Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 559: Victory is achieved, but your majesty’s kindness is not over yet!

The threat from the Emperor's Angel was so terrifying that Drew instantly felt the threat of death.

He suddenly felt that he and the high-ranking nobles were a little ridiculous. They actually dared to threaten the Savior, the Sun of the Empire, an existence that even demons feared.

So as to bring about cruel punishment.

“Perhaps, my life will soon end, and the Olvera family will be purged.”

Drew thought in fear.

This is possible, as the Empire's New Sun is so determined that he will not tolerate any compromise.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to get any understanding.

But he no longer had the chance to do anything, his only choice was to obey, or face an even more tragic fate.

"Yes, I am Drew Ovila. I am willing to go with you and accept any punishment from the Savior!"

The candidate for heir to the Olvera family swallowed his saliva, tried to maintain his body posture, and moved his somewhat weak legs to walk inside with the Emperor's Angel.

He was still able to maintain his composure.

Along the way, he saw many nobles who were unable to walk and were dragged away, and the broken corpses on the ground were even more glaring.

Drew looked at the body on the ground and took a deep breath.

He was able to identify it as the noble bloodline of Terra, heir to an ancient Marquisate family, which possessed an honorary tax exemption contract signed by the Emperor himself.

More noble than their Ovila family.

This guy attempted to threaten the Savior with the Empire's border defenses and the lives of hundreds of billions of Imperial citizens, and secretly funded and supported the resistance activities in the Askron sector.

However, everything was just a delusion. Not only was his family destroyed, but his body was also thrown on the ground like garbage.

Snapped--

The imperial angel walked steadily, without any hesitation or change, and stepped on the head of the noble corpse.

The head burst like a watermelon, and mechanical prosthetic eyes, small parts and unknown nutrient solution flowed out.

Drew shuddered and his face was splashed with dirty blood.

But he didn't dare to make any unusual movement, not even to wipe the blood off his face, for fear of attracting more attention.

His Majesty the Savior has already taken control of the fate of the high-ranking nobles. They can only be cautious and pray that they can get a little forgiveness.

Whether it is suppression or punishment, at least they should not be like those families that were uprooted and have no chance of redemption.

This candidate for heir to the Olvera family, like other high-ranking nobles, was truly scared.

Since the founding of the Empire, no one has been as powerful, cruel, and ruthless as the Savior. Even the invasion of Chaos did not kill all the people!
It is said that after receiving the news, a Chaos rebel hid in the realm of the evil god of the Warp - the Garden of Nurgle, but was found and captured in unknown ways.

Then the Nurgle rebel received a comprehensive holy water cleansing and sterilization, the germs on his body were destroyed bit by bit, and he was also fumigated with the fragrance of sacred candle oil.

Afterwards, they were sent to the sacred tower to be exposed to the scorching sun, which was the most horrific punishment that a Nurgle believer could endure.

In the end, the Nurgle rebel died in extreme pain.

There are many such examples.

Anyone with a blood connection to the rebellious family was not spared, a punishment more cruel than the extermination of nine generations of a clan, almost destroying the ancestral graves of the bloodline.

Drew suddenly remembered that the Empire's New Sun had actually done that. The church cemeteries of several ancient rebellious families located in Holy Terra were all destroyed by the Divine Titan.

The ashes of the ancestors buried underground were dug out and scattered on the road for people to trample on.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tremble.

The reason why the imperial nobles are nobles is because of the glory of their bloodline. They attach great importance to the honor of their ancestors and families and take pride in it.

It is also their most important identity certificate.

The fact that their ancestors' ashes were scattered was also a terrible psychological blow to them.

Now the high-ranking nobles' impression of the Savior is one of extreme terror and cruelty.

Any existence that is not loyal to him will be completely destroyed.

Therefore, the high-ranking nobles in the conference hall became extremely honest.

In fear, Drew was taken into a small dark room in the hotel that was converted from a guest room, which the judges called a "luxury suite."

He walked along the corridor, seeing horrific execution scenes along the way. Screams were endless, and the smell of blood was so pungent that even the filter in his nose could not block it.

"I am done!"

Drew became so panicked that he could barely stand up.

He realized that was his next fate, terrible torture that would destroy his body and will.

Until all the information the savior wants is revealed.

The candidate for heir to the Olvera family regretted why he had not shown goodwill to the savior earlier and accepted the sunshine.

But it was too late.

At this moment, he hoped that this corridor would be as long as possible, and it would be best if he never stopped.

But soon the Emperor's Angel stopped and brought the candidate for succession to a room.

That is his exclusive luxury suite.

"Drew Olvera, please enter the room immediately to be investigated and interrogated."

The Emperor Angel stared at him, the electronic voice was cold and ruthless, leaving no room for negotiation.

Drew looked up from his trance.

He did not look at the room, but noticed the high-ranking noble who was being escorted at the next door. The other person was a little fat.

That was the Armageddon sector, the people of House Tartarus, who had served during the First Battle of Armageddon.

The candidate for heir to the Olvera family exchanged a desperate look with the other party, and then they were both pushed into the room. The iron door made of alloy closed with a bang.

Inside the luxurious suite.

