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

Savita raised a brow under his helmet - if he talked about this topic, he would be more energetic: "If someone gets into trouble, then the 'sequence' of reporting the incident to the superior is very important. You A stone head that only causes diplomatic accidents.”

"These issues that are not directly helpful in resolving the matter should be dealt with later when we review the case. It's not like quarreling on someone else's property. If you have some spare time, you might as well make up a reason for me to arrest someone." Fujimaru Ritsuka promptly said. Interjecting, preventing another verbal dispute between the two men that could have escalated into a fight at any time. By the way, after Sevita gradually mastered the basic use of psychic powers by taking lessons from Kaelia, the possible scope of the battle between the two people became wider and wider. Considering that a long-awaited reunion (?) of a loving father and son (?) was being staged in the main hall of the church next to the chapel, a similar incident really shouldn't happen here and now.

The worst possibility: What if the top brass of the Blood Angels Chapter next door get angry and show their anger to everyone in a split second?

But Sevatar perked up after hearing this: "So we can catch that unlucky guy?"

"What else? You knocked the guy out, why don't you capture him? After you escort him out of the country, are you going to give him a fruit basket to apologize?" Fujimaru Ritsuka said unhappily.

To be honest, if she had done such a stupid thing during the time when she only represented herself, of course she would have dealt with it this way. But now, as the spokesperson of the Chaldea Bureau, her situation in the empire is completely different: if they apologize first, wouldn't the long title of saint of the empire fall into her hands? Where should the authority of the Chaldea Bureau, as an organization directly under the Star Torch Hall, be placed? Is it possible for a judge like you to check this confidential item without even saying hello? Even if he was just trying to keep up appearances for the sake of his political image, Fujimaru Ritsuka still had to ask someone to bring this unlucky black shield guy back for trial.

"In short, now, immediately, contact Ketraruo and ask him to take the people back to the Storm Frontier and follow the normal inspection and restriction procedures." Fujimaru Ritsuka finished writing the signature and date, and printed it directly on the spot: the electronic seal is as if It was taken directly out of the air, and the other two people present were already familiar with this - the original seal was still in a room on the Emperor's Dream, securely locked in a safe, but if If someone wants to check the seal, they will find that the traces left on this document are also genuine.

Just like the Empire's genetic testing system can't actually tell the difference between one Primarch and another, the Empire's electronic seal system can't tell the difference between the original seal and the traces left by Fujimaru Ritsuka's psychic projection. This is indeed a somewhat regrettable security vulnerability, but fortunately, the only object that can trigger this vulnerability is made of 100% Emperor's psychic energy. It is presided over by the Imperial Saint and witnessed by the Emperor's Champion (the person involved does not seem to agree, but does not The disapproval was uttered, and therefore acquiesced), without any element of disloyalty.

"I guess Judge Hastings will also choose to minimize the big issue, so the diplomatic pressure shouldn't be too great." Fujimaru Ritsuka handed this freshly prepared document, which was at least bluffing, to Savita , "With this, you have the legal basis to search and arrest the other party, but it is best to end the matter here - which means that if there is no problem in the review, if the judge comes to ask for the person, the person himself also wants to die. Watch, then you have to send the person back obediently, do you understand?"

Sevatar nodded and took the piece of parchment which was not very big. Since the paper could be reviewed and inspected at any time, and since they obviously did not have the means to seal it with wax, the contents were simply exposed for anyone to read. Therefore, after adjusting the sacred object and stealth state, turning around and leaving, Sevatar took a few more glances at the paragraph describing the incident in the document out of pure curiosity. Immediately afterwards, he discovered that Fujimaru Ritsuka was obviously making up this issue very perfunctorily:

"... Our department suspects that this person is related to an old case that cannot be disclosed, so we arrested him and examined him..."

The moment he saw this sentence that clearly said "I have a little secret that other judges cannot know, don't ask if you know it", Savita was a little doubtful whether Fujimaru Ritsuka had been tricked by the dark group on the Lion's Mane. The angel was led astray.

-

Frankly speaking, for at least two minutes, Chapter Leader Dante, who was dissatisfied with the status quo, really wanted to blame Fujimaru Ritsuka for making such crude arrangements for this historic moment - even if in the next second, his Logic reminded him that even if Fujimaru Ritsuka did say that, it was not her fault at all. Dante himself knew that the emotion surging in his heart was entirely out of a desperate anger that was powerless against the current situation. It was an "irrational" emotion that should be carefully restrained. He still spent two minutes, Only then could I free myself from these emotions.

