How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 152 Don’t look back until you hit the wall (two-in-one)

"Inquisitor Sibylla Hastings, you have served the Imperium in this position for 120 years. During this time, you joined the Indomitus Crusade as an advisor after being conscripted by Lord Guilliman. As a member of the Psychic Council, I have been serving him for more than thirty years."

In the pitch-black dark room, Lan Malok, who had dug out a spare helmet for himself from the Lion's Mane's arsenal, was mercilessly reading out the information projected on the lenses in front of his eyes by the power armor.

"From all angles, your contribution to Lord Guilliman's expedition is undeniable, and you are quite trusted for it. Earlier today, you should have been invited to participate in a psychic event The focused discussion of the board of directors. As far as I know, that discussion should have just ended five hours, two and ten minutes ago. You made such a wrong decision to put yourself in such a situation in such a short time after the meeting ended. It is really It’s a pity.”

This Fire Wing Grand Instructor, who is relatively a "underachiever", has never experienced the era of the Heavenly Army. Even if the Yi Army had not suffered too serious losses in the Ran Dan War, the position of "Grand Instructor" would not have fallen to him. On the head of this Caliban descendant.But he still learned from the ancestors who survived from the Flame Army how to collect intelligence secretly and without leaving a trace, and also learned how to use various methods to interrogate a prisoner.

But another Space Marine "fellow" who was also in the dark interrogation room on the Lion's Mane was obviously not very interested in the Dark Angels' art of interrogation.

"If I were to do it, I would choose to pry open his mouth directly." Hidden in the shadows, Yago Savitarion said with slight dissatisfaction, "I can see that many of the previous steps have no effect on this. It’s meaningless even if you’re a tough guy. Then let’s improve our efficiency and jump directly to the last step.”

In such a dim scene, to the naked eye of a mortal without additional modifications, there is almost no difference between black and midnight blue, and the winged helmet and the bat-winged helmet also look similar enough.Inquisitor Hastings, who had just barely woken up from a coma, was made nauseous by the black stone shackles on his body, and his vision was blurred due to the bloodshot corners of his eyes. For the time being, he did not realize that the two Astartes in front of him did not belong to the same family. A preparation.But this did not prevent him from cursing: "You damn heretics, may the Emperor's flames burn your sinful souls forever!"

Ranmallock was a little angry about this, but due to the needs of the interrogation, he forced himself to appear indifferent.When faced with the same sentence, Savita's reaction was to laugh out loud:

"Oh, that's really scary." The First Captain of the Night Lords imitated a very artificial "fearful" tone and said sarcastically, "After all, 1 years ago, I was the first to shout 'The False Emperor' The person who killed me. What if he, the old man, remembers this and sends a burst of spiritual energy from the throne to kill me on a whim? "What should I do?"

The range of provocation in this sentence was a bit too big. Even Lan Malok, who should theoretically be on the same side as him at this moment, couldn't help turning his head and said to him: "I think it's better to trick you in the same way." Put on the black stone shackles and be handcuffed to this judge."

Savita shook her head in disappointment: "I'm beginning to miss our Fujimaru 'Judge'. If she were here, her words to fight back would be much more interesting than all the humor in your body combined. "

He wanted to get the topic back on track, but Inquisitor Hastings refused: "You damn heretic, stupid traitor! I knew this whole thing was a trick of the Chaos bastard, that damn brat ——”

--boom.

What stopped Judge Hastings from continuing was an external force that made the back of his head hit the back of the high-backed chair that was currently restraining him.This external force came from Lan Malok, who took a step forward, and at the same time he warned: "You'd better pay attention to your words."

This step forward also made Inquisitor Hastings notice the legion logo on his shoulder armor despite the pain.When Lan Malok finished this action and slowly retreated, the Inquisitor desperately opened his eyes again and muttered to himself: "'Fallen Angel'."

His eyes then turned to Sevatar who was further away from him.The dim light and the trauma to his head and face obviously had some impact on his vision, but he finally succeeded in distinguishing the bat wing symbol surrounded by a human skull on the opponent's breastplate.

"'Night Lord.'" He chewed the word between his teeth, as if he wanted to chew it up and swallow it.

Ranmarok didn't react at all to the word "Fallen Angel" - or in other words, he was trying his best to control himself not to react to it. However, after hearing the name of his legion, Sevatar once again raised his eyebrows in a strange way. Got the palm:
"Congratulations, you got half the answer right, mine to be precise." He said, "And I have to say, my Dark Angel cousin is right: the Emperor is far away from here, but the Emperor The spokesperson lady is very close. I advise you to be careful in your words and actions."

Lan Malok turned his head in surprise: "Considering that you just told yourself about 'killing the false emperor' without any guilt, I thought you wouldn't have a good impression of her."

"You are wrong. From the perspective of the entire galaxy, I actually agree with the Emperor's motives. He wants to clear the galaxy, unify all mankind, and allow our entire race to welcome eternal tranquility and peace - how What a great ambition, as long as a sane human being has to admit this."

