Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 33 02.0033: ‘Miss the first day of mobile payment’

Crash--

The warm clean water of the Admiralty fell on Horatio's head.

After fighting all night, he stood in front of the shower exhausted, with his head hanging, as if he was in another world, half asleep and half awake.

In his dream, he saw a patch of hot red.

The whole body was covered with fire, and he was lying in the twisted and deformed cabin. In front of him was a devastation, and the ground was filled with victims with various horrific and miserable deaths.

[This is? ]

He remembered that this was the first scene after the original owner lost his memory - eight years ago, there was a terrible purgatory scene in the crashed shuttle.

As if you were there, the hot steel plates were melting one after another and falling down.

To make matters worse, there was a piece above his head that was creaking and crumbling.

Horatio's head was tilted weakly on his shoulders, staring blankly at the sea of ​​broken fire.

He hated this purgatory, but he also knew that this was his nightmare after being overtired. Because he couldn't feel any heat or pain, he didn't intend to make any movements or fights.

[As long as you wake up from the dream, everything will return to reality. Isn't it? ]

He closed his eyes while thinking this, until his thoughts were interrupted by a crisp girl's cry.

"Hurry! Stretch out your hand!" A voice distorted to the point of being blurred by incomplete memories shouted.

Horatio turned his head slightly and saw a slender white arm stretching towards him. He had no intention of moving anymore.

But his inaction in the dream did not affect the established fact. The body stretched out its arms on its own. Just like the actions taken by the original owner.

The short-haired girl grasped a guardrail regardless of the danger, and used her white hands to do her best to take Horatio's hand and pull him out.

[who is she? ]

The guardrail in the girl's hand had been heated by the surrounding fire, and its bottom even glowed with orange-red fire. The left hand holding the iron rod made a boiling sound, and the flesh and blood were melted together by the high temperature.

There was no need for her to be like this. She could completely ignore this stranger.

The short-haired girl gritted her teeth and endured the pain of being burned to pull him back bit by bit.

However, the mortal body has its limits after all. The girl in front of him cannot hold on for too long. She will eventually be buried in the sea of ​​​​fire together with him.

In the last scene, Horatio suddenly felt like he was floating in the air. A strong hand pulled him and the girl up and walked straight out.

[Uh... I actually fell asleep and dreamed about the plane crash eight years ago. ]

Horatio's iron hand supported the marble tiles on the wall, and he took some water with his left hand and dabbed it on his face, feeling slightly less sleepy.

After getting his body and armor as clean as possible, he walked out wearing the clothes Farida prepared for him, handed the armor to the internal servants, and asked them to return it to the Ministry of Justice.

It was already noon.

"What are you doing again? Now that you are a loyal student, can you pay more attention? How could you come up and challenge the chief officer like this?"

Farida came out of the officer's lounge and called him.

Farida pointed at Horatio, and when she opened her mouth, two cute little tiger teeth were visible.

"I want to earn more credits." Horatio walked to the mini fountain sink in the corridor and said while fiddling with his hair.

"Are you so confident? You are a genius."

"What if that's the case?"

Horatio picked up a hot towel from the servant's hand and said with a smile: "What? You still want to bet with me?"

After wiping it, he threw it into the towel collection basket next to it. Another waiter quickly took it away and cleaned it.

"That's... no!" Farida blushed as she remembered the disastrous bet she had with Horatio at her home.

"I just want to tell you that you are now a member of the Imperial Navy. Although you are not yet an officer, you must pay attention to all aspects of your words and deeds and stop making trouble."

"Thank you for your advice, Miss Hood."

"Do I need to report about those cultists?"

"I have reported to my father that they will not survive today."

"Speaking of which, how am I supposed to get some money from my father's fortune now."

Farida remembered something and said: "As far as I know, after your father's death, his property was being investigated and frozen. As for how he died, I don't know. I only heard my father mention freezing property and freezing honor. thing.

If you want to get these, I'm afraid you have to wait until the investigation is completely completed. With the efficiency of the joint investigation by the Imperial Ministry of the Interior, the Navy, and the Tribunal, it might take... a hundred years? Farida raised her index finger and touched her lower lip lightly, and said thoughtfully.

"Ah? Then wouldn't I become a pauper with no reputation?"

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Just kidding~" Farida raised the corners of her mouth with a wicked smile.

"Although it is a joint investigation, the person in charge of investigating the death of Captain Thomas Lord is my father. As long as the truth comes out, everything will be returned to you. Besides, you will enter Tadashi Academy tomorrow, and you need money to do it. Well."

"Well……"

Horatio rubbed his hungry belly and said with a forced smile, "I wanted to go out and get some fresh air before entering Tadashi Academy, but I didn't have any money with me."

I didn't sleep all night and didn't eat until noon. It was a hell to wait until night to go to the banquet.

Moreover, he wanted to find the mysterious fortune teller before entering Zhongji Academy.

He had a terrible guess while taking a shower - Abaddon's 12th Black Crusade was pushed back by the Gothic fleet. It is now the end of the 41st millennium. If I were Abaddon, I would definitely think Method to weaken the Gothic Fleet to death to ensure that the plan of the 13th Black Crusade is more stable.

He must verify whether these events are the prelude to the 13th Black Crusade.

It is now the end of the 41st millennium, and I still have more than ten years to find ways to accumulate strength within the framework of the imperial system to fight against the 'Chaos Warmaster' Abaddon who swept in during the 13th Black Crusade.

Otherwise, as a naval member of the Gothic Fleet, judging from the losses of the Gothic Fleet in the Battle of Cadia, there is a high probability that I will die there.

There's not much time left to waste.

Seeing Horatio's absent-minded look, Farida sighed, pretending not to care and said: "Seeing how embarrassed you were last night, I will help you again."

The girl chuckled playfully.

She snapped her fingers, and a servant standing by the pillar not far away came to salute and respectfully handed over a pen dipped in ink.

Farida took out a long and narrow ticket book from her small bag, opened one page, took the pen and started writing on it.

"The check will be cashed later and handed over to the famous pauper gentleman next to me." Farida restored her usual arrogant demeanor and ordered.

"...Check???" Horatio, who came from the 3K era, couldn't understand.

He usually scans his mobile phone and has no idea how people in the 41st millennium spend their money.

In his mind, checks were just for the rich, and he had only seen them in movies.

"Of course, Mr. Cochran." Farida raised the corners of her pink and moist lips and chuckled:

"The income and expenses of a naval officer are quite cumbersome when converted into cash. You don't think I always have to go out with a cumbersome large amount of cash, do you? Signing checks is the way the navy spends money. When they pay my father a salary, Just use the money order.”

Seeing Horatio's blank expression, Farida hummed with satisfaction and continued:

"Every time it was time to settle his salary and hunting bounty, the Admiralty would send a treasurer to transfer the money to his name with a money order. My father did not need to bring his servants to carry cash and gold in boxes."

Horatio took a deep breath.

It is true that many currencies within the empire are generally in the form of cash or even coins, but how much does it cost to use a money order to avoid such an exaggerated transfer scene with people carrying it.

Farida seemed to see what Horatio was thinking, and said jokingly:

"Ten million, it's a more convenient unit."

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