Warhammer Inquisitor

The sound of the pendulum rattling echoed in the silent room. The retro-looking Gothic pendulum had a golden solar center decoration, and there were two skulls at the ends of the two gold-copper pointers. One was One is a human bone, one is a cyborg skull, and they move a little bit in coordination with each other, just like the empire itself.

The sound of the bell seemed so irresistible in this quiet room. The rattling of the bell echoed on the books, scrolls, and huge furniture, and shuttled among the medicine pots stored on the shelves.

The dim and pale light shone on the table with the Imperial Skyhawk logo. A person was sitting on the table, his legs were suspended in the air due to the huge size of the furniture, like a child playing around sitting on an adult's table.

But don't think that he is really ignorant and weak like a child. Not long ago, he made an appearance on the docking deck, amazed everyone on the ship and almost went into cardiac arrest.

Vito Constantine, the supreme marshal of the empire sat on the table with his hands on his knees and looked at the Astartes in front of him. He lowered his head while looking at the book in his hands, and his blue armor gleamed under the light A little flicker of light.

They have been here for a long time. Combining the books Vito spent ten thousand years writing and his narration, this warrior who has been sleeping for thousands of years has already known the current empire, a fact that makes people feel disappointed and hopeless.

Garviel Loken, the last Shadow Moon Wolf closed the book in his hand, he raised his head, the pale light shone on the forehead of that young and resolute face, his eyes were still covered by the arch of his eyebrows. In the dark, and his mood couldn't be more apt.

Loken let out a long sigh, and there was all the sadness, shock and disappointment in that voice, Vito knew he would be like this, anyone who remembered everything ten thousand years ago would be like this when seeing the present empire.

"I wish this was a nightmare, Vito, I really wish I was still dreaming." Loken's voice came from the lower part of the dark face, his eyes were lowered and he was silent in the darkness.

"How could human beings be like this in the current empire? How could we shed blood and sacrifice for such an empire when we went on an expedition to the Star Sea." Loken said, lost his soul.

Vito didn't speak, just sat on the table and listened silently, listening to this soldier who once shed blood and sacrificed for the empire, even when his father chose to betray the emperor and the empire, he did not hesitate to fight against the traitor brothers, he was so Believe in the Imperial truth, and believe that all sacrifices they make will bear fruit in the future.

He used to, they all believed that they were creating a paradise, a beautiful paradise that belonged to the people of the empire. For that paradise, they shed blood and died on countless nameless planets in the Milky Way, sleeping under that starlight forever, but now in exchange for What is it?

"Religious fanaticism, heresy hunting, the inhuman forge world, greedy officials and an abyss-like desperate life, eating garbage-like food all their lives, living in the lower level of the hive city where the sun and blue sky cannot be seen."

Loken said as he hugged his head, "The truth of the empire has been forgotten, as has rationality and civilization. The empire is like sitting on a hanging basket and plummeting towards hell. This is a nightmare, the real nightmare Vito .”

"Why am I still alive, why am I waking up, you should let them shoot me on the deck, I would rather die than face the current empire."

Vito looked at Loken in front of him. This is a veteran's thoughts on the current empire, a simple but full of infinite emotion evaluation, everything he once believed in has disappeared, the country that respects truth and science has become Now fanatical believe in religion, regard science as a country of superstition.

He knew what it felt like, and Vito knew it and understood it, because he'd been looking at the Empire that way for ten thousand years, ten thousand years.

Vito sighed and looked at Loken. He jumped off the table, took two steps forward and held his shoulders. Both of them were under the pale light, with the quiet and dark environment as the background, just like a painting created in An oil painting of the gap between time and time.

"Why did we survive, Vito, why didn't I die on Istvan, and die with my brothers." Loken said with his head down, his lips spoke in the dim light, Vito stood under the light, his back completely shrouded in darkness.

The marshal looked sideways at Loken, that face seemed to be forever shrouded in darkness, only the upper part of the hair was illuminated by the light, and he looked at the bowed Loken.

"Sometimes I also think about this question, Loken, I have lived for 40,000 years, why am I still alive to watch all this instead of dying." Vito said, his voice echoed through the pale mist In the dark room, "For ten thousand years, I have watched the empire step by step into the abyss, and watched everything we built be destroyed. I also want to die in the past."

"Do you know why I'm still here? Loken." Vito asked, that face was looking at Loken in the dimness, and Gaviel Loken raised his head slightly to look at the man in the dimness in front of him, he only had arms Fully illuminated, the rest of the body is completely shrouded in darkness at the arms.

Vito stepped forward out of the darkness, his face and body reappeared in the light, he looked at Loken, "Because I know that even in the deepest night, there is still hope, Loken, hope does not exist in the high collar At the Lord's Council Table, not in the mighty powers of the Warp in the physical universe."

