Chapter 209: Meeting on the Other Side Under the South Pole.

"I have something else to do..."

The cardinal of the state church was the first to react, and followed the figure of the representative of the Inquisition to leave the venue.

The representative of the Assassin's Court disappeared without a trace.

"But their warships have not been explained yet..."

The Admiral of the Navy was still indignant. This was a major event involving his own faction, and it was not in his plan to end it so easily.

"No need."

Prime Minister Melo shook his head at him, indicating that he should stop the meaningless accusations.

Since the Inquisition has already taken the biggest source of authority, it is no longer meaningful to investigate this fleet.

What a pity.

Mello thought to himself.

This motion was not a temporary one, and the events of these several regiments were just a pretext for him.

If the initial proposal went as he wished, the deliberate guidance of the layers of policies would be a powerful cleansing of those in the existing regiments who did not obey orders and were accustomed to going their own way.

It was a pity that the event did not go as he wished.

He had clearly asked the opinions of the majority before the meeting and received their support. Even the Imperial Fists, as a temporary member, had deliberately been absent to cooperate with his actions, but the final result was still unexpected.

He did not expect the Inquisition to betray him.

Because since the establishment of this institution, monitoring and cleansing the Astartes has always been one of their main responsibilities.

Mello never thought that the biggest obstacle would come from here, nor did he expect that this time the targeting of several ordinary war groups would actually cause a reshuffle of the internal forces of the entire Inquisition.

Yes, this is a naked internal reshuffle.

He does not need any intelligence to support it. Just from the representative who pretended to be relaxed but actually left in a panic, it is enough to confirm this news.

The parliamentary representative of the Inquisition is not an important position within them.

This can be seen from the short term of five years and the long term of a hundred years.

This seat has never been fixed to one person, and sometimes even ten people can hold it at the same time.

Since when did a position that is just a mouthpiece need to be temporarily proposed for election?

What kind of situation could allow an unknown ordinary member to be promoted directly from a poor and remote area far away from Terra to a high-level lord and directly sit on the seat of the parliament representative?

And all this process happened in just ten days?

What exactly do they want to express? What is happening there at this moment?

Mello sat in his official residence, looking at the distant south through the window of the huge Gothic building.

There is the headquarters built for the Inquisition by the Emperor's personal order, and it is also the power source for the unexpected cessation of the storm today.

The fact is just as he expected. In the huge Inquisition building complex under the surface of Terra's South Pole, a meeting concerning the fate of countless people is underway, and it has been going on for a full 140 hours.

"Isn't the meeting over yet?"

Junior Inquisitor Galsworthy whispered to the guard outside the door of an underground palace.

The letter with the expedited mark has been stuck in his hand for three days. This letter involves the fate of dozens of worlds in the Ultramarine.

If he couldn't get it to his superior, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

"No, I think you can start the emergency plan and decide the problem on your own."

He was obviously not the only one waiting next to him. At least a dozen low-level judges were waiting for their superiors.

Another colleague who was closest to him couldn't bear to see his anxious look and reminded him.

"But I don't have the right!"

He couldn't help but increase the volume slightly, and then quickly shrank back under the gaze of everyone.

"Then start the plan."

"Then my authority is not enough!"

"Then start a new plan..."

Hehe... What a damn joke of the Empire!

A low laugh sounded from the crowd. Obviously, these people were not seeing this situation for the first time.

In the past 140 hours, I don't know how much extremely important intelligence has been sent from afar, but without exception, they were blocked outside this cold door.

"What are they discussing?"

Goers, who was at a loss, couldn't help it.

He knew he shouldn't, but he still asked this question.

This was a rare meeting.

No, this may be the largest meeting of the Inquisition since its establishment.

The representatives of the three major orders and several small orders total more than thousands of people.

After a certain signal was sent, they quietly returned to Terra from all parts of the Empire.

After quietly reaching the Inquisition through secret channels, bypassing the Empire's vision, they quietly and tacitly began to disperse to their respective venues under a certain ancient agreement.

A very small number of them, less than 300 absolute core members, will have the right to directly enter the main venue and participate in this important discussion;

The remaining high-level members can only be guided to the secondary venue and witness their fate under the transfer of video signals.

And the boss of the low-level Inquisitor Goers is the one who is responsible for listening.

Yes, they can only witness or listen, they only have this right.

But even so, it is an irreplaceable honor.

This is almost unimaginable in the Inquisition, which takes "anti-authority and doubt everything" as its core spirit.

But given that the process for launching this conference is so old, it was never thought that it would be launched one day when it was first established.

All members who are informed and have the honor to attend the meeting are willing to temporarily put aside their past professionalism and participate in this meeting wholeheartedly.

"I declare! The intermission is over."

In the ancient bronze-toned hall, High Lord Inquisitor Rudolf Kons, the interim chairman of the Terra Council of Tribunal, lowered his head, tapped the microphone three times, and then said.

The seats at the venue were mostly full at this time. High-ranking judges from all over the empire had different expressions, but they all looked at his figure indifferently.

The resume of each of these people is legendary, and any one of them can easily cause a bloody storm in a certain province of the empire.

At this moment, they were all sitting quietly under the rostrum, witnessing the launch of a certain agreement regarding the establishment of the Tribunal.

Facing these sword-like gazes, Rudolf Kons subconsciously licked his lips, and then looked at the Gray Knight Supreme Master Walden at the end of the rostrum.

The latter also responded firmly after feeling his gaze.

"I declare that the twelve seats of the original parliament of the Tribunal have officially resumed operations!

Led by the Holy Hammer Order, the three major orders serve as permanent seats! The seat ratio is 4:3:3, and the remaining two seats are non-permanent seats, rotated by 11 small religious orders!

In addition, the Holy Hammer Order officially announced its reorganization!

The Gray Knights Chapter will officially take over the seat within the Inquisition.

And as planned, retired Gray Knight members will be provided year by year to supplement the vacancy of high-ranking inquisitors in the order! "

(Before it was split into the three major orders, only the Holy Hammer Order had an initial seating capacity of twelve in the Inquisition.

Theoretically, there are eight seats for the Gray Knights and four seats for the mortal inquisitors of the Inquisition.

There were initially four mortal judges, two died in battle and two defected.

This meeting paid for half of the permanent seats in order to successfully restore the Gray Knights' dominance in the Holy Hammer Order. )

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