Chapter 191 Planning and Delayed Call

The chaos in Amara continued, but in the blind spot of the Sector Council and the Inquisition, the Grey Knights had begun to gather secretly.

Imperial calendar 004.754.M39, in the orbit of Amara Capital World, the capital of the Orpheus Sector.

Two small dagger-type frigates painted with optical stealth coating, under the cover of the routine cruise of the flagship Supreme Decree, silently detached from the belly of the ship and disappeared into the vast universe...

Half a day later, on the second continent of Amara, the Tindalos Legion, which was conducting adaptive training in the mountainous terrain, welcomed a mysterious visitor.

The intelligence personnel of the Inquisition here had no way to pass through the layers of guards to see the identity of the visitor, and there was no way to know the content of his communication with the head of the legion.

The intelligence analyst did not notice this abnormality, so he failed to report it in time.

Afterwards, according to the information provided by the local logistics merchants, it was estimated that the messenger came and left in no more than 20 minutes.

It was precisely these noble 20 minutes that became the beginning of what happened next:

In the next 72 hours, the elite Tindalos Legion, with a total of 600,000 people in 51 regiments deployed throughout the Second Continent, completed the assembly of troops under the watchful eyes of the Inquisition.

And after the Soul Redeemer forcibly entered the Second Continent Starport without any warning, the entire legion completed the boarding operation within ten hours and completely disappeared in the belly of the battlecruiser.

This is an extremely sophisticated mortal force, even with the high-level bureaucrats of the Orpheus Inquisition who are well-informed, they have to admire it.

To have such equipment, and the quality of the entire legion, including the logistics personnel, is so elite, is a powerful force they have ever seen in their lives.

These soldiers in black uniforms inlaid with gold patterns are simply born for the Inquisition.

Their high and rock-hard morale, and the advanced knowledge reserves of all members, made the Inquisitors mistakenly think that they were naval officers.

The armored armor equipped by all members made these judges see what the arrogance of the legion level is.

Which unit is this?

Could it be that there is another solar auxiliary army in the empire today?

The bureaucrats of the Tribunal have a deep memory of these legions marching down from the Grey Knights' warships. After learning their identities, all the members of the Tribunal were fascinated by them and wanted to take over these legion warriors who were comparable to stormtroopers from the Grey Knights immediately.

Therefore, under the current situation in Orpheus, the Tribunal has been reluctant to let the Grey Knights use this unit for a full ten years.

Since they arrived in Amara, all the supplies and materials have been provided by the Tribunal at the highest standards, in order to influence these loyal legion warriors and lay the foundation for future takeover.

But now, the duck in hand has been seen and raised.

Then, under the unannounced action of a Grey Knight, the duck that had been raised for a whole decade flew away...

High-ranking Inquisitor Mabry was deeply distressed by this, and went to the Supreme Decree overnight to express serious protest to the Grey Knights represented by Aidan for disregarding the overall situation in front of a group of Grey Knights.

Grey Knight Grand Master Aidan accepted this humbly and promised to do it next time.

Jules also saw the Interstellar Labyrinth Strike Cruiser, which had just sailed out of the Manzeville Jump Point, at the Awei IX (Amara Satellite IX) Starport later.

The warship had just sailed out of the dense defensive minefield, and the guide ship in front had not gone far.

Jules' figure had already appeared beside the berth of the large ship in the starport.

Unfortunately, he did not meet the famous Astroon Moloch Chapter Master directly, but first dealt with the exclusive diplomat of the Minotaur, the Supreme Priest of the Minotaur Chapter, Ivanus Comien.

The Astartes priest who had just stepped off his exclusive vehicle, the "Good Luck Exhausted", also expressed polite surprise at Le's visit.

"If I'm being presumptuous, I have never known that we had any intersection with your group. But I have to say that no matter what your intention is, I am afraid I will disappoint you."

It was not surprising that Jules faced Cormien's calmness and alienation. This chapter has such a reputation. If he can't play the role of a lone minister, he will still call friends everywhere.

