you? , you are silent."

He remained silent, as Sarah expected, she shrugged, and casually threw a spirit stone to Vito, who also caught it.

"It's empty, use it." After saying that, she stepped into the shadows at the edge of the living room and disappeared without a trace, leaving Vito standing alone in the living room.

Standing under the setting moon, he saw the portrait of the emperor on the TV cabinet, and he placed it there, staring at himself wordlessly.

"Shut up, I know."

After saying that, Vito picked up the camera on the sofa, he walked up the stairs on the second floor, and walked on the creaking steps to the window where he left.

No one knew of the midnight conversation, only the Emperor in the painting witnessed it all.