Warhammer Inquisitor

Father Mathieu Crecourt stood in the torrential rain. He stood upright in the strong wind and heavy rain, allowing the rain to pour on his head. Those water droplets flowing with broken silver flowed all over his body.

That was the heavy rain from the Imperial Navy. At this moment, the magnificent starships were sliding through the clouds. They poured holy water mixed with mithril from the belly of the battleship. Naturally, it was not real holy water, and it was used to purify religious objects. The filth, but the disinfecting on the chemical level.

The heavy rain of purification will fall all over the world, washing away all the pollution wherever the demons of Nurgle go, the interior of the city will be completely wiped out, and on the ground outside, all obstacles that hinder the march will also be disintegrated. The heavy rain has stopped, and the imperial army will also attack from behind the city walls.

But Mathieu was left behind. He was the war envoy of the expeditionary force. Since he was a low-ranking priest of the state religion, he followed the army on the battlefield of the universe. He was at the forefront of faith against those Asians. Space fiends and followers, but he was left behind, the Primarch refused him participation in the war council, and that said it all.

Mathieu stood in the rain at a loss, he was thinking, the Primarch no longer believed in him, or he had never trusted himself, it is well known that Guilliman does not believe in the state religion, but if that is all, Mathieu does not It would be so distressing, and what really troubled him was that he was doubting.

Doubt the Empire, Doubt the Faith, Doubt Everything... Heresy as it says in the Holy Word, the Holy Word... the Holy Word.

"You are here, Father." said a soft female voice, Mathieu recognized the voice, the girl came out of the rain, but not a drop of rain could touch her, and a circle of light surrounded her body , bounced off all the rainwater like a shield.

The girl came barefoot, but already clothed, but would not have reacted to it without Mathieu, who was a priest anyway, and had sworn to dedicate his life to the Emperor, to women The feelings of love are naturally among them.

"You are really a saint. I saw that your wounds have healed. Was it the emperor who healed you?" Mathieu asked, and he also followed the girl and entered her enchantment. The rain was not there Watering him, a warmth permeated from the girl.

"Who knows? What about you? Father." The girl asked standing beside him, her soft skirt fluttering around her feet.

"How did you get out? Didn't Sister Silence find you?"

"Don't worry about the nun. I have my way. She won't find out that I have left. When she finds out, I have already gone back. But you, Father, how are you?"

"It's bad, it's bad." Mathieu said without hesitation, as if he didn't think about it, the words came out of his mouth, and such words are the truth.

There was no cover-up, no embellishment, no sarcasm, and every word was true. Vito smiled when he heard it. He raised his head and looked down at the land in the rain, "Really? Why?"

"I'm doubting, saint, I'm doubting the faith. I don't understand the words of Lord Primarch." Mathieu said discouragedly, "You really surprise me, Father, since you have no sophistry." What is the point of sophistry in the face of a true saint? A lie cannot deceive you, nor the Emperor."

Yes, if he lied to no one but himself, the Emperor would say nothing, and Vito knew how to tell if a man was lying or telling the truth.

"Hmm...go on, Father." Vito said softly, he didn't speak or interrupt, if the light didn't block the heavy rain, the priest wouldn't even know he was still here.

Perhaps this is exactly what Vito wants. A seemingly empty environment can often stimulate people's inner thoughts the most, and the priest has once again verified this point.

"Master Guilliman said that what we did was not what the Emperor wanted. He laughed at our beliefs. He claimed that the Holy Word was not written by the Empire, but by his brothers." The priest said discouragedly, Doubt, regret and deep self-blame flashed across his face.

"Does this displease you? Father, you resent this sentence." Vito said softly, his voice like drizzle, "What qualifications and reasons do I have to hate a Primarch? Son of the God Emperor? Which of us is qualified? , could claim to know his father better than he did? A son, his favorite son."

favorite? No, I'm not sure, maybe it used to be, like a prisoner behind bars gets a file, but now, he's got better tools, so what's the point of a file?

"What do you want to ask me? I can feel your doubts."

"Tell me, Messenger of God, who wrote the Holy Word?"

"Do you really want to know? Knowing this secret will make you collapse. When you find out, your belief, no, the belief of the state religion will collapse." Vito warned, his tone remained unchanged, but his insight The strong will find a warning in it.

"Tell me, I can bear it." After thinking for a moment, Mathieu said decisively. Vito glanced at him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The Holy Word was written by Lorgar, the emperor's rebellious son. One, and the son who betrayed him in the first place."

Mathieu fell silent after hearing this, his face remained unchanged, but his voice was full of powerlessness when he spoke again, "So, all this is a lie, our belief for thousands of years is wrong, we recited The words of a traitor are equivalent to betraying the Emperor..."

"I said that the truth will break you down, but don't you doubt me? Doubt, I'm lying, maybe that can make you feel better." Vito even said softly, adding that female voice, it was even more like Like a loving goddess.

The priest shook his head. Although he had already collapsed, he still said in a firm tone, "The fact woven by lies is itself a lie. Messenger of God, did we disappoint him?"

"Hmm." Vito responded monotonously. He didn't know if the priest could tell that he was lying. The past emperors would, but the current one, he would be satisfied.

Fortunately, or even a little bit of happiness for Vito, Mathieu didn't notice, he sighed calmly but deeply regretful, "We have let him down, this is a lie, everything in ten thousand years It's all a lie, our beliefs, and even the entire empire are built on lies, why didn't he come to stop us? Angel, why didn't he make a decree until this moment."

