God Emperor’s Angel of Death

When he was a recruit, he started to learn to play chess.

As the game progressed, Soshian's breathing gradually slowed and deepened, and his mind was no longer confused. Even his deep in one's heart doubts also received a moment of respite in the game.

In the past training, the purpose of playing chess is to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind and concentrate on the scattered spirit-he is almost about to succeed.

It is Dante sitting across the table.

The Legendary commander has a serious expression, and concentrated attention completely staring at the game in progress——.

After a long time, Soshian finally made a decision. He placed a chess piece in his hand and looked up at Dante.

But the opponent was only slightly smiled and moved another one as a counterattack.

"Alexei, what is it that guides you to become Space Marine?"

Dante looked at the chessboard, his loud voice broke the silence for a long time, in the open Surrounding and reverberating under the dome.

The mixed accent from Barr has a long history and obscurity. Sometimes Soshian doesn't know that what he finally understands is inconsistent with what Dante wants to express.

"What did you say? Venerable?"

"Why do you have such lofty ambitions in your heart? You can choose to live a peaceful and natural life belonging to a mortal, yes What attracted you to challenge the trial of a life of nine deaths? Why do you expect to be an Astarte?"

Soshian shook his head, seeming to be taken aback by Dante's question.

"It’s been too long...I...I really can’t recall my life as a mortal. I just remember that I was simply going to be an Astarte cultivator. ……"

"Don’t give up, keep trying."

Although it’s a bit strange, since Dante persists like this, Soshian wonders if something important is hidden in his past. message.

He shrugged and began to try his best to remember his past.

"If I remember correctly, I...I might be eager for the power to change things. My hometown is an ordinary world, where life is short and boring, but even In that kind of remote country, there is also a legend of Astarte fighting-in a void that is more than ten thousand high, angels are engaged in a never-ending war with the enemies of Imperium."

Soshian tried his best to recall his life before being promoted, but his attempt was like clay ox entering the sea and couldn't stir up a bigger wave.

"At that time, I felt that I should be such a person with such a life. I hope that one day I can sharpen my strength and make it useful...I hope I can leave a mark in the world. I have witnessed the end of many people with my own eyes. It is meaningless and has no effect. No one knows or remembers. I don't want this, I want to make a change."

Soshian staggered Dante's gaze, he always felt that the other party was trying to scan his thoughts.

"You have hidden your thoughts from me."

Dante's inference is accurate, and he doesn't even need to look at Soshian's eyes anymore.

"How can young children have such complicated thoughts? Let me tell you about mine. My father is a salt seller who wanders with the tribe. Barr's life is hard and cruel. I just I hope to be able to get rid of the short and cruel life. Yes, my original intention was just to live, to live for a long time. I was only twelve years old at that time."

Soshian fell into confusion, the other party It seems to have hidden meaning, what kind of attitude does Dante have towards him?

Is it appreciation? Still worried? Perhaps the subject of today's dialogue is his trial? How much did Dante guess the truth?

Soshian could not detect the condemnation and accusation from Dante’s sight. After a moment of reflection, Soshian threw his last hand that he had carefully planned for more than half an hour, preparing to do so in a way that Dante would never expect. Universe, win the game.

But he made a mistake. Dante’s backhand completely ended him.

The victorious Dante looked at the chessboard in silence, his brows were slightly shaken in his heart. The only manifestation of subtle fluctuations.

The two are silent, and they are still reluctant to go away.

After a few minutes, Dante got up from the table, walked to the display area deep in the hall, and walked into the dusty hidden compartment.

The densely packed drawers in the compartments are all nailed with brass name tags, with slender characters that Soshian can't recognize, and they record certain meanings.

Dante’s eyes and fingers traversed the labels, and finally stopped in front of a drawer. Then he waved his hand and the heavy drawer opened silently for him. Slide quietly stretched in his direction.

In the drawer, there is an old scroll quietly lying on it. The ash-gray roll paper made of unknown leather quietly wraps the shaft. The upper and lower ends of the shaft are in the style of eagle claws. There is a magnificent bloodstone full of fist sized in his paws.

Then it was taken by Dante Alighier——

"This is the secret record of volume 20, which is left behind by San Giles. This secret record is unknown. Only the chapter chiefs of the past knew that they existed, but they could not be opened."

Dante said, handing the scroll to Soshian.

"Venerable, this--"

"The original body once issued an order, only the son of the forgotten can open it, I believe that is you."

Soshian then stood up, straightened his back and bowed deeply, and took the scroll that Dante handed out.

"Venerable, I am honored, but are you really sure that it is me..."

Dante stared into Soshian's confused eyes and said:

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"Perhaps it is not the time, Alexei, but it is destined that you will change Imperium sooner or later."

The expression of the Lord of the Holy Blood Angels is ambiguous, and the words contain The weight is heavier than Mount Tai, and there is a secret emotion flowing deep in his eyes. It took a long time for Soshian to distinguish its true body-the other party was worried about his safety.

Soshian glanced at the scroll in his hand. What did San Gilles leave behind?

"Open it when you are alone."

Dante laughed.

"The original body did this because the secret of all this can only be known to you."

Looking at Soshian's solemn expression, he took a step forward.

"I can understand you, Soshian ·Alexei, such a huge responsibility cannot be easily taken by anyone."

The heartbeat in Soshian's chest is like a roar of thunder, even if It was a few hours alone with the other party, and he still found it difficult to respond to Dante's gaze.

"I believe you."

Dante continued, gently patted Soshian's shoulder.

"Waiting for your time, don't rush, remember, remember."

Soshian speechless, he doesn't know if Dante has spied his soul? Did he also see the many illusions that haunted him-those memories from ten thousand years ago.

Took a deep breath, Soshian tapped on the breastplate to show respect. The entanglement and confusion in his chest are really mixed feelings.

"I will keep it in mind, but Venerable Ding."

Dante seemed to want to say something, but in the end he chose silence.

Soshian guessed it.

"Venerable, you seem to be particularly concerned about the weepers? Is there anything that can help you? But it doesn’t matter."