The glorious archangel of Baal, the genetic father of the Blood Angels, he should have deserved the most beautiful and graceful things, and if Dante could know this in advance, he could do it even if he was given one more day. Make at least a little arrangement so that the scene doesn't look as quiet and shabby as it does now.

Dante knew that he actually had no extra time: for the Blood Angels, things happened too suddenly. Whether it was him, Mephiston, or even Coblo, who was called in halfway, they were all too accustomed to setbacks in their past experiences. When Fujimaru Ritsuka brought this matter up, no one thought that the ceremony would be a success on the first try. Her ordinary and frivolous attitude in speaking made everyone except her mistakenly regard it as a one-time event. A preview.

The Chapter Master thought that after today was over, he would have a chance to hold a Chapter meeting on this matter. If Mephiston can confirm that this ritual will indeed work, then more detailed arrangements will be worked out through discussions with relevant people who hold important positions in the Chapter. According to Dante’s experience, he knew that good things might be coming, but good things were more likely to turn into bad things, so he had no real sense of it—until this “good thing” came to the church smoothly and hit him in the face. until.

Will the Space Marines after Primaris also faint due to emotional ups and downs? Dante didn't know, but he was indeed a little dizzy. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Coblo kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes. This is really a gaffe, but Dante doesn't feel qualified to criticize it. His own senses were also confused, and he could not tell for a moment whether the slight blur in front of his eyes was due to an error in the optical components of the death mask, or because he was also crying in front of the radiant statue of Sanguinius.

Mephiston was not in his current sight, and he could not take his eyes off the statue. There is no doubt that this colossus, which was re-carved by the descendants of the Holy Blood after the war, has extremely high artistic value. He also observed and even examined this statue countless times on various occasions - but Dante never Like now, it feels like a sin to take my eyes away from it.

The statue will not move. Both his common sense and his observations of the environment told Dante the same thing. But he still had a feeling: the head of the statue did not move, but Sanguinius' soft gaze seemed to be looking down from the statue towering under the dome of the main hall; the wings of the statue did not move, but there did seem to be wings in the air. There was a slight sound when rubbing; the face of the statue did not move, but the soft but mellow voice of the archangel mysteriously resounded in their ears and in their hearts at the same time:

"It is a pleasure to meet you, my children." He said this in Gothic with an accent from thousands of years ago that is unfamiliar to today's people. "What makes me even more happy is that in This time when we meet, all of you are still intact."

Dante wanted to say something in response, but when he opened his mouth, all he tasted was the salty taste of his own tears.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 273 The situation in the empire is excellent (big boo)

The conversation in the nave lasted about three and a half hours, or nearly four. She was a little confused. This was because Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't pay attention to the issue of time. It wasn't important, so she let the question fade away.

She was already prepared to wait for a long time at this stage, and naturally she would not let herself fall into a situation where there was absolutely nothing to do. But this "leisure time" in which she could "play and do things at the same time" as she originally expected was still busier than she thought, so when Coblo came to call her pretending that nothing happened, she glanced at her habitually. He glanced at the time and realized that he had forgotten when he started waiting here.

Although Sevita had a serious look on her face when she quietly approached him, if she asked Fujimaru Ritsuka herself for her opinion, she would say that the incident described by the First Captain of the Night Lords could only be regarded as a minor incident.

During these "three or four hours", she first, with a relaxed attitude, tried to explore (loosely) through the interior decoration of the chapel "whether the Blood Angels have further developed in the sculpture art form over the past ten thousand years." and rheology”;

Then she had to sign a warrant for Savita who suddenly appeared to plead guilty; after the other party left, she thought of the problem of penetration defense after the completion of the Chaldean Lighthouse, and decided to Before Gismund really causes some diplomatic incidents between Chaldea and the Blood Angels, he should first figure out his general idea about this, so that he can smooth things over in the future;

After they spent some time and barely reached an agreement on this issue, Arjuna seemed to have picked the right time and appeared at a very appropriate moment, indicating that the summoning room of the Storm Boundary had received a message from Ferrus Manu. A psychic communication from Si, Fujimaru Ritsuka may have to slightly adjust the subsequent engineering arrangements due to some emergencies reported in the communication;

In the middle of her discussion with Sigismund on this issue, Kobulo, who was obviously not as "calculating" as Arjuna, who had already turned into a spiritual body, appeared at the door of the chapel, slightly hoarse. The voice interrupted the whispered discussion, saying "Lord Sanguinius would like to talk to Ms. Fujimaru Ritsuka."

