Warhammer Inquisitor

The sun slanted down from a high place, and the majestic gun barrel stood like a sword under the sky. The sun's rays spread over its gun body like a thin shawl, and the golden light shone like golden fine sand on a warm coast.

Its muzzle is aimed at the sky, and around it, more barrels are densely arranged like a phalanx of long guns. Half of the giant barrel of the turbolaser cannon protrudes outside the thick concrete fortress. Around it, more Many gun barrels stood up densely, pointing the black barrels directly at the sky.

Their mission is to meet any enemies from above the dome, and now, there is nothing there, only clouds, blue sky, and the sun, so there are no people on this fort, only two people walking here.

"Are you ready to do this a long time ago? Cancel the five hundred world decree that you personally signed?" Vito stepped down from the gun barrel, holding his arms in the passage between two anti-aircraft heavy artillery sandbags. Behind him, a towering The upper weapon platform, more weapon muzzles are standing there.

"The decree was signed to overturn another decree, so naturally it can be overturned again." Guilliman said, walking to the edge of the fortress, where there is a high wall with a reinforced concrete body attached to it , defending those on the platform from direct fire.

But for Guilliman, it was just a place like a handrail. He leaned there, overlooking the city of Macragge in the sunlight below. In the distance, snow-capped mountains, peaks, and sapphire-like oceans gradually appeared.

The breeze blew on his face, blowing the short blond hair around, and Guilliman closed his eyes, enjoying the brief silence under the sun.

"This place is very proud of you, right?" Vito also leaned against the low wall, but he leaned against the lower designed window. Around the rolled steel reinforced window, the sunlight was making the iron armor reflect the dazzling light.

"Of course it makes me proud. When I wake up and know that this place is still the same as before, instead of falling into the abyss like the outside, I feel very comfortable and proud from the bottom of my heart."

Guilliman sighed for a long time, and slowly opened his blue eyes, the sun shone on them, shining brightly like the best gems in the hands of a jeweler, "Only when I come back here Only then can I feel that hope still exists, and everything will be just as it was when we stepped into the stars for the first time, and when we first came into contact with this world."

"Yeah, Macragge, Ultramar has been like heaven for the past 10,000 years. I like to come here every time I go on vacation, sometimes with a girl." Vito smiled, lying on the gun port , here will be a soldier's combat post in wartime, and in peacetime, here is the best viewing window.

The land of Macragge extends below, like a chessboard, with mountains, rivers and oceans neatly spread out on top of it, spreading in all directions until the end of the land.

"And it is precisely because of this beautiful scenery that they will not easily give up their lives that are different from those in other parts of the empire. This is tantamount to dragging them into hell with your own hands."

Vito leaned there, turned around and put his hands on the window, turned his head to look at Guilliman, who looked up at the land of Macragge, his hair was gently lifted by the breeze, his light blue eyes Glittering, like a beautiful scroll, printed on the paintings of this world.

"I know, but Macragge is part of the Empire, and no matter how much time has passed, no matter how much has happened in this universe, we are all human beings, me, you, the people of Macragge and Ultramar, The split of the long night will never happen again, and this time, I will not stand by again."

"Are you still feeling guilty about the Second Empire?"

"I always would, Vito, if I hadn't done that, what I hadn't done in Macragge and Lion, Jill, if I had pulled up the whole team and rushed to Tay at any cost before the storm in the warp was over. Well, maybe everything will change."

Vito shrugged his shoulders, leaned against the shooting port and looked up at the sky above his head. The bright sun shone on his face. Guilliman overlooked the snow-capped mountains in the distance. Its white mountains stood tall and warm. Two peaks, Standing like fangs under the sky.

"Russ did that, and Khan, Jill, they all went to Terra and were there in that final hour, beside him, and I was supposed to be there too, to end the rebellion."

"No, you can't end it. That child will definitely die there, just like him." Vito closed his eyes, and the chessboard in Terra appeared in front of his eyes. There were many chess pieces and double-edged swords on it. Shields, queens, knights and chariots all have their place on the chessboard.

