Captain Tyak, wearing the gloomy all-black robes of the Astronomical Hall as always, was as cold and ruthless as ever, receiving various information on the command platform.
Now he has a lot of problems to solve.
After the recent raids by the Chaos Space Marines, the tithes in the Holy Lands of Shboleth, Voltasom, and Cartagia were below quota, and his only hope now was that the numbers he got in Nurhaven would be better. .
The place had a military presence from the Imperial Navy and was unlikely to be attacked by pirates.
However, navigators recently stated that the Nurhaven was in the area of a warp storm.
Tyak was forced to stay put, much to the captain's dismay.
Because now he neither completed the task on time nor reached the predetermined quota.
To make matters worse, the Word has brought a special passenger with it to Voltasom - Inquisitor Orsino Quant.
Although the bureaucrats of the Inquisition often hitchhiked on the Astronomical Hall, Tyak did not want to cause trouble at this juncture. He just wanted to complete his mission quietly.
Fortunately, Orsino Quant did not bring with him a large entourage, but it was enough to bore Tyac.
Quant was short, hunched over in a fur coat, and even more so when he stood next to Velez and her sisters.
The inquisitor also had a short gray beard, and always had a reassuring smile on his face, which made him look very easy-going, and his blue bionic eyes made him look like a jeweler, always squinting. Look at everything and assess its value.
The Inquisitor forgoes all obvious weaponry save for his short staff - although the Captain notes that his hands are crowded with ornate rings that could house many weapons.
Rumor has it that Quant has experience with the Space Marines, and was recently sent to oversee the Atonement Crusade for certain Chapters that had previously fought in the Badab War.
But Tyak still had a hard time imagining the Inquisitor terrorizing a Space Marine.
However, Quant became interested in Knox, who was imprisoned on the ship, and pressured the captains, Tyack and Velez, for information about her.
Inquisitors are particularly interested in the state of psykers after being silenced.
But his interest was soon interrupted when an unexpected situation suddenly appeared.
A few hours after returning to the black ship, Velez was urgently recalled after being blessed by the priests on the deck of the monastery.
The command deck was crowded, extra stormtroopers were stationed, and Inquisitor Quant and Tyak stood next to a remote augury.
"Captain Tyak."
Adriana Velez greeted the other, and the captain looked uneasy.
"I need you to work with the Stormtroopers."
Tyak directly expressed his purpose of summoning the other party without taking his eyes off the screen.
"What happened?"
Quant tapped an officer on the deck on the shoulder, then pointed with his short, thick hand at the console.
"Put it on the big screen"
Images of St. Shboleth and the Sector faded into a distant blur as the screen began to crackle at the Inquisitor's command.
Although she didn't know much about instruments, Adrianna Velez could still tell from above that two unfamiliar fleets were gathering towards the Holy Order from different directions.
The Inquisitor pointed his staff at a small fleet of armed freighters scattered across the space.
"The number of this raiding ship is on the heretic list."
Quant said, pointing to a Destroyer-class destroyer rushing towards the Order at high speed.
"Worshipers of Khorne, ogres, this is the Red Corsair's ship."
"You seem to know a lot about traitors and heretics."
"It's my responsibility to understand them."
The Inquisitor told her coldly.
"These pirates all accepted the orders of the Badab tyrant. They continued to operate in the Maelstrom area. They even ransacked several fortresses in the previous month and dragged the living and the dead to the slaughterhouse on the ship. This perverted story is spread across 12 sectors. It's all spread,
But this time it came too fast..."
The nun frowned, guessing.
"They're fighting for this witch?"
"They were fighting for the tyrant of Badab."
The judge immediately corrected her,
Velez's heart sank immediately.
In such a severe subspace storm, the black ship would not dare to jump, but the red pirates did not care, that was their home.
The Sisters of Command didn't think their forces could hold up against an entire pirate fleet, so they pinned their hopes on reinforcements.
She thought for a while and asked:
"Can we send someone for help?"
"I have requested reinforcements, but it will take time and it is unknown where they will come from."
The Inquisitor replied seriously, then he patted the deck officer on the shoulder.
The screens returned to the previous interface, and on them, Velez could see the pirates getting closer to the world of the Ecclesiarchy.
"Captain Tyak will do whatever he can to deal with the threat. I will stay on the bridge and contact our reinforcements. I need you to man the cargo deck. Bring your sisters and the garrison on board. The enemy may just want blood." , may want the ship, more likely want our cargo, and we can’t let that happen.”
"agree."
Velez nodded, she had captured Jirubia Knox for the God Emperor.
These psykers belong only to the Lord of Mankind.
It didn't take long for Velez to be ready. She gathered all the nuns and stormtroopers on the convent deck and gave a short speech.
The emperor's servants stood in the archway, in front of the tapestry and the altar.
Their faces are as solemn as the surrounding buildings.
Adriana Velez's armor was the black of night, setting off the flawless white coat, but her skin itself was as white as a page from the Holy Word of the Empire.
The conductor's nun's hair was cut into rough short hair, half black and half white. The white curly hair set off the serious face of the young nun, while the black curly hair was hidden in the darkness with the other half of her face.
She didn't say anything about honor to her sisters. Life on the black ship was meant to serve the emperor.
This work is dark and harsh, like this dungeon-like environment.
The psykers transported here and the measures taken to contain them created an atmosphere of despair that only the Emperor's most determined servants would endure in the Emperor's name, but it was through their efforts that they gathered These fuels are sent directly to the Emperor, so that the light of the Star Torch can be seen throughout the galaxy.
This job is the closest to the God-Emperor.
subsequently
Velez asked Missionary Rangeela to bless the men and women who defend their sacred duty to the death, as well as their weapons.
As Lieutenant Nugent and his Stormtroopers stood nearby in black carapace and robes, the optics of their helmets glowed blue in the dim room.
Their weapons were blessed, the warriors put on their backpacks, attached cables to their rifles, and lined up to move across the deck and into fighting position.
They have their orders and they know their responsibilities.
The nuns of the Ebony Holy Grail Order knelt in front of the priest one by one, wearing pure white holy garments, and Rangeela blessed them with holy water.
Velez ordered the armory to equip her comrades with the heaviest weapons available, including heavy flamethrowers, bolters, and multi-melta guns.
To deal with the Traitor Space Marines, they need such weapons, and only in this way can they penetrate their armor.
The nuns' waists were filled with extra grenades and bolt pistol magazines, and they left the deck under the watch of the nun captains Desiree and Anatole.
Sister Nastasia Desiree arranged the uniforms for the sisters. Under her gray hair, her determined eyes stared at each nervous face.
She was like an older mother sorting out the dowry for her young daughters.
After confirming that the equipment was neat and tidy, Adrianna Velez said to her subordinates:
"The traitors try to surprise us, overwhelm us, defeat us, but they will fail! You will make sure of it, this is a sacred place, a place blessed in the name of the Emperor! Traitors and heretics have no place here , our bolters and fire will answer them and drive them back! If you can't do that, then at least, make them pay every step of the way! May your armor be a wall that stands forever and your body be inviolable The oath will never be broken! What is here can only be enjoyed by the emperor. This is a sacred oath, and neither you nor I can break it! You will not fail, your sisters will not fail, and the Lord of Mankind will not fail!"
"In the name of the Emperor!"
The nuns answered neatly.
And just when the Holy Word was gradually being surrounded, in the turbulent subspace tide, a huge fleet was being guided by some mysterious force, cutting through the waves in the storm, heading straight for New Barbuda, the home of the Red Pirates. !