This is also normal. Sanguinius, who has returned to the real universe, will of course want to communicate with Fujimaru Ritsuka. Naturally, the needs of a primarch should not be ignored; and the construction of the "Chaldean Lighthouse" has not yet begun, and there is still sufficient time to modify the plan. Fujimaru Ritsuka therefore immediately responded to this request.

She returned to the main hall and found that Dante in golden armor had disappeared. During Astorius's absence, as Chapter Master he had to temporarily take over a small number of the duties of the Chief Chaplain. Instead, there was a small group of Holy Blood Guards, also in golden armor, standing silently around the statue of Sanguinius, as if they were also a kind of religious art derived from the church.

In addition to this, another difference that is easy to spot is that incense has begun to be burned in the main hall. Baal's spices, or rather the Blood Angels' preferred spices, are more offensive in smell than those commonly found in Ultramar. When Fujimaru Ritsuka entered the church for the first time, she had already realized this through the aftertaste of the last mass. However, she did not expect that the impact of the fragrance emitted by this incense during the burning process would be even greater. More than she imagined.

She had to wrinkle her nose to hold back a sneeze, taking a few seconds to let her senses adjust, but luckily no one noticed her. The Holy Blood Guards remained silent, and Cobulo quickly returned to guard the bright red Holy Grail. Mephiston was also there, but he was not standing on the side openly, but as if he was hiding, trying to hide his silhouette. Hidden in the shadows of the columns further away.

The chief think tank's behavior is a little confusing, but that's not the main point. Sigismund, who came out with him, stopped at a suitable distance and greeted the statue of Sanguinius with the solemn etiquette of the Legion during the Great Crusade. In contrast, Fujimaru Ritsuka was obviously not so well-behaved. She faced the confused gazes of others and walked backwards along the center line of the main hall away from the statue for a long distance before hesitatingly stopping.

"What's wrong?" Sanguinius's voice, which vibrated the air with spiritual energy, echoed in the entire space. Everyone present could clearly hear the meaning of the question.

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head desperately from where he was and replied confidently: "You are too tall now. I am looking for a position where I can see your face."

——This has nothing to do with her slightly apologetic height. The huge statue of Sanguinius, which is 20 meters high, can overlook the Primaris Space Marines who are about three meters tall and the mortal girl who is about 1.6 meters tall. No matter who is here, they have to fight hard to look at the holy face of the original body. look up. It's just that for various reasons, no one except Fujimaru Ritsuka is still so obsessed with "looking into the other person's eyes when speaking" in this scene.

This answer obviously caused some criticism among the Blood Angels, but Sanguinius himself made a joke about it, indicating that he obviously did not care about this etiquette issue: "Then you have to blame yourself. Who told you to choose a statue as big as mine as a carrier?"

"I'm not good at studying, so I can't be so free in the form of summoning. I'm really sorry." Fujimaru Ritsuka retorted a little angrily, "Then, the saint who involuntarily moved from the Star Torch to this statue Mr. Gilles, is there anything inconsistent or uncomfortable? Is there any problem with the compatibility of leyline energy supply?”

"It's nothing, I feel good." Sanguinius replied, "Although you can obviously feel the limitation in the range of activities, the 'line of sight' here is quite wide."

"That's because after connecting to the earth's veins, your consciousness can ride on the breath of the planet itself to overlook everything." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "This is not a part that should take effect immediately but... forget it, but you must not If you are too addicted to surfing the spiritual veins, you can just use this 'perspective' occasionally. Even if you are the original body, you should have some awareness of 'you are just a soul' now, but don't think about using your current spirit to interact with the entire planet. Confrontation. If you are unknowingly taken away by Barr's consciousness... Or should I cut off this part and connect your energy supply to the Storm Frontier?"

The subtle changes in light seemed to reveal a "helpless" expression on the motionless face of the statue of Sanguinius: "Am I such an untrustworthy image in your heart?"

