Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The majestic statue stands beside the waterfall halfway up the mountain. It is tall and majestic, holding the phoenix scepter and looking at the distant horizon. The moonlight shines on his face, making his face look like crystal under the silver moon. Reflects the dazzling brilliance.

Those rays of light were refracted into the waterfall, and the flowing water curtain instantly resembled a luminous galaxy. Every drop of water and every flying water flow was tumbling with light. They flew straight down and fell from the balcony of the royal court. Those tumbling The light shines on the profile of the person standing here.

The refracted light of the waterfall also shone in the shadow behind the colonnade. Among the dancing underwater light spots, a person came out. Her tight leather pants shone in the water light, and her long The long leather whip was hung on the side of his waist, and the unique blood that had not yet dried up also glowed with a faint golden light in the moonlight.

Her chest, with her topless shirt still unbuttoned, looked like a snow-white field in the moonlight. She walked onto the terrace, and the clicking sound of her high-heeled boots sounded like a song played by an orderly band.

Iriol turned around, his hands behind his back, the long knife on his waist was slung on the side of his thigh, the pain pistol was also attached to the scabbard, and his hands were behind his back not far behind the butt of the gun, " Did you enjoy playing with him? ""Yeah, he's pretty good, he's still the same as before." Vivian shrugged and Irio nodded, "Then I hope you asked something. After all, he is still the same as you know him, isn't he?"

"What is he doing here?" Irio asked, "The Black Library, he wants to go in." "In this galaxy, not just here, from the physical universe to the webway, and then to the subspace, he wants to get out of the dark library." There are many people who obtain secrets in libraries. The key is not that they want to go in, but what they want to do in there.”

Vivian shrugged, a little helpless, "Then how do I know? He did tell me the reason for coming here. Halfway through our game, I found that any male creature would be particularly Buddhist at that moment, with a brain that Say whatever you think and never lie."

"Then do you think I am?" Irio suddenly asked with a smile as if he was interested. Vivian shrugged and sat on the armrest next to him. She hadn't buttoned up her shirt yet, exposing half of her breasts. Outside, she held her chin, "You? Sometimes I really don't know what you like. My dear brother, you are not interested in women, and neither are men."

Iriol laughed, and turned around with his hands behind his back to look at the distant land, "Because anyone who suddenly approaches you and pays attention to you for no reason will only be of two types: liars who want to swindle you, and people with knives. assassin."

"Emotions are more reliable only when they are conquered. You have to knock out the lion's teeth and let it be fed by you before it will be loyal." Irio said with a sneer, this is the Church of Gemo One of their many truths, whether they were mass-created from cloning jars or truly born from their mother's womb, the first thing they learned before they learned to eat was that there is no such thing as love without a reason.

All love has a purpose. The love of parents comes from investment in the future. The love of brothers and sisters is the instinct of animals to stick together before grabbing food. The so-called team love is more like a joke.

"You have learned this a long time ago, so you don't need me to teach you, but this is the reason why we are still alive and standing here now, dear sister, use love instead of being used by love."

"Isn't that how this ark came to be? You don't really love that stupid young prophet, do you? And he doesn't know how to love his true face, so he and his ark are now in our hands. "

Iriol smiled and seemed quite proud. He put his hands behind his back and raised his head, "There is no shortage of idiots in this world, right?" "As you said, dear brother." "Well, I'm still worried. Do you really love that human being? But I think I should be overly worried. Now tell me what he told you." "I just told you, you don't believe me?" "Of course I believe it, dear Weiwei. Ann, my sister, tell me again."

Irio asked softly while staring into Vivian's eyes, but those eyes were as bright as snake's eyes. Vivian looked at those eyes for a moment and then sat down, crossing her legs in front of her and looking. Looking towards the waterfall below him, "He's going to the Black Library for a reason. Forget it, it's most likely that he made it up anyway. A man like him, even at that time, will be like a wolf, hiding himself Its fangs are always staring at your neck.”

Vito was indeed like this in bed. Although he was staring at the tattoo on his neck and praising his good taste, he didn't pay much attention to other places.

"He knows that you are the only person who has been to the Black Library and knows how to get there. Well, strictly speaking, how to go in standing up and not come out sideways."

"Indeed, this has brought me a lot of wealth, and too many people are willing to pay a sufficient price for the secrets." Irio said with his hands behind his back, a treacherous smile on his lips, "And they They are too eager and ignore that the truth is not always true. They long for a definite answer, but the more single the fact, the more false it is. There is only confusion and traps at the end of the road. "

"Fate's joke is really unpredictable, isn't it?" Iriol mocked, as if he was mocking everything in sight. Except for himself, everything in this world would be laughed at. "When people think they have control, When he was determined by his destiny, he forgot that he was just a puppet on a string, performing a farce on the stage of the god of destiny, right, Victor."

