Chapter 413 Dialogue
When the cell door opened, the prisoner looked up.
The iron chains as thick as his wrists tied him tightly to the bare wall, surrounding him like a rusty snake.
They had taken off his power armor - now he was almost naked.
The small cell is very much like the lower deck of Echo of the Curse, the walls are wet, and the torches in the distance sparkle with the footsteps of those who enter.
The light of the fire caught the prisoner's eyes, and when he looked at the statue, he also saw sparks flickering in the distance.
The shadowy gray robe surrounded the body of the visitor, and the prisoner could see a smile at the corner of his mouth hidden under the cloak.
The iron door was closed and locked as the other party entered.
Except for the hiss of the torch, everything fell silent again.
"Taros Valkolan."
The figure stopped ten meters in front of him, and then said in a calm tone:
"Since I am coming to find you, you should know very well what this means."
" Then do what you have to do, I'm not afraid of your methods."
"For now, I'm here to find answers, not to cut you into pieces."
When the figure walked forward, the prisoner saw the liquid-like black eyes shining behind the mask.
He was a head taller than an average Space Marine, and he was not wearing armor.
The prisoner blinked, his gaze was sharp, but here, his thinking could not be concentrated, nor could he see through some things about this man.
The interrogator looked at the corner of the prison, as if waiting for something.
Finally, Talos let out a low hum.
“Tell me, what kind of simple question made you have to tie me here?”
"About the question of loyalty."
The man in the robe took off a lighting ball from the wall and brought the lighting ball closer, letting the light spread across the prisoner's pale skin.
"Have you ever thought that you would one day be judged by the Empire, in the worst case scenario... Since the Heresy, you have been responsible for hundreds of exterminations and massacres, you have killed Many loyal warriors, including the noble Captain of the Blood Angels, Captain of the Ultramarines, and Champion of the Imperial Fists. You and your companions have committed countless crimes, and have you ever thought that one day you would be escorted to Accepting punishment in front of the Emperor's icon?"
"Is this an interrogation or a sermon?"
Taros asked with a smile.
"Do we have to distinguish between the two? An interrogation means that we are enemies, that goes without saying, and a sermon means that I am trying to convince you that I have to do this too."
" That's not what these chains tell me."
"Any traitor caught will die. Thank me for letting you stay alive."
The man in the robe put the lighting ball. Placed in a metal bracket, the greasy light immediately pushed away the darkness at the edge of the cell.
"The chains are only a precaution. I have given you all my respect, but you have failed to improve your shameless behavior in return, and you have not even introduced yourself in response."
The prisoner leaned his head back and felt a coolness coming from the wall on his scalp.
"Ha, my name is Talos Valcolan, a sergeant of the 10th Company of the 8th Legion. I used to be a pharmacist, but no longer."
"Ah, an ancient legend, As you have made your choice, I will respect you for the time being. My name is Soshyan Alexey, Chapter Master of the Astral Knights Chapter."
Talos looked at it carefully. The person in front of him, just like what he saw in his dream, was the type he hated - hypocritical, pretentious, and disgusting.
“Speaking of the issue of loyalty, distinguished Chapter Master Soshiyan, I am curious, has Sevatar been pardoned by the false emperor?”
"Is this question important to you?"
"Yes, this question will determine how I should curse him."
"Do you care about him? Even if he's dead 'Ten thousand years.
"If he really surrenders, then this incident will be a more serious blow to the Eighth Legion than the death of the Primarch, which means that we are almost useless, and it also confirms. The ten-thousand-year imprint on us is true... We are just a capricious bunch of little people, even the best among them. “He chose the right path. ”
Talos laughed so hard that the cell shook.
"What is right?"
When his laughter paused, he asked his own question.
"Savitar is the son of the Eighth Legion, and your rightness will never apply to him."
"Then what do you think is right?"
Soshyan's question silenced Talos.
For a long time, he replied calmly:
"Punishment, revenge, pursuit of self."
Soshiyang looked at him and suddenly smiled.
“Yes, but it’s also our right.”
"What?"
"We also recognize punishment, revenge and self-pursuit. Talos, you have served much longer than me. Can you tell me why you wanted to become an Astartes in the first place? ”
Talos looked at Soshyan and said nothing.
"It's just you and me here. Savita has told me a lot about you, but I still hope to hear it from your mouth."
"Why doesn't he come? Why you.”
"This is his condition. He said that he will not participate in this matter again."
"Hmm, hypocrisy."
Talos sniffed and raised his head. , said with a mocking look:
"What lofty ideals do you think I have? No, all I hope for is three meals a day and enough food and clothing, and I just don't want to die in unnecessary bloodshed on the streets. , I just want to become strong.”
Soshyan nodded.
"I agree."
"What?"
"I agree with your reason, and I deeply agree."
"Ha, put away that hypocritical face , leave your sympathy to those who need it more, boy"
"Do you think I'm pitying you?"
Soshyan tilted his head.
"No, I'm just confused. These reasons of yours have no connection with the path you will take in the future."
Taros frowned but did not speak.
“You have no ideals or ambitions. I can understand that you are just following the crowd. So the rebellion started by the original body is just a conditioned reflex of obedience for you? But I heard from another person Having said that, you always say that you are full of hatred, always resentful, and always long for revenge, but where does your hatred come from? Do you really have such great feelings for that crazy primarch? ”
“What are you talking about?”
Soshyan took a step closer and stared at Talos' face.
“I know that you don’t hate the Empire, you hate the Eighth Legion, you hate yourself, just like the crazy original body, but you have nowhere to vent your hatred, you can only choose It seems like a natural empire, but no matter how much massacre you cause, no matter how many atrocities you commit, the hatred in your heart can never be filled, because the things of hatred are always around you, but you must always call them brothers."
< br>Talos gritted his teeth and assumed a posture of resistance.
“Admit it, Talos, soul hunter, what you hate most is the Eighth Legion!”
(End of this chapter)