Chapter 574 Atypical Confession

"How long?" Galvin asked.

Corax's words disrupted his plan. Without the Raven Lord by his side, the exploration of the Gothic Sector could only be more conservative.

"Soon..." Corax recalled something, "Give me the fastest frigate, I will be back in two months, believe me, I will not delay your battle here."

"... No problem." Galvin looked at Corax, and finally did not ask too much.

Following Galvin's order, a serpent-class frigate was transferred from the rear of the fleet to the side of the flagship.

The two Primarchs also said goodbye to each other after a brief and silent gaze.

Corax did not ask for additional manpower. In addition to the navigator, there were only mechanical servants on the entire frigate;

When the materials needed for the voyage were delivered, he stood under the Eye of Gorgon on the cargo deck and waved goodbye to Galvin in the distance.

In the chapel on the dome of the bridge, Galvin watched the frigate carrying the Raven Lord leave.

The dim holy candles behind him illuminated the densely packed shrines on the wall, and the burning incense floated with the ethereal hymns; and the starlight was falling from the top of the hall in the height that the ground lighting could not reach.

Calvin turned and looked up at the huge sculptures, and what he was thinking about at this time was the words Corax said before he left.

"Things to be entrusted to him for safekeeping" "Go and pursue your own destiny."

Destiny? What kind of destiny would make Corax need to explain his affairs to himself;

What was the reason that made him choose himself?

"Forget it..." Calvin gave up thinking. He had too few clues in his hand, and he really had no clue.

And since he didn't explain it to himself, it meant that this matter was not so urgent for the time being.

The Primarch stood by the porthole, leaning on the huge curtain hanging from the top of the window.

The scarlet and fine fibers were made of unknown material, but they gave Calvin a rough and heavy sense of security.

Enemies and allies that have appeared in the open, and other forces that are looming in the dark.

Goth, Lucius, Black Stone, Holy Relics, Black Legion, Death Guard, and the whereabouts of the person pointed to by the message he received when he first came here...

Just as Calvin immersed himself in the huge curtain, thinking about the gains and losses and the right and wrong since he set out from Terra.

At the end of the distant vision, there was an unexpected sound of a door being gently pushed.

It was not the main gate, and the guards there would not allow anyone to disturb them.

This was not his daily office time, and unless there was something important, even the guards of the Imperial Guard would not disturb him at this time.

Then it could only be the small door on the side, but at the end of that corridor was the dormitory of senior officers.

Although it was called a "dormitory", it was actually a huge building complex that did not belong to the original body's bedroom.

The officers of the Tindalos Legion and all the officers on the command deck lived in the gorgeous palace prepared for them.

The supporting facilities there are extremely complete. Of course, they have their own exclusive church. Who would leave the church in the officer area unused and come to this small hall on the bridge building tower?

Who is it?

Calvin concealed his breath and blended himself into the surrounding curtains.

And the footsteps did not let him wait for long, and quietly appeared with a slight folding sound.

In the gap between the columns, the footsteps stepped on the thick carpet in the center of the chapel, making a metal collision sound of dong, dong, dong.

And the hard metal boots that the carpet could not dissolve successfully betrayed the whereabouts of the visitor.

Wow...

In the slight friction of armor, there was a heavy metal hitting the ground.

After a long sigh, the confession prayer belonging to the state religion sounded in Calvin's ears.

"Only rely on your holiness to forgive my mistakes..."

Battle Sister, but I don't know which one it is.

Calvin listened in the dark, and after the previous special experience, his impression of these people also changed.

But to be honest, at least before this, Calvin's position on the battle sisters has always been that besides respecting them on the surface, there are some subtle stereotypes and prejudices in his heart.

These people may be trustworthy, and they have also received professional military training and armed. But because of their fanatical beliefs, they do not put tactics first in specific battles.

Even in the internal armed forces of the empire, there is a tacit consensus about the battle sisters:

That is, in any case, if you want to make a tactical transition, please kill the battle sisters around you first (otherwise they will kill you first).

In any case, if your superior "Second Best" gets drunk the day before the tactical meeting and agrees to hand over your flank position to a battle sister unit, then please automatically ignore their existence (they will charge the whole army in the first second of the battle, and then lose the position cleanly).

But after experiencing the battle on Ophelia VII and the recovery of the tactical team on the ground of Far, Calvin has discovered the advantages of this unit and the areas they are really good at.

"Only with your mercy can I face my own shortcomings..."

The prayer continued, and Calvin had confirmed the identity of the visitor.

The battle sister, no, it should be said that it was the "living saint" Padilla.

This battle sister who was given extraordinary power by the Emperor had obviously woken up from her previous coma.

However, due to his tight schedule, Calvin has never been able to see this living saint who was born with his own eyes.

Yes, after being taken back to the Silver Dawn from the ground, out of courtesy and equal respect for this unit, Padilla and her sisters were placed in the area where the officers were second only to the Grey Knights.

Considering Padilla's special status, it is not surprising that she avoided the public auditorium there and came to this remote small hall.

This place is far away from the crowd and is the highest point in the upper building complex of the Silver Dawn that is allocated to the public area.

The view here is wide and quiet enough, which just meets the needs of people like Padilla with "significant characteristics" to find a spiritual harbor.

It just happened that today, Calvin had nothing to do after sending Corax away, so he came here to enjoy a moment of quiet.

So when this battle sister appeared and directly began her confession to the Emperor, Calvin, who subconsciously hid his body, was reluctant to disturb this private act of faith.

Hmm... Especially in the second half of Padilla's prayer, it became obvious that some contents that could not be made public appeared.

Calvin, hiding in the curtain, could only smile bitterly and hope that this confession would end soon...

"Merciful and almighty Emperor, I should reflect on my impetuousness in my heart..."

Padilla's prayer continued, but the content of the confession had already made Calvin feel abnormal...

"I shouldn't have been harsh to her because I didn't pay enough attention to her personal manners..."

Well, the prayer was normal up to this point.

Calvin was secretly rubbing his nose and calculating how much time was left for the next meeting...

But the next situation was a little beyond his expectations.

Because as a newly promoted living saint, Padilla was obviously under a lot of pressure.

And some of the words accumulated in her heart could only be said on this occasion.

"I shouldn't hate Sister Miris because of her snoring when she sleeps...

I shouldn't want to strangle her at some point because of her sleep apnea..."

Update, the status is bad, I will make up for what I owe later.