Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 132 Fully Automatic Confession Device

From being a scavenger in the lower nest, he suddenly became the last heir to inherit the family bloodline. It must be said...the feeling really made Alvin secretly happy.

Well... as long as it's not a knight family!
Alvin wanted to ask more, but was told by Aruman that he was not qualified to convey the message. Some details about the Valshus family could only be told to him in person after he met the elder of the family.

Alvin had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, and at the same time, he was filled with uneasiness about the family elder whom he had never met.

But fortunately, his mood changed quickly.

Regardless of whether he is a noble or not, he has the 'Navigator' system, and his future achievements will never be lower than any noble!
"By the way, Master Aruman, how is Tucker? Is he seriously injured?" Alvin calmed down and asked with concern.

Aruman glanced at him and said indifferently: "Tucker led an elite team to sneak into the upper nest, preparing to destroy the planetary orbital defense artillery so that the support forces hovering in the space orbit can be quickly airborne and deployed."

The amount of information contained in this passage is indeed enormous.

Alvin, who had just recovered from his injury, suddenly felt his head swelling. After carefully sorting out the thoughts, he asked, "Have the Empire's reinforcements... reached the space orbit?"

"Not reinforcements from the Empire."

Aruman shook his head and said, "It is the Sword of Redemption of 'Valshus', a Conqueror-class cruiser. As for the reinforcements from the Empire... we will probably have to wait for a while."

After analyzing the current situation, Alvin couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Can Valshus alone suppress such a large-scale cult rebellion?"

“Why should we suppress the rebellion of the cult?”

However, Aruman showed sarcasm on his face and said calmly: "In the eyes of your uncle, the value of this planet is not as valuable as a hair of yours. Isn't it enough to just transfer you?"

Hearing this, Alvin opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

In the eyes of the imperial nobles, it is indeed as Aruman said, even the value of an entire planet is not as valuable as a single hair of some people.

Besides...according to Rosel's situation, directly moving the important target is indeed the most convenient and safest way.

"do not think too much about it."

Aruman seemed to see the struggle in Alvin's heart and slowly spoke to comfort him: "As long as there is a possibility, the Empire will never give up its territory. I only said the worst possibility."

As for what is the worst possibility, it is not his turn to decide. It should depend on that person's choice.

"There's one more thing...I need to ask you."

Aruman hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to ask: "Have you... met Inquisitor Winslet?"

At this point, he still holds on to a last glimmer of hope.

What if Inquisitor Winnie is similar to Alvin, but is lost instead of dead?
But soon, when Alvin took out the rose knot from his arms and handed it to him, the last hope in Aruman's heart was shattered. He even shook a little and fell to the ground.

"It's over..."

Aruman's face was full of bitterness, with despair in his eyes: "Inquisitor Winnie is dead, which means... there will be no room for turning back. This planet will be issued an 'extermination order'!"

"It shouldn't be that serious, right?" In fact, Alvin was not very sure, and said with a guilty conscience: "I heard that the review process for the Extermination Order is generally very strict."

"That's compared to ordinary judges." Aruman seemed a little depressed and said, "Do you know... who Winnie Winslet's teacher is?"

"Uh... I don't know."

Alvin shook his head. He and Winnie had not talked about this when they broke into Ironstone Town. "Her teacher is Charles Gransoll, who once gave an order to exterminate thousands of planets in one breath." Aruman said, "Now, do you understand what I mean?"

"..."

Oh my god, thousands of planets were wiped out in one go?

Alvin took a deep breath and called him the most devilish inquisitor. If Satan saw this guy, he would definitely roll down from the throne of hell, right?

"How about... we hide it from him first?" Alvin made a suggestion. Although there was a high probability that he could not deceive an experienced old judge, it could at least delay for a while!
"This is the only thing we can do now..."

Aruman suddenly felt that his peaceful days were broken since he met Alvin.

He is just an ordinary mechanical priest. How come he is inexplicably either a member of the Merchant Dynasty of Valsius or a Demonic Inquisitor?

"I want to go out for a walk, can I?"

Looking at Aruman who seemed to have lost all hope in life, Alvin could no longer sit still and started to ask.

"Okay, but I need to follow you."

Obviously, Aruman was scared, fearing that Alvin would disappear again when he turned around.

Alvin naturally had no objection to this.

After leaving the room, he noticed that the entire gathering place was crowded with people, and countless survivors were crowded in the narrow corridors and aisles.

There was a gloomy look on everyone's face.

The lifeless eyes seemed to have completely lost hope, and the entire corridor was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

Soon, when passing by a room, Alvin saw a group of people who were inspected by the Ministry of Justice and were under strict guard. They were dressed in rags and looked emaciated, like skeletons, which was terrifying.

Those people all wore helmets on their heads, with circuits connected to the helmets. The people wearing the helmets had dull faces, as if they were stupid, with unfocused eyes, staring blankly at somewhere.

"Fully automatic confession device."

Seeing that Alvin's gaze lingered for a long time, Aruman began to explain for him: "It can effectively suppress the psychic's rampage. If you were not wearing that necklace, you would have been caught here by the inspector of the Ministry of Justice and put on that thing."

"As I recall, this thing is only worn by psychics who are prone to rampage and unstable." Looking at the dozens of psychics, Alvin felt a chill down his spine.

Every hive world has a different attitude towards psychics, but the only similarity is... they all hate psychics extremely. But it is really scary that everyone, like the Inspector of the Ministry of Justice, wears a helmet, regardless of whether they are good or bad, stable or not.

"You're right, but that's normal."

Aruman sighed and pointed to the huge crack in the direction of the Upper Nest. He said, "With such a big crack in the physical universe, even the most stable psychic can become a hidden bomb at any time. So the behavior of the Inspector of the Ministry of Justice is completely understandable."

After that, his blood-red electronic eyes fell on Alvin, and he chuckled hoarsely, "If you were not 'Valxius', I would not hesitate to throw you out here."

Alvin understood.

Put yourself in their shoes. No one would want to have a bomb hidden around them that could explode at any time, right?
After looking at it for a long time, Alvin was still a little worried. He pointed at the psychic inside and asked, "This thing... can it completely isolate the influence of the subspace and suppress the psychic's rampage as long as it is worn?"

"Of course, are you questioning the almighty Om Messiah?" When it comes to the professional field, Aruman obviously became much tougher, and said proudly: "I swear by Om Messiah, there will be absolutely no problems!"

(End of this chapter)