Warhammer Inquisitor

Marles has always disliked banquets, no matter what type they are, and whoever organizes them has never liked them. The reason is very simple. Comoros banquets are always full of politics. It will eventually turn into a conspiracy event.

You have to pay attention to whether there is poison in each cup, whether every sentence hides murderous intentions or is gathering information, even those unremarkable waiters, you need to take a second look, because if you can't check them, they will be killers.

At this kind of banquet, the delicious food will become dull, and every glass of strong wine is like drinking a bitter medicine. You can't enjoy the pleasure of the banquet at all. The family will only be exhausted, thinking about lying on the bed, alone, because you will not have the strength to sleep with others.

Among these banquets, the one that most tires Marathi is the consul's meeting. The gatherings of the Comorian gangsters are so unpleasant, so the consul's meeting is one of the best.

Marles stood in the corner of the banquet hall. It was magnificent and brightly lit. The tables on both sides were filled with a lot of drinks and delicacies, but no one touched them at all. These delicious foods were still steaming hot. , has become cold, just like the atmosphere here.

Marles glanced around. There were not many people gathered in this gorgeous banquet hall. They were all the elites and nobles of Comoros.

Men go out of their way to show off their opulence, wearing expensive, tailored clothing, while women are obsessed with showing off their flesh, mostly scantily clad with barely a few close-fitting fabrics over their bodies.

Malus looked at them and smiled silently in their hearts, "These idiots, they treated this meeting as a demonstration, in order to draw allies in the next conspiracy, and then betray him or her."

She hid in the corner of the room, where the flags of various conspiracies were hanging around it. This was not because Marathi wanted to eavesdrop on the content of some secret conversation here, but purely to hide herself from leisure. Wan has no interest in participating in these frivolous tricks.

But she doesn't want to, it doesn't mean that the trick won't take the initiative to find the door. For example, now, Marles saw Karkas come over, the young consul was wearing a straight custom evening dress, with a small pinned to his chest. The Laughing Bird pin, the symbol of his cabal.

"Beautiful night, my lovely lady, as beautiful as you are, you are like a flower hidden among the rocks in the mountains, I can even write a poem for you."

"Stop flirting with me in your conventional way of approaching me, Karkas, I'm not interested in a man like you." Marles said, leaning against the wall, her arms folded on her proud chest, He was rather cold to Karkas, but the latter still seemed quite enthusiastic.

"Don't you like men?" "How did you ask that?" "Because you dress like a man, my lovely lady, like a dashing handsome boy."

Karkas said teasingly, and he gestured to the clothes that Marles was wearing. Tonight's Marles is unique, she is very unique among those gorgeous and ostentatious women, she did not wear those tempting women. evening dress, but a rather masculine dress.

She wears a pair of straight cropped trousers, with a pair of high-cut and low military boots, and an open leather jacket and vest on the upper body. She wears a tight-fitting vest, which is almost incomparable with the officers of the Human Empire, which makes her in the There is no doubt that it stands out from the crowd.

Marles glanced at Karkas, her eyes full of indifference, "You dress like a man too, Karkas, so do you like men?"

Of course she wouldn't tell this nasty guy that she was wearing this to make it easier to escape when the real excitement started tonight. Wearing a sexy but obtrusive long dress could be inconvenient at all.

"Hahaha, no, I prefer women, especially a dangerous woman like you." He leaned against Malus uninvited, the latter didn't even bother to look at him, Malus knew Karka Si has always been known as a playboy, he likes to hook up with all kinds of women, the harder it is, the better, like a strange collection fetish.

But the women he hooked up with often didn't turn out very well in the end, so Marles was not interested in this guy at all, but precisely because of this, he was very keen to pursue himself, just like a hunter trying to tame a disobedient horse Hound, but if he wants to put a collar on himself, he's way too early.

"What the hell are you doing here? Carcass, espionage or secret conspiracy?" "Do you make me so boring? Just like those people? No, of course not, I'm here to buy you a drink ."

Karkas said and waved to the waiter beside him. He walked over silently. Marcus looked at the young and handsome waiter who was dragging the silver tray. He didn't speak because his tongue was pulled out and his ears Also deaf, so he couldn't overhear something he shouldn't have heard while serving drinks to the consuls.

Karkas took a glass of wine from the tray, he handed it to Marles, and took a glass himself, facing the drink that was handed over directly, Marles couldn't refuse, so she took it The drink, and then lightly touched a glass with Karkas.

