Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 4 01.0004: ‘Miss Hunter, you don’t want to…’

Horatio, half of his body soaked in blood, walked out of the cockpit, cleaned the flesh on his prosthetic limbs, and took off the ring on his ring finger.

Generally speaking, unmarried people don’t wear rings like this.

But when you think of the original owner’s life of using fists every day, the purpose of wearing it like this is self-evident—to increase lethality.

The base material is precious refined gold.

Even if the outer layer of gold is worn out, it is still bright and colorful overall. Obviously, the harsh environment was taken into consideration from the beginning of the design, so this kind of noble and wear-resistant precious metal was chosen.

Even so, after so long in the nest, the ring is inevitably worn out and the carvings become blurred.

Through the light, Horatio can roughly see the appearance of an imperial battleship, and there is also a faint engraving of the word ‘legend’.

The question is, where did this ring come from?

Not only did Horatio feel strange now, but the original owner also spent a lot of time investigating the clues of this ring in his memory, but nothing happened until he was imprisoned.

He only knew that this ring had been with him since the crash, and it was very likely directly linked to his life experience, and it was his only breakthrough point to explore his identity.

After a simple cleaning, Horatio put the ring back on.

"Is the situation better?"

He looked at the female hunter who stood up with a gun and asked. It can be seen that her legs were injured in the previous violent fall and were slightly swollen.

The beautiful blonde girl still kept a frown on her face.

The almond eyes staring at Horatio were full of hostility, vigilance, weirdness, and fear. In the face of Horatio's questioning, she would nod but refused to speak.

But there was still a hint of different complex emotions in that look. Was it gratitude? Thanks? Or apology?

Horatio himself couldn't tell.

[After all, we are half colleagues from different worlds, hey! ]

Horatio sighed and shrugged helplessly. Now that he was in this position, he couldn't force others to trust him completely.

"Can you locate where we are?"

The girl glanced at Horatio and finally spoke, her voice hoarse and full of fatigue: "It should be the lower nest. There is electromagnetic interference nearby. I can't send out any signal."

Isolated and helpless.

But it is not necessarily a bad thing for him.

"If we want to survive, we can only cooperate, Miss. At least I am not a cultist."

Horatio looked around and found that only the equipment of the 'persuasion brother' who was shot in the head first was intact.

He put on the equipment and picked up a usable gun. Only the butt of the gun was slightly crooked by his iron hand, but generally speaking, it didn't have much impact.

He changed into a formal outfit. Except for the size being a little too large, his outfit was still in good shape, almost the same as that of a regular legal department escort. He was refreshed and energetic.

Then he took out all the electric batons he could find to replenish the energy of his prosthetic limbs.

"Cooperation? No, it's conscription." The female hunter didn't want to be robbed of the initiative by Horatio, so she said in an official tone that could not be questioned.

"You will atone for your crimes by fighting for the God Emperor. I will keep an eye on you, death row prisoner No. 24601."

Having said that, the female hunter knew that she had no other choice, but just changed a set of words to make herself more decent, but in essence, it still satisfied the result that Horatio wanted.

[Well, this woman is easier to communicate with than expected, so my plan may work. ]

"Whatever." Horatio smiled and shrugged.

In life, face is the most important thing, let alone nobles.

The female hunter snorted coldly, injected an analgesic into the swollen part of the calf, and silently buckled the last piece of armor.

The damage to the tights at most lost the ability to protect against radiation, biochemical and cold insulation.

Although the environment of the lower nest is not good, it is not as harsh as that of the extreme planet. With the shielding of the light power armor, the damage to the internal suit will not have much impact.

Horatio opened the back door and jumped out of the car carefully. In the distance, a group of people were walking towards the front of the car.

After coming down from the elevated passage known as the ‘blood vessels of the hive city’, the car was now parked in an abandoned factory building about 200 meters outside an abandoned chapel.

There were no people around, and it was a rare place in the crowded hive city that was hidden from the public, which was perfect for unknown evil sacrifices.

The driver was slapped to death by himself before sending out the information. The cultists in the base did not know that they had arrived. It should be a patrol team.