"The Emperor..."

As soon as Drew walked in, he saw many torture instruments and bloodstains on the ground that were difficult to cover up.

I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my heart.

Then he saw the fat nobleman he had just met in the opposite room through the glass on the wall.

"This place is connected, and we can see the execution scenes in other rooms. Perhaps they want to create more fear and pressure?"

Drew thought subconsciously.

Before he could react, two torturers came up and injected him with a special torture drug, making it more difficult for him to conceal his thoughts and his body became weak.

This potion is specifically designed to deal with nobles who have undergone mind training.

He realized that he had become meat on the chopping block and was about to receive the horrible punishment of the Inquisition.

He was violently pulled to his seat.

"Drew Olvera, the thirteenth child of the Olvera family patriarch, a good number, and a core member of the Lacas Pan-Star Alliance..."

As the candidate for heir to the Olvera family was in extreme fear, an inquisitor in a black robe and a red armband walked over and sat down opposite the alloy table.

The judge was dressed meticulously, his eyes were like a hawk, but there was a smile on his face.

But that smile was a little cruel.

Drew looked at the red armband and became more and more frightened, because it meant that he was facing the most insane group of Inquisitors in the galaxy.

It was they who presided over and uprooted the rebellious family!
His throat moved as he tried to beg for mercy, but he was too frightened to say anything.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

The judge knocked on the table and pushed over a cup of hot drink that had just been poured. His voice was so gentle:

"Don't be nervous, have a drink first, we have plenty of time."

This attitude frightened Drew even more. It might be a unique form of torture.

He tried to grab the cup of hot drink with trembling hands, gritted his teeth and drank it all in one gulp, as if he was drinking a cup of poison.

“It tastes a bit good…”

This absurd thought occurred to Drew as he swallowed his hot drink.

……

Next room.

The fat noble of the Tartarus family saw the scene opposite:
The high-ranking noble who was of similar age to himself was invited to the interrogation table, and the inquisitor even enthusiastically poured him a cup of hot drink.

The attitude seems good.

"Maybe, just a simple question?"

The fat nobleman seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and relaxed a little.

He quickly showed a flattering smile: "Your Excellency the Inquisitor, I am a loyal person, and I am firmly loyal to the great Savior.

If you have anything to say, just... hey hey hey..."

Before the fat noble could finish his words, he was hit several times by the torturer and then injected with a sensitizing agent that could increase his physical sensitivity by nearly a hundred times.

Let the pain of any punishment be multiplied a hundredfold.

Before the fat noble could react, he was chained to a spiked torture platform, with barbs piercing his flesh and electric batons whipping him continuously.

At the same time, a towel was covered on his face, and a high-strength capsaicin solution prepared by Dark Eldar technology was poured into his mouth and nose.

Instantly, extremely shrill screams filled the entire luxurious suite. This high-ranking noble enjoyed the Xibingku Hotel's special stick massage and facial care services.

And this is just the appetizer, there will be more tricks to implement later.

"Ahem, my Lord Judge, I am willing to confess, sir... I am loyal!!!"

During the intervals between executions, the fat nobleman tried to scream at the top of his lungs, using up all his strength.

He found it hard to understand why his treatment was so different from that of his neighbors, and he regretted even more that he had gone against the great Savior.

So much regret!

He hoped that he could faint sooner, even if it meant dying immediately.

"You still have the energy to shout, which proves that our service is not up to par and we need to improve it!"

The torturer grinned and gave this high-ranking noble two more rounds of special services from the Xibingku Hotel.

"Do not!!!"

The fat nobleman was dying in extreme pain.

But his shrill wails were limited to this suite and did not affect the next room at all.

At this moment, Drew was sitting in the interrogation chair with his back to the next room, and he couldn't see what was happening next door.

But after he drank the hot drink, he gradually noticed that his physical tension was easing and realized that it was the medicine in the drink that was taking effect.

"Please tell me all the secrets you know about the Olvera family, especially those involving disloyalty. If you hide them, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

The judge continued his questioning in a serious tone.

Drew controlled the trembling in his voice and told him some secret deeds and plans of the Olvera family.

And the incidents involving violations of imperial laws were mentioned one by one.

Dare not hide anything.

He knew that this was the most correct choice. It didn't matter whether the Olvera family was suspected of violating imperial laws. The key was whether he had an unreserved loyalty.

And whether the savior will choose to grant a little forgiveness.

The entire questioning lasted for several days, and Drew was also asked whether he was loyal to the Saviors, his views on the New Deal, and so on.

He gave firm answers to all these questions:

Loyalty, only loyalty!

During this period, Drew also copied the Savior's loyal quotations hundreds of times and recited them devoutly.

The answers are fluent.

Afterwards, Drew was subjected to mental torture by the psychic to determine whether he was hiding anything. The mental torture caused him great mental pain.

Fortunately, he persisted and passed it successfully.

After an unknown amount of time, the interrogation was finally coming to an end.

The Inquisitor closed the data pad he was using to record:

"My questioning is over. The Ers Tribunal will impose corresponding punishment on the Olvera family based on the evidence you provided."

