Warhammer Inquisitor

"Did you leave the soul stone to her?"

"Yes, right as a souvenir, or a token?"

It is also a life-saving weapon, Vito thought in his heart, God knows how many things will happen after he leaves, this is a turbulent era, it is always good to have multiple preparations, especially for Olivia and the future Governor Jack .

Vito stood behind the porthole and looked at Jack and his party leaving below. The young future governor was in a very good mood, and he should be. His adoptive mother was still alive, and his fiancée was safe, and he had just been received by the Macragge Honor. received and approved by Guilliman.

At this moment, the big guy was dealing with all kinds of documents that Vito seemed to have a headache, they piled up like a mountain, but Guilliman calmly and calmly flipped through and reviewed his comments.

Vito watched Olivia leave with the children, then turned around.

Guilliman's room on the Macragge Glory was very narrow, not because the room itself was small, but because it was filled with a lot of documents and books, and only a small area around the desk was active. space.

Guilliman also always wears that Fate Armor, he can't take it off, as long as he takes off the toxin in his body, it will kill him, so he always wears that big thing, Vito really doesn't know how he did it Wearing armor to approve official documents.

"Are you enjoying the game you're playing on this planet?"

Guilliman asked without raising his head, reached for the seal, and pressed the seal on the wax.

"It's not bad." Vito replied indifferently, and walked through the narrow aisle between the piles of books to the big window. Outside, the huge fleets of the two expeditionary forces were gathering above Victoria's orbit.

The Macragge Glory and the Emperor's Fantasy stand side by side, surrounded by a huge number of war fleets, as if returning to the time when the expeditionary force first set sail from the solar system.

After the counter-insurgency on Victoria star quickly ended, Guilliman arrived, and he led the Indomitable Crusade fleet to the sky above Victoria.

There was no sign, and there was no notification. Although he said that he sent astrology, it was blocked by the subspace storm, so he came directly.

He didn't come empty-handed either. Before that, the Indomitable Expeditionary Army assisted Eisenstein and his party who fought against Huron. They defeated Huron with a huge force and drove him and the remnants away like lost dogs. Then came here across the starry sky.

"The child needs to gain the respect of the nobles of the planet by himself, not relying on me or the army, but himself." Vito said.

"Only in this way can he become a real governor, and I also want to see if he has this talent."

"So, you used Antony to design an exam for him." Guilliman continued to be busy with the matter at hand, writing and talking at the same time.

Of course, Vito thought, Antony and his wretched rebels were nothing to him, and it would take him no trouble to crush them.

But he didn't, because he wanted to take this opportunity to test the talents of Jack, the future successor of Olivia. He deliberately hid it and designed the crisis situation, but satisfactorily, Jack did It's very good.

It's really pitiful, Vito couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, that guy was just a toy on the chessboard from beginning to end, Tzeentch's was also his own.

"That traitor, Antony, is he dead?" Guilliman suddenly changed the subject without warning.

"Dead, it can be regarded as helping you clean up the door."

"very good."

Guilliman spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened, and Vito did not doubt that Guilliman knew about Antony long ago.

"You already knew he was a traitor, didn't you?"

"There are traitorous and heretical tendencies." Guilliman was very reluctant to say the word heresy. He hated this word extremely, but he couldn't seem to find a more suitable word to replace it.

"In today's empire, anyone with talent, courage and knowledge has this tendency to some extent. Considering the status quo of the empire in the past ten thousand years, it is not difficult to understand."

"Indeed." Vito simply replied, sitting on an oversized book.

"If I have to execute everyone who is inclined to this, then I will be no different from the previous empire." He said without raising his head, "Besides, if it comes to heresy, we may be the entire empire." The greatest heresy."

"Indeed." Vito replied with a smile again.

Guilliman finished reviewing a document and left it on a hill piled up on the ground.

"Besides, I need the help of these "heresy" in my reforms. The Court of History, the Court of Logistics, and the Ministry of Truth are all there. Your Trial Court and the State Church have expressed their dissatisfaction several times."

"Then just ignore them."

"Since you, the boss of the Imperial Secret Police, have said so, then I will not reply to them." Guilliman threw away some letters while speaking.

Afterwards, he was not reviewing the documents, but leaned back on the chair and took a sip from the water glass, "I sent Anthony to you, thinking that the expedition would change him, just like everyone else."

"But it seems that I was wrong. Some people die hard after all." Guilliman said, "But I will try anyway, I am not an inquisitor."

"Let me remind you, I am the judge." Vito walked over with a wry smile, walked through the chaotic room to the table, and threw the box containing the black fragments on the table.

"I won't kill indiscriminately. If I wanted to do this, half of the noble families on this planet would be lost." He said, "Also, Anthony brought some help. Look at this."

Guilliman picked up the box, opened it, and looked at the fragments carefully. He picked it up cautiously, thought about it, and then came to a conclusion.

"Black stone fragments, and they are corrupted."

"That's right, you also received the report of the strange black stele near the Great Rift theater, right? Even if we take down the planet, Chaos will take it away at any cost, or blow it up completely, leaving no dregs behind."

Vito said, pointing to the fragment, "Now we know what it is."