"Just in case. The possibility of bad results must be eliminated in advance as much as possible." Fujimaru Ritsuka finally felt tired of raising his head like this, so he straightened his neck and gave up talking to the other party "face to face". "Let me remind you that the one who is most sensitive to your situation right now is not me, but your own heir. Also, after that 'first meeting' joke, you can no longer be particularly reliable in front of me. image."

The rustling sound of wings could be heard from the side of the statue, almost giving the illusion that the lifelike flying bags behind the Holy Blood Guards were actually decorated with feathers.

"It was just a small thing so long ago. Do you still hate me now? It really makes me sad."

Sanguinius's tone was one of clearly fake fuss and a smile that couldn't be concealed. This overly lively tone of voice that almost put "I'm joking" on the sign made the descendants of the Holy Blood present slightly uneasy, but Fujimaru Ritsuka obviously did not have the kind of "treating the original body as someone". idolatry” filter:

"From my point of view, it is precisely because it is a trivial matter that is unimportant and almost meaningless whether I hold a grudge or take revenge, so I can put my personal emotions on it without any burden," she said calmly. Declaration, "I suggest you get ready from now on, because at least until I can put a soft pad on your real face, this personal emotion will not go away."

"Oh, then you may have to queue up. In this case, Mortarion said the harsh words first." Sanguinius calmly said something that shocked his descendants even more.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, on the other hand, just smiled at the fact that the name of a demonic primarch appeared in the conversation. He obviously already knew the relevant inside story: "It doesn't matter, I'm not a good kid, I will find the opportunity to jump in early." ——Speaking of which, Mr. Ferrus just sent a message saying that he will come later, and Iron Hand got stuck in the Nachmund corridor. If you want to talk to him again, it will probably take a while. "

The geographical concept that emerged only after the Great Rift opened up confused Sanguinius for a moment: "Is it near the Nakmond sector? What kind of battlefield can hold him back?"

"I don't know. He didn't go into detail. But he also said that he would at least send some technicians over first. The construction schedule of the Chaldea Lighthouse shouldn't be affected too much." Fujimaru Ritsuka began to use nonsense to try to comfort the other party. "That's Ferrus Manus. He won't suffer any loss near the Great Rift. Maybe he just needs more time to deal with the various problems between the Iron Hands and the successor groups, so he just found an excuse to be late."

She paused and decided to continue adding: "In addition, Mr. Lane may have appeared nearby in an inexplicable way recently. At least he did attract the attention of the Lion's Mane. If he is caught by me next time, I will Just ask him to come and see you. But you also know the character of the Lion King. I can only be sure that he will come, but I can’t guarantee when or how he will come.”

This part of the trailer contains a bit of Fujimaru Ritsuka's personal emotions. She still doesn't think she can stand alone and be intimidated by the character-turned-Ryan El Jonson. But Sanguinius obviously didn't realize this. He was first surprised that the name "Llane El'Jonson" would appear in the conversation:

"Wait a minute, when did you bring the Lion King back to the real universe? Why didn't I know about this?"

"Good question, because I don't know about the resurrection of the Lion King. Chapter Commander Dante told me about it. I suggest you ask the Emperor for the details of this matter. If you can't ask, it's best to accept it. It will become an eternal mystery." Fujimaru Ritsuka's reply was not encouraging, "Don't think of me when you see 'The Return of the Original Body'. Maybe some missing people will emerge from the subspace?"

"Please allow me to call a timeout here. I feel like I can't keep up with the current situation." Sanguinius' tone became serious. "How many loyal Primarchs have reappeared in the Empire now?"

"Then the question comes." Fujimaru Ritsuka once again found an opportunity to show off. "First of all, is the current Konrad Coze considered a 'loyal primarch'?"

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"I'm sorry, Sevatar, my lord."

The "workplace atmosphere" within the Night Lords is far less harmonious than that of Chaldea, even if their small group of Nightborne are currently serving on the Stormbound.

Fully aware of what might happen next, Ketraruo, who was completely psychologically cornered, could only maintain his composure when defending: "I know what I did was stupid, but I really found out This is the reason why we must capture this kid.”

"No matter what your reasons are, you did do something stupid." Saiveta said angrily. His voice had not been mechanically altered, but it was frightening enough to Catararu's ears. "There will definitely be punishment. You can't escape, but you still have a chance to defend yourself. Your last Give a solid reason, otherwise Simonius will be the one who jails you."

