Chapter 255 King of Pangia
Since many wars and persecutions, Pangea has lost its legions, hope, victory, and order and the grace of the Emperor. In this destiny planned by the gods, it is not easy for mankind to persist, and order is scattered everywhere. Needing actual command to unify forces, the Lord of Skadi is a leader who becomes a half-stepped-out leader, simply because he will draw his sword against an almost irreversible fate.
The Destruction Eagle's strike cruiser took off again after a long period of repair. The agile maneuverability complemented the superhuman combat of the Space Marines, sweeping away the chaotic starry sky after the Pangia War. After the war, countless opportunities urged the empire to be named Pangia. The carrion of the sub-sector re-heals the wound.
This is a day when no one is hungry, and this is a day when those who are willing to step out of the cradle will be rewarded. However, the gods are destined not to rest, and fate is coming like a turbulent beast.
The cunning laughter of the gods echoed in the void, but in the prosperous scene after the war, most people, even the heroes who led this place out of hell, did not feel it. They were no longer sensitive to the deliberate cover of the free port and the war zone. The losses that have come have made it even more difficult for people to witness the desire of the Red Pirate when they are overwhelmed.
Gillion Spaceport, the place gifted by the Emperor, was originally the fortress for the Empire to open up the Maelstrom. Now, the huge metal port across the void has been occupied by greedy Rogue Traders. Those greedy living people are like zombies. Seems to succumb to all kinds of oppression or profit, and cannot be trusted.
The huge void metal fortress is wrapped in a large number of laser defense battle arrays and thick layers of fine gold. Only the most precious places have void shields. Secondly, the prices of food and medical care in this mixed place are quite exaggerated. To the point where many locals would risk their lives just for a piece of dry and horrible black bread.
The extremely dangerous port is filled with all kinds of desperadoes, including criminals wanted by the empire, crazy heretics, and even Eldar pirates or Bloodaxe orcs walking blatantly on the streets, so that the culture here is close to a hodgepodge. The most serious place is the tavern, one of the few places for recreation and a crazy place loved by desperadoes.
Down from the star port, next to the prime location, in the darkest metal alley, a place that only accepts acquaintances or introductions, it is also full of guests in the daytime of Terra time standard, the dim smoke, the rotten wood, in the dark Among the lights and those quiet but terrifying desperadoes, wrapped in the oppressive metal walls and cold void.
A blond beauty wearing a thick coat lit up a cigarette, holding the cigarette in her mouth, and tasted poor snake wine alone in front of the table.
In this place, the most important thing is to protect your wallet. Those throne coins are too cute and charming, and they are priceless. When Miss Nova grabbed the thin and miserable orphan waiter who was instigated by the merchant with her fingers, because Her fingers were hooking the inquisitor's wallet.
She exhaled the smoke, and in front of the panicked child, she took out 10 glittering and valuable throne coins from her wallet with one hand, pushed it to the girl like a tip, and wrapped it in a small denomination note to avoid annoying people. eyes, and whispered.
"It's enough for you to live for a while, and my only request for you is not to do this. If you have the opportunity to join the army or become a businessman in a major world like Skadi, don't be afraid of your boss. Just say that it was Miss Nova who requested it." After Nova finished speaking, she put the money into her hand. For this powerful judge, it was just a drop in the bucket, but for such a lowly person, it was a huge amount of money that could guarantee a worry-free life for several years.
The child took it quickly and smartly. She looked around and seemed to suspect there was some trap. Did every group take a fancy to her and want to turn her into a slave, or sell her to the forging world to become the most basic machine servant, or even a human body? Experimental materials.
She was like a poor frightened rabbit born in this harsh place where fish and dragons mixed together, or a weed climbing out of the cracks in the rocks.
Until the child left, Nova started smoking again and again, and drank heavily flavored synthetic drinks to satisfy her almost non-existent physical desires.
"Miss Nova, you are still so kind, but even if you empty out the empire's treasury, the world will probably still be full of orphans. If you give them such kindness, why don't you invite me to give them some bad words?"