The rider stood at the table and played that chess with the man in the robe, they played it many times, countless deduction, countless calculations, but nothing changed, the pieces would still go to their places, wolf The collision with the king, the beginning and end of everything, is the destined end of the chess game.

"You went to the Statue Hall?", "You really know everything.", "How can I say that I also eat this bowl of food and information, and the statues there have not been demolished.", "Yeah, really Luckily, the Tyranids didn't tear them apart, but I don't remember many faces, and I don't see how the statues are right."

"Do you still remember?" Guilliman looked at Vito, who shook his head after a moment of silence, "I remember some, but there are many more, I also forgot, I have seen many faces, but I forgot more."

"Yeah, I forgot too, or it's better to say that I never read it carefully." Guilliman patted the book on his waist while speaking, and the scarlet language of the Holy Word was on one side, like a book under the sun. Glittering like gold.

"Did you read it?", "Yeah, read it, I never read his book, I took it as a joke, but now I find out, I never really knew him, them."

Guilliman sighed heavily and long, "Looking at it now, I am like a blind man. I have never understood them. We say we are brothers, but we are like strangers. Now that I think about it, many There have been signs, but like a blind man, I have never seen clearly."

"Do you still hate him?", "Hate? Well... I think, no, Vito, I don't know if I hate him or not, the years have diluted my memory, and there is anger." Guilliman looked up Blue sky, blue eyes sparkling, "I stood in front of their statues, thinking more of the past, I discussed science with Magnus in the pyramid, and discussed war skills with Perturabo, And have a drink with Horus."

"And him, Perfect City... I never apologized to him. I was so arrogant that I thought he deserved it. Maybe it was, but none of us comforted him. We are human beings. , not God, but no one does that, and in the end, that's how it is."

"You understand him now?", "No, I still don't want to believe his point of view, but, this is the first time I've tried to understand him, and he has some things to say, such as, a real god Need to abandon your humanity, ruthless, and fearless.", "You mean, him?", "Yeah, I'm starting to understand the old man, his things, his... behavior."

Vito was silent for a moment, looking at his boots illuminated by the sun, and the overlapping nails on its back, "Is this what's bothering you these days?"

"Yeah, I'm trying to understand him, or rather, become like him, but I don't want to be like that. At first, I wondered, should I be like that? Until I got here .”

Guilliman leaned on the handrail and looked down at the city below. They were shining in the sun, and the silver buildings were shining with each other, like a sandbar, which made people's eyes blurred. Taste, no matter how the city changes, it's always the same there.

Bitter, cold, and nostalgic, Guilliman raised his head and looked at the undulating sea of ​​Macragge in the distance, "My father, Connor, taught me how to be a king, he said, Child, when you descended from the sky, all the seas of Macragge whispered your name."

"You were picked up from the sea? This is the first time I've heard of it.", "Yes, a child was picked up from a valley tangled in seaweed, dirty, but my father adopted me anyway, He lifted me out of the water and called my name, Guilliman."

"He told me that our family will eventually become the greatest consul and lead our people to the future. They will love us back. Strength and swords are our strength, but the real source of strength is kindness."

Guilliman raised his head and looked at the ever-flashing sun, the sun of Macragge. He was not the cold sun on the golden throne, but a warm sun, warming this land, shining and caring for its people. All living beings, generation after generation, reproduce and thrive.

Guilliman was silent for a long time, then let out a breath slowly in the sea breeze, opened his firm eyes, "I will not be him."

After hearing this, Vito thought for a while, then stood up with a slap on the gun, "Then I'll go, someone has to do it, right?"

As he said that, Vito started to walk away. He walked to the distance of the roof of the fortress. Guilliman turned to look at him, "Vito, you don't have to do this to get your hands dirty."

"Someone has to do it, kid. They won't agree voluntarily. Someone has to be the one who forces them." Vito put his hands on his belt as he walked, with a smile on his face, "Let me This uncle, let’s do one more thing for you, and let’s talk about it.”

"I can't wash my hands anymore."

Speaking of which, Vito walked into the shadow under the cannon, where a person was waiting for him, and Vito walked into the shadow with him, leaving Guilliman in the sun.

Not much to say, just a word, asking for a monthly ticket