"Yes, of course... I was hiding in the dark during the mission, and it didn't take long to notice that this black shield wanted to follow me. Although there was no mark on him that could prove his identity, his gait The techniques and methods are very easy to recognize. Anyone who is the Night Lord will not mistake him for it. He must be our brother——"

"——I'm not very patient to listen to you describe every detail," Savita interrupted the other party impatiently, "Let's just talk about the key point that makes you want to catch him back even if you make trouble."

"..." Ketraruo paused for a moment, and seemed to reluctantly finish a long narrative in his mind before speaking again, "After knocking him out, I took off his helmet and found that I knew this guy. . He is Saul Sahar.”

Savita was confused for a moment: "Who?"

He was sure that he had an impression of this name, which meant that "Thor Sahar" was also one of the Night Lords during the Great Crusade. Sevatar was still convinced that this apparently un-Nostramo name should belong to a Terran, but for the time being he could not find a face that could match this name from his memory.

"Thor Sahar, of Terran descent." Ketraruo's additional explanation verified part of Sevatar's conjecture, "He is not actually familiar with us Nostramo people, but Simonius knows him, so I've met him once or twice before."

"So?" Savita continued to ask. At the same time, he continued to search his memory: he must have had an impression of this name somewhere, a literal impression, maybe a list or a historical record, and it was definitely not very far away...

"Wait a minute." Before Ketraro could answer, Sevita thought back to herself, "Saul Sahar?"

He had seen this name on the brief history of the Great Rebellion provided by Chaldea (or rather, the Emperor's Dream Ship). Records show that he participated in hunting down the assassin after the death of the Night Lord's genetic father——

Moreover, his target is the "Crown of the Night King" that was taken away by the assassin Mu Shen as evidence of killing the Midnight Ghost.

Chapter 2 blew me away. I only half-understood it at the moment, but it was enough for me to say "I kill Sakurai Hikaru".

Saul Sahar: The captain of the Night Lords in the ancient (05) NL novel, he was eaten by the later Sevita (and Talos) because he was born too early (meaning that they were not actually in the same frame, so he The relationship between the two is made up by me). For a brief introduction, you can check out Ab’s cv16380419, which has his novels in the same collection. Don't ask why Chaldea's records are even accurate to the names of the individuals involved in the incident. Just ask that the Emperor stole Heitu's home (don't believe it).

And why do you continue to pay attention to that 40K black shield kitten. Starting from the fact that the position where I made him make a sharp blast is not in the main text, but in the author's words, it shows that he is actually not important and has no role. He is just a member of the same Death Watch team as the Black Shield Bat. background……

Black Shield Bat will not appear as a background board, but I have set dead watch teammates: Sharp Explosion DA, U Group Priest (captain, but always holding the Holy Code is very annoying), former Gray Shield Wolf Group P person (because He was too ultramarine and could not fit into the atmosphere of the wolf group and was sent to be an international student), a young international student of Crimson Fist (the program was evaluated as not as effective as Sigismund's Lego Night, so there is a high probability that he will not appear and make a sharp explosion).

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 274 The interior of the Storm Frontier is amazing, right?

Sahar reluctantly opened his eyes in a nauseating spin. He wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.

He knew what caused this uncomfortable feeling - if the prognosis after an anesthesia operation was dire, it would be like this when you woke up, even an Astartes was not immune - even if he had not been for a long time. Have experienced this.

What he meant was that poor outcomes after surgeries (if the ones he'd experienced could be considered surgeries) were common, but he hadn't had an anesthetic in a long time.

In any case, this was a feeling he had not experienced for a long time, but he could not judge at once whether it was good or bad. He quickly discerned that he was being forced to kneel on a rough stone floor, and that every bit of his power armor had been removed. Probably out of ethical necessity, he was wrapped in a robe or rag that had no function at all, including keeping warm, and his neck and limbs were all restrained by heavy metal shackles.

A bad thing, but not unacceptable. There was a dull pain all over his body, and it seemed that at an unknown time, his whole body had been cut open and turned inside out - but this seemed to be a good thing, because apart from this kind of attack on the Astartes Apart from the pain, which was completely negligible, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief in his body.

Of course, this may also be because the anesthesia has not completely worn off. However, Sahar did see some incisions and sutures on his old wounds, and felt that they were rapidly healing under the Astartes' restorative power. The strength of the muscles was under this subtle feeling. Down, gradually returning and filling his body.