In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been countless saints. They all should have the power of emperors and the magnificence of faith. Through this, they defeated all kinds of enemies, and also gave the belief of the state religion the best evidence. A miracle, a miracle again and again, is hard to doubt.

So what's going on with all this? Why, why does the Emperor know it's a lie, yet still weave it, let it thrive?

"I'm telling you the truth, do you want to hear it? Believe it or not, but I promise I won't lie to you." Vito spoke with the same gentle voice and convincing goddess voice.

Her beauty is touching and irresistible, the priest nodded lightly and said indifferently, "Say it, apostle, I don't think there is anything that can move me."

"I am not that Emperor's apostle, but the real Emperor."

"What?" Mathieu asked in amazement. He broke his promise in an instant, but he didn't feel embarrassed, but was deeply shocked.

"I'm not the apostle of the Emperor on the Golden Throne, that's not the Emperor, the real Emperor is dead long ago, it's not him there, it's an evil god, Mathieu, you've been worshiping an evil god for thousands of years. Vito said calmly. What he said was shocking and he wanted to deny it, but his face and tone made it hard to deny.

"What did you say? We...worship an evil god?" Mathieu said in a state of shock that he had never experienced before. He had never collapsed like this before. At this moment, he knew what despair is.

"The thing sitting on the throne, he just wants to abuse your worship and gain the power of faith for himself. You are his sacrifices. With the development of the state religion, as it fuels the flames, the entire human race has become a sacrifice. , for the moment that was sacrificed."

"For what?" When Mathieu opened his mouth, he was filled with fear. He had already conquered fear in the war, but now he has never been so afraid. He is afraid of the answer, but he has a desire to know, like an abyss The cliff jumpers next to him are afraid of the abyss, but they are attracted by it.

"Becoming a god, the cycle of everything will start again, the world will be destroyed, Mathieu, everything you know will be destroyed, it is a world without gods, because there will only be one god, one life, and that is it. said Vito slowly, but firmly, staring into the night, his eyes flashed with angry lightning.

"Above the Emperor... No, any existence that can hear the words of prayer... save us." Mathieu prayed hesitantly, he didn't know who to pray to, he thought he knew, but now he I found myself like being covered in a hood, hitting the wall in a dark room.

He has never felt that this universe is so dark, so hopeless and without light.

At the moment of his collapse, the moment of real collapse, Vito turned around, and he grabbed Mathieu, as if pulling him out of the water, and the latter looked at him tightly, as if That is the last hope.

"I am the emissary sent by the true Emperor, Father Mathieu, he is calling you, he has awakened after thousands of years of sleep, I am his emissary, the era of false emperors will end, the true emperor Will take back the throne, and he needs your help, the Emperor believes in you."

Vito's words seemed to be injected into the lubricating oil of a decayed engine. At that moment, the engine was re-ignited, and Mathieu's heart seemed to be burning with a scorching flame. He held up the torch in the abyss, and saw the sun in the abyss. In the real darkness, one is not deceiving oneself, and those who see the darkness clearly will never stay away from the sun.

"What do you need me to do?" Mathieu swept away the previous decadence, and instantly rekindled his fighting spirit, like the priest in the past, now he knows who he is fighting for.

Not only for the real emperor, but also for himself, for all mankind, never before, he has never had such pride and enthusiasm in his heart.

"You shall obey the Emperor's Chosen order. He is Vito, the Emperor's brother. He knows what the real Emperor is like. He is the Emperor's voice and sword. Go to him and he will tell What do you do, and secondly, Guilliman, the true Son of the Emperor, needs your help."

Vito said solemnly, from a loving goddess to a majestic messenger, like Athena holding a sword and shield, "The false emperor will try to kill him, take me to him, maybe Guilliman is now Not yet able to understand the truth of it all, you have to guide him, Father Mathieu, you have to show him the way, and the first step, you have to take me to help him."

Mathieu nodded abruptly. He knelt down firmly to Vito, as he did when he stepped into the church for the first time, with enthusiasm and hope in his heart. For true hope, "I will not disgrace my mission, I swear, no matter what I pay I will make atonement to the true God Emperor, and I will atone for the sin of betrayal with my compatriots."

"I know you will, go to the head nun, tell her the truth, and save me from the prison of the false emperor." Vito said and kissed Mathieu on the forehead, which of course is not that he likes men , but a trick that Vito had learned from Slaanesh once, when his kiss was left on Mathieu's head, his soul would disappear from the Emperor's eyes.

In the dark, he can really be better, to complete the mission Vito entrusted to him without being discovered, and Mathieu will do that with enthusiasm, treating Vito as he treats... the real emperor.

Did Vito tell a lie? I don't know, but I think he is not all lies, at least for him, the real emperor is indeed dead long ago.

"For the Emperor." Mathieu said piously, Vito held his head and responded softly, "For the Emperor."

After saying that Vito left, he disappeared suddenly, and the heavy rain fell on Mathieu again, as if he had never appeared, but when Mathieu looked up, he knew what he should do.

In the shadows in the distance, Vito appeared there, and he stepped into the darkness of the corridor and spoke to Eva beside him, "The priest has entered the game, the chessboard has started to move, notify Curz and others, take the next step .”

As he spoke, he walked into the darkness, and with the sound of his footsteps, the clock's gears turned, and midnight was coming.