Sevatar said sarcastically with an attitude that had nothing to do with him: "I am just a genetic descendant of Konrad Curze, a Nostramo, and a member of the Eighth Legion. The means used in the process of striving for this wish are just some 'small criticisms'. At best, it can only be regarded as 'personal grudges', and this kind of personal grudges will not cause my anger to be directed at the innocent people involved."

I hear your nonsense.Ranmarok thought.

The Firewing Grand Instructor very much hoped to continue to have an "in-depth discussion" with the other party on this matter, but unfortunately, the target of this interrogation was not Savita.When the latter was obviously absent-minded and only focused on making jokes, the former had to shoulder the important task of getting the topic back on track.

He turned back to the direction of the prisoner who was confined to the chair in the interrogation room: "Judge Hastings, I admire your loyalty to the throne and your unswerving commitment to your duties, but this time, you have crossed the line."

He read out to the inquisitor, who was somewhat confused under the influence of the black stone shackles, the charges that, in the eyes of the Dark Angel, were enough to bring him to this point:
"Since the battle of Parmenio, you have begun to investigate everything related to the 'miracle' of the 'Emperor's Manifestation' in detail. This is of course understandable, but as the investigation deepens, your behavior begins to Violating those parts that you should not interfere with. You ordered a tech-priest under your jurisdiction to board the Lion's Mane in the name of maintenance, and attacked the Thinker Array with electronic waste codes to obtain the data she stored; The Night Lords discovered that you and your people were trying to ambush outside Tyros Cathedral, apparently planning a 'unfortunately unprofessional' assassination of mortals. Do you have anything to defend against this? "

Inquisitor Hastings did not respond to this with any meaningful words.He just turned his head slightly and spat on the ground in front of the two Astartes present.

Lanmarok sighed slightly, while Sevatar spread his hands to the former, gloating and mocking: "Look, what did I say?"

"Then, he is yours." The Grand Master of Firewing shrugged indifferently, took two steps back, and exchanged positions with the First Captain of the Night Lords: "Remember, we need to know his henchmen, his subordinates , and what he knew that he shouldn’t know, and where he passed it on. Don’t let him die before that.”

"Are you questioning the Night Lord's craftsmanship?" Savita was picking at the small table on one side, deliberately making the metal utensils on it collide with each other and jingle unnecessarily, "Even if there is something on his neck If the damn black stone thing he's wearing gets in the way, I can ask him to tell me how old he is and still peeing his pants-"

A faint communication tone from inside the power armor interrupted him.Savita, who was a little interested, didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but Jeanne Alter not only refused to hang up, but also stubbornly pushed the communication to him repeatedly.They were in a stalemate like this for more than a second. The impatient Savita decided to surrender, glanced at the source of the communication, and then immediately frowned.

He threw the skinning knife he had just picked back on the table with a clang, and then deliberately picked up the communication with an unnecessary movement visible to everyone present instead of a neural link. And opened the public release.

"Miss, you know that if you contact me through a private tactical channel instead of a public channel, you can speak directly without waiting for me to pick up the communication, right?" Lan Malok took the opportunity to make a move and took custody. Mechanical devices automatically extended from Inquisitor Hastings' chair, physically sealing off the prisoner's senses and depriving him of the ability to make sounds.

"But I think that in less urgent situations, everyone should have a little privacy between each other, and a little freedom of choice on whether to talk to each other immediately." Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice came from Savita's power armor. After the medium transmission came out, it echoed in the interrogation room. The slight echo made it seem a bit hollow, "Did you capture an inquisitor?"

Sevita looked at Lan Malok helplessly, and then sighed: "I don't really want to know where you heard this news in such a short period of time - shouldn't you be right now?" On Galatan Star Fortress, deal with some issues related to my genetic father and some of my other crooked brothers?"

"That version of the news is out of date." Theoretically, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not tell Savita about her schedule today, not to mention that the sudden run into the void was also decided on the spot; in fact, she did not tell Savita Knowing this, he did not show the slightest surprise, as if it was a matter of course, "I am currently on the Macragge's Glory, and I have just finished some card prophecies with the director of the Digorys Think Tank. Technical exchanges...I'm done, I'm dead, I've exceeded the access time."

There were some wailing and fake cries coming from the communicator that were very suitable for the age group of the person involved, but definitely not suitable for the person's power and position.But this only lasted a short time.After venting his emotions for two seconds, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly stopped talking and repeated the question again: "Is Judge Hastings okay now?"

"I didn't say -" Savita instinctively wanted to defend himself and get rid of the matter, but then he realized that his response to the previous question was equivalent to acquiescing to the occurrence of this matter.He had no choice but to stop the car himself, sighed again, and tried some meaningless death struggle: "Please define the standard of 'not bad'."

"You haven't started the torture yet, have you?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's tone was a little uneasy.

"Actually, it's over." Saiweita said in a relaxed tone. "If it hadn't been for this communication, in my original plan, I would have been preparing to clean up and go out to paint his current residence evenly. It’s on the lintel of the door as a warning.”