The light in the environment was dim, but this was no obstacle to a Nightborne, even if he was not born on the night star of Nostramo like his primarch. Sahar carefully and quietly observed the surroundings, but unfortunately, he could see nothing except that it was dark, damp, and looked like a dungeon dug out of a natural cave. Such a cell was too crude and unremarkable, and could appear on any planet controlled by the empire or not, and he was completely unable to locate his possible coordinates.

Did that old witch Wilchak come up with something new? Or maybe he encountered some other unexpected situation? While observing his surroundings, Sahar used some mental energy to try to recall the situation before he lost consciousness. It's not easy, at least until all the anesthetic is metabolized. He recalled various things, but they were so full of illogical logic and colorful hallucinations that it was difficult to find the truly meaningful parts.

But beyond that, it is still possible to make simple logical judgments just by observing the environment. Sahar soon discovered that everything in the cell was fixed on the wall. At first glance, there were no tools available for use. The only exit to the outside world should be an iron door directly opposite him. He tried to free himself from the locks that bound him, and failed beyond doubt. First of all, the person who locked him here must have a full understanding of the physiological structure of Astartes, because during the struggle, he found that he was fixed in a position that was difficult to exert force; secondly, These limitations clearly revealed something unusual about his ironwork.

Sahar was convinced that the shackles were not even made of ceramite, but they did demonstrate to a Space Marine that iron was tough and strong beyond the physical properties of the metal itself. Under the dim light, he gradually discovered that his handcuffs were engraved with some kind of pattern. He didn't know what it meant, but it looked like the runes of the Space Wolves. A long, long time ago when he first saw this kind of thing, he scorned the wild superstition of wild wolves, but now that he has fully understood the power of psychic energy and chaos, he feels that this is not accurate. What effect did it actually have.

But if this is the territory of the Space Wolves, it is too "pleasant" in terms of temperature. Although he could feel a coldness gradually seeping into his bones in this cell, it was far from being "unbearable". The cousins ​​of Fenris obviously have a unique understanding of "suitable survival" temperature. Sahar neither thinks that he can maintain his current state at that temperature, nor does he think that the Fenris barbarians have the kind of temper for him. This traitor modifies the leisurely mood to suit the temperature of his environment.

A few minutes later, he was convinced that this was not a new trick that the Inquisitor had come up with on a whim. Sahar was not a very welcome "guest" on the Inquisition's black ship, and he could not ensure that there was no such space on the Shadow Hammer, but he could ensure that Wilchak would not use this "mild" method to restrict his ability to move.

The powerful detoxification ability of Pebble Kidney was eliminating the effects of narcotics on him at an observable speed. He gradually picked up logical memories from his clear thoughts: he was sneak attacked while performing an investigation mission, and then Losing consciousness and waking up in such an environment. Now Sahar has no way of knowing the time, so he can't calculate how long it has been since he lost consciousness, but what he needs to do is the same:

He had to find a way to escape. Break free from the shackles, find your power armor, and find a way back to Wilchak's black ship.

There is no doubt that his mission has failed. Even if he goes back, he will only be severely punished and once again put on one layer of shackles by the puppet emperor's lackeys. Michaelia Wilchak is not an easy boss to get along with. As an inquisitor, she is undoubtedly arbitrary and lacks humanity and basic empathy - even if she has a little bit left, she obviously will not. Squander them on renegade Astartes like the Night Lords.

If it was only Sahar himself, it might be a better choice to simply grab any flying vehicle after escaping from prison and disappear into the vast empire (although whether he can escape is another question). But the problem is that it wasn't just Sahar himself who fell into Wilchak's clutches.

Mita is still in her hand.

Once you have set your goals, you should take action on them. At the moment, Sahar really didn't find any elements that could be used around him, but this did not prevent him from starting to implement his own jailbreak plan. It was true that those who restrained him with these chains and shackles were familiar with the workings of the Astartes' bones and muscles. Unfortunately, they forgot to gag his mouth as well - the Space Marine thought Weapons are not necessarily needed to destroy something. They are designed and manufactured as a weapon of the Emperor.

However, just when he was about to do something with his acidic saliva, the iron door opposite him opened in time.

