Chapter 629 77 Sevita

Chapter 629 77. Savita

"Sevita?"

Hades asked, welded in front of his desk, holding a stack of files in his hands. Opposite the desk, two Space Marines with similar but different temperaments stood opposite him.

A bat cub and a raven cub, one representing the Assassin's Court and one representing the Inquisition.

In the first month after Hades returned to Terra, the two imperial departments were relatively quiet, and they all followed the rules and handed in decent certificates of surrender afterwards.

Now, probably because most of the power in the empire has been taken over by Hades and everything is on track, the parts of these two departments that are really secretly in power will try to further contact Hades.

Hades is not in a hurry. Everything has its lightness or its severity. The ones who are anxious are the psykers, the Mechanicus, and the Ministry of the Interior. As for these institutions that normally operate in the past, Hades first let go and gave him a slap on the wrist. He relaxed the reins.

"Yes,"

The bat with a hint of white in his eyes said, "Lord Pluto, please forgive us for being presumptuous, but we have been looking for traces of Lord Sevatar - so we want to ask you if you know some secrets."

"Whether you are willing to help us or not," said the black-eyed raven, "both the Inquisition and the Assassin's Court will pledge their loyalty to you."

Hades raised his eyes and wavered between the two warriors playfully.

"You just came to me now?"

He raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Please forgive me," Crow Guard Stryker said, "As humanity's last line of defense against aliens, we need to abide by our conscience."

Stryker gave a tight smile,

"And you gave us hope."

Before the raven could continue, a sharp smile appeared on the bat's face, and Karen showed her fangs.

"As for the reason why we are so late, Lord Pluto, it's because these old-guards didn't let us come so early."

"Extremely harsh words,"

Hades looked through the documents in his hand, "It's more like the impression your original body gave me...but you have more conscience."

The smile on Bat Karen's face twitched, but Raven's smile became more sincere.

"As for Sevatar," Hades paused for a moment, remembering what Mortarion had revealed to him.

Corax, who single-handedly established the Tribunal that year, disappeared. The Grand Master of the Assassin Tribunal, Sevatar, temporarily took over the Tribunal and established a long-lasting friendship with Vincent of the Ministry of the Interior.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs began to infiltrate the Assassin's Court, which was also what happened during that time.

On the following day of the Ascension of Sanguinius, Sevatar once again successfully joined forces and chose Mortarion, which paved the way for Guilliman's massacre of Terra's top leaders in the future - allowing the Assassin's Court and the Inquisition to have some reservations and breathing space.

But Sevatar himself has disappeared in the long river of history.

This intelligent Space Marine - far more intelligent than the Primarch himself - was probably one of the first to glimpse Malcador's methods.

Hades pondered for a moment,

"I don't know exactly where he is. If you really want to find him - maybe you can ask Mortarion."

Hades looked at Bat Karen, and the expression on his face suddenly stiffened. He thanked him a little annoyed, and then fell silent.

...It seems that Mortarion still has some trouble with these bat cubs?

Hades thought, but he did not intend to embarrass these little bats, because they were attached to the Assassin's Court and the Inquisition, these two unproductive legions were simply terrifyingly small in number.

Hades looked at the raven of the Tribunal again,

"What do you think of the Gray Knights?"

Hades asked, it was he who brought out the Gray Knights who were unpopular in the Inquisition and directly handed over the supervision of the three psyker departments of the Gray Knights.

Stryker frowned vaguely, as if he was choosing the right words.

"Even from our perspective, they were killing indiscriminately."

So said the raven.

Hades smiled helplessly, "It's time for them to stop."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Applications such as documents had already been submitted. Since Terra replaced the Ultramarines' government system, except for the meeting, all the other vague places have been erased. There is no need to waste both parties' time with small talk.

"Others..." Hades thought for a while, "Do you have files about the First Legion and the Lion King? I want to see it."

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【Comoros】

【Sports,】

Curze tilted his head. Under his feet was the flesh and blood of the lion's half-finished offspring. He failed again.

【How are you? 】

"Don't worry," said Sevatar, "these wild cats can't beat me."

Cozz chuckled, [Sai, you shouldn't have come to me. 】

"I was imprisoned by the emperor because of my lack of skills. It has nothing to do with you."

Sevita replied that after a long pursuit, Sev finally got rid of him and disappeared into the darkness.

Cypher, the most mysterious person in the First Legion, or a group of people, but it is not important. There is only one Cypher, and he only represents one.

The experience and intuition of working in the Tribunal and the Assassin's Tribunal told Sevita that the Lion King's matter was not that simple——

At least not as the Primarch claimed, the Lion took the Tuchucha Engine and fled to hide in Commorragh.

He always felt that something was wrong, maybe from Seifer's whereabouts, or maybe he simply felt that something was wrong. If he were a lion, he would not choose Comoros as a hiding place when being hunted by Malcador. This is simply It is seeking death.

[You are telling a bad joke again,]

Coz stood up. He still missed the feeling of standing barefoot in a pool of blood, not now. The boots on his feet were shining black, with broken diamonds inlaid on them regularly.

Coz looked at Sevatar. The prince of crows was still a little dirty but violent. There were no treasures or diamonds... The primarch was a little depressed. He was happy that Sevatar didn't have to suffer such torture, but sad about his own situation.

[He didn't restrict you. You are willing. ]

Sevatar glanced at the primarch. The emperor did not restrict him too much. The tyrant always had an inexplicable tolerance for the talents of the empire. This was why he was here, and why Sevatar continued to track down the First Legion, but didn't tell Curze anything.

Sevatar would never tell Conrad that their ideas might be wrong.

He had long learned to conceal and deceive the primarch. The real decision-making power should not be given to Conrad.

The Crow Prince hummed a few times nonchalantly, and the final topic still fell on the personal health of the Lord of Midnight.

"You should take care of your body," Sevatar said, "Being with the Dark Eldar for too long... is not good for your health, psychologically."

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[Macragge]

The mist was everywhere, filling the secret room where the three had discussed. The breath of death seeped out. Calgar, who was standing in the room waiting, felt a chill all over his body, and the think tank brother beside him also became a little nervous.

The figure of the moth appeared, with a lantern hanging on the scythe.

[He is waiting for you. ]

Mortarion said indifferently, he stretched out his hand and threw a wisp of mist towards the think tank of the Ultramarines.

[Go find him. ]

The figure of the Primarch disappeared again, and on Terra in the distance, the black stone coffin on the Endurance was empty.