"Anthony can use it to open the gap in the subspace, and he is just a mortal with a little spiritual power. It is hard to imagine the consequences of deploying this kind of thing in large quantities in the galaxy."

"The Great Rift," Guilliman replied decisively, looking up, "Do you know how to destroy these things?"

Vito sat on the table with his hands folded in front of him, "It's fine to blow them up, but you've noticed it too, right? Even if they're destroyed, the chaos pollution in them will leak out, causing a whole planet to suffer years of damage." Pollution troubles."

"Indeed, I have received several handling reports from the Tribunal." Guilliman said, looking at Vito, "Tell me, is it your idea to kill the entire planet without distinguishing it if there is chaos pollution?"

"no."

"That's good."

Vito moved his position to make himself more comfortable, "But I think I can turn off the Black Stone, but I have to find a friend first."

"friend?"

"His name is Traasin. You haven't met him yet, but I don't think you like him."

"who is he?"

"You don't want to know."

Guilliman and Vito were silent for a moment, then stood up after a while, he got up and picked up several large stacks of folders on the table and went to one place to put them down, and then returned with a new stack of application letters.

He returned to the table and put them all on the table.

"I guess, just because you're not going to tell me now, how are you going to save Sanguinius?"

Vito was silent for a moment, but he was not too surprised, "Dante told you?"

"Yes, it's him. I took the Primal Cast Space Marines who were handed over to the Blood Angels to Baal, where I met Dante. He told me, does this make you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no."

"You should know too."

"I think so, but he didn't tell me what you want to do." Guilliman said, but instead of looking at himself, he flipped through the letters on the table.

"I don't think he knows, you do, but you're not going to tell us."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"The time has not come."

Guilliman didn't speak for a while, he just opened the letter and read it, and he opened his mouth after reading three of them.

"Are you sure?"

"have."

"Well, I don't need to ask." Guilliman took up a pen to sign the letter, and then handed it to Vito.

The latter took it and looked at the contents before raising his eyes. Guilliman didn't respond, and he put the quill back on the table.

"I grant you the full authority to take charge of the expedition, and you don't need to ask me, or the Terra Council, to make a decisive decision." He said.

"In addition, you will also have the right to recruit soldiers yourself, form legions and manage recruiting planets as you see fit."

Vito looked at the letter and was silent for a moment, as if he was wondering about something.

"This is not a test, nor is it a temptation." Guilliman saw his own thoughts, "Anthony's matter has brought a lesson, I think, you are more suitable to decide everything by yourself."

"Do you know what this letter represents?" Vito asked.

"I know." He said calmly, "Do you have any questions?"

The silence lasted for a moment, and then ended with Vito's laughter. He put the letter in his arms, "It's gone."

"There is still someone who wants to see you, so I won't participate." Guilliman said, picked up a large basket of letters, and then walked across the room to the door.

The door opened immediately, and Eisenhorn walked in from outside the door. He nodded respectfully to Guilliman, who responded hastily to him and handed over the basket in his hand to Sicarius who was waiting outside the door. .

They left, and only Eisenhorn came in, standing at the end of the pile of books and casting his gaze at Vito at the table.

He jumped off the table, and then waved his hand to signal Eisenhorn to come over. The latter found Vito by the window, and waited for him to ask with his hands behind his back.

"You know my problem, so let's talk." Vito said coldly, and instantly became the cold leader of the trial court again.

Eisenhorn nodded in awe, "As you requested, Your Excellency, I have tracked down the news about the King in Yellow, namely Waldor."

Eisenhorn couldn't help but feel his heart tighten when he said Waldo's name, and his eyes couldn't help but look around, as if he was afraid that the walls might have ears.

Especially the imperial guards seemed to have heard that there were quite a few imperial guards on this ship, many of whom directly served as Guilliman's personal guards and would always be by his side.

"Don't worry, there are only my ears here." Vito said coldly.

"Unless you didn't keep the secret as I asked you to, and said it out loud." Vito said in a murderous tone, which obviously scared Eisenhorn.

"No, no, my lord, only you know." He replied with concern and awe.

"Very well, tell me, what did you find? You know I don't like long speeches, let's get to the point."

"Waldo, he ordered a spy to come to you, Your Excellency."

Eisenhorn said cautiously, and the young face couldn't help but frown, "The spy's identity is hidden very deeply, and he is directly responsible to Waldo himself. Several of my informants in the secret sect died, but all of them His identity has not been found."

"is her."

To Eisenhorn's surprise, Vito emphasized her as a woman.

"We are still investigating."

"No, your work is over." He said with his back.

"Thank you for your service, Inquisitor Eisenhorn, I believe you know how to keep this in your stomach, right?"

"Of course, sir."

"leave."

Eisenhorn bowed and left, leaving only Vito standing in front of the porthole overlooking the vast planet below. He raised his head to look at the Emperor Mirage, looking at the window of the officers' club.

He activated the communicator.

"Miss Petronilla Viva, wait for me in the atrium garden."

Ouroboros bit his own tail, he thought, it's time to take the next step.

Dear friends, for the sake of the emperor, give me a monthly ticket!