Warhammer: Start with a dog

Ordinary moments at the 5th cruise port -

"Come on, come on -! Please come here, everyone, please look here and pay attention to these flags! The five-color star represents the destination of the procession at the Torch Square and the Holy Restaurant. If you plan to go to the hotel to settle down first, just bring the bed with you. Follow the patterned flag... Your first destination after disembarking is different, our team flag is different, you must follow the flag, don't go wrong, you say? What? Oh... yes, my team here is leading the devout people to the Torch Square... What? Are you here to re-walk the road of St. Drusus and plan to pay a visit to the cathedral? Want to see if there is a priest who recruits devout servants to spread the glory of the emperor outside the mouth? ...Ah, this is no longer the case here...eh?"

The tour guide looked at what was carefully but quickly pushed into her hand. She was about to say no, but she looked at these bullets again in surprise: these are some very rare and precious exorcism bullets, and they are mortal firearms. Available, this is even rarer. Even if she cannot immediately tell their specific functions, she can still see their preciousness and power. They are made of moonsilver material that is often rubbed in the palm of their hands and the craftsmanship of the seals is full of sacred runes. This is illustrated nicely and without words. It has to be said that compared with the throne coins and the like that she originally wanted to sternly reject, these cute little things really made her happy, and as a relative with a junior on duty, she really used them. With this.

Therefore, the tour guide thought for a while and did not leave his post immediately. Instead, he signaled the other person to wait a moment. He continued to guide the people slowly moving forward into several groups and arranged them under different tour guides. At the same time, he held down the communication rosary and muttered a few words until Someone hurriedly ran out of the duty room and took her place, and she turned her attention back to the old man waiting patiently for her.

"Okay, now I can take the time to explain to you. These bullets are considered the employment remuneration you paid me, because we are not allowed to accept bribes, but we will also punish the bribers, so if someone comes to you later, When handing out the questionnaire, you'd better say that you paid a lot of money to hire me as a personal tour guide, so that's good for you. I'm fine. What? No, no, sir, I'm just an employee of the Roaming Port security company under the Carosini Dynasty, not a Roaming Port officer. Of course, I used to belong to the 24th Cardia Regiment. But I chose to retire here and go to work... Also, when you came here, didn’t you hear about all the miraculous miracles here? How many people have been sheltered and how many ships and people have been saved from disasters? Why do you still want to worship the cathedral? Even the priests of the cathedral are trying to communicate with you nobles except when they are on duty. Angelic pastors debate the Bible! Ah, it turns out that you set out more than four hundred years ago...but it only lasted one year. It’s no wonder that you arrived here in 0 months. You really don’t know what happened here. The fact that you can escape from the subspace safely is really the blessing of the God Emperor and the Holy Pius Torch! Families like yours who are lucky enough to arrive here should get a job right here and send their kids to school!”

The person to whom the talkative and rosy-faced tour guide gave such enthusiastic advice was a simply dressed old man with prosthetic eyes and heavy biochemical prostheses for his arms, legs and feet. His hair was almost completely white, and his face was filled with the vicissitudes of life. There are many old scars, making it difficult to accurately judge his age. Standing next to him was a boy who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He had a face that was frightened and malnourished, and his lips were trembling in confusion. His clothes were thin and dirty. He didn't know whether he felt cold or scared. The boy tightly held the hand of a tall, thin and silent woman. The woman's whole body was shrouded in the shadow of a thick burqa. The face cannot be seen clearly, but it gives people a feeling of exhaustion and endurance, but in any case, they seem to be a family of three. This kind of strange situation between husband and wife is not uncommon. The tour guide is not surprised, as long as they don't Just cause trouble in the roaming port, or get bumped into by some noble adults who often cause headaches to the people below.

"No, what school? It's so valuable to send children to school... How can people like us... be qualified to send our children to a national religious school or Zhongsi College? We sold the farm passed down by our ancestors and prepared to travel along Drusus Following the footsteps of other saints on the pilgrimage road... Hey, thanks to the blessing of the God Emperor! We have traveled more than half of the star! When all the expenses are spent, we will find a place to stay locally, and it must be a saint. Guide us to settle there.”

"Hi! Then I say, since we are almost gone, why not live here? Do you still expect to find a better place to live elsewhere? Besides, we don't have Chuji Academy here, but we have several nearby There are no schools in the Star District! Mr. Carosini just said his famous motto a few days ago, "No matter how poor you are, you can't afford education." '! After listening to Pastor Li Kaiwen's explanatory sermon on Proverbs, I think it makes sense! It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. You just need to listen to a few more public sermons by angel pastors and you will understand. . But you just said a farm? So you are a farmer with management experience? Oh, what a shame."

The tour guide was a strong and tall woman with short hair, purple eyes, and was very enthusiastic. When she raised her arms, they were almost as thick as the little girl's waist. There were some old scars on her face. The old man from the agricultural world was slightly surprised to hear this and raised his intact eye to take another careful look at the woman in front of him.

"What a pity? What a pity? Are we, the mud-legged people, not allowed to enter here now?" The old man was obviously a little nervous. He held his hat tightly and seemed to be looking around. "Then where can we find a place to set up a tent and sleep on the ground, or a travel inn for us low-class people to live in? Kind lady? It will take a while for the pilgrimage ship to set off again. You see, I got a disease when I gave birth. I can't stand the light or water. I will fall down when the wind blows! Alas! Alas! We can't afford the best hotel! The church may not be able to accommodate us if there are too many people."

"Oh! Of course not, old Sir! I mean, if you had come earlier, just because you managed a farm... Well, you managed a farm, right? "

"Yes, it was a big farm," the old man raised his arm and drew a circle, "At that time, the family hired hundreds of farmhands! Otherwise, I couldn't afford the boat tickets for our family of three even if I sold it. It was really a great piece of land... right by the river..."

