Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 43 02.0043: ‘You are the only one who calls me a rebel? ’

The sudden reversal shocked the jaws of the hive city bailiffs, and even their captain who was sitting on the ground acting up was dumbfounded.

"Is that boy... a loyal heir of the navy, or a reserve sergeant???"

Whispering murmurs began to be heard from the crowd, and people mostly looked at the hive city bailiffs who were usually arrogant and domineering with an expression of gloating.

"You lawless guys now dare to blackmail a loyal sergeant of the Imperial Navy, right?"

"We don't know either. He's not wearing a uniform. Oops!"

Sergeant Louise hit the deputy captain of the Hive City Marshal on the chest with the butt of his rifle mercilessly, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Ouch, we were wrong, we were wrong. We were blind and didn't recognize it... Ouch!" Before he could finish his words, the corporal named Leidos next to him kicked him into the ground again.

"Are you blind? Then you just catch the easy bullies and do your best to harm them, right? CNM." Corporal Leidos got angrier and cursed vulgarly.

Being able to share the same hatred with the enemy may be because he came from a family of naval sergeants who died in the service and lived in Zhongchao.

"Ouch! Ouch!" The vice-captain was kicked to the ground, rolling and crawling, screaming.

There were whispers nearby.

"That guy grabs people every day and beats them if they don't give them. Today he finally got his comeuppance."

"Their captain should be beaten more. He is more ruthless than anyone else. Indulging the gangsters has ruined the lives of many people."

"I am a gangster. There were a few good people in the team, but I was forced to transfer them."

"You dare to label a loyal heir of the navy as a rebel, so what else can you dare to do?"

The captain of the hive city bailiff hid behind the other hive city bailiffs without daring to make a sound.

Seeing that the whispers were pushing him to the forefront, he covered his mouth and nose covered in blood, glared at the whispering crowd, and swung the baton in his hand to tell them to shut up.

Brush——The baton dangling in mid-air was instantly snatched away from the hand by a corporal.

"Hey, you're the one who labeled Tadashi a rebel, right?" the corporal asked angrily.

Corporal Fidio handed Horatio his baton.

He was looking coldly at the bailiff captain sitting on the ground.

The captain of the bailiff shivered when he heard the corporal calling him.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, you don't remember the faults of villains, oh my!"

He completely apologized for being in the wrong direction, facing Corporal Fidio instead of Horatio, and was whipped to the ground by Horatio before he could finish his words.

Several soldiers of the Tadatsuki Marine Corps stared at the other bewildered bailiffs with their weapons in hand, tacitly allowing their new classmates to teach these unpleasant scum a lesson.

The loyal heirs of the empire serve the God-Emperor, and punishing evil and promoting good is the basis of the loyal heirs' responsibilities.

"This stick is for the sake of being tyrannical and intimidating innocent people."

"Ouch, ah." The captain of the bailiff trembled and rolled on the ground in embarrassment. His straight uniform, armor and face were covered with mud and loot that had not been cleaned for thousands of years.

"good!!"

"Teach these rubbish and parasites a lesson!" Several low cheers came from the onlookers in the Zhongchao crowd.

Every Midhive person living here has inevitably been bullied and harassed by the Hive City bailiffs and their gangsters.

Now that the situation has reversed and seeing them defeated, the people watching are secretly afraid that these scum will find someone to vent their anger on later, but they also feel a sense of joy.

Horatio struck the captain's hands with a backhand blow.

"This stick is for you to use your power for personal gain and amass ill-gotten wealth."

"Ouch, stop! Stop! Ahh!"

A swift and ruthless blow struck the bailiff captain on the face, causing saliva to fly and a broken tooth to fall out of his mouth.

"This stick is for you to call a deer a horse and falsely accuse a good person."

Every stroke of the stick was accompanied by the restrained anger and suppressed cheers of the onlookers, which together with the howling of ghosts and cries of the bailiff captain, staged a rare drama in the hive city.

After three sticks, the bailiff captain's face swelled into a pig's head and his hands turned into carrots.

The lady officer had no intention of stopping the reserve sergeant. Instead, she glared hard at the other Hive City bailiffs.

Just the fierce glare of those extremely intimidating purple eagle eyes will make the scoundrels who have the reputation of being law enforcers but are completely loyal to the guild alliance tremble in fear.

Horatio nonchalantly threw his baton at the captain of the bailiff and dusted his hands.

"Get out of here!" the female sergeant scolded with a look of disgust on her face, her purple eyes full of disgust.

"Thank you, thank you! Woo hoo hoo." The captain of the bailiff knew how much of a sin it was to slander the loyal heir.

If the imperial political commissar were present, it would be a shame to shoot him on the spot.

With a scolding, the group of people who were still arrogant and domineering suddenly disappeared.

They couldn't afford to have a conflict with the Tadatsuki Marines, let alone draw their guns.

If these precious God-Emperor coins were damaged, the Imperial Navy and the Political Commissariat would probably bring military police to the Law Enforcement Building in Area F of Vegas to arrest the person the next day.

Even if the Emperor comes, he will not be able to stop them from rectifying the Fa on the spot.

What's more, even if they wanted to fight, they couldn't! In terms of fighting or drawing a gun, how many mortals on the entire planet can be the opponent of these elite loyal heirs? Not to mention their group of middle nest bailiffs who bully the weak and fear the strong here every day and neglect training.

"Classmate, this is your money, please keep it safe. It's not safe here. If you have nothing else to do, you'd better leave as soon as possible." Louise's frowning eyebrows slightly relaxed, and she handed the banknote to Horatio, with a faint smile on her cold face.

