The environment on the bridge was still the same as when Calvin left last time, but after the fragile tacit understanding between the three people completely broke down, the atmosphere of the entire bridge returned to the original moment, or worse.
After ignoring the figures of the staff who were still busy in the audience, Calvin's attention only stayed on the bright red figure standing in front of the holographic map in a daze.
As Calvin's footsteps approached, Ma Wei, who was immersed in his own data terminal, and Constantine, who had been silently staring at the map for a long time, both turned around and looked at this man who stood out even among the Gray Knights. The figure seemed to be walking slowly but quickly from a distance.
This is a young and charismatic soul who has already been recognized by his Chapter at such a young age.
The title Arbitrator represents a military rank that cannot be obtained by a newcomer less than a century old in any Astartes Chapter.
What's more, with the Gray Knights' special combat methods, as the commander of the detachment, the position of arbitrator is often the actual person in charge of a region.
The information and power that can be accessed by this kind of authority can be compared with that of some ordinary company commanders of the Astartes Chapter, and may even be higher under special circumstances.
For such a person to obtain such a position at this age cannot be easily explained by special circumstances.
If you still want to use your own experience to induce and deceive such a person, you will surely suffer painful revenge after the lion cub comes to his senses.
Constantine also thought about continuing to insist on his own opinions, but young Calvin clearly knew his own bottom line and was not fettered by false favors.
My intention of using the Gray Knight as a talisman has been seen through, and even if I try to force it further, I am bound to get no good results.
After all, the legs are on someone else's body. Once the so-called routine is seen through, the initiative has been lost.
The priest finally made the expected compromise, and his old voice came from the hood of his burqa.
"Young Arbiter, as you wish. We are willing to take you and your men to where you want to go first."
After Calvin walked into the bridge, Mavi's tense shoulders, which had been holding his breath waiting for the result, finally relaxed.
He knew that with Constantine's compromise and concession, the relationship between the two parties would no longer be so stiff.
As the core conflict is resolved, the tense atmosphere between the two will eventually ease.
"So what's the reply from the fortune teller and the navigator?"
Inquisitor Ma Wei turned his attention to the figure who had been standing on the edge of the bridge pedestal - the original mechanical priest Deriza on the black ship.
The latter is also a priest from Mars.
It is for this reason that from the moment Father Constantine, who was clearly at the center of the Mechanicum, came aboard, he regarded himself as an apprentice and silently retreated to the second line.
This is a very smart choice, at least it will not be affected immediately when the interests of the ship conflict with the Mechanicus.
At this time, under Ma Wei's gaze, the priest who had been silent for a long time said:
Walking out from the edge of the dark bridge:
"Just now, the reply message from the Demon Tribunal has been received. The astropath has received the specific coordinates and informed them to the navigator. The diviner's divination shows that there is no abnormality there. The authorization code chief is sending to the arbiter... "
As his words fell, Calvin's communication sounded a prompt.
On the screen of his helmet's eyepiece, a contact code and a confidential authorization code that only he had the authority to interpret were transmitted to his data terminal.
"So what's the rest of the voyage?"
"Send you here first, and then I will go with Father Constantine to the place he planned with the exploration fleet. Do you still have any objections to this?" Mavey said.
"Let's do it," said Calvin, with the problem solved.
Just as everyone on the bridge felt a little relaxed about setting the next course, the navigator in front sent a warning message to the bridge:
"The subspace fluctuates abnormally! Multiple jump points are about to appear! The automatic deceleration program is activated! The automatic avoidance program is activated!"
Dark red lights began to light up across the entire black ship as the alarm sounded. People who had not yet left the previous negotiations looked at what was happening in front of them in astonishment, feeling a little at a loss.
Calvin reacted instantly. The causes and consequences of the entire trip were reviewed at high speed in his brain, and various possibilities for the unexpected situation in front of him were deduced one by one.
At a certain moment, Calvin, who had deduced the worst outcome, was filled with anger. He shouted loudly to Mavi, who was still in a dazed state:
"Don't slow down! Don't slow down!"
After seeing the doubtful look in the other party's eyes, Calvin, who knew the situation was critical but had no time to explain, decisively overstepped Mavey's authority and directly issued instructions to the staff who had been sent down:
"Correct the course! But you must not slow down! In addition, notify the weapon array to charge and prepare! The entire ship is ready for first-level combat!"
However, he received a silent gaze in response. Unlike the ships of the Demon Tribunal, the Gray Knights did not have any emergency command authority without the guarantee of a specific agreement.
The speed of the black ship is still declining. The speed of the node, which was already close to the subspace navigation, is falling inexorably.
Father Constantine also reacted at this time. He looked at Ma Wei who was hesitant to speak and said:
"Confirm his order! Otherwise we will die here!"
However, it was too late. In just a few tens of seconds, a gap in the subspace had appeared in the space within 5 astronomical units directly in front of the black ship.
At the same time, behind the black ship, the same subspace breach was being created.
Appearing at the jump point ahead was an Opal Dragon-class forged cruiser painted in Martian red.
The other party immediately locked onto the black ship after returning to the real universe. While the weapon array was rapidly charging, communication requests were also sent to the black ship:
A priest whose face was completely hidden behind the mechanical transformation equipment declared to everyone on the black ship in a cold tone:
"Communication protocol code 9-λ-3971-266z3, our ship is ordered to recover designated materials. Lord of the Forge, level 3 monk Constantine, please board the ship with the designated materials as soon as possible."
"Forged cruiser from Mars? Here?" Calvin raised his eyebrows and looked at Constantine, but surprisingly found that the other party did not have any joy.
The opponent's appearance was obviously not within Constantine's expectation, so this cruiser must not be the reinforcement he was looking forward to.
And at this critical point in time, if we are not friends, we will only be enemies.
what to do? Calvin's mind started working crazily again at this moment.
But unfortunately, not all problems can be solved by the ingenuity of one or two people.
For example, when there is an absolute gap in power between the two sides, such as now.
Can't fight, can't run. This is the current situation of Black Ship.
The other party's only concern for maintaining peace now is probably the information that Father Constantine knows and the broken stc he carries.
Failure to hand over would lead to death, and if Constantine was handed over under the threat of force from the other party, he would not be surprised at what kind of things the unscrupulous other party could do, such as silence.
Desperation spread in Calvin's heart for a moment, but he did not give up.
"Think again, think again. There must be a way..." He walked anxiously on the bridge.
While everyone on the bridge was struggling with how to deal with the crisis at hand, the subspace reaction behind the black ship also reached its peak, and a new subspace breach was torn apart.
What jumped out at this point was the Revenant Redeemer strike cruiser, which Calvin had not seen for a long time.
Like the foundry cruiser, the Gray Knight strike cruiser that had just jumped out also impatiently sent a communication request to the black ship.
After the signal was connected, the face of Silver Blade's company commander Yu Le appeared on the screen.
He greeted the relieved Calvin enthusiastically and told him his purpose:
"With the reminder from the Prophet Brotherhood, the Grand Master knows that you have encountered some minor troubles."
His eyes were gentle but firm as he told Calvin about his mission:
"In the name of the Emperor, our ship is ordered by the Supreme Master of the Order of the Hammer, Walden, to take you home."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
