Chapter 227 Audience, Facts that Go Against Cognition.

"High Lord Inquisitor of the Inquisition? Representative of the Joint Conference of the Imperial High Lords?"

Muttering these two official ranks that he knew little about but were powerful at the time, Vice Admiral Joseph recalled that when the Krieg Grand Fleet first contacted him, the authorization for this military action seemed to come from this high-ranking position in the Inquisition.

"Check the latest documents of the Star Region Government to see if the list of representatives of the High Lords of Terra has been updated, and give it to me immediately!"

Watching the young adjutant take the order and leave, Joseph shook his head and drove his unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.

The front battlefield has entered its end. Except for the frigates cruising in the corpses of the Chaos Fleet occasionally clearing the remaining enemy's artillery fire, the entire battlefield is in a mess, and people have no desire to watch it anymore.

The starry sea in the distance was lit up again by the tail flames of the engine jets. Joseph knew that the two chasing warships were returning.

He carefully looked past their figures, and as the two commodores said, behind the two warships, he saw the huge sacred emblem that belonged to the High Lord himself on the bow of the Grey Knights' battlecruiser, the Soul Redeemer.

The sacred skull wrapped in steel ratchets, below it was a double-headed eagle body symbolizing the Empire's dual system, and in the center of the eagle body was the Roman numeral "Ⅰ" with the symbol of the Inquisition.

"It's actually true..."

The old man took a deep breath and finally understood who saved this battle that should have ended here.

And just at this moment, the adjutant returned to his field of vision.

The young man said to him in an unbelievable tone:

"My lord, the latest announcement shows that the number of people in the High Lords' Council remains unchanged, but the representatives of the Inquisition have changed, and..."

"And this lord, is he in the Storm Star Region now?"

Joseph finished what the adjutant had not finished saying, and then stood up and tidied his military appearance.

In the surprised expression of the adjutant, the old man calmly pointed in the direction of the Soul Redeemer with his left hand in the navy uniform with a golden seniority ring.

He said to the adjutant:

"Prepare the airship, and then follow me to meet that adult."

"Understood!" Although the young adjutant was unbelievable, he still carried out Joseph's order.

While he initiated a communication in the direction of the flight deck, he couldn't stop thinking about the message he had just heard.

The visit initiated to the Soul Redeemer was soon replied to allow boarding.

Joseph did not delay, and soon took the adjutant and a few guards to fly to the other side on the airship.

Until the airship entered the deck of the Soul Redeemer, the adjutant still couldn't believe his cognition:

Theoretically, one of the highest rulers of the empire today, the Supreme Lord of Terra, who is said to be the reflection of the Emperor's will, is on this battleship at this time?

And he can also meet this adult with Joseph?

The Emperor is above! What an honor!

Following the gravitational field of the warship, the airship successfully entered the flight deck;

When the green light indicating that the atmospheric restraint device on the deck was effective lit up in the airship, the group walked out through the open hatch.

Instead of the mortal civil servant or soldier he expected, the person who came to contact him was an Astartes warrior in silver armor.

"What kind of warband is this?" he thought to himself.

But Vice Admiral Joseph knew the origin of this adult, and he was also familiar with the rules of the Inquisition.

"Look less, talk less, listen less, and do as instructed."

He reminded the young people around him to prevent himself from missing someone inexplicably on his return trip.

Led by the Grey Knight, the group walked towards the transportation deep in the deck and happened to meet the representatives of the Astartes who also came to meet.

The three Astartes warband leaders were all wearing Terminator power armor, and their bell-like footsteps attracted their attention from a distance.

The leaders of these warbands had just walked down from their airship at this time.

Led by the Grey Knights, three Chapter Captains were marching by with their guards.

The group of giants did not stop when they passed by them, only the leader Balthasar took off his helmet when he saw Joseph.

They bowed their heads to each other from a distance, and then the giant took another step and walked away with the Astartes warriors beside him in a neat pace.

The group continued to move forward to the back of the deck. The Grey Knights standing guard at various nodes along the way made the young adjutant very excited, and he couldn't help but say to Joseph:

"I have never seen so many Astartes warriors!"

The latter looked at the longing eyes of the young man beside him and shook his head slightly, without saying a word.

He understood that the little guy might have misunderstood something, but he didn't explain.

Others might not understand it, but as a nobleman from Terra, Joseph still had a basic understanding of the political ecology of the empire.

The power of the high lords is certainly strong, and in theory, within the territory of the empire, they are the top of all mortals, without a single one.

But remember, it is the top of all mortals, not all people.

These Astartes warriors were one of the exceptions. As angels of the Emperor, they were no longer under the jurisdiction of the mortal world.

In Joseph's impression, unless the matter was of great importance, they would never respond to the call of mortals, let alone think of using power to force them to serve.

No one could make them so flattering, even if he was a high lord.

Joseph didn't know the reason for everything in front of him, but he believed that when he saw that adult, all this would eventually have an answer.

The spacious and scary carriage was running quietly on the track inside the warship, and the stations outside the window were rapidly retreating, indicating that they were getting closer and closer to the bridge.

The guides in front of the team were finally no longer those silver-armored giants, but the red inquisition robes on the other party were so dazzling that Joseph had no interest in greeting them like the other party.

The rail train was extremely efficient and arrived at the terminal in a blink of an eye.

Under the guidance of the guide, several people took the elevator up again and approached the dome of the bridge.

The fully enclosed metal car rose quickly and transported them to the outside of the atrium where Calvin was in a few minutes.

The huge door more than ten meters high opened in front of them, and what greeted these mortals was a more magnificent scenery.

What a sacred place it is!

Even though he was used to the prosperity of the world of Amara's capital, Joseph was still amazed by the magnificence of the Gothic architecture in front of him.

The huge steel columns were as thick as several people hugging, and tens of meters high reached the sky, intersecting on the dome composed of stained glass covered with murals;

The walls of hundreds of square meters were carved with epic scenes:

Countless warriors like the silver-armored Astartes guarding around them were fighting against demons under the leadership of a giant as tall as a god.

"That is..."

Joseph looked at the stories depicted in the murals and had a vague premonition in his heart.

He finally lost the composure he had been forcing himself to maintain, and hurriedly ordered the adjutant beside him to lower his head like him, trying to see as little as possible some scenes that he should not see.

"Mortal, you don't need to worry."

A low voice sounded from his ears, and Joseph looked up and saw the Astartes warrior who had just fought side by side.

Baltasar was also waiting for Calvin's reception in the corridor outside the atrium at this time.

Seeing the panic of this mortal, he couldn't help but comfort him, but his voice was so rough that the gentlest words rang in Joseph's ears, still as loud as a bell:

"Don't worry, my friend, since that lord has allowed you to meet him, it means you have the right to stand here."

"I am deeply terrified!"

Joseph wisely expressed his humility. What he saw and heard along the way had already let the old man know many details.

Although he still couldn't believe it, the facts composed of these details were still true in front of him:

He was facing, most likely, the first high lord of Astartes in the history of the empire.

What he didn't know was that the identity of this high lord was far from as simple as the Astartes regiment...

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