Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Darkness...everywhere is darkness covered by haze and thick fog...

The tall icons were toppled and destroyed, the emperor's faith was desecrated, the sacred Palatine eagle was polluted and twisted, and the people who were once protected by this faith were killed and injured.

Flames... once tall and magnificent buildings were reduced to ruins, prosperous cities were burned by fire in dense rainforests, and no bones of the imperial subjects who lived here were left, only embers and black smoke left after the ablation. .

Saratan looked at everything familiar and unfamiliar in front of him, knowing that this was the devastating disaster he had brought to Ophelia 7, the former pearl of the empire, after he failed in his duty as a servant of the emperor...

"No!"

Saratan groaned in pain and opened his eyes again under the gaze of Calvin and the imperial guards behind him.

The Supreme Holy See, which returned to reality again, seemed to have experienced a long period of suffering and became old and weak in just a few minutes.

His dry and dark eyes looked at everything around him eagerly. Under the constant wash of reality, he finally convinced his consciousness to withdraw from the nightmare just now.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"It's not too long. Calculated in standard Terra time, it's 296 seconds."

Calvin sat on the seat directly in front of the sofa, looking down at the old man lying on it. After hearing Saratan's question, he glanced at the servo screen that popped up on his left arm and answered the old man's question seriously.

After experiencing such a major mental trauma, the old man's body was still too weak. He could not get up from the soft sofa for a while, so he had to move around with his dry eyeballs.

"My attendant..." He asked, looking at the personal attendant who fell to the ground.

"He was too excited, so we let him "rest" for a while to buy time for you to wake up. The conspiracy and crisis here are still lurking, and I need to keep the hall quiet to prevent the conversation here from being noticed by the enemy."

Nicholas, who was behind Calvin, took a step forward and explained the current situation to the old man in a low voice. Saratan nodded helplessly after hearing the explanation, and then continued his wandering thoughts.

But Calvin could not wait that long. The light in his eyes flashed and he forcibly injected power into Saratan's soul. The latter shuddered under his stimulation, and then regained the clarity in his eyes with the next breath.

"Listen, Lord Saratan, we don't have much time." Calvin said looking at Saratan who had regained his senses.

"Yes... we don't have much time..." Saratan repeated Calvin's words mechanically, but then he suddenly woke up after understanding the meaning of this sentence.

What he saw was still Calvin's penetrating gaze, and the tall, cold bodies of the Imperial Guards like sculptures.

"What do you want to do? Blockade the City of Divine Grace? But that will be a heavy blow to the image of the state religion..."

He knows the responsibilities of the Gray Knights, and he also knows that once these emperor's "scavengers" decide to intervene in the development of the incident, they will definitely leave a lot of devastation regardless of success or failure afterwards.

"No, I won't block this place." Calvin's words made Saratan feel slightly relaxed, but the next words made him feel terrible.

"Because it's too late..."

"Emperor..." Saratan groaned in pain.

Calvin's judgment was not wrong.

On the contrary, his words eliminated the last chance of luck in Saratan's heart.

It was too late. When the weapon loss incident occurred and the 32 cardinals walked out of the Royal Hall without being controlled, Saratan had lost the only possibility to contain this conspiracy.

Several days have passed since they walked out of the King's Hall. Who knows their whereabouts?

Even if there are complete operational areas divided by functional authority within the state religion, who can guarantee that the pollution will not spread?

This is the horror of chaos pollution.

A polluted soul is like a drop of sewage. Once the initial flow path is not controlled in time, when it is mixed into the crowd, it is like dripping into the endless ocean, and there is no way to completely remove it.

"You convinced me, I... obey your will." Saratan, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, looked at Calvin and finally lowered his heavy head.

"Okay, just do as I say..." After officially taking control of the entire incident, Calvin lowered his head, and after some thought, told his plan to the old man in front of him...

This conversation, which lasted no more than 10 minutes, ended after being "rested" and then awakened by the attentive attendant who "cleansed" the memory.

Saratan politely stood behind the door of the hall and said goodbye to the imperial guards under Calvin. Then, before the entourage outside the hall began to get anxious from waiting, under the silent gaze of the Gray Knight Honor Guard, he looked towards the people outside the hall. direction.

On the morning of the next day, at the invitation of the battle nun commanders, Calvin and his entourage took an airship to the Holy Hermit Monastery located in the mountains and hills on the other side of the planet.

After having friendly exchanges with the commanders of the Sisters of Battle at the Holy Hermit Monastery.

The visit to the world of Ophelia No. 7 by Lord Calvin, the Supreme Lord of the Empire, the leader of the Imperial Senate and the most popular person in the Imperial Tribunal, has come to a successful conclusion.

The grand fleet regrouped inside the galaxy and began to prepare for the next step back to Terra.

There was also a small episode in the middle, which was due to the conflict between the commanders of the two founding chapters of the Ultramarines and the Imperial Fists during the military parade.

The Astartes battle barges under the jurisdiction of the two Chapters "accidentally" occupied the supply berths belonging to the Imperial Navy at the ports in the system.

As a result, the Grand Fleet's itinerary was delayed for three full days. As the protagonist of this "slap in the face gossip incident" that was loved by the public, Lord Calvin also clearly expressed his dissatisfaction with the two war groups on formal occasions. words.

A discussion about the importance of the Terran Lords and the Astartes Chapter began among the people of Ophelia 7.

However, both parties, who were the protagonists of this incident, maintained a tacit and understanding silence after the incident that made the people understand.

Regardless of rumors or opinions, in a bustling and lively atmosphere, Grand Inquisitor Calvin finally embarked on his journey back to Terra.

After the people of the Empire on Ophelia 7 held a grand farewell ceremony for the Lord of Terra who came from afar, this name that once appeared frequently in the streets did not escape the fate of being gradually forgotten. .

Ophelia 7 has once again regained its former tranquility, and as the ruler of this world, the life of the Supreme Administrator, Cardinal Saratan of the Diocese of Ophelia, seems to have returned to its usual routine.

But is that really the truth? of course not.

Just a week after Calvin's fleet left the world of Ophelia No. 7, His Majesty the Supreme Administrator, His Majesty Saratan, unexpectedly learned something from his cardinal on a sunny morning that made him Extremely "shocking" news:

The batch of Heavenly Punishment Weapons that disappeared for no reason appeared again in the underground King's Hall thousands of meters above the surface without any warning, just like when they disappeared.

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