Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 301 Silent Sister?

The body odor was incomprehensible, but compared to the wind wafting from Nurgle's foul curse, the discomfort brought by the Sisters of Silence was not nearly as crazy.

The Sister of Silence looked at the ashes of the battlefield in the distance and the seas churning with toxins.

Her thoughts raced, and she had heard so much about Taylor, and she began to express those emotions using her sign language.

It was probably a greeting, a short, quick, ritualistic gesture, but Taylor still looked up the dictionary.

"Slow down, slow down, my good colleague, we have to figure it out..."

"This is you, this is good, this seems to be my name."

"Say hello?" Taylor asked.

The lady nodded slightly, her black hair swaying, looking beautiful and capable, but the uneasy and uncomfortable feeling around her offset all that beauty.

The golden armor didn't make her smell any less. At least most of the soldiers, except Taylor who was looking at a dictionary, basically stayed away from her.

Taylor didn't seem to be that sensitive to that feeling. Perhaps the souls of the ancient Terrans were as dull as they were before they set foot on the stars.

According to legend, the most powerful wizard in human history created the Emperor, but the price was that in the first two thousand years of human civilization, humans almost lost their psychic talents.

Although this statement is only a fragmented part of the countless stories of the Emperor's birth, no one can be sure of its authenticity.

But the souls of ancient humans do have almost no psychic talents. In other words, Taylor is almost certainly not a psychic.

In fact, his psychic perception ability is worse than that of ordinary Imperials, but his sixth sense makes up for it.

Now, in the face of the most powerful Untouchable in the entire galaxy, being able to remain calm for a long time is also a terrifying talent.

The nun was also surprised at this moment. After all, apart from the Primarch, the Guards, or her other sisters, this was the first time someone could wait by her side for so long.

But Taylor was completely unaware of this and just pointed at the dictionary and gestured to the lady.

"Surprised? Surprised?"

"About what? This vocabulary is too complicated, ma'am, we need to slow down..."

At this moment, the most powerful warriors in the entire empire and almost the most powerful nuns he was teasing were dancing for joy. This was a skill that even the Chaos Demons did not have!
After a period of confusing conversation, the nun was so anxious that she had to utter a few syllables for the first time.

Fortunately, her willpower was indeed strong, and her oath could not be tarnished. At that critical moment, she still gritted her teeth and got through it until Taylor translated her wishes.

"I'm great? Very?"

"lasting?"

"No, we just met, how come?"

Taylor was obviously scratching his head and had missed a few syllables. The gestures, which were as complex as the taste, corresponded to High Gothic, which really burned Taylor's brain.

For the first time, he regretted not listening to more of the free classes offered by the church, and it was also the first time he felt that the PDF (Planetary Guard) military academy was so real.

After scratching his head at the last part, he realized that the woman was talking about her patience with the untouchables.

He thought his scandal was so well-known that it was even famous on Terra!
Is this a good thing?
He ended up asking the woman a few tactical questions, mostly to get used to a few of his own idioms.

He paid special attention to how to deal with words like retreat and ammunition. At least Taylor liked those words very much.

The nun couldn't help laughing when she saw this, and a smile appeared on her cheek. Of course, this was still hidden under the golden mask, and no sound was made.

But she didn't expect that the legendary imperial hero would be so childish.

And Taylor was also the first male who had been so close to him for so long, except for his sisters and the wooden guards.

However, all nuns have vowed chastity, so she naturally would not have any weird thoughts in her mind. During the countless days and nights she served the Emperor, loneliness and solitude were just the norm for a silent nun.

When the meeting was over, Taylor left his seat with satisfaction. From sunrise to sunset, he never thought that one day he would voluntarily work overtime.
After all, on the eve of war, having one more nun as a helper means more safety. As one of his few trump cards, Taylor must grasp it both publicly and privately.

Now, looking at the paper full of records and the scribbles that only he could see, Taylor began to think for the first time.

That's what I was writing just now...

Fortunately, his power armor had a playback function, and even though the images were blurry and the sound was like being kissed by Khorne's cherry mouth, Taylor reviewed the content several times based on those damn clips.

When he walked into his room, the Skadi boys came running over, talking in a noisy manner.

"Boss! Are you not pickled enough?" said the girl Lightlin worriedly.

Roland said, "Boss, that's Sister Silence, and you can actually chat with her!"

He said excitedly.

Ms. Katie said hurriedly. "Boss, no, sir!"

"Please let me see your manuscript. I also want to learn the nun's language!"

She seemed hurried and pious, as Katie always was, a typical and good Imperial citizen.

Meticulous and conscientious, except for those few minutes of galloping on the Ferrumstein.

To her, faith is as important as liquid.

But now Taylor just covered his ears and said, "Enough!"

"You guys calm down here for a while, I'm going to go out for a walk first."

He left here angrily, looking at the gray sky and the plains in the distance. The plague spread to all parts of the world, and the entire ground was like a giant breathing creature.

Is the planet Parmenio saved?

Taylor had no idea.

Extermination order, whirlwind torpedo, these two words flashed through Taylor's mind almost instantly.

Weapons that can completely incinerate the atmosphere are definitely the best answer to Chaos pollution...

Thinking of this, he almost immediately thought that this once vibrant world would also become a "natural" sacrifice.

At this moment, a voice came, just right.

"You understand me."

Taylor replied. "Mathieu, I was wrong about you."

"But we were united from the beginning. We all hoped that the girl would fulfill her responsibilities."

Mathieu smiled wryly. "But you did it. I failed. I failed in my duty as Emperor."

"Maybe you are more suitable for this position than me..."

Taylor replied, "It doesn't matter if it fails or not. It's an inevitable sacrifice anyway."

"I don't like that word. It's disgusting."

Mathieu replied. "I don't like it either, but I can't say no to it."

His dark pupils reflected the endless brown soil. In that empty space, it was as if he had seen the world burning brightly.

He raised his arms as if embracing the flames.

Until he put it down, and then said earnestly, "The Emperor has chosen you."

"It's so enviable."

Taylor replied with a wry smile. "I'd rather you go instead of me."

"This