Horatio did not intend to confront the cultists with a large number of people, not to mention that there was a slightly injured person around him.

Horatio took a look around and extended his hand politely to the huntress.

The huntress looked at him with strange eyes.

Needless to say, Horatio could guess roughly that although he still retained the ruffian spirit of the original owner, he was not the same person after all.

"Someone is coming. If we don't hurry up, we'll be discovered." Horatio raised his hand.

"..."

The Huntress frowned and reluctantly helped him down.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Horatio took her to the side and avoided the patrol.

"Are you really going to go in?" The Huntress was uneasy about Horatio's "reverse escape" and released the gun's safety with her thumb.

"Look at that."

Horatio lay on the ruins, holding the telescope he had taken from the bailiff in one hand and pointing to the top with the other hand: "A shuttle, it looks like it belongs to a prominent figure, we can grab it."

Then Horatio turned over, looked at the huntress, and chuckled: "Before we act, let's talk about a deal."

"..."

The huntress didn't say anything, her almond eyes stared at Horatio with anger, as if to say, 'You brought me out, and now you're asking me for something? '.

But reason restrained her anger, she wanted to see what tricks this guy was going to play.

"For no other reason, I need you to provide me with shelter."

"Protection of a tainted witness...?"

"You can understand it this way. Anyway, after I get out of here, I need you to take me back to your home."

The huntress's eyes suddenly widened, her face flushed, and she stepped back, objecting fiercely:

"No! Absolutely not! What is your intention for such a request! Too shameless, extremely shameless!" The huntress frowned and stepped back instinctively, her hand on the gun.

Horatio raised his eyebrows and waited patiently for the girl to calm down.

Yes, it was strange for a male prisoner to run to the home of a law enforcement girl.

But the reason why he made such a request might be that it was the only way for him to find clues about his life experience.

"Of course, you can also not go."

Horatio's unexpected words made the huntress feel relieved.

"Miss Hood, aren't you the daughter of the Lord Captain? I have a ring here, which should be related to the Imperial Navy. Do you know it? As long as you know the clues, I promise you not to go. Just find a place to put me down after you escape."

[What good ring can a gangster from the Lower Nest have... and he mentioned the Imperial Navy to my Hood family? ]

Farida frowned slightly, glanced at it, and said unhappily:

"I don't remember. It's impossible to put you down. It's my duty to send you to the Ministry of Law safely. Didn't the Hive Law Enforcement Office report this ring?"

She had never seen any report about this ring.

"I remember that someone took a photo of it. Because there was an Imperial battleship logo on it, no one dared to take it away for themselves."

The Huntress's heart skipped a beat. If it wasn't a mistake made by the Hive Law Enforcement Office, could it be... a member of the Ministry of Law took away this report?

[No, it's impossible. There must be something wrong with the Hive Law Enforcement Office! ]

Horatio relaxed his shoulders, leaned comfortably on the ruins, and said humorously:

"Since you don't want to help me, then I'll just start. Anyway, I'm just a worthless life, and you are a young noble with a bright future."

"I'm not afraid of death, the Emperor will save my soul." The girl said stubbornly.

"Oh, by the way, those guys seem to believe in the power of pleasure?"

"..."

Horatio raised his mouth slightly, crossed his legs, and said from a different angle: "Miss Hunter, you don't want to be caught by the Pleasure Cult, right?"

Horatio only used a short sentence to make the female Hunter tremble violently as if she had PTSD.

She remembered the terrible scene that she didn't want to recall just now. Her slender fingers kept rubbing the trigger guard. Her breathing became rapid and she looked very entangled.

Horatio narrowed his eyes, raised his mouth slightly, and started the next wave of psychological offensive.

"I can assure you that I can accept your house arrest when I arrive at your house. When everything is settled, I will do whatever you want. Even if you send me back to the Ministry of Justice, I won't say a word."

"It's no loss for you."

The handsome young man in front of her laughed heartily and offered a condition that she couldn't refuse.

[This deal...is worth it.] The female hunter thought.

[Keep her stable first, and then control her later.] Horatio thought.

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