Chapter 373 Between Light and Darkness

"Wait..."

Nicholas, who had just confirmed the itinerary with Calvin, was stopped by the former again before he left.

"Do you have any other ideas?" Nicholas looked at Calvin, whose eyes were unpredictable and seemed to be weighing some options.

"This way..." Calvin made up his mind after thinking for a few seconds and said to the captain of the shield guard of the Imperial Guard:

"The Grand Fleet will follow the established itinerary and the speed will remain unchanged. You will take the other Imperial Guards and return to Terra in advance with me on the frigate!"

What is this? Nicholas' eyes moved slightly, and he obviously understood Calvin's intention.

In this unclear situation, quietly return to Terra in a secret way. While fully communicating with the Inquisition, you can also observe the changes in the situation.

"Your will!"

The captain of the shield guard took the order in a low voice, and then began to prepare for this trip.

The Primarch's idea was undoubtedly the best choice at the moment, and the fact that he could be brought along for this operation also represented the Primarch's trust in them...

Three days later, when the Grand Fleet passed through the long no-man's land between the Solar Segmentum and the Storm Segmentum and jumped out of the subspace to dock for supplies, a Thunderhawk quietly sailed towards a Dagger at the end of the fleet under the cover of the dark starry sky.

When the fleet set sail again under the gaze of countless "eyes" of the local star port, the tiny and insignificant Dagger had already disappeared in the vast starry sky...

"Where is that lord?"

"It is said that he returned to the Sun Star Region the day before yesterday..."

"Are the lords still waiting?"

"I think so. The last rational meeting was half a month ago. They must be waiting for that lord to arrive."

"It's going to be exciting. The Inquisition may suffer a big loss this time. At least the Assassin's Court will be moved..."

"Silence! Is this what you can talk about? Do you think you have lived long enough? Disperse, disperse..."

In the Terra Administrative Council, which was close to a standstill, a group of middle-level bureaucrats whispered in a low atmosphere. But they were immediately discovered and dispersed by senior bureaucrats who came later.

The strange and dull atmosphere was like a plague. Within a few days, it spread throughout the core area of ​​Terra with the rampant rumors.

In this palace the size of a continent, in the administrative building complex that occupies an entire functional plate, the supreme lords who are at the top of the empire's highest ruling sequence are also waiting for Calvin's arrival with the same expectation.

"The news came from the Echo Corridor of Faith that the fleet of the Supreme Lord Grand Inquisitor has arrived at the Fifth Star Sector of the Decree." In the old palace of the Navigator Alliance in Terra, a young family member hurriedly walked in from outside the palace and brought the latest news to the current chief of the alliance, Archer.

"Got it."

"What's your opinion?"

"Get out..."

"The old people are still waiting for your instructions..."

"I say, get out!"

"Yes..."

When the young man retreated and disappeared outside the palace door, Archer paused slightly.

His fragile body after several remodeling operations did not allow him to have too many emotional fluctuations, but the short-sightedness of the alliance and the family in this political event made him even more worried.

"Without this much self-control, I'm afraid you'll just be played around by others...

One generation is really inferior to the next, Sabon, are you there?"

"I'll obey your will, my master."

A highly biochemically modified assassin walked out of the corner of the palace like a ghost at Archie's call.

"Keep an eye on these kids and don't let them contact the outside world."

"Yes!" With an emotionless response, the Supreme Lord of the Navigator Alliance returned to silence again.

Arche raised his head and looked at the vast starry sky outside the palace, with a psychic glow on the third eye on his forehead.

"I have a feeling that the result this time will be beyond everyone's expectations..."

At the same time, representatives of other forces in the empire were also closely following Calvin's itinerary through their own channels.

Most of them were closely watching the progress of this incident, trying to find the truth from the heavy fog.

Even if they failed to detect the main messenger of the assassination, they didn't want to be affected by this unprovoked disaster.

But the minority is different, for example, the Admiral Lord of the Empire and the representatives of the Rogue Traders are not in their usual office at this time.

A battleship hidden in the Terra Defense Fleet is turning off the power of the engine at this time, floating aimlessly on Terra's orbit.

And the two superiors who are in charge of one side of the Empire are having some shady secret talks with Breton, the newly appointed former Speaker of the Imperial Senate, through encrypted relay signals...

"The Inquisition Fleet has arrived at Necromunda! The Imperial Fist Chapter salutes it!"

"The Inquisition Fleet has arrived in the Corona Sector! Cardinal World of Paragon sends greetings to it!"

"The Inquisition Fleet has crossed the Corona Sector and will arrive in Terra soon!"

In a few days, the itinerary of Calvin's fleet was frequently mentioned by the giants of the Terra Senate.

As the successor of the late Prime Minister (Chief Executive Officer), Breton, the former Speaker of the Imperial Parliament, frequently visited several other high lords, intending to use a victory over Calvin at this regular meeting of the high lords to demonstrate the authority of the Executive Council.

After confirming that Calvin would arrive in Terra on the day of the routine meeting, he and his allies, including the Imperial Navy Admiral High Lord, arrived early at the High Lord Conference Hall in the core area of ​​the Administrative Council.

"The large fleet has been monitored to enter the solar system, and the Mars direction has agreed to release it!"

"An airship has been monitored to enter the atmosphere, and the authority has been confirmed for the Moon direction!"

"An atmospheric flying object has taken off from the South Pole, targeting the Imperial Palace District!"

The latest intelligence was brought in by the staff of the Administrative Council from outside the conference hall, and Calvin's whereabouts were reported here in real time.

This kind of behavior of monitoring colleagues was almost impossible in the past, but after the assassination incident, the Administrative Council seemed to have enough reasons as a victim.

After the high lords arrived one after another, they saw Breton's wanton behavior. But out of caution, no one objected for a while.

"The fleet has been monitored to be approaching the Imperial Palace District, and the Imperial Fist has opened the air channel!"

"The fleet is approaching, and it is expected to arrive in three minutes!"

Two waves of people brought the news into the conference hall and brought the news of Calvin's imminent arrival into the room.

Bretton could hardly control the smile on his face. He could almost see the dawn of victory, seeing the colleague he had never met before, taking away his power at the first regular meeting.

Bang!

The heavy door of the conference hall was pushed open again, but Bretton was not waiting for Calvin.

A secretary of the State Council almost staggered to Bretton's seat. Although his voice, which was out of control due to fear, was weak, it still spread throughout the quiet conference hall:

"The fleet did not stop!"

"What? Say it again?"

Bretton could not immediately understand the meaning of the follower, and had to patiently repeat the question.

The trembling tone and subsequent words of the follower made his heart shrink suddenly, and then continued to fall into the abyss.

"The fleet did not stop, it went straight to the palace!"

"This is impossible!" Bretton, whose face was bloodless, struggled to stop trembling all over his body, and when he raised his head and looked around.

What I saw was a group of senior high lords looking at me as if I were a dead person...

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