"Hope exists on the dinner table, in the house of every family, in the hand of the Astra Militarum holding a laser gun, in the hammer of the worker, and in the sickle of the farmer in the agricultural world. .”

Loken looked at Vito, at the demigod who had been respected by countless Astartes, at this ancient warrior who had watched over the empire for thousands of years and human civilization for forty thousand years.

Vito pressed Loken's shoulder, looked at the shining eyes under the dark eyebrows of the last Luna Wolf in front of him, "I have watched them win desperate battles, and I have witnessed Krieger's fearlessness. I rushed to the Pyramid of the Necromancer, witnessed the destruction beams of the Imperial Navy rushing towards the Black Market Fortress, and saw the star fighters who lost a hand and did not put down their weapons in the face of the Chaos traitors."

"No, Loken, there is not only despair and pain in this dark galaxy, the flame of hope is still burning brightly in it."

"It exists in the universe, in the heart of a loyal man. Even in the darkest night, the candle of hope still burns. The flame that burns in the hearts of mankind has never been extinguished. Because of that flame, our people This long night has passed, and the dawn is coming soon."

"Dawn? Marshal, is dawn coming soon?" Loken asked softly, with sincere hope in his words, Vito looked at Loken and said meaningfully, it was the lifelong perception of a 40,000-year veteran Words, "Guilliman is about to wake up, that guy has been sleeping for ten thousand years and he is finally about to wake up."

"Lord Guilliman? Is he about to wake up? I read that he fell asleep in Macragge because of Fulgrim's Poison Blade." Loken looked up and Vito smiled.

"Yes, we are on our way to Macragge. You, me, Guilliman, we three 10,000-year-old antiques are coming back, and hope is finally really burning."

Vito pressed Loken's shoulders and looked into his eyes, looking at him earnestly and passionately, "Loken, the reason you didn't die is because your mission is not over like ours, and your fate is not on Istvan, You don't die by gunfire because you need to restore your honor and the glory of those who died in battle."

"Ten thousand years have passed, and the current empire has forgotten the sacrifice on Istvan, the sacrifice of Saul Tarvitz, Nathaniel Gallo and all loyal brothers. They have forgotten the loyalty The Shadow Moon Wolf, now that glorious name has been taken by the Son of Horus, the Black Legion, bringing only fear and shame."

"And you, Garviel Loken, the last Luna Wolf will make everyone understand what a Luna Wolf is, and you will bring back the hymn of honor and loyalty to those fallen warriors, in glory It is your mission to regain a new life, let them, you and the name of Luna Wolf be remembered by the galaxy again."

Vito took a step back as he said that, he turned around and patted the bolter on the table under the light, the bolter with the imperial sky eagle flashing.

"Captain Garviel Loken, are you ready?" Vito asked, Loken looked at him in the darkness, after a while the burly warrior stood up, he stepped forward and looked at the table The bolter in the light.

He took hold of the bolter, lifted it up and pulled the bolt. Loken raised his head and let the bright light illuminate the face, the face that had awakened from the eternal sleep of thousands of years. He looked at Vito, "I will let the galaxy hear our wolf howl again, and hear the wolf howl of the Shadow Moon Wolf."

Vito nodded affirmatively, "Come on, Captain, we still have a lot to do."

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On the training field outside the gate, the other five Astartes were sitting on the bench, while Captain Cole was leaning on the weapon rack. Everyone was silently thinking about what happened on the deck. It was too shocking, and it was definitely not so simple to understand.

Lancelot looked down at the dark angel pendant in his hand, the pendant of the two-winged knight sword gleamed coldly in his palm, the Caliban knight held the pendant and raised his head, "I didn't expect Since the Supreme Marshal has been with us, and since we didn't recognize him."

"He's well disguised, my brother, I don't think anyone will recognize him." Olaf said on the bench opposite, and Eisenstein sat beside him thinking silently.

"All Father, since we have lived together with a demigod for decades, I really didn't expect that the legendary Supreme Marshal is like this. Snake skin, he even secretly drank the wine I hid some time ago!"

Ragnar grumbled, but with a smile on his face, "But Father, this is such a fucking surprise, Lancelot punch me and see if I'm drunk."

Lancelot raised his fist with a smile, "I'm quite happy, brother."

"You don't need Lancelot to beat you up. You are awake and very clear." Bell sat on the bench next to the two and wiped his gun, obviously not surprised at all, but it was nothing strange, he Already knew it and was amazed.

"Damn it, Bell, you're so boring. You don't tell us even if you know Vito is the Supreme Marshal." Ragnar waved his fists in protest, and Lancelot also looked at him and nodded in agreement. The two sang together. It fits pretty well.