"Your eyes are as clear as this wine, dear." "Stop flirting with your boring love words, Karkas, the only thing I'm interested in you is how to get your heart out." "If that's the case, I'd be happy to give you my heart, and you'll fall in love with such a heart."

Now Marathi is thinking seriously, when Vito comes to kill them, she will cut open his chest, take out his heart, and smash it in front of him.

Karkas looked at Malus with a cold face, he still smiled quite charmingly, wearing a smile that is effective for most women, "Well, I'm actually here to ask you, do you have any questions about Any news about that guy."

"Which guy?" "Who else? A human who has caused trouble for all of us, even though he is a bit bigger than the average human."

Karkas shook the wine and said softly, he sniffed the wine in a daze, and seemed to appreciate it better than Marathi, "What did humans call him? Da?" "Khan." Yes, Khan, you see, you do know human beings better than any of us."

Malas laughed contemptuously. She drank the wine to herself and didn't talk to Karkas, but the latter continued to speak indifferently.

"That human, who recently cost me a whole ship of slaves, disappeared before my men rushed to support, so I wonder if there is a way to get rid of him all at once, after all, it's good for all of us, isn't it? ?"

"Really? How did you see it?" Malas asked with a very cold smile. Karkas felt a sense of accomplishment in her answer, and he greeted Malas with the glass in his hand with a happy smile.

"He also caused you a lot of trouble, didn't he? I heard, he blew up your smelter and cost you a lot of money, right? So why don't we kill him together? Just, me and you."

As Karkas said, he stretched his hand to Marathi's shoulder, wanting to hug her from behind, but was suddenly opened by Marcus, she said indifferently, "I can find other Co-op, Karkas, someone I like more."

Karkas withdrew his opened hand, he stared at those hands with interest, and still kept smiling, "I think, maybe you don't have many partners to choose from, after tonight. "

After hearing this, Marcus gave Karkas a cold glance, the latter looked at her with a smile, put the drink in his hand on the side table, and tapped the glass lightly with his fingers. The edge of the , let the wine in it ripple.

"If I were you, I would stop drinking tonight. After everything is over, I may invite you to have a drink, privately, and have a good drink." Karkas said with a smile on his face, and Marles stared at him. After drinking the wine, he sneered and shook his head.

"Drinking with whom? A dead person?" She said in a cold voice, while Karkas seemed to be amused. He straightened his collar and took two steps back, "Tonight, it's the washing machine. A night of cards, my lovely girl, everyone is a pawn on the chessboard, and there is only one king left after the last capture of each other."

"Of course, there will also be a queen beside the king." Karkas stretched his arms slightly and said while stepping back, while Malasses shook the drink in her hand and smiled indifferently.

"Don't be so confident, Karkas. Tonight has only just begun." Malas said sarcastically, and she heard a soft sigh at the entrance door of the hall, which opened slowly back, and a whisper The hall was also suddenly quiet, and everyone looked in the direction of the door.

From behind the gate hung with a black flag, a man in a black evening dress came out, with a silver armored chain hanging from his shoulders, and a very unique silver armor covering his shoulders, letting He looked like he was wearing a piece of armor.

He walked in from the door and glanced at all the people in the hall who looked at him, the man smiled and raised his arms to everyone, "Welcome, friends, welcome to this place I have prepared for you. A little party."

"We are all satisfied here, Majesty," said the consul closest to the door, holding his female companion and nodding to the Maharaja at the door in front of him.

The maharaja nodded to him with a smile, and then took a glass of wine from the tray of the waiter who was leaning up on the side. He slightly gestured to the consul to bring a glass of wine as well. The latter did so with a smile. Among them, he took a goblet and toasted with the maharaja in front of him.

The two smiled at each other and raised their glasses to pay homage to each other, then gently touched the rims of the glasses together, and made a crisp sound, "I wish you good health, my friend." "I wish you well, Victor. Sir."

Victor raised the glass to drink the wine, but the wine was just about to touch his lips, and Victor stopped suddenly. After thinking for a while, he put down the glass and turned his head to see the back of the drink. Lil-colored, the consul who smashed the wine glass on the ground after his hands were paralyzed.

The glass that fell at his feet exploded in an instant, and the drink in it was splashed everywhere. People looked at the drink that seemed to be in all directions, and also at the one who was holding his neck and couldn't breathe, and then took a few steps back. The consul who fell to the ground all at once, he fell into the wine and water on the ground.

After his female companion exclaimed, she watched the hands slip out of her arms. She looked at the consul who fell to the ground, foaming from his mouth and twitching. He kept rolling his eyes, even violently. He was twitching, and like him, there were several consuls who had already drank their own drinks.