He asked in the air, as if he was asking someone, but of course no one answered him, but Vivian was used to it. Irio always talked to himself suddenly like this, as if he was talking to someone, Serious and caring, as if there really was an invisible friend standing next to him.

"You said you were going to take him to your new client?" Vivian suddenly asked after a moment of silence. Irio stared at the empty place to one side, and then slowly turned his head, "New client?" No, I've worked with him many times, and even though he's a human, well, he says he's not, he says he's an Astartes, but to me they're both human."

"Space warrior?" "Space warrior? Quite a human word. Dear Vivian, it seems that you learned a lot when you were with Vito." "You didn't learn this from him, but you learned more about human customs. , it will help our cause, don’t interrupt, what deal do you want to make with a Space Marine? You know that the Empire has always wanted to capture us, right?”

The Imperial government is very familiar with three things, heretics, traitors, and pirates. Fortunately, they have at least two of them. And if it is the Astartes, plus the super hatred of aliens, even traitors We are no exception.

"Believe me, dear Vivian, he has nothing to do with the empire. What do you call him a human? Traitor? It's so interesting. One group of traitors calls another group traitors, or they all call each other traitors, humans. , It’s always so interesting.” Irior smiled and put his hands behind his back, “But don’t worry about him.” “Why not? The traitors of the human empire also hate us, don’t we?” “Well. , maybe for many people, but he is a wise man and knows that pure hatred is worthless, and he has a higher pursuit. "

Irio looked at his bracelet, which was engraved with a blue rose pattern, which was the symbol of one of the oldest consul families in Gomo. "He is willing to pay a high price for his brothers. What a stupid kid, he didn’t know that when his brothers woke up, they wouldn’t be grateful but bombs.”

"Family has been the most unreliable thing since ancient times." "Really? What about me? Do you want to consider knocking out my teeth?" Vivian asked looking elsewhere, and Irio raised his eyebrows. There was silence for half a second, and then he held her shoulders with a smile, "Family and bloodline are just lies. If I say it's true, you know it's a lie. People are united by the ties of interest, no matter what. No one is related by blood, but you, my dear sister, have a strong bond of unity."

"Besides, you and I are not real siblings, are we? You and Malus are the product of our father's extramarital affair. My mother and your mother have always... Well, that has nothing to do with us, but even so, someone else Can you doubt the trust between us?"

Irio said with a smile, and Vivian turned her head to look at him. After a moment of silence, she put her hand on the crystal skull on her waist, "Then I will bring you a "bond of interests." Well, I know a better buyer. Give Vito to me and I can get a better price."

"A better seller?" Irio asked with a slight frown. Vivian shrugged and tapped her fingers on the crystal skull, rhythmically every time. "Hmm, your buyers are just ordinary Space Marines. And mine is a higher existence and can afford a higher price.”

"Who is he?" "Is it important? Just give Vito to me and I'll bring back the price. Besides, my clients don't like to show up casually." "I didn't know you had such a client. "Dear sister." "I don't know that you made a deal with a Space Marine, and I don't know what it is now."

The two looked into each other's eyes, and a sense of solemnity spread between them. After a moment, Irio broke the silence, and he smiled, "Maybe you have a good client, dear sister, but I think it's better to Just listen to me, as usual, after all, it’s always been like this, right?”

He pressed Vivian's shoulders and looked at the distant land, but stared into her eyes with his peripheral vision, "You know, I have always trusted you. We are on the same boat, right? We always take care of each other, right? ?”

Vivian stared into his eyes in silence for a moment. The moonlight shone on the side of her face. Her long curly hair covered half of her face. In the darkness, her amber eyes stared into purple eyes, with two snakes. Her eyes hissed silently, but in the end nothing happened, and Vivian shrugged.

"Okay, as you said, dear brother, enjoy the boat I gave you." Vivian jumped off the armrest, stood up and walked to the exit of the terrace. Iriol frowned slightly as he watched her back He frowned, gently stroked the handle of his knife, and spoke to the thing on the side that no one could see.

"The little snake showed its fangs."

"The snake will always grow up, and when it wakes up from hibernation, it will want to bite people." Beside Irio, an incorporeal ghost appeared out of thin air, coiling in the air like a poisonous snake. Irio's body, on that smoke-filled body, wore a clown's mask.

"Pull out the snake's teeth?" "The fangs are the only useful thing about the snake. If you pull them out, what's the use of the snake?" The clown said with a smile, whispering around Irio, who looked at Looking at Vivian's back, she raised her head and said, "Then there's nothing you can do about it, right? My half-sister."

He slowly pulled out the scabbard, and the clown's face chuckled under the cold light of the knife.