Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

As for the planetary governor, this one is a real heavyweight.

In the game, he likes to play all kinds of political games with Noah.

But due to the lack of freedom in the game, Noah couldn't kill his entire family.

But now it’s reality!

Who is playing political tricks on you in real life?

You are nominally the planetary governor of Dagonus, but in reality you are little more than a dog of the von Valancius dynasty.

In his dynasty, he can do whatever he wants!

Political games? What is that?

If there really is someone who doesn't want to be a good dog, Noah, who thinks he is always generous, will generously kill his entire family and let bygones be bygones.

Anyway, this world lacks everything except people.

If you don’t do it, others will!

Chapter 93: The Rogue Traders only need to be cleaned up, but the thieves have a lot to consider

Clementia pushed open the door of the study with both hands and said respectfully:

"Sir, since Lady Theodora left, her study has been empty. But considering your arrival, I have arranged for someone to tidy it up. You can rest here for a while."

Noah walked straight to the desk and sat down. After thinking for a moment, he gave the order:

"Cassia, go and help supervise the review work. Jeanne, you go too. As the planetary governor, you need to learn a lot from Cassia."

"Jeanne, come with me."

Cassia was very pleased with Noah's compliments. With a reserved and proud smile on her face, she pulled Jeanna out of the room.

Noah looked at the prime minister standing in front of the desk waiting for orders, and said casually:

“Wilson, tell me about the power structure of Dagonus.”

Clementia stood tall and straight, calmly thinking about the meaning of the Rogue Trader's order.

Despite being the chancellor of the Rogue Traders, she dressed simply, in a parade dress, polished boots, and a cozy cloak.

There was a saber inserted in the gilded scabbard hanging on her body. Judging from the scars on her exposed skin, the knife was not just a decoration for showing off, but a real killing weapon!

"grown ups."

Clementia bowed her head respectfully. "I am your trade representative. All decrees, transactions, official communications and agendas will be checked by me before being handed over to you for your orders. My responsibilities also include protecting your personal property. While you are in Dagonus, you can treat me as your personal secretary.

"In addition, Dagonus has its own planetary defense fleet. Although this fleet cannot travel in the warp space, it can effectively protect the safety of the capital. The commander of this fleet, Matthews Wilson, is my brother. Two years ago, he commanded the fleet to defeat the aliens that invaded Dagonus.

"In contrast, the commander of the planetary defense force belongs to the Surbek family. This is the order of Lady Theodora, who hopes to disperse the power in the hands of the nobles as much as possible.

"The Drefstadt family has been responsible for the administration of the capital for generations, and for the logistics between the capital and other territories of the von Valancius Dynasty. Lady Theodora had specifically requested that Urban Drefstadt serve as the planetary governor. But perhaps it was precisely because of Lady Theodora's trust that they had some inappropriate thoughts.

"The Japak family does not have much power in Dagonus. His family is responsible for managing the industrial world of Kiawa Gamma. However, since the environment of Kiawa Gamma is not ideal, important members of the Japak family have been living in Dagonus.

"Many years ago, Lady Theodora's ancestors signed an agreement with the Imperial Ministry of the Interior and obtained the management rights of this world and neighboring galaxies. According to the agreement, part of the population and land of this planet was managed by the Imperial Ministry of the Interior. They were transformed into servitor scribes and worked hard in every corner of this world."

The most important powers, such as administration, army, navy, and industry, were held in the hands of different people. Theodora did know how to check and balance the nobles under her, but it was precisely because of this check and balance that the political game became more and more complicated, forming various unspoken rules that were agreed upon by convention.

No matter who wants to do anything, they must first learn to compromise and exchange.

But Noah was not going to follow the rules. He tapped the table with his index finger:

"What do you think of these nobles?"

Clementia looked hesitant, as if she had difficulty speaking.

"Go ahead, I allow you to speak freely."

After getting Noah's approval, Clementia spoke cautiously:

"My Lord, if you will allow me to express my not-so-modest opinion, I would like to say that the nobles of Dagonus do not care much about who the ruler of the dynasty is. They are like piranhas, only caring about their own interests, just as they only care about the prosperity of the dynasty.

"But over the centuries, a complex hierarchy has developed within the ruling elite of Dagonus. The powerful families do more than just plunder your treasury. In fact, it is largely due to their administrative work and their stewardship of the territory that your treasury is replenished.

"Of course, you are free to eliminate those you deem unnecessary, but it would be best to have some more legitimate reasons. For example, actual evidence that they have betrayed the Empire."

"Do the Wilsons have their evidence?" Noah asked.

Clementia still lowered her head:

"I can collect it for you, sir."

Noah smiled:

"Wilson, do you think that when I said he was colluding with the aliens, it was just an excuse I made up?"

Clementia carefully observed Noah's expression:

"Sir, as far as I know, Governor Urban is greedy and stupid, but he is not so bold."

Nono said softly:

"Noah, Cassia found something and I think you should go check it out."

"Wilson, you should see it too."

Noah glanced at Clementia, then stood up and walked towards the throne room.

The stormtroopers have completely taken over the palace. The original palace guards have been disarmed and are being inspected together with the nobles.

