The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Realizing he had grasped the core of the entire matter, Soshyan clapped his hands lightly, looking at Doral and saying:

"Exactly! Viktor, he is the most likely and the most powerful to formulate such a plan. As long as he diverts us, he might be able to use the spies or internal agents planted in the Royal Court to open a Webway gate. The Royal Court now has six Webway arches, and the number is continuously increasing. For the sake of convenience, two of the arches are connected to the main network of the Webway, which means they can lead to Commorragh. Although there are Dimensional Spider warriors patrolling the Webway, their numbers are too small."

Then Soshyan smiled.

"Quite clever, Viktor. Maybe he's even mixed up with the Third Legion. Lord Doral, do you think that's possible?"

Doral thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Possible! That apothecary of the Third Legion named Fabius once entered the Bloodbrides association in Commorragh and was even highly valued. It's entirely possible that these two have connected!"

Then he realized the seriousness of the problem and carefully asked:

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Soshyan raised his hand.

"It doesn't matter. Act according to the original deployment. Does Viktor think the Royal Court will be empty when I leave? Then his estimate of the Royal Court's power is probably a big mistake. There are plenty of things waiting for his subordinates to come and die in the Royal Court. I will discuss the specific deployment with His Majesty later. Just do your jobs as usual, and don't worry about the rest, Lord Doral. This is also a good opportunity for the Feathered Guard to conduct a major cleanup. Although the identities of many spies and internal agents have been confirmed, there should still be a considerable number in the latent phase. Presumably, they will all surface this time. This is called, 'killing two birds with one stone.'"

"Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely set up a tight net."

"Well, then go and be busy."

After that, Soshyan went to discuss with Veronica. She also agreed with the judgment that Viktor would take action this time, but she said that she was not afraid at all. Even without the main force of the Royal Court, the Bandaraam alone could not be resisted by those conspiracy groups. Moreover, she herself was not weak, and there were so many guards, plus Madail, this secret trump card, even if Viktor came in person, it would only be a dead end.

But Soshyan believed that Viktor was not that stupid. He should have already figured out the strength of the Royal Court through secret agents. Presumably, he also knew of the existence of the Bandaraam. If he took action, he would definitely have a way, and perhaps only Madail was not in his calculations.

Soshyan guessed that Viktor might use most of his forces as a cover, sending out a real trump card to directly attack Veronica herself. He had many cards, many of which Soshyan and Veronica did not know, so they could not be careless.

So he gave the Wraithbone to Veronica for emergencies, because he guessed that there was a high probability that Mandrakes would be among the attacking forces sent by Viktor, and those things were still very difficult to deal with.

After a series of deployments, Soshyan gathered the military forces of the Royal Court in front of the Temple of Asuryan, grandly announcing the launch of a military operation to support the Kingdom of Lyraelsus, and received Veronica's blessing.

But long before the ground troops entered the Webway, the Tears of Isha fleet of the Royal Court had already set off through the Webway entrance opened by the Blackstone Fortress, and sped towards the other end of the galaxy at an extremely fast speed—

And the distant T'au homeworld of Ke'lshan did not know that the Sword of Punishment was hanging over its head.

After yet another fruitless meeting, Yana'o'Ke'lshan'Sho'Laniil sat helplessly in the empty conference room. The data-mite embedded in the glass table in front of her was gurgling, and a corona image was projected from its smooth top, illuminating the dim conference room.

Colorful particles flickered and transformed into a tiny humanoid projection. He floated low above the data-mite in a cross-legged meditation posture. The high-collared robe worn by the person in the holographic image indicated that he was a member of the T'au Water Caste, just like Laniil.

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"In the name of the Greater Good, greetings to everyone."

The hologram spoke in a melodious baritone.

"The punitive army led by the great Commander Kor'o'Ke'lshan'Nawas has basically completed the encirclement of the enemy. The evil race is about to be destroyed, and destruction will also herald new hope. As long as there is hope, we can unite it. This new world will become a part of Ke'lshan."

Even though she had heard these words many times, Yana was still uneasy. Her colleague was an unrestrained and flamboyant fellow, which was not only reflected in his words, but also in his active participation in such "non-peaceful" military operations.

The principle of the Water Caste has always been to solve problems peacefully, because the thinking of warriors can easily lead to irrational anger, such as this time.

"Sha'dragg's blood will not be shed in vain."

An image of a Fire Warrior appeared next, wearing combat armor, his arms crossed from his shoulders as if resting, but his black eyes were wide open, as if staring at her, with the fervor of battle, cold and ruthless. The gray-blue skin and flat face bore some scars of battle, and his nostrils flared proudly when he spoke.

"Our hunting packs and war machines are enough to disintegrate those barbaric races. This is just retribution, and this planet will be their prize of atonement, built on their bones and repentance!"

Yana loathed this kind of fanatical war mentality. She reached out and pressed a button, the holographic image flickered and went out, and then the lights came on, illuminating the empty conference room.

"The matter of Sha'dragg has not been investigated clearly, such an attack is too hasty."

She rubbed her forehead as she opened her notebook.

As a young, mid-level diplomat of the Water Caste, it was also her duty to handle diplomatic disputes. Not long ago, the colony world of Sha'dragg was attacked, and the residents were either dead or missing. A few survivors trembled and recounted the pointed-eared raiders and their green armor, which immediately led the Fire Caste leader to judge that it was a provocation by the neighboring mysterious race.

The Ke'lshan Sept had always been paying attention to that mysterious and barbaric Eldar race. Although they had magical shielding technology, it did not prevent the T'au from roughly locating their planet. However, because they had previously rescued a ship full of refugees, the Ke'lshan Sept identified them as a primary friendly civilization. Considering their reclusive attitude of not contacting the outside world, the T'au classified them as a "secluded civilization" according to their own civilization classification. Their strategy for this civilization was to wait, wait for the other party to take the initiative to contact them if they needed anything, and at the same time continuously project some audio-visual products introducing the advanced culture of the T'au to their planet.

Originally, all work with this reclusive civilization was the responsibility of the Water Caste, especially Yana. She had been responsible for this not-so-"glamorous" work since she came of age, but after years of research and information obtained from other Sept worlds, she gradually became obsessed with this mysterious race.

According to their language, this race called themselves Aeldari, which translated into the T'au language roughly meant the Eldest of the Galaxy, which meant that they once had an extremely glorious civilization.