Warhammer Inquisitor

The capital of the stormy galaxy is very lively today.

After Vito came here, he accepted the suggestion of the local governor and the noble council, and held a grand military parade to celebrate his triumphant return from the mining world Il 4.

It was flattery, of course, and Vito knew it.

But I have to say they did a good job.

The main road of the entire planet is used as a parade avenue, and a lot of decorations have been carried out.

In order to accommodate the armored vehicles, tanks, and machines of the Mechanicus during the military parade, the road was widened and reinforced, and a hero stone pillar was erected every few meters on both sides of the wide road.

Flags were flying, flowers were falling from the sky, and respectable citizens from all over the planet were cheering on both sides.

The more respectable ladies and gentlemen sat alone on the high-rise buildings, enjoying the openness and a better view to participate in the military parade.

Vito is their focus.

He was in a triumphal car, sitting on a golden throne in the black trench coat of the Inquisition.

They suggested that Vito wear more ornate and more eye-catching costumes, but Vito refused. He didn't want to play the scene with them for too long.

On his head was the only golden diadem he had agreed to wear at the last moment.

It was a diadem of golden wheat ears, like the Emperor in the portrait, and every other hero of the Empire they could imagine.

The military parade advances along the central main road.

The Titan was in the distance behind Vito, not participating in the parade, but still standing on the ground.

Towering and majestic.

The heavily armed members of the Imperial Army formed several long lines, while the red-robed Skitarii marched in a standard, mechanically regular formation.

The Fighting Sisters are also among them, they are the reinforcements who arrived in the stormy galaxy not long ago.

Although not involved in previous battles, he was invited to join them.

These ladies became the focus as soon as they appeared on the stage. If Vito's crown was not shining enough, no one would have noticed her.

Added to this were the remnants of Armageddon's legion, and a brand new legion of newly arrived follow-on troops, led by Jarick at the front of the line.

From time to time, Vito raised his hand to signal to the surrounding crowd, and the excitement at the start of the military parade soon subsided amid bursts of cheers.

But I'm afraid Vito will have to endure it for a while, the parade is moving too slowly.

In normal times, the heavily armed imperial army would pass through the avenue at a rapid pace and spread out at the end without any disorder.

But not today.

The National Church team was in front. They were members of the local church and were responsible for leading the military parade. However, they were too slow. Holding the censer and the canopy solemnly, they walked slowly.

It took a while before Vito reached the finish line, which was the headquarters of the local planetary government.

Vito climbed the stairs, surrounded by Olaf, Lancelot and others, and came down in front of the governors. It was a boring exchange of greetings and, of course, flattery.

"Congratulations on your victory, my lord."

"Our Savior"

"Cheers! Cheers to the Emperor's Chosen!"

and so on and so forth.

Then comes the highlight of the military parade, and one of Vito's reasons for being here.

A green skin was tied up with iron chains and escorted to the large ground in front of the headquarters. They let the green alien kneel down.

The beast growled angrily.

But even if he knelt down, his tall body was still shocking enough to make the governor and his nobles present exclaim.

"This alien, he is the alien that invaded this galaxy."

Vito told the tens of millions of residents in the audience that his voice was amplified enough by the surrounding servo skulls and holographic projections for everyone to hear clearly.

"Some people say they are invincible. Their strength is far superior to human beings. They will definitely destroy everything. All we can do is bow down and pray for their tolerance."

As Vito said, he drew out the Phoenix Sword from his waist.

In front of the crowd, he chopped off the green-skinned head that was two or three times bigger than himself.

The sword fell like rain, and in the blink of an eye, the alien's head fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs. It landed in front of the crowd, making them exclaim.

"But he's nothing but flesh and blood."

Vito swung his sword and said, the green skin's blood burned out in the blink of an eye.

"Things that can be killed."

The crowd cheered at some point, and the deafening cheers made the square flags fluctuate with them like waves.

Some went up and kicked and spat on the greenskin's head.