It will probably not be long before this chapter is excommunicated.

This is the survival wisdom of this chapter. As the captain of the Seventh Company who has begun to take over the diplomacy of the Grey Knights, Jules can understand it.

He also knew that his visit was abrupt, but he had to do so due to the situation. He recalled what Aidan had told him before he left, and then said to Komien:

"You don't need to rush to refuse. I came here for my own mission. Please tell your leader. The Grey Knight has something to ask for. If he doesn't want to, remember to remind him that he owes us."

"You'd better know what you're talking about!"

After listening to Jules' words, Komien pondered for a while and stared into his eyes.

His old face was the same as his mission. The mercy of a priest and the coldness of a hermit chief alternated. Between the scars and nasolabial folds, he established his unique personal charm.

Without much greeting, Komien immediately gave up his original trip to Amara to wait for the garrison order, and turned around and got into the Storm Eagle gunboat named "Good Luck Runs Out".

Under the blue tail flame of the gunboat engine, he returned to the maze he had just left.

"How did you come back so quickly?" A bell-like voice sounded from above Komien's head. He stood up from his half-kneeling position and looked at the burly figure on the throne at the end of the hall.

The Iron Warrior, now known as Astroon Moloch, is still as strong and sturdy as he was three thousand years ago.

But he is no longer wearing the nameless Terminator power armor.

A gorgeous Spartan armor made specifically for him and a power halberd of the same style as the Imperial Guards beside the throne set off his three-meter-tall heavy body as majestic as a god of war.

The huge body sat on the bronze throne, overlooking everything in the battleship dome, like a monarch inspecting his territory.

The blood-red curtains and golden columns were mixed with huge crystal glass, and endless starlight shone from there.

That was the unique scenery of the battleship dome porthole, and it was also a manifestation of his privilege as the actual monarch here.

"Someone from the Inquisition is here to visit and wants to see the Lord."

Comien was like a retainer from the Middle Ages, describing his experience in his unique cold voice.

"Expel him!" Astroon's roar sounded as expected.

"There is no place for the Inquisition here! If he still bothers you, kill him!"

"Your will!" Comien bowed his head again, and then added:

"But as he said, he said you owed him."

"Hmm?"

The figure who was originally lying on the back of the wide bronze chair slowly sat up after hearing the sound, and the oppressive feeling in the air made Comien slowly lift his heart.

"Who is he?"

Morlock's voice was still low and powerful, but the hesitation and expectation in it were indeed emotions that Comien had never heard in the hundreds of years of serving him.

"A Grey Knight, my leader." Comien said so.

Boom!

The huge figure stood up from the throne, and the halberd leaning on the armrest was shaken. Just as it slid to the side, it was grabbed by a big hand covered with the same bronze gauntlet.

"Let him come to see me." Moloch said loudly.

"Yes!"

Comien, who received the order, turned and walked out.

He was not curious about Moloch's secrets. Serving this powerful tyrant was his whole mission.

"No! I'll go with you to see him!"

The giant came from behind him. When he passed by Comien, he happened to see the priest's expression of surprise that was hard to conceal and rarely seen in decades...

Before long, Jules saw the return of another larger airship as expected.

Moloch, who walked out of the hatch, did not wait for Comien's footsteps, but strode towards Jules.

Comien, who got off the ship later, quickened his pace and saw the three-meter-tall body of his own war captain standing in front of Jules, who was only as tall as his shoulders.

"He... that lord asked you to come?" Moloch asked

"Hmm? Which lord?"

Jules' mind paused for half a second, and then with the help of Moloch's bronze gauntlet that slowly began to tighten the halberd, he instantly understood what the other party meant.

"No! We are going to find him, so we need your help!"

"Got it." Moloch said.

Got it? Got what? Before Jules could figure out what was going on, he saw Moloch's big hand grabbing his back.

"Come on, follow me on board! The help you need is not only from me!"

First update, posted first and revised later, please forgive me.