"You have no right to recruit us!"
Captain Tabers did not wait for the other party to finish speaking, and simply rejected the madman in front of him.
"No! I have the right! The empire has given me the power to recruit all nearby armed forces!"
"It does not include the Astartes!"
"Okay! It does not include the Astartes! But the Inquisition to which I belong has a complete agreement with you!"
"Then follow the procedure! We must be authorized by the Grand Master Council!"
"But it's too late! Forget the damn process! You have to help me!"
"I refuse this ridiculous request!"
"No! You have no right to refuse! Open your deck! I'm coming!"
The communication signal was suddenly and unilaterally hung up after the brief but fierce argument ended.
Everyone on the entire bridge looked at each other, but they didn't know where to start.
"Do we have this agreement?" Calvin asked Yule.
"Never, but..." Yule was a little angry, but mostly helpless.
"But we have been allowing this to happen." Tabers continued what Yule left unfinished.
He looked at the small landing craft on the holographic screen that was rapidly approaching the Redeemer of the Dead from a distance, and said in a complicated tone:
"I order, open the front deck. In the name of the Emperor, at least give this madman a chance to explain."
"Roger." As the gate on the front deck was slowly lowered, while Calvin heard the reply from the crew ahead, he could already see the arrival of the landing craft decorated with the logo of the Tribunal.
"Is this what you're talking about?" Calvin meant.
"Read more, listen more. Don't jump to conclusions." Yule did not answer Calvin's question directly.
Tabers, on the other hand, didn't have many concerns, or he didn't know the background of Yule's previous conversation with Calvin.
The veteran with three gold nails on his forehead told Calvin his understanding of the current situation:
"No matter from which point of view, the current working methods of the Tribunal are different from the original expectations of the Emperor and Malcador. In other words, it is our own connivance that makes these things that should be observed honestly The dominance of the Order of the Hammer is being taken away step by step by mortals who write administrative and diplomatic work."
"Why?" Calvin couldn't understand even more. No matter the status of the Gray Knights or the force they possess, there is no reason to give in to these mortals.
But he knew he had better ask quickly. After all, with the pace of the Inquisition's messenger, it wouldn't take long to get here from the deck.
"Because of you." Tabos looked at Calvin.
"Or, because we don't have you." Tabos sighed and added:
"Because of your delay in showing up, our personnel are always at a very embarrassing scale. And this is in no way consistent with the initial number of people in the Inquisition under the witness of the Emperor. In the twelve seats of the Supreme Council of the Inquisition , initially we had eight seats.”
"But life has to go on, and the rule of the empire and the survival of mankind must be maintained." Yule took up Tabers' words.
"Due to our own incompetence, we failed to live up to the expectations of the Emperor and Prime Minister Malcador. In the entire 10,000 years of subspace time, we finally only brought out 1,000 active Gray Knights to return to the Empire." Tabers said.
"What are 1,000 Gray Knights enough for? Nothing is enough! It can barely maintain even basic combat functions! As for supplies, intelligence, screening, trial, and diplomacy, we can only leave it to those who came to meet us in the first place. Four mortal judges. And people, especially fragile and short-lived mortals, will change."
Yule made the final summary of this explanation.
After hearing this, Calvin understood most of the problem. This was not a story about a struggle for power. If it is true, then facing these weak mortals, the problem will be much easier to solve.
This is a process in which rights are eroded and rights are helplessly given up.
The Gray Knights are destined to be unable to hold their seats, because they can barely maintain their basic functions, let alone other management functions?
There is no need to fight at all. In order to ensure the fight against demons and to protect the lives and interests of citizens of the entire empire, the Gray Knights will naturally give up these rights that are destined to be difficult to take into account in the absence of meetings one after another.
And the power vacuum caused by each retreat will inevitably end with mortals taking over again and again.
The first four Inquisitors also swore to join the Order of the Hammer under the witness of the Emperor and Malcador. Their purity and selflessness are naturally beyond doubt, but what about the rest?
Perhaps the first generation of Inquisitors could still maintain their purity while the founder was still alive, but everyone is mortal, and the Astartes could not escape the fate of dying on the battlefield, let alone those who had spent all the wealth of the empire. , a mortal who can only live for a thousand years?
One thousand years is enough to take away the life of any mortal;
One thousand years is enough time for any organization that is mainly composed of mortals to become completely different from its original purpose, running counter to its original purpose.
This is not a problem that can be changed by one or two special cases. This is the law of nature. This is the curse and blessing that this species has been carrying since its birth.
Under the internal and external troubles that have never interrupted the war in the empire for thousands of years, the organization of the Inquisition has been preserved very well.
At least they still remember their mission, and they are at least still fighting for the empire.
Perhaps their original intentions are not as pure as those of the original founders, who have gone through baptisms and hardships in the world, but can still shine with a heart-stopping purity.
But we can't be too picky, can we?
These chosen ones know that they will inevitably fall under the abyss for a long time, but they are still willing to spend their lives to defend the destiny of mankind. Even if there are some personal desires mixed in, it is worthy of forgiveness, isn't it?
The Gray Knights cannot complain, the Gray Knights have no right to complain!
This is their duty!
It is their incompetence that makes these mortals have to take their positions and endure all-round torture from body to soul on the front line of the struggle against Chaos for a long time!
Looking at the armed and administrative order of the entire empire, let alone the Astra Militarum, which has a clear exit path, even the Astartes have the right to fight with honor until death!
They will finally close their eyes in glory after fighting hard and return their souls to the throne.
Under the Emperor's protection, they either fell into eternal sleep, or continued to fight for humanity gloriously in another way.
But what about the Inquisitor? Can there be a good death? No.
In the cold and dark archives of the Imperial Inquisition, in the eight thousand years since its creation, no Inquisitor has ever had a good death.
not a single one.
They either died of murder or died on duty. Either assassinated in a fight against local factions, or self-sacrificial in a fight against Chaos.
Being able to die on the frontal battlefield is already a great blessing for these mortal heroes who know that they cannot do anything.
Those souls that have been entangled with Chaos for decades or even centuries and eventually become corrupted are the true sorrow of the empire.
Every one is.
Every one of them is fighting an invisible victory war with the eternal chaos as a mortal.
In countless battles with the latter, it was ultimately difficult to maintain one's own existence.
Are they sinful? Perhaps at the end of their lives, they did commit unspeakable crimes.
But does their existence therefore lose its meaning? of course not.
Therefore, when these mortals are violent, reckless, ignorant, or impatient, they feel guilty when they stand in front of these Gray Knights who have escaped from the mortal world.
They are inherently indebted to these people.
It was their incompetence that finally brought these people to their current position.
It was their helplessness that forced these outstanding men, who were supposed to create better value for the empire, the emperor, and all mankind in other fields, to put on military uniforms and stand in front of them.
Maybe they are wrong, maybe they have their limitations.
But who is the initiator? chaos? To blame Chaos?
If not, then the Gray Knights can only be blamed.
Incompetence is the original sin here.
And if one day, the Gray Knights can truly and completely fulfill their missions and obligations, then there will be no reason for these talents to appear.
And this is exactly the meaning of Calvin's existence.
He needs to correct this mistake, whether it is a personal mistake by the judge at present, or a structural mistake by the Holy Hammer Order in the future.
This is his destiny, he takes it, and he's honored to be called to it.
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"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.
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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.
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