The male's greeting interrupted the judge's thoughts. Although she was beautiful, it was unlikely that anyone would be able to converse easily with her temperament. She read out the man's code name without raising her head. "Wild snake, long time no see."
The middle-aged man wearing a thick wide-brimmed hat has an uncharacteristic air of freedom and ease. Only such a free-spirited guy can become the eyes and ears of the judge...
Nova knocked the ashes off her cigarette and muttered. "The movement in the Star Sea is very hot, and there is also a lot of movement like Skadi. The lord has opened a new port, and many desperadoes have gone to work for the merchants. Under the supervision of the Space Marines, it is difficult to imagine that he can make the animals move. Those arrogant angels that no mortal can control except the high lord.”
"Yes, thanks to his great fortune, the income from roaming the harbor has been greatly reduced during this period, and many people see him as full of hostility." Wild Snake replied.
"Profits? Those employments are not big money. Wouldn't such a big port rely on those things to survive?" Nova sensitively caught the mistake and asked.
Wild Snake didn't say anything, but just made a gesture of spreading his hands. Nova understood and gave the "activity fund" to this "imperial spy". It was a throne coin engraved with jewelry. To be precise, it can support most of the empire's crystal generators. And the crystal at the core of the beam weapon, just one small one is equivalent to one-fifth of a set of power armor, and this time the reward is so rich that the currency can fill a small bag, enough to arm the personal mercenaries of a local lord from scratch To the end.
"Only that much?" Wild Snake was slightly dissatisfied, but that's normal. Even private organizations that can collect intelligence for the Imperial Inquisitors are huge. If the money is spread evenly among the intelligence departments with tens of thousands of people, one person People only have dozens of gold coins with worse face values, not to mention that leaders like outstanding intelligence officers and wild snakes have extra.
He handed over the brown paper dissatisfied, but Nova just read it silently, then suddenly drank the wine on the table in one go, and exhaled a mouthful of mist that seemed soothing.
Because those contents record that this port drove mercenaries to maliciously rob Skadi's main commercial route, the pirates in this area were originally empty because of the Imperial Guard expedition and the recruitment of Red Corsairs, which also forced the Skadi Lord to recruit Space Marines We didn't expect that the initiator was actually...
The wild snake continued to speak. "What kind of VIPs were those people entertaining during this period, and they mobilized on a large scale. I don't know what they were looking for or what they were doing, but I saw that a batch of Skadi's exclusive goodies were taken away."
"What?" Nova's pretty brows furrowed, and the wild snake lowered its head in reply. "A batch of deflagration guns, produced by Pan Lan, were obtained by pirates!"
"If the Space Marines were not patrolling during this period, and many mercenaries who were dissatisfied with the chaotic business conditions here left and went to Skadi's roaming port, there would be even more goods."
Nova grabbed her hair helplessly. She was angry that there were such worms in the empire, but she also lamented that there was nothing she could do because this port was controlled by the Rogue Traders and belonged to the Rogue Trader Dynasty. As an inquisitor, she could not launch an attack. , even though she was so powerful that she could command the local Astral Legion, even the mysterious Silver Knights, and even issue an extermination order, but the privateering permission was signed during the Emperor's expedition and was sacrosanct.
"Damn maggots." She cursed secretly. The huge energy given to her by the Inquisitor's Supreme Judgment Rosette could not compare with the priority of privateering permission in the empire for ten thousand years. With the promise of those nobles, she would never set foot on Terra again. When they make a promise and sign their names, they are no longer people within the empire.
Most of the purists or radicals of the Inquisitors regard them as aliens or heretics in human skin, but as long as they continue to expand territory for the empire, transport goods, and manage pirates and gray industries, those people will still have almost unlimited power. The right to dominate outside Terra.
Even the state religion will turn a blind eye to business people. It can be said that as long as they do not violate the private looting permission, those people are the local emperors in their own area!
Wild Snake could see Nova's dissatisfaction. She had worked hard to come here to investigate heresy for some time. As an inquisitor, she was absolutely qualified. In view of this aspect, Wild Snake spoke. "It seems that Miss Inquisitor is a little depressed. Is it because the power of the empire is so easy to use that you forget that things are not complicated?"