The inspection process is not complicated.

Everyone took off their hats and checked for hair.

Those without hair were put in solitary confinement, and having hair did not mean safety.

The nobles who were being pointed at by the stormtroopers with their hell guns lined up nervously and stretched out their arms for the servo skull to draw blood for testing.

When the green light on the servoskulls came on, they could walk to the other side of the hall safely. Although they still couldn't leave the palace, at least their activities were no longer strictly restricted, and they were even allowed to enjoy the food prepared for the banquet.

Although most people have successfully passed the test, there are still bad people among the masses.

Didi-di-di-di!

A blinding red light emanated from the eye sockets of a servo skull, and the sound array device also emitted a harsh warning sound:

[Gene contamination detected! Warning, gene contamination detected! ]

boom!

At the moment the red light appeared, Cassia immediately used her psychic power to control the noble young man in front of the Servo Skull. Two stormtroopers also rushed over and threw the confused noble young man to the ground. More stormtroopers still pointed their guns at the crowd vigilantly to prevent them from taking the opportunity to start a riot.

This was the scene Noah saw when he arrived at the throne room.

Noah looked at the controlled young man and asked calmly:

"Whose family is he from?"

"S-Sir..."

Macharius Surbeck trembled and walked out of the crowd, with a look of grief on his face. "He, he is the heir of the Surbeck family."

Noah looked at him sideways:

"He is your son?"

Macharius quickly denied:

"No, no, no, he is just a collateral descendant!"

Cassia walked to Noah and whispered:

"Both he and his wife have undergone genetic sequencing and nothing abnormal has been found."

Macharius' eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he couldn't help asking:

"My Lord, what has he done wrong?"

There were so many people in the throne room, but the only one who had problems with the test was a descendant of the Surbek family. It was hard not for Macharius to suspect that this was against the Surbek family. But he had expressed his loyalty to the Rogue Trader, and the Rogue Trader had hinted that he would forgive them before, so there was no reason to target them!

Noah did not answer him, but asked coldly:

"Has he been to the lower or bottom nest lately?"

"Down to the nest..."

Macharius frowned. They were nobles from the Upper Nest. Why would they go to such a remote place for no reason?

"Of course not..."

Macharius was about to deny it, but a beautiful woman beside him spoke first:

"My Lord, do you know Lord Hunt?"

Noah looked at the beautiful woman, and Clementia whispered:

"That's Macharius' wife, Regina Surbeck."

Noah looked at the beautiful woman:

"Lady Regina, what do you want to say?"

"Thank you for your kindness, my Lord."

Regina walked out of the crowd, bowed, and then continued, "According to the custom of the Hive Nobles, all adult noble descendants must join the Hunting Lords. And the so-called Hunting Lords..."

Regina paused for a moment, choosing her words carefully:

"They are the adult sons of nobles. They will go to the Underhive and hunt mutants in designated areas. They will only be allowed to return when they complete their mission. If he has ever been to the Underhive, it was only two years ago when he just came of age and joined the Hunting Lords."

Noah looked at Regina calmly, causing the young woman to lower her head guiltily.

The so-called Lord Hunter is far from being as glamorous as Regina said.

Just as the rulers of ancient Terra often like hunting, the nobles of Warhammer also like hunting.

But there aren't that many animals in the hive for them to hunt, so they often choose more unpretentious prey - humans.

The Hunting Lord does go to the Bottom Nest to hunt, but the target of the hunt is not only mutants, but also gang members of the Bottom Nest. Compared with those dangerous mutants, non-mutated humans are often better targets for killing.

Anyway, no matter how many people they kill in the bottom nest, no one will ask about it when they come back, and it will even become an achievement worth showing off for them.

This kind of thing itself is nothing.

The bottom nest is different from the lower nest. There are only mutants and gang members there, so you can just kill them.

Noah would not have sentenced them all to death for this.

But it was precisely because the nobles were keen on 'hunting' that the gene stealers from the bottom nest had an opportunity to take advantage!

Noah swept his cold gaze across the nobles in the hall and said coldly:

"Wilson, pick out those who joined Lord Hunter in the same year as him and give them priority for genetic sequencing."

"Yes, my lord."

Clementia's face turned serious and she immediately went to carry out Noah's order.

She has realized the seriousness of the problem. The Rogue Merchant's accusation that the Governor is colluding with aliens is probably not a random fabrication!

Even if the Governor did not collude with the aliens, he would certainly not escape the blame for dereliction of duty.

Clementia glanced at Governor Urban who was still unconscious with some pity. The Drifstad family was really finished now.

"Go on." Noah ordered coldly.

He walked to the dynasty throne at the highest point of the throne hall, sat on it and watched the genetic sequencing progress quietly.

That cold attitude made all the nobles shudder.

Even the dumbest person should now understand that the Rogue Merchant is definitely not joking with them, nor is he exaggerating!

The nobles lined up obediently and accepted the inspection of the servoskull with trepidation.

But there are always people who want to take risks.

Among the crowd, a young man had a fierce look in his eyes. He looked around and moved to the right calmly.