"That means not yet." Fujimaru Ritsuka said with some inexplicable certainty, her tone becoming relaxed again, "If you had really started the execution, you wouldn't have described the situation to me in such detail."

Sevatar in the power armor gave a clear "tsk".

Lan Malok on the side quietly pointed to the position of their prisoner, and then used his thumb to make a flat, empty line on his throat.He was obviously using this to ask whether he should kill him directly, but Savita just shook his head and pointed to the approximate location of the communication device on the power armor, meaning "Everything depends on Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"Where are you now? I'm going to find you." The girl on the communicator asked, "Also, be nice to Judge Hastings. I have something to talk to him about."

"...Miss, you know that he obviously has a lot of objections to you, right?" Saiweita sighed, "The reason why we caught him is because he took people to hide in your way back to the church. On the way, there are also Eldar shuriken pistols, psychic field swords, flamethrowers, and even melta bombs - you know what this means, right?"

"Of course I know he has a problem with me, and now I also know that he wants to kill me. So what does it matter? He hasn't really killed me yet." The tone coming from the communicator was indifferent, As if he was just talking about small things like "I accidentally spilled the ink, but luckily it didn't splash on the hard-to-wash fabric", "Who hasn't thought about killing a lot of people these days, as long as he doesn't look like those Eldar Even if they can't listen to human words, they have the understanding ability that normal humans should have and can communicate with each other. I think this matter is nothing to worry about. "

Sevatar deliberately sighed loudly at the communication device, and Lan Malok, who had been holding his breath and poking aside, finally couldn't help it and spoke:

"I object. This person is an obvious unstable factor, and I recommend that he and the paths associated with him be eliminated immediately."

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused for a moment, then asked in an inquiring manner: "Is the person a little further away Ran Malok?"

"It's really hard for you to hear it." In order for the sound effects to be better transmitted through the medium and electric waves, Sevatar reluctantly took two steps towards his dark angel cousin.

"I understand your concerns. From the perspective of military and confidentiality principles, there is definitely no problem in handling it this way. But we are now very close to a power center in the huge and bloated machine of the empire, and many things cannot be judged from these aspects alone. To think about it, we must also think about political issues." Fujimaru Ritsuka advised in such a gentle voice, "Especially, this is the [-]th world of Ultramar, under the rule of the Primarch Robert Guilliman, even in the In front of him. Many things are not as simple as they seem.”

Sevatar let out a little frustrated sound, obviously not interested in the underlying reasons.But Ranmallock was different. He said clearly, with a hint of displeasure at having his decision contradicted: "I don't understand."

"There are some things you may not know. I met with this Judge of Hastings at the meeting of the Psionics Council today." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained calmly and patiently, "You may know this, But you will probably not care about the specific details of this matter: I was accompanied by Mr. Deglis when I entered the venue.

"At this meeting, his identity was not only the think tank director of the Ultramarines, but also the then chairman of the Psionics Council. This is a very important identity in every sense, theoretically,' The fact that he entered the venue with me should be a very strong comment or endorsement of my identity or importance - but Judge Hastings, who obviously saw all this, still directly attacked me, which should be Mr. Diglis, who was leading the whole meeting, did not criticize him for straying from the topic here. Instead, he suggested through his psychic powers that I could express myself freely. This seemingly inconsistent incident occurred at a negotiating table in Ultramar. , obviously represents something.”

Savita, who had lived in the turbulent environment of the Midnight Lords for a long time, roughly understood the problem behind it even though it was the first time he saw such a "civilized" method.But Lan Malok, who was born in Caliban, really couldn't keep up with this too roundabout idea for a while: "What?"

"Mr. Diglis's attitude on this matter can probably be regarded as the attitude of the regent himself." Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to explain, "He entered the scene with me to show that he valued me; he acquiesced to others' doubts about me, And hinting that I handle it myself, it means that he still has doubts about me. This doubt may be in terms of ability, or it may be related to some things that he is not sure about and therefore has to remain suspicious. Considering Hastings For the Inquisitor to be able to act so quickly under the supervision of the Regent himself, I am now leaning toward both - the Regent should have acquiesced to the existence of this opposition and allowed them to move freely within certain limits."

"Is 'freedom of action' enough to try to murder the 'Future of the Empire'?" Savita sneered and sarcastically said, "To be honest, I don't care much about whether you really represent the 'Future of the Empire', I do care. All possible opposition should be eradicated."

"I advise you to stop your gang mentality. It's really unnecessary." Fujimaru Ritsuka's tone sounded a little helpless.

"Then I wonder, Miss, what do you think about this?"

"Doesn't he think I'm a heretic and wants to investigate me?" Fujimaru Ritsuka said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Then I will open the door myself and let him investigate well enough - give him the boarding authority of the Storm Boundary, I want to ask him to be Kaelia’s psychic mentor.”

This sentence reveals a strong self-confidence that "the body is upright and is not afraid of the shadow."

　Miwu (trying to be cute)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)