Nova looked at the terrible man, but the wild snake said. "No, there is no charge for this proposal. I just want you to introduce me to the Lord of Skadi. To be precise, everyone can see that the prospects of the Pangia sector are better. People go to higher places, and the water flows from them. Flow downward.”
"Smooth talk, you are probably 110 this year according to the standard Terra? You are wasting your time on life extension equipment and surgery, why not find a place to live peacefully." Nova commented on this man's poor personal life like an acquaintance. But instead of being angry, he spoke.
"Just say, do you need advice?"
"Please tell me." As an inquisitor, Nova can't deal with this old man very well, but she also has to admit that this guy has helped her in her career. As the eagle dog of the Inquisition, she may become the Grand Inquisitor. And he was probably a fool, which is why Nova persuaded this man.
The wild snake is not grateful. Everyone has his own life. He would rather spend his energy and ability on alcohol, enjoyment, women and extending his life or protecting his body, rather than trying to find a way to escape from the bad court.
He will continue to do his current evil deeds, whether here or in Skadi or elsewhere, until the Inquisition no longer needs useless eyes and kills his poor, unknown life for the sake of secrecy.
What's ridiculous is that this huge empire is an information network composed of these guys who throw it away after use to maintain the precarious security and hope everywhere.
The wild snake drank the drink he ordered in one gulp and spoke to the inquisitor lady. "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not to mention that the owner of this port, Bandertal, and his family have already coveted the Pangia sub-sector. You and I both know that it is impossible for anyone to have the ability to occupy the physical space of the entire sub-sector, but rights can."
"Whether they are the lords chartered by the empire or the merchant dynasty, they all have qualifications and abilities, so their profits and interests are destined to be contradictory. However, at present, the former Sun Lord obviously has more powerful power, so that this star port can only secretly action, and maintain their and Skadi's looming, dispensable stability."
"And my report is a bargaining chip to break the balance. Whether you like it or not, the empire cannot interfere this time, and neither can we. This is a battle for royal power, not the same heresy or alien issues as before."
Wild Snake could see it very clearly. He spoke clearly and slowly, and there was a trace of sweat on Nova's forehead. "Royal power...?"
"Yes, royal power." Wild Snake took another sip of wine to moisten his throat. "The right of the king of this star region is also a very direct matter. Now this star port has most of the gray and black industries in the entire star region, and involves many routes. There are also some strange forces behind the Hongshang Dynasty to help. They seem to be weak, but they are Hidden in the dark”
"As for Skadi, the lords are tolerant and benevolent, and the economy is developing extremely well. They are backed by the empire and all humans, and now they have the help of the Space Marines. But I still can't be sure who is right and who is the winner."
"The choice is in our hands at the moment, whether to pull the merchant dynasty from the dark out of the water, or to deceive Skadi, the Empire or Chaos, choose one of the two."
Wild Snake's words pulled Nova's thoughts to other places, as if they were deciding the fate of the entire sector not in the tavern but on a high platform. At this moment, a situation similar to the former Grand Inquisitor Walden appeared in front of Nova again, but this time The scope is larger and the impact is more severe.
What can Nova gain for the Empire? Orphans are still orphans, and poor people are still pitiful, but maybe chaos will bring miracles?
Silk subspace whispers suddenly appeared, and people almost forgot that no matter how powerful and determined those inquisitors were, they were still psychics and mortals, with countless depraved feelings...
In the hurried short-term choice, Wild Snake is also looking forward to the judge's choice. No matter which way he can make a career, he just needs to bring people on board together to prevent him from going to the underworld.
After her thoughts turned very quickly, a flash of psychic purple flashed across Judge Nova's eyes. Her long white fingers pressed down on the vellum, the vellum that determines the fate of the star sector, and said.
"Now, I am going to Skadi to bring new hope to this sector."
The wild snake let go of the brown paper and let the judge take the thing away. He sat alone in a seat in the tavern, sipping his drink and looking at the chaotic dark universe like a bystander. (End of chapter)