Bell shrugged and raised the bolt gun to check the cleanliness of the barrel. He wiped the gun barrel with the gun cleaning cloth, "The marshal asked me to keep it strictly confidential. I must obey the orders and promises."

"Damn! You're as boring as your scriptures!" Ragnar yelled, while his calm old wolf brother was more sensible, he nodded and looked at Bell, "How long have you known that he is the Supreme Marshal? "

"Not long ago, I just found out before he went to Comoros, I believe not many people know his identity." Bell said, while Ragnar laughed and pointed to Lilith who was not far away. Holding the sword in his hand, he flexibly rotates and thrusts there, as if he is practicing, or it may just be a boring time pass.

"Lilith! You must know his identity, right?" Ragnar said loudly, which attracted everyone's attention, including Cole, and they all looked at the beautiful female judge with silver hair dancing.

Lilith stood on her tiptoes and spun around. She put the blade on her slender arm and glanced at them, "Yes, I know."

"How long have you known?" Lancelot continued to ask, Lilith shrugged and continued to swing the blade, "It's longer than you."

"Has he ever told anyone who he is? You know, those other women." "No, he doesn't have Lancelot. Take that as a sign of how we cherish each other."

Lilith turned back, her slender body landed steadily on the ground and swung a sword with her big arm, the shining cold blade slashed forward. Olaf looked at her and nodded.

"He must trust you quite a bit." "Perhaps."

Lilith replied, and Ragnar rubbed his neck and laughed, "What about you? Tell him any secrets? I'm sure you all have a lot of little secrets!"

Lilith looked at Ragnar with a sweet smile, raised the blade and stuck it on her chin, "Actually, I am a demon, the Demon Queen."

As soon as this remark came out, the environment suddenly became awkward, several Astartes looked at each other, and even Cole looked at Lilith with a strange expression, but almost instantly Ragnar laughed and slapped Lancelot thigh.

"Okay, I like the joke, next time we'll make up more of this to prank the boring veterans, especially you Lancelot, especially remember, go back and have some fun with your boring Dark Angels Chapter .”

"On behalf of the whole group, thank you. Next time, hit your own leg." Lancelot complained, looking at his clinking leg armor, which seemed to be dented a little.

"Remember not to use traitors or the like when you make up jokes. People in the first and second companies, especially pastors, are more sensitive." Vito's voice came from a distance, and everyone looked over and saw it coming from Bell's private preparation room. Two people came out.

Everyone stood up and knelt down to salute Vito. The latter looked at them with a face of constipation in extreme embarrassment. He smiled bitterly and looked at Lilith who was walking with her hips akimbo, and then looked at the people in front of him.

"Don't give me this set. You made me feel embarrassed and wanted to get into the gun barrel. I just took it off the deck just for bluffing. The emperor may like this set but I don't. Get up for me."

As Vito said, he went straight up and pulled Cole up. He patted the captain's clothes in front of him and looked at the few people who also stood up. Eisenstein took a step forward and looked at Vito solemnly.

"Command Marshal, we are waiting for your new order."

"Order? I don't like that word. We're still friends. Don't make it so awkward in private." Vito said with a wry smile, but Eisenstein nodded to him solemnly, and he definitely didn't listen.

Vito smiled wryly and rubbed his head, "Okay, as long as you are happy, Cole." Vito said and looked at Cole in front of him, and he pressed Cole's shoulder.

"Take us to Macragge, where our help is urgently needed." "Obey the Marshal." "I said don't call me the Marshal."

Vito said speechlessly and patted Cole on the shoulder to indicate that he could leave. Cole also gave a serious military salute and then turned to leave. Vito got goose bumps all of a sudden. He turned around and put his arms around him. Lilith's shoulders walked towards the exit of the training ground.

"Take Loken to familiarize yourself with the situation on the ship." Vito said as he walked past Ragnar. The latter saluted Vito with a playful smile, and responded with a squeeze of his throat, "I obey! Marshal!"

"Go away! Fuck you." Vito said, waving his hands, and walked towards the exit with his arms around Lilith, who smiled jokingly in his arms and hugged her hands, "Oh, it will definitely be interesting later."

"Yes, except for embarrassing me to death." Vito complained, looking at the Astartes behind him, Loken has already gotten along with several of them, especially Ragnar who came up without admitting his identity He greeted Loken, put his arms around his shoulders and started bragging, while Lancelot bickered with him.

Vito looked at the natural smile on Loken's face. He looked at them as if he had returned to the past. For a moment, he seemed to see Torgaton, Tarwiz and the others, watching them laughing with Loken.

Vito also smiled and turned his head, "Other than that, everything is fine."