The light pouring out from the crack in the door instantly stung Sahar's eyes, which had adapted to the darkness. The discomfort caused by the change in light did not last long. Unfortunately, this was not because his visual control organs took effect in a short period of time, but because the door was too small:

It was not until he had a clear reference that Sahar realized that the door was obviously designed with mortals in mind at the beginning - or perhaps the designer intended to make it uncomfortable to use. The light that flowed in from the opened iron door was blocked by the figure of an Astartes in the next moment. Sahar's vision returned to darkness, and the pain was reduced, but unfortunately he also lost the opportunity to take this opportunity to peek at the outside world. He could only watch with a little regret as his interrogator ducked in through the small door, slammed the iron door back to its original position, stood up, and evaluated him expressionlessly.

The prisoner raised his head without fear and looked at the visitor. The Astartes who had just entered was not wearing armor, but at least the design of his cloth robe looked more like that. Although it was not very eye-catching, it was impossible for Sahar not to notice the Midnight Lords Legion logo embroidered on the fabric. He then looked up and was not sure that he would see a pair of Nostramo's unique dark eyes. No surprise.

But—wait a minute, he knows this face. Sahar was not sure whether the owner of this face would recognize him, but he was sure that no one in the loosely organized Night Bat Council did not recognize this face.

"I advise you not to make any small moves. I'm pretty sure that the hygiene conditions on the Storm Frontier are quite good. There is not, and there should never be, anything here...such as mutated rats that can chew big holes in the floor or walls. "The most beloved son of Konrad Curze, the Lord of the Black Guards, the Prince of Crows known to everyone in the entire legion, and the First Captain of the Night Lords before Thor Sahar, Yago Sai Vitalion said with a slightly arrogant cruel smile, "This is a long-lost reunion of brothers. I don't want to make the scene too ugly."

There is no doubt that this is a threat. But Sahar just smiled and spat on the ground at Sevatar's feet.

After everything he had experienced, such threats no longer scared him.

-

"So, what did you want to say to me?"

After giving a long series of explanations and finally explaining what Chaldea had done so far, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already sat on the bench in the third row of the main hall of the church and rested his head on the back of the chair. It might be less dignified, but she found this position to be the friendliest to her cervical spine. While Sanguinius himself raised no objections, no one else commented on it.

"Can't I see you if I have nothing to do?" Sanguinius's voice sounded a little aggrieved, "I have to thank the person who brought me back to my hometown in person."

"Is it just this? I thought you would have other things to complain about." Fujimaru Ritsuka crossed his hands and put them on his stomach, looking very peaceful. "After all, no matter how you look at my current behavior, it is... 'Hold the emperor to command the princes'."

This too old allusion made most people present a little confused, but Sanguinius obviously understood:

"If I complain about this, it would be a bit shady." He said gently, "Besides, isn't this something we have discussed in the Star Torch a long time ago? You, me, Ferus and the Emperor, we will work together Having played out every possible development, I finalized this plan knowing full well what might happen next and accepting the risk.”

"——It's not that kind of thing." Fujimaru Ritsuka pinched her palms with intertwined fingers. Judging from her body movements and tone of voice, she was obviously nervous.

"...Are you anxious?" Sanguinius was a little surprised by the phenomenon he observed. "This is the first time I have seen him. I thought you already had an idea of ​​the bravery and unyielding power of the Son of Baal."

After the completion of the "Chaldean Lighthouse" - even if only part of the "Second Star Torch" is successfully constructed and put into use, it is tantamount to openly declaring war on Chaos. Although they have enough time to build Baal into a well-defended flesh and blood mill that can deter any invading enemies, no one can completely guarantee that there will be no leaks. After all, the dark side of the Empire is too far away from the Golden Throne. No one can predict what kind of war the advancing demon army will bring to Sanguinius' hometown and what kind of losses it will cause.

Due to the lack of pre-information, except for Fujimaru Ritsuka and Sigismund, most of the others present were confused about this. However, even the Blood Angels who could not keep up with the rhythm of the conversation could understand the compliments given to them by the Gene Father, so they all instinctively made reflexive movements to raise their chests and raise their heads at this time.

"Of course I do, and I also believe that the Blood Angels can defeat any invading enemy - but this and that are two different things." Fujimaru Ritsuka complained angrily, "After this plan started to advance, the 'Second Star Torch' Once it is truly lit, there will be no turning back for the entire empire - this is completely gambling on the fate of the country. It would be great if the difficulties that may arise in the future can be solved only by victory on the frontal battlefield, but how can chaos only be on the frontal side? Adding to the trouble on the battlefield!"