Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 212: Walking into a Trap, Love Comes or Not

There was very little content in the letter, barely just three sentences.

But it was like a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds falling into a calm lake, causing huge waves in Alvin's heart.

For a moment, he almost lost control and subconsciously crushed the teacup with force.

With a crisp shattering sound, the scalding hot tea scalded his skin. However, the burning sensation did not shock him even a ten-thousandth as much as the contents of the letter!

"Sons of Vannadan, I think it's the cult you mentioned?"

Elsa was also surprised, and the expression on her face seemed like a frozen animation, not changing for a long time.

"You're right." Alvin lowered his eyelids, his eyes were cold, and his tone suddenly became low: "This is the cult that I asked Nergas to investigate."

The temperature in the parliament hall seemed to drop suddenly, and layers of frost spread.

If you look closely, you can find that there seem to be extremely slight, very difficult to detect flames and lightning in the void, forming cracks through the interweaving of these flames and lightning.

"Master, calm down!"

Elsa realized something was wrong and hurriedly forced Alvin to wake up.

Alvin repeated his deep breaths, clearing away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and exhaled deeply: "I'm sorry for making you worry, Elsa."

"Are you really okay?" Elsa looked at him with great concern.

Ever since stepping onto the Alert Planet, Alvin has remained vigilant and kept his brain working at a high intensity all day long.

Even at night, he still had his brows furrowed and only took a short nap.

The Great Rift has a great impact on humans, especially psykers. Almost every time they close their eyes, they can hear and feel the surging malice from the Warp.

The combined effect of these two factors caused Alvin's mind to be in a state of tension all the time.

Elsa, who was always by Alvin's side, was naturally very worried about his current condition in all aspects.

"Why don't you take a rest?" Elsa took the initiative to massage his temples, trying to relieve Alvin's stress with as gentle movements as possible.

"No, at least not now."

Alvin felt as if a huge rock was weighing down his heart, and the heavy feeling made him even more uneasy.

He had a premonition that he had fallen into a trap, as if there was an invisible hand on the alert star, quietly approaching him little by little.

Could it be that he was arranged by the damn 'Jianqi'?

Otherwise, he really couldn't understand why the cult leader would specially let the pawn buried in the parliament to deliver this invitation letter to him.

It can't be that the cult leader is bored and has to come to my door, right?
This possibility is too low and was directly ruled out by Alvin, so the only possibility is that Tzeentch is setting a trap for him!
So the question is, will he keep the appointment?

If you take the initiative to step into the trap set by Tzeentch, it means that it is very likely that unexpected situations will occur that are completely beyond your expectations.

Alvin fell into deep thought, tapping the tabletop with his index finger out of habit.

Elsa did not disturb him, but continued to do her part, trying to relieve Alvin's stress as much as possible. Although she would rather Alvin give up tomorrow's action, she knew that even if she really tried to persuade him, the result would not change.

"Elsa, ask Venidar to mobilize a regiment of Astra Militarum."

After a moment, Alvin seemed to have made up his mind and regained his spirits: "Then, help me contact the commander of the 47th Antrel Lion Regiment."

He thought it through. Regardless of whether he fell into the trap voluntarily or not, given Jianqi's character, it would be basically difficult for any 'prey' that was targeted to escape.

Even if he escapes this time, who can guarantee that he will not fall into another 'trap' next time?

Damn it!

How did Dogmeat's 'Tzeentch' chase him from Lothair to Vigil? Alvin was puzzled. If Khorne was chasing him relentlessly because he insulted him, it would be understandable. But... why did Tzeentch? !
Alvin was really curious, what was it that made that damn Tzeentch take notice of him? Couldn't he change it?
"Son of Vannadan, huh?"

When a dog is desperate, it will jump over the wall, let alone a human?
Alvin shook off the broken teacup, took the tissue handed to him by Elsa, wiped the water off his hands, and sneered fiercely: "Okay, I want to see what kind of trouble you can cause!"

There is no way to escape anyway, so why not fulfill Jianqi's wish?

Isn't it just a trap? He fell into it, and not only did he fall into it, but he also wanted to muddy the waters thoroughly to see who will be the real winner in the end!
Late at night.

The large crack on the Alert Star emits a strange light.

It was as if there were demons from the warp, with ugly, twisted, mocking faces, looming in the chaotic cracks.

In the Governor's Mansion, Lucy Ennie was still working.

Suddenly, the butler knocked on the door and came in, lowering his voice: "Governor, just now... Alvin, who you asked me to pay attention to, suddenly made a big move."

"explain."

Lucy Ennie did not raise her head, she was still busy, the daily political wrangling with the state religion and Huangquan No. 8 took up most of her energy.

The invading green-skinned orcs and the resurgence of gene stealers have led to many unexpected situations in the Hyperion sector under Agamemnon's rule.

The situation on the Alert Planet is evolving in a direction that no one can predict, and the prophetic psychics in the family are losing control one after another. All these signs make the female governor feel more and more uneasy.

The butler hurriedly told the news.

Just recently, Alvin urgently mobilized the 47th Antrel Lion Regiment and a star army under Vinidal's command. The specific purpose is still unclear.

"What are his orders?" Luciennie's face remained unchanged, but she put down her writing quill and listened carefully.

"The 47th Antrel Lion Regiment has been ordered to hover over the Middle Nest and not to move out without orders." The butler took a breath and continued, "As for the 35th Regiment of Venidar, it has been ordered to head to Helian Street."

"What on earth is he going to do?"

Even Lucy found it difficult to figure out the tactics of this heir to a merchant dynasty.

Suddenly mobilizing two regiments, this can't be a joke, right?
Moreover, two regiments were specially stationed in Zhongchao, a less conspicuous location. Could it be that... something big will happen tomorrow?
While Lucy was thinking, the phone next to her suddenly rang. She answered it and asked, "What's the matter?"

However, the content of the phone call made the female governor's face suddenly darken, and her pupils revealed a terrifying anger: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Lady Lucy Enni... just now, we received news that there is no one left in the entire Coleman family... all of them have been sacrificed in an evil ritual."

The man on the phone was trembling with fear, fearing that the governor's anger would be poured out on him, and hurriedly said: "The body should have died a few hours ago."

A few hours ago?!
Lucy's pupils suddenly shrank. Wasn't that the time when Elsa, the secretary beside Alvin, warned her to be careful of Coleman?

"Where is Scott Coleman?" Cold sweat suddenly soaked her back. Lucy Ennie shouted sternly, "I ask you, where is the target person?!"

"Your Excellency Governor, we didn't find the target."

The voice on the phone was trembling: "We checked the entire Coleman family mansion, everyone is dead, only Scott Coleman... is missing!"

"Find it! Find it for me!"

At this moment, Lucienne felt as if she was swallowed by the cold, and flames of anger appeared in her eyes: "No matter what the cost, even if it means turning the nest upside down, I must find Scott Coleman for me!"

boom!
She hung up the phone forcefully.

Soon, the butler saw several changes of emotions on the governor's face, and the atmosphere in the room became terribly low.

"Go, tell Alvin the news."

Lucy took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "By the way, tell me something... Tomorrow, no matter what happens, don't worry, I'm here!"

(End of this chapter)