Vito turned around and faced the governor behind him. Ragnar and the others stood in a row on both sides of Vito, making the governor in front of him a little restless.

But his mental quality is still commendable.

"We are here to fight."

Vito said simply, omitting the exaggeration and metaphors that should have been.

"Of course, my lord."

The governor humbly replied.

"We are already waiting for you, and the commander of our Planetary Defense Force will explain the situation to you."

The commander of the Planetary Defense Force was a tall man, dressed in rich clothes, and a fancy ear-covering helmet with a golden phoenix spreading its wings.

Ragnar murmured that he was a coward, because only cowards and people who had never fought in battle dressed like this, and Vito was willing to believe him.

In the following time, he explained the local situation to Vito.

In the beginning, there were too many redundant descriptions, explanations and meaningless metaphors to highlight their few achievements and cover up the existence of many problems

Until Lancelot spoke for Vito.

"Just tell us what's going on, and if you're wasting your time going around in circles, say goodbye to your job."

Later he became more direct.

He emphasized again that the position of the Tempest Galaxy is constantly changing, and it is difficult for the green skins to find it, and even if they do come, they are no longer afraid.

The Stormy Defense Forces have all been mobilized, and the work of recruiting reserves is progressing steadily, and the standing force will soon reach an exaggerated number.

Although Vito is very clear that the number of defense forces is often not directly proportional to the combat effectiveness, but at least it can share some pressure and perform some simple tasks.

Like being a target or something.

He enthusiastically described the local system defense system to Vito.

It was a whole line of defense that spanned the width of the entire galaxy and surrounded the periphery, a group of defensive positions called the Ring of Steel.

It is composed of tens of thousands of combat space stations, deep space gun stations, naval bases and planetary orbital defense systems. The commander-in-chief enthusiastically told Vito that it had resisted the crazy attack of chaos on this place centuries ago, and It paid a huge price.

"We wiped out a full legion here. No, it's two rebel legions!"

he said enthusiastically.

Vito couldn't help showing a wicked smile.

He was showing his knowledge, knowing the ancient vocabulary of Astartes and Traitor Legions.

only.

If they can destroy the two legions here, then the empire must have no honor to crown him. He might as well take the position of Vito, and then Vito will be the commander of the defense force.

"What do you think after listening to it just now?"

After he bid farewell to the commander of the defense force, he turned to ask the four behind him.

"Huh, at least he's good at bragging."

Ragnar shrugged.

"I want to invite him to Fenris. Tell everyone his "glory story" at the reception in Langya Castle. It will definitely be more exciting than Bjorn's story."

His mouth was full of ridicule and ridicule, which made Lancelot beside him couldn't help but smile.

"His exaggeration aside, the Stormy Galaxy's defenses are lax."

Lancelot said.

"Although the Ring of Steel was very reliable in the past, it blocked the attacks of the World Eaters and the Khorne army during the Blood Road War."

"But that was centuries ago in the old imperial calendar, even before events older than our combined age."

Having said that, Lancelot seemed to think of something, and smiled awkwardly at Vito.

The latter also smiled at him and waved his hand.

"Okay, don't talk about it, but it's really not a good memory. After all, the Moon of Disgrace happened after that, and you miscalculated the time. The old wolf also experienced it."

"That was indeed not a good experience, judge, if possible, I don't want to recall Armageddon at that time."

Olaf said bitterly that it was indeed not a good memory, and Vito agreed very much.

"But Lancelot is right."

Olaf nodded affirmatively after a moment.

"That was a long time ago. The Ring of Steel and the entire galaxy defense force are definitely not as good as they were back then. It is definitely not a wise move to fight the green skins here."

"I agree."

Vito nodded and looked towards Ragnar.

"Go and collect the greenskin's body, don't let the lunatics of the state religion burn it, give them the head and keep the rest."

"What are you going to do?"

Ragnar asked.

"You'll know, now, I have to go and look up the books."

As Vito said, he turned around and walked towards the library at the other end of the corridor.