He stared at the interrogation target in front of him and smiled:
"Mr. Drew, please return to the hotel now and wait for the arrival of the Savior. Remember to be grateful..."

Drew was sent out of the interrogation room in a trance.

When he walked out of the bloody corridor and bathed in the dazzling luxurious fluorescent lights, he suddenly felt like he was reborn.

The candidate for heir to the House of Olvera recalled the horrific torture scenes he had witnessed before and the people who were executed during the torture.

He realized that he had made the right choice before and was very glad.

If I hadn't delivered the gift and sworn allegiance to the savior before entering the hotel, this interrogation would not have been so simple.

Although the Olvera family will still be punished, at least the family bloodline will be preserved.

I... survived!
Inside the conference hall.

Many high-ranking nobles were in confusion and fear, awaiting the trial after the interrogation.

Afterwards, a cold voice came from the sound generator in the venue.

The judge announced that those who remained in the meeting hall were initially judged to be loyal.

His Majesty the Great Primarch of Hope, the Savior, the Sun of the Empire, will arrive at the venue in two Terra hours to discuss with you the subsequent development of the Empire and the distribution of Webway interests.

This is equivalent to giving a delicious carrot after a big beating.

"Praise be to the Savior!"

The high-ranking nobles felt a surge of joy at having survived the calamity, and couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude.

They knew that the Savior had given them a little forgiveness and was willing to let them participate in the operation of the Webway routes and the distribution of benefits.

There is hope for the bleak future of the family bloodline!

Drew subconsciously pressed the savior's words on his left chest pocket and murmured, "His Majesty the Savior has mercifully granted us salvation..."

He was very grateful to that existence in his heart.

"Your Majesty the Savior, the great imperial sun in my heart!"

The fat nobleman who had been brutally interrogated and was in extreme panic, as if he had PTSD, fell to his knees with snot and tears running down his face:

"Your kindness... our Tartarus family will never be able to repay you!"

Not only him, but many high-ranking nobles were the same.
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Inside the dark gold luxury floating car.

"That guy Deville is so cruel. The high-ranking nobles of the empire must think that I, the savior, am a devil..."

Ron exclaimed.

But this was the result he hoped for.

The Savior's mercy is given to the loyal subjects of the Empire, not to the rebellious and profit-seeking high-ranking nobles.

Not long ago, Ron had issued an order for Deville to be more restrained.

This is also a necessary constraint.

The power of his own deterrence has reached its limit, and the political alliance has been disintegrated. If he goes too far, it will cause the high-ranking nobles to be desperate and fight to the death.

What's more, clearing out too many high-ranking aristocratic forces at once would cause many territories of the empire to become empty.

It is easy for Chaos Aliens to take advantage of the situation.

Those nobles were not completely useless. At least they had received elite education, and many of them were the backbone of the imperial army and part of the imperial power.

The best way is to control them first, accept a group of loyal beings, and then kill a group of unforgivable beings.

In short, it is the power needed for unity. The ministers do more, while the enemies do less.

Today, the dictatorial deterrence of this savior is unprecedentedly strong and powerful, and he can more smoothly promote subsequent new policy reforms and online business operations.

No one within the empire dared to oppose him anymore.

Such power was something that even the emperor at that time could not achieve. At that time, the emperor had to discuss with the Mechanicus and win over and unite many families.

Not to mention those disobedient primarchs.

And now, as the savior, he orders everyone to go east, and no one dares to go west. He is the real emperor of the empire.

"Now, it's time for me to reap the fruits of victory."

Ron thought happily.

Deville's vicious dog completely intimidated all forces in the empire, and the West Ice House Hotel taught those representatives of forces and high-ranking nobles a good lesson.

I can go and "discuss" some things with them.

After today, many noble families will be punished to varying degrees and offer huge amounts of wealth.

Moreover, the inheritance mechanism of the imperial family power will also change from a single heir to joint inheritance by the eldest son, the second son, and the third son.

That is the Enfeoffment Order.

The Enfeoffment Order can, to a large extent, prevent the excessive concentration of power and the formation of monopolistic large family power, and prevent the imperial class from becoming completely solidified.

They can also achieve the goal of centralization.

As for further reform of the political system, it is unnecessary.

After all, he was the autocratic emperor of the empire. If he established a democratic system, a parliamentary system or other mechanisms to disperse power, he would be weakening the power of the empire.

He now needed to centralize power to deal with dangers from the galaxy, rather than being restrained like the previous emperor.

Ron frowned as he thought of something.

After this matter is over, I will have to go to the territory of the Dark Angels.

The Nebulous Star Region, especially the Dark Angels territory around the Eye of Terror, is the first area planned to be restored and rebuilt by the Empire, and stability must be maintained.

However, according to the latest intelligence, there was an attack by an unknown Chaos Legion, and the think tank predicted that the terrifying power of Chaos was about to come.

Seems to be an immortal being...

It didn't take long.

The dark gold luxury car stopped at the exclusive passage of Xibingku Hotel.

Ron, the savior and emperor of the empire, got out of the car and slowly walked into the conference hall under the protection of the ceremonial team, the imperial guards, and the Thunder Guards.

(End of this chapter)