"Thank you, senior, I'll leave after dinner." Horatio took the money and handed a banknote to the daughter of the cook.

"Okay, if you have anything else, you can come to us. We will patrol and monitor this area." The female sergeant put on her helmet again and glanced at the shivering half-cat girl on the ground.

"Really... these guys ran fast, the thieves ran away without caring, and we don't care about law enforcement."

"If you don't mind, let me handle it."

The female sergeant glanced at Horatio and nodded lightly: "As the owner, of course, you can, goodbye."

"See you later." Horatio saluted.

"Please do not block the road and keep the road clear. Please do not linger to avoid danger." At the shout of the female sergeant, the loyal marines saluted Horatio in unison, and asked the crowd to gradually disperse and resume patrolling.

[So the loyal marines can do these things. This seems to be a patrol mission that will add learning points?] Horatio thought to himself as he watched the female sergeant leave.

"Dear Mr. Zhongsi Sergeant, your meal is ready." The girl walked up and said respectfully.

After knowing that the young man in front of her was a loyal reserve sergeant of the Imperial Navy, her attitude became more respectful and admiring.

"Don't be so restrained, I'm just a soldier."

"Then you are also the strongest soldier, the precious currency of His Majesty the Emperor! Sir!" The girl smiled sweetly and praised, while making a Sky Eagle salute to Horatio.

Horatio did not speak, but responded with a smile.

[The respect of the imperial people for the soldiers is really well-deserved, and their eyes are shining. ]

In the Empire, it is a great honor to be the currency of the Emperor.

In the eyes of ordinary residents, the Astra Militarum is a place where only the warriors selected from thousands of people are qualified to enter.

The fighting power of the loyal soldiers is more like a living legend, and they are really at the level of killing with one strike in the God of War.

[Okay, how should we deal with this thief now? ]

Horatio turned his head and looked at the girl who was licking her wounds silently on the ground.

In the memory of the leader of the "Labor Gang", there must be thousands of such thieves under his command. It is not easy to find a job to fill your stomach in the hive city, let alone the discriminated sub-humans. The petty thefts started when they were hungry children.

It is not that the organization he founded deliberately harbors filth. In the face of the threat of starvation, morality is pale and powerless, and the rules set by the upper nesters are even more like a piece of waste paper.

The principle that if you are caught stealing, you should stand up and be beaten is universal, but now that this little thief has been beaten by the Nest City bailiff, Horatio does not intend to do it again. Instead, he plans to try to use this half-cat man to sniff out some clues for himself.

"Hey." Horatio called indifferently.

The girl reacted and looked at Horatio. The pupils that were originally erected due to stress became round and large, the corners of her eyes were wet, and her whole body was trembling. She did not dare to look at Horatio again. Even her ears that were erected drooped, and they were trembling slightly when she looked closely.

"Would you like to eat something?"

The emperor does not need hungry soldiers. Of course, the consequences of forcing this have been countless since ancient times, so Horatio plans to give her some sweetness first, at least not let her starve to death in front of him.

This sentence made the half-cat girl raise her head and look at him in surprise. The tears that flowed out plowed two ditches, and her eyes flashed with incredible doubts.

"How long has it been since you last had a meal?"

"It's been a long time since I last had a meal..." the girl stammered with her head down.

"Sir, I've seen this half-cat recently. She has been eating discarded broken bones for a long time. I wanted to throw some leftovers from the guests these days, but she can't compete with other beggars." Yin Shuyao whispered beside him.

"Well, it seems that she really has nothing to do?"

"It's too difficult to find a decent job here. Except for the flesh trade or more degenerate businesses, these excluded beast-type subhumans may not find a decent job to support themselves, sir."

Yin Shuyao's words made Horatio realize that it was not just the lower nest, but the living conditions of the subhumans today were like this.

The Empire is an extremely exclusive regime.

Although more than 10,000 years ago, the Emperor himself issued an edict to grant some subhumans who were determined to be harmless and able to integrate into human society the right to enjoy the imperial citizenship.

But now, when the Emperor himself sat on the Golden Throne and could no longer move, becoming the "God Emperor", the current state religion is constantly promoting the racial ideology of "other races".

They over-emphasize the purity of human skulls, exclude and marginalize subhumans, thereby transforming the internal contradictions of the empire and achieving distorted stability.

In the end, except for the big Ogryn apes with poor brains and the short but quick-eyed and quick-handed Ratlings, who still have the option of becoming soldiers, those subhumans who still have some animality, even the army is willing to cautiously open a crack.

The army can accept fools, but cannot accept those who do not obey orders.

Without work, they cannot afford the cost of living, and these subhumans who can't make a living can only do some sneaky jobs.

The "broad-minded and tolerant" Hive Planet, this tolerance is only for pure humans.

So most of the sub-humans who hid from place to place fell into the bottom nest, and even degenerated into heresy.

The bewildered girl sat on the ground, like a cat cub who had lost its father.

Horatio squatted down, took out a handkerchief and handed it to the half-cat girl.

"Come here, I'll take you to eat something. Then I'll ask you something. As long as you answer well, I'll let you eat enough."

He knew the habits and living areas of the clever sub-humans such as cat people.

There were few people there, and it was the easiest place to hide filth and dirt, and it was the best place to hold ceremonies.

And cat people are born with an allergic reaction to the forces of chaos.

She was able to live so long, obviously because she cleverly avoided these areas.

Although the fortune teller was not found, the clues of the Slaanesh cultists might be obtained from the cat population.

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