Malas glanced at the wine in her hand, snorted lightly and leaned her arms against the wall, while the people in the hall in front of her also sneered and spilled the wine in their hands, and the entire hall was in an instant. There was the sound of water droplets splashing everywhere, and the fragrant but deadly smell filled the air, but there seemed to be no surprise on everyone's face.

After Victor snorted lightly, he looked at the wine in his hand with great irony. He threw all the wine on the ground, then slammed the glass on the wall beside him, and then turned around with the broken glass. The cracked glass blade slashed the waiter's throat, and the unlucky bastard instantly gushed blood from his neck, and fell to the ground whimpering with his voiceless throat.

"Really? Poisoned?"

Everyone in the hall witnessed the two people who died in a short period of time. Victor looked at the two corpses and smiled mockingly, "I just came here, and I have already experienced two sniper assassinations, one close-range assassination. Shooting plus a poisoned blade assassination, of course, and now with poisoned wine, I guess I can go through all the assassinations in the world by the end of tonight."

"It seems that everyone is very positive tonight." Victor said, turning around slowly, standing in front of the hall door and looking at the consuls in front of them, they also looked at the maharaja with a high-looking expression. Showing a gloomy look.

Victor looked up at them sneeringly, he looked at them with his hands behind his back, "I wanted to give a speech to end all this, but I don't think so, you have proved it with practical actions, The only purpose of this banquet tonight is to make blood flow here."

As he said, he kicked the blood that was running on the ground. The blood splashed and fell on the floor of the hall. Marathi, who was standing in the corner, looked at the blood. She raised her eyes and looked around at the crowd. , put down the wine glass in his hand, leaned against the corner, and quietly walked to the small door on the other side.

But just as she walked over, Victor's voice came from behind the doorknob, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, Marles, tonight's good show has just begun."

Marles was stunned for a moment. Her hand turned the door handle lightly, and found that the handle had been locked, and the door could not be opened at all. It seemed that, in addition to these guests tonight, the host was well prepared. .

Marles sighed softly, she knew that every time this kind of banquet would end up like this, she let go of the door that could not be opened, turned around and looked at Victor at the door, he smiled at Mary. Le Si nodded slightly, "Thank you, now, let me continue."

He glanced at the group of people in the hall in front of him and said, with one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, he turned gently, "I wanted to give a speech, but I think I have nothing to say. Meaning, you are not interested in listening to it, I expected it, after all, we are all spirit races, there are not many words that can make us calm down and listen and cannot refuse."

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Victor raised his head to the crowd with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and threw the shards of the blood-stained glass in his hand on the ground. The glass fell into the blood at once. Let the blood splatter further around.

"But there is one thing that no one can refuse, no matter their status or status, and I have invited another friend tonight, and he will come to tonight's farce with indisputable truth, An impeccable result."

Victor said, suddenly there was a dull roar outside the window. The sound instantly sounded from the outside and also from the outside of the hall. Everyone standing here immediately looked out of the window, the one closest to the window. The man walked up, and he stood by the bed and looked out.

He searched around, trying to find the source of the sound, and he quickly found it. His eyes saw a huge warship sliding through the night sky outside the window. The golden ship was breathing dazzling flames. The top flew over, and when it passed through, a huge vibration was instantly transmitted into the hall.

The glass window in front of the spectator vibrated violently, and there was a crash of glass shattering. He looked up at the sound of the sound, and he looked at the dark battleship sliding by, and saw a series of belly at the end. A flash of light, the light fell from it, and quickly approached him.

The man squinted slightly and looked at the thing. He looked at the small spot of light, and soon the thing approached, allowing him to finally see its true face. He widened his eyes and looked at the burning The steel end shouted, "Human! It's a man"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud noise in an instant. Everyone in the hall looked back. They looked in the direction of the rolling sand. When the dust cleared, they saw a broken wall, smashing its belly end directly into the arc-shaped steel end of the hall.

Malus looked at the thing that was smashed in, then turned her head to Victor's direction, he smiled and raised his hand to gesture to the thing, "Please allow me to introduce my friend, Vito Constantine. , He will judge with undisputed justice, the sinners will be judged, and the rest will be born again."

As he spoke, Victor stretched his arms high, just like the legendary apostles of the gods. He smiled and glanced at Marathi in the distance, and then spoke slowly, as if Praise God's revelation.

"That axiom is called death."

As soon as Victor's voice fell, the steel end instantly slid open to both sides, and a sparkling spark lit up in the dark space.