Chapter 230 Open the door, the courtroom! (Part 2)
[You opened your slightly sore eyes wide, staring at the smart guy Zhuaganbao in front of you in silence for a long time.]
[A judge wearing force feedback power armor, whose tall body seems to have undergone some genetic and mechanical modifications.]
[Plus his loyal but seemingly not very smart deputy, Ogryn Smarthead. ]
[At most, add a combat team composed entirely of Ogryns. ]
[To investigate the heresy of an Astartes Chapter, and to personally go to the other side's planetary base…]
[You can't help but raise your cold metal hand to support your forehead, which is gradually getting hotter, and try to cool it down physically.]
["Hmm…"]
[The smart guy sitting in front of you imitates your movements without a care in the world, and tries to prop up his fat chin with one big hand. ]
You didn't feel any fear.
[You are just worried about how to successfully complete this investigation mission. ]
[Because whether it is to prove that the Astartes Chapter does have heresy, or to try to prove their innocence. ]
[This will be an extremely difficult act of suicide. ]
[You frowned subconsciously.]
[You suddenly drive the power armor and walk out of the private cabin. ]
["Wait for me, boss!"]
[Smarthead Zhuaganbao, who was sitting on the ground, also climbed up clumsily. ]
[It sways its huge and sturdy body, twists its abnormally fat butt, and follows you slowly. ]
[You plan to take a look around the boat first, maybe you can unexpectedly come up with a way to minimize the loss. ]
[In the first month, the Cobra-class destroyer you were on repeatedly entered and exited the subspace channel, and entered the territorial planets of the Human Empire several times to replenish the supplies consumed on the ship.]
[At the same time, two strange inquisitors from the Holy Hammer Convent (Demon Tribunal) and the Anti-Xenophobia Convent (Alien Tribunal) also boarded the Cobra-class destroyer and took the favorable ship. ]
[They almost immediately recognized you, the elite inquisitor of the Heretic Order (Inquisition) nicknamed 'Steel Skull'.]
[With the friendly intention of not offending anyone, you started chatting with the two people separately.]
[The Inquisitors who accidentally learned that you were about to launch a heresy investigation into an Astartes Chapter all gave you a very tactful reminder.]
[Loyalty to the Emperor and the Imperium of Man is an important duty that any Inquisitor is born with.]
[But the cold universe is also full of unexpected events. ]
[For example, it is common for ships to deviate from their course due to a subspace storm, causing them to arrive at their target planet several years late.]
[For example, you accidentally discovered some other clues of wanted heretics, etc....]
[For a moment, their words seemed to open the door to a new world. ]
[You expressed your gratitude to the judges for their creative ideas.]
[Wait until the two fellow judges leave temporarily.]
[You stare at the smart-headed Zhuaganbao who is feasting on a pile of food and shake your head and smile bitterly.]
["The human empire today… is so damn difficult."]
[You never had any intention of quitting. ]
[You thought for a moment, then stood up and went to the bridge of the Cobra-class destroyer, and found the captain in charge of the ship.]
[With the privileges of the Inquisitor, you have gained the authority to take away weapons and equipment from the armory at will.]
[You led the Smart Head Zhuaganbao and his Ogryn Combat Team, which consisted of five Ogryn Guards, a Gunner Ogryn, and a Bull Ogryn, to the armory.]
[You have armed the Ogryn battle team in front of you to the teeth.]
[If it weren't for the fact that the Ogryns' intelligence was too low to take on the task of driving, you would even want to drive away a sealed Chimera troop carrier.]
[At this moment, you stare at a box of neatly packed hot melt bombs with an indifferent expression, and slowly let out a sigh.]
[These things in front of you may allow you to die with more dignity...]
[As time went by, the Cobra-class destroyer finally arrived at the planetary base of the Truth Seekers.]
[This is an industrial planet with several medium-sized hive cities. ]
[It is also a symbol of the glorious past of the Truth Seekers Chapter. However, the Astartes Chapter, which is now unable to increase the number of monks, has shown an irreversible decline.]
[In the cold void of the universe, the Cobra-class destroyer stopped above the orbit of the industrial planet.]
[The astropath on the ship contacted the local astropath serving the Truth Seekers Chapter.]
[As an Inquisitor, you are authorized to bring armed forces into this industrial planet. ]
[Accompanied by the roar of the engine of a Thunder transport plane. ]
[With an expressionless face, you drove the power armor that had been repaired and adjusted, and led the fully armed Ogryn team on the journey to the regiment's base. ]
[Soon after, your team followed the guidance and arrived at the upper nest of a hive city.]
[Your arrival was warmly welcomed by the planetary governor. ]
[You stare at the middle-aged man in front of you with sweat on his forehead, and slightly narrow your eyes that are slightly stinging due to the dry climate.]
["Hello, Governor… Although it's okay for you to come and welcome me, where are the people from the Truth Seekers Chapter? You can't possibly not see even one Astartes Brother?" You asked him calmly.]
["Respected Inquisitor, I hope you can understand... Your arrival is a very painful thing for the angels. The Truth Seekers have fought for the Inquisition and the Emperor for a long time, but they were branded as heretics just because they refused to be recruited several times. This is not a very fair thing, is it?"]
[The middle-aged governor repeatedly wiped the sweat off his face and smiled at you, but there was a hidden sting in his words.]
["So this is the purpose of my coming here as an Inquisitor. Otherwise, I would not be here alone, but a quelling force. And whether the angels are engaged in heresy or not… is entirely up to me, right? Governor?"]
[You grinned at the middle-aged governor whose face gradually stiffened.]
[Your silver metal head, which covers most of your skull, gleams in the scorching sun.]
["Governor… I will give you three, no, six hours of local time to let you think about it carefully, and let the Astartes of the Truth Seekers Chapter think about it carefully. Of course, I have to think about it carefully too."]
[Your metal palms covered with cold shells slapped the bolt pistol hanging on your waist and the flamethrower on the back of your power backpack.]
[With an irritatingly faint smile on your face, you slowly spoke to the Governor-General, whose face was livid.]
Thank you for your support
(End of this chapter)