"Isn't it?" The tour guide kindly wanted to help the sick woman, but she seemed to be afraid of contact with people. Her son pursed his lips, showing a stubborn expression, propped up his mother, held her tightly and stared at the tour guide.

"Oh, kid... then hold your mother and follow me. We'll go this way, the green channel. - I mean, if you arrive earlier, you'll just catch up with the Archon of the Carlosini Dynasty recruiting farm project managers with generous salaries and benefits. Even if you're just a junior project manager, you can get a new village house, which is more than enough for a family of three!"

"Green channel..." The old man hesitated and stopped in front of the porch with the word "green channel" written on it, looking very hesitant, "... Kind woman, please forgive me for being ignorant. What you just said made me dizzy. It seems that something earth-shaking has changed in the past four hundred years... This place is still Is it the Empire? Is the great God-Emperor still sitting on his golden throne? "

"What nonsense are you talking about! Of course he is still on his golden throne, and he is looking at this place without blinking! Otherwise, how could there be so many holy relics and torches protecting us here, and they could be the manifestation of others? There are many saints, but how can they be so effective if they stare at them every day? This is of course still our Empire! The Excellencies of the Imperial Navy and the Ministry of Justice are on duty in the Central Tower, and the patrols will also patrol regularly. Don't go out and talk nonsense to others like this. We are only at the Wandering Port Terminal. We are well-informed and will not take your question seriously. But if you change places, you might be shot on the spot, at least I was also put in prison and suffered."

"It's like this... Thank you for your reminder. I was so surprised that I didn't expect to be alive to see the miracle of the real Emperor's appearance, so I was so excited that I started to talk nonsense." He paused, "So what is this green channel...? Green...?"

"I don't know why it is called the green channel. There is no green place from inside to outside. But I guess its green refers to something like the weapon indicator light. You know, any warning or bad button is red, and green lights and buttons often indicate a relatively safe and positive meaning. Anyway, here in our dock area, it means I think the procedures can be quickly handled by the tour guide, and the special channel that allows people to skip the queue and go through customs. Since you paid me for the tour guide fee, according to your age, sorry, at least from the appearance, your age, your wife's illness, and you have an underage child, it is not too much for me to apply for a green channel for your family of three to enter the roaming port. "

"So this is also a place similar to the VIP channel... but it is prepared for the elderly, the weak and the disabled, and it is not picky about the other party's status? Just to serve the weak...? How kind!" The old man hid his surprise very well, only revealing the excitement and surprise wrapped in the outer layer that matched his status.

"Yes, that's right, this is not a VIP channel, it is prepared for inconvenient and poorly healthy passengers. Well, come, let me take you there, although it is like this, it only reduces the time of queuing and waiting, and the quarantine procedures still have to be done one by one..."

The boy's fingers holding his mother's robe became more nervous, and his knuckles grabbed the fabric until they turned white.

The old man turned his head and glanced at him with his peripheral vision, and mouthed to him, "Follow me. It's okay."

The boy nodded and began to quietly "push" his "mother" forward.

While they were talking, a new broadcast came from the loudspeaker on the other side of the square.

"All ladies and gentlemen who want to go on the pilgrimage first, please hold on to your children and pay attention to follow your designated guide flags! Don't get separated! However, if you get separated, don't worry! The security team of the noble and benevolent rulers of this place, the Lords of Carlosini, will come to patrol regularly. When the time comes, please ask for help from the patrol team of the Carlosini Dynasty security guards!"

Most of the passengers crowded in the square were from a chartered passenger ship that had just arrived here after a long and not-so-long journey. The passengers who got off the ship took different passages according to their identities. The most noble passengers or those with official missions had already contacted the command deck of Wandering Port through the captain when they jumped out of Mandeville Point. At this moment, a team of people who were responsible for receiving such situations outside the dock square led them away from the special passage. Not everyone had the courage to talk to these tour guides who looked like they had received military training and had experienced professional military demeanor in their actions - of course, the guns carried by the tour guides may have played a role in stabilizing order - and other merchants, travelers or others could only be asked to wait for the next order in the isolated hall in the unfamiliar port with some uneasiness.

Of course, they did not wait too long, because when the unique sound of ceramic steel boots stepping on the marble floor sounded, a group of death angels that many people could only glimpse in the church's stained glass windows or distant legends were holding grenade guns and walking in unison along the street.

Many people gasped, staring at them with fanatic or more often, fearful and fanatical eyes, and began to make the Sky Eagle Salute to them with their chests. More newcomers chose to kneel down devoutly, prostrating themselves, muttering words such as confession, prayers, and God Emperor Blessing.

This team of god-like, walking concrete warriors that fully demonstrated why they were born, for the beauty of power, war, and violence, passed by like a triumphal parade, but what surprised the newcomers was that the reactions of people on the roadside lacked a certain fanaticism. It was not that they were not polite or pious. Every resident or shop owner would salute them when they passed by, but they seemed to look... very... accustomed to it?

But when the loudspeaker began to introduce these noble and rare Emperor Angels to them, not to mention the boy, even the old man who was cautiously stepping out of the green channel door began to lose control of the mixed expressions of disbelief, anger, and deep thought on his face.

"Ah! Look! The ones walking towards us are the security guards of the Carosini Dynasty! They look just as brave and honorable today! They are always ready to help any residents and travelers who ask for help! I heard that they killed a nest of purple-skinned pests last week and rescued a kitten! They are truly heroic role models! If you need help, please make sure you don't carry anything that could cause misunderstanding, otherwise the security guards will choose the appropriate method of handling, including but not limited to shooting them in the street. Thank you for your cooperation, and I wish you a happy life in Wandering Port."