Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 27 Transformation and Small Misunderstandings

The voice of the imperial army stopped the work in the hands of everyone who had started to finish the work, and the chief pharmacist who was about to leave turned around.

Every step in the previous transformation process, even including the position deliberately reserved for the envoys of the imperial army to perform the supervisory function on the operating table, has been continuously optimized after thousands of years of actual operation, and finally became a fixed formula.

Since the envoy of the Forbidden Army in front of him opened his mouth to interrupt the established process, he must have his reasons.

But in any case, when accidents happen, the probability of misfortune is usually much more than luck.

After carefully looking at the envoy representing the royal court of Terra in front of him, he turned his head and said to the pharmacist next to him, "Open the temporary stasis field."

Then he turned his head and said to the envoy of the Imperial Army:
"We await your orders, but please hurry."

The emissary of the Imperial Army reached into his arms again, and took out a box that was smaller than before.He said to the chief pharmacist:

"This is the original sample of a top-secret technological project from Mars concerning the transformation of the Astartes, and we have only this one. Lord Trajan ordered me to bring it here. He said that this child may need it. "

"Sample? About the Astartes? Transformation?" When the chief pharmacist fully confirmed and understood the meaning of these words, he angrily confirmed to the emissary of the Custodian Army:

"Whose authorization is this project based on? Why don't we know? Is this technology mature now? Or are you going to test the effect of your so-called sample on our brothers?"

As he spoke, he ignored the body of the Imperial Guard who was obviously taller than him in anger.

He stared closely at the face of the envoy of the imperial army, walked towards him step by step, and questioned him word by word, almost roaring:

"Who gave you the courage to let us, the emperor's children! Act as, in your mouth, the users of the samples? Are we, your test subjects?"

In the end, he was only half a step away from the envoy of the Forbidden Army, almost face to face, eyes staring at eyes, and then lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "You'd better explain to us, otherwise..."

After the pharmacist spit out the last words in the medical room, it became so quiet that even the breathing seemed to be frozen.

The envoy of the Forbidden Army looked at the veteran in front of him. He knew the reason for the opponent's anger very well, and he also knew his mission.

For the former, he doesn’t care, no one in this world can make the Imperial Army care about it except the Emperor himself; but for the latter, the Imperial Army who cannot complete their mission will take off their armor and put on the one that represents retirement without any instructions from others. black robe.

And he has no similar wishes for the time being.

Every Custodian is a pragmatist, and will destroy every enemy who tries to offend their majesty.

But if the price of completing the task is dignity, then they never mind throwing dignity into the muddy water as a stepping stone to complete the task.

He took a step back and opened his hands to show the Chief Apothecary and all the Gray Knights present that he meant no harm.He opened his mouth and said:
"This project, authorized by the Regent of the Empire, Primarch Robert Guilliman, started after the end of the Great Rebellion, just a little later than your army was built. You don't need to question whether its legality is justified."

He paused, giving the gray knights a little time to digest the information, and then said: "As for why it is a sample, because the cultivation process of this newborn organ has not been fixed, and the yield rate is extremely low, and you..."

He glanced at the Gray Knights present for a week, then raised his finger to Calvin on the bed and said, "Under normal circumstances, this organ is not used, except for him..."

The attitude of the Custodian envoy calmed down the chief pharmacist's anger.

He knew how proud the group represented by the guard in front of him was, and if he could let the other party put down his dignity and deliberately explain his intentions, it could only show that the other party valued the completion of his own mission more than the gray knight's face.

He already felt enough sincerity, but he still couldn't help asking when he heard the last sentence: "Him? Why?"

Following the chief pharmacist's words, everyone's attention was once again focused on Calvin.

The envoy of the Forbidden Army coughed lightly, pulled everyone's attention back, and then said: "Before he came here, he caused a little trouble on a certain device in the palace emmm... So we once conducted an investigation on him. A check."

He looked at everyone present, took out a scan image of a resonant perspective instrument from his arms, and pointed to a certain place on Calvin's head.continued:
"We found this in his brain" Following his fingers, everyone saw that strange abnormal organization at the core of Calvin's brain:

A thumb-sized leaf-shaped gland quietly grows on the left side of the brainstem core, with the tip of the leaf upward and the petiole downward.

"So?" One of the pharmacists couldn't help asking.

"So? No, not because of it, but because of it." The emissary of the Imperial Army looked at the crowd full of doubts, and said in a strange tone:

"Didn't you notice its asymmetry? It's like waiting for its other half? Coincidentally, in the research and development project of Mars, based on some archeology of original data, we just got its other half. And this The only finished product of the other half is here with me."

Following the words of the Forbidden Army envoy, the audience fell into an awkward silence.

The pharmacists looked at each other, as if they were deciding who would pick up the offended dignity of the envoy of the imperial army from the ground and send it back. Well, it would be better if they could wipe it again.

In an environment where the entire medical room is filled with high concentrations of the gas called "embarrassment", the chief pharmacist shows his superiority as a veteran, in all senses (if shame is counted).

He was the first to recover from the entanglement, blinked vigorously at everyone, and then cleared his throat:

"Ah, my lord, I mean, the great warrior of the noble Throne Court, representing the will of the great Emperor, from Holy Terra..."

Speaking of which, this veteran pharmacist is already unsustainable. In a short period of time, he has squandered all the "vocabulary quota" about flattery in his hundreds of years of service, and there is really not a single drop.

Fortunately, the emissary of the imperial army was unwilling to embarrass the veteran. He interrupted the long and difficult chant, and said to the chief pharmacist:
"In view of the above situation, Marshal Trajan ordered me to send this precious gland to Pian 6, which is the mission of my trip."

After speaking, he pointed to Calvin lying in the stasis field and said:

"So, you'd better start implanting as soon as possible, the blood has already started to activate, he can't wait too long."

　Change first, welcome to catch bugs.

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(End of this chapter)