Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 531 06.0530: "Are there any more experts?"

"At that time, it was the head sister of the Holy Rose Sisters who led our medical sister team to the excavation site of the 'Divine Will'. I found the injection needle marks on the body of the unconscious Vice Admiral Hood."

Sister Arabella's tired eyes were filled with worry: "You know, if Lieutenant General Hood was poisoned long before the explosion, there would be no needle marks when we found him during the search and rescue.

I took a sample from his blood and, after analysis, confirmed that it was a neurotoxin I had never seen before.

This toxin is very special and will cause a very peculiar kind of brain damage, and he may not wake up again, but it will not be to the extent that he is declared dead."

"That is to say... someone did something to avoid being discovered, so that he would not be killed, but would never wake up."

"I think so. This is our top-secret discovery at the moment, because we haven't locked on to the suspect yet. If we don't make a move without being absolutely sure, we may never find a way to wake up Lieutenant General Alexander Hood."

"Hmm... I thought of a possibility." Horatio's eyes rolled around.

Although there was no clear evidence, he recalled a small detail.

The first mission he carried out was the plague ship incident of the 'Void Alert'.

It's hard not to link the neurotoxin to the Death Guard's inexplicable actions around Abyssal Harbor at the time.

Moreover, he also seized the nanoworm from the black oil man on the "Void Alert". The nanoworm was confirmed by Latti to be the initiator of "neural control".

There must be a connection between them.

Since the black oil guy is involved in it in the front.

From the beginning to the end of the Abyss Port Incident, the Mechanicus never showed up, and no relevant clues were found.

Although the apparent culprit has been eliminated, is it really true that there is no problem at all within the complex Mechanical Order in Abyssport?

But this involves matters within the Mechanicus.

This mysterious and closed organization is very wary of outsiders, and it is extremely difficult to gain insight into it.

Um... Black Mechanicus...

At that time, the excavation site of Lieutenant General Hood was mainly under the charge of the Mechanicus, and it was the technical priests who first detected the vital signs.

Then the Sisters of the Holy Rosary arrived.

If the neurotoxin was to be injected into Vice Admiral Hood, it could only be done by someone who had come into contact with him before the Sisters of the Holy Rose arrived.

The technical priests have many prosthetic limbs and equipment, and it is normal for the bio-sages to carry medical equipment such as syringes.

[No wonder Lati always maintains a sense of mystery and always does things secretly. Is she aware that there are enemies hiding around her?]
What made them so anxious was obviously that Lieutenant General Alexander Hood, who was in charge of the military intelligence command, had discovered some extremely fatal information to them.

Horatio knew very well that after the Abyss Port incident, if he wanted to resolve this matter, he could either wait for these guys hiding in the dark to show their tracks again, or find a way to wake up Vice Admiral Hood and use the life-threatening countdown to force them to show up.

These guys couldn't possibly say that they just wanted to silence Lieutenant General Hood forever; this was a step in the plan, not the goal.

Horatio judged that these enemies in the dark were also recovering now. They had just suffered a heavy blow in the Abyssal Port Incident, and were beaten to death by three companies of the Space Marines' First Regiment, as well as himself and the Inquisitor. It was impossible for them to have the spare energy to start a rebellion so soon. In other words, there was still relatively sufficient time to improve himself, to enhance his authority and strength, so that when they showed their true colors next time and wanted to threaten the fleet, he could strike them hard and completely crush these scum.

Well, this is getting more interesting...

"Thank you, Sister Arabella. It seems that we will have a lot of things to do after we return to Abyssal Harbor. We must settle these accounts with the Emperor's enemies one by one. Otherwise, it will be like a thorn in the side for the Gothic Fleet. We don't know when the threat will come back again."

"As you wish, Captain, you are a certified saint of the Sisters. As long as you give the order, the Armed Sisters of the Holy Rose will go through fire and water to enforce justice for you."

"Thank you so much. However, Sister Arabella, you look...very tired. It seems that you haven't had a good rest since I participated in the expedition to Far Star."

"A heavy responsibility, Captain."

She smiled bitterly on her slightly pale face, which formed a sharp contrast with the dark circles under her eyelids. "In the year after you set sail, I went to three war zones and saw many desperate scenes. The cries of Officer Diana during her nightmares would also stir up those unpleasant memories in my heart that made me tremble."

"Are you still smoking?" Seeing that Sister Arabella's mood was getting lower and lower as she spoke, Horatio said in a joking tone to cheer her up, and then opened a pack of "Huabiao Cigarettes" that the Aurora Chamber of Commerce placed on the cabinet and took it in his hand.

"Come and have a drink. Take a deep breath and let your mind relax. We finally have time to have a good chat."

I said I would take you out to relax after the battle at the Cathedral of the Goddess, but we were too busy and we haven't fulfilled our promise until today. Fortunately, we finally have some time to rest." He raised the corner of his mouth, raised his index finger and tapped the cigarette box, shook out a cigarette from it, and handed it to the nun.

"Thank you. Actually, I haven't touched a cigarette for two years. Or to be more precise, I smoke every day, but the cigarette I smoke is gunpowder."

Horatio picked up the flint lighter and lit it for the nun.

She took a deep puff, and most of the cigarette was burned up. Then she didn't even bother to fill her lungs, but just took a deep breath and exhaled at a steady speed.

The stimulating substances in it finally made her frown relax a little.

Horatio also knocked one out, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Leaning against the exquisitely carved wooden railing of the circular balcony outside the Phoenix Building, looking at the setting sun that almost falls into the lake, leaving only the afterglow, I take a deep breath in trance, and then exhale the smoke.

"Every one of us has tried our best, hoping that the future will be better." His brows did not relax as he breathed, but became more solemn: "But the dangers of the future are getting closer and closer."

The more he thought about how little time was left until Abaddon's Thirteenth Black Crusade, the more he felt suffocated by the enormous pressure.

"Stay firm in your faith, Captain."

The nun slowly stood up and walked to Horatio's side, with golden light shining in the palms of her silver armor.

It was the surging power of faith, and Horatio felt exceptionally peaceful in his heart.

[Live in the present! Prepare for the future!] he thought.

"Maybe it's a little cold outside. It's really lonely up there. Let's go inside." He let out a sigh of relief and smiled as he pulled Arabella into the house.

"Do you know what to eat in Aurora on a cold day?"

(End of this chapter)