Chapter 58 What Kind of Subspace Pest Is This Again?
Destiny Steel
library
deep
"I mean, the library in our Chapter's monastery is quite a luxury for a Lunar-class battle barge, don't you think? Parogov."
The faint sound of conversation came from behind the rows of huge bookshelves made of ancient oak and brass. As the sound reverberated in the space, the sound of two footsteps gradually became clearer from far to near.
The golden sunset deliberately created by artificial lumens pours in from the library's flower windows carved with inscriptions and runes. This huge multi-domed space is filled with the smell of ancient parchment, ink, dust and wood, with a thin layer of dust. Rolling in the beam of light, there is a faint orange light on the large chandelier hanging from the already blurry painted mural dome.
Ancient and elegant crystal wall lamps are installed at each intersection. The faded gilt lamp base is newly embedded with soft daylight-colored lumens, illuminating the deep and narrow corridor composed of rows of wall-like books and bookshelves. .
With the sound of rubbing robes, rosary beads and sacred scriptures, Julius, wearing black armor, a psychic hood, and a priest's robe, walked out of the depths of the library, holding a large bag in his arms. He was stacking scrolls, and walking side by side with him was his good friend, the pharmacist's apprentice Parogov.
The latter also held a large stack of blueprints and books in his hands, but his friend's arms mostly contained scriptures and runes, spell books and various illustrations, while Parogov's hands also contained various illustrations, and others. There are various anatomical drawings, experimental records of predecessors, mechanical and occult books.
"But this is also an extremely lucky thing for us, Julius. It feels like we gain new knowledge every day, and almost every problem we encounter at work has answers - ah, by the way, it's a pity that "Devil" There is only one book "The Relationship between True Name Science and Curse Treatment"." Parogov looked into Julius's hand, his white-blue eyes full of regret, "Be sure to put it back after you read it. Tell me immediately, I can’t wait to read it.”
"No problem, Parogov, I will choose to read it first." The blond think tank apprentice and acting pastor smiled and responded to his friend, "Let's go register it first, and then go to the reading room outside to read them."
The young Astartes walked to the only exit of the library, where there were two rows of human-sized cabinet shelves, a large long desk, and a comfortable work chair.
An old mortal wearing dark civil official robes was sitting behind the desk, reading something by the light of the desk lamp. When he heard their approaching footsteps, he raised his head, and the ravines of the years were left on his face. There were profound marks on his face, and his face had the wisdom to see through all the deep fog and the kindness to see flowers after going through wind and rain. When he saw the two young people approaching, the registrant showed an unobvious but tolerant smile.
"Good evening, I'm glad to see you again. Two distinguished monks, how can I serve you?"
Julius put down the books in his arms on the long table and nodded to the caretaker and registrar here, "Yes, Master Kadu'er, we want to borrow these books and records today."
Even within the Chapter, it is a very unusual and extremely honorable thing for a mortal to be called a Master by the Emperor's Angels of Death. This honor often represents the fact that this mortal has served the Chapter. He had made such great contributions that he could be addressed with respect by the junior Astartes monks in conversation.
Julius once asked his teacher this question. After hearing the question, the director of the think tank was in a daze for a while, as if he was confirming something.
Emmenut then told his apprentice somewhat vaguely that this old man was once the spiritual advisor of the war group. During the dangerous battle on the edge of the distant galaxy, this watcher once took the risk of saving an entire world as a mortal. This planet proved his loyalty and ability, so he was awarded such honor and responsibility after losing most of his psychic power. He was responsible for guarding the large library that is extremely important to the Chapter, and also managed the borrowing and borrowing of books. return.
Later, Julius relayed this matter to Parogov, so the two young Astartes did not feel any difficulty or problem at all.
"The Space Marines...the Septons Astartes may be the great Emperor's firm and glorious sword pointed at the enemies of the Imperium, but the cornerstone of the Imperium of Man is countless mortals. Those fragile men and women are neither The strengthened body and mind do not have strong and sophisticated weapons and armor, but they still have the courage to face countless dark and terrifying enemies in the entire vast galaxy in the name of the Emperor and with a mortal body.
With the only courage they had, they said goodbye to their families, left their hometown, boarded what was probably the first spaceship in their lives, and crossed the vast sea of stars with a distance of light years, in order to refuse to surrender to the inanimate and all other attempts to obliterate human rule. The struggling monsters of this galaxy surrendered and fought to the death on some strange planet.
This is what it means to be a mortal, and this is why we should be honored to protect mortals, Julius, Parogov. We should completely know and understand the nobility and glory of the original bloodline we inherited, but we should still learn to use a different way of thinking to understand everything around us. "
This was the thought that the former Ultramarine passed on to him when they were talking to Uriel Ventris and his companions during a break during training.
The old man's mumbling voice interrupted Julius's recollection. Parogov also put the books in his arms on the desk. The registrar stood up with his cane, stretched out his wrinkled slender fingers, and spread out and counted these parchment scrolls and books one by one.
"Okay, then, let me take a look... Um, "The Second Volume of Alien Anatomy", "How to Treat Subspace Fungal Infection in Time", "Hand in Hand Teach You to Identify the Command System of the Dark Eldar from Armor, Weapons and Other Characteristics"... Um, what is this? "One Hundred and Eight Examples of Fart Cooking"? "Parogov looked away, and the old man smiled and shook his head, and registered them.
"The Complete Works of Practical Confessions, Revised Edition of the Great Stone Hardcover"... "The Life and Speeches of Saint Sebastian", oh, this is "The Relationship between Demon True Names and Curse Treatment"? This book may be a little difficult for you."
Julius nodded, "Yes, Master Kadur, but when I went to the bookshelf to get it today, I pulled it out smoothly."
The old man narrowed his eyes, "Is that so? All right then."
He took out a seal from his sleeve and stamped it on each book to be borrowed.
"Okay. Go," the registrant said kindly, "If you need Reka coffee or anything else, just call the servitor."
"Thank you for your service, Master Kadur."
The old man nodded and watched the backs of Julius and Parogov leaving excitedly with the scrolls.
Then he turned around and grabbed a flying insect from the void that was about to slip through here and fly towards the slowly closing library door.
He casually pinched the twisted, color-changing subspace feather mite with two fingers and extinguished it like extinguishing a candle.
Quack
In addition, the psychic headband and psychic hood actually refer to the part of the Think Tank Power Armor that is specially designed for psychic control and use. Because it seems that the word headband is easy to cause misunderstanding, it will be replaced by hood in the future.
Thanks to Mr. Hehai for his tender and novice think tank editor Julius, who will be updated on his character card
Why is it that every afternoon before the update these two days, I will be attacked by N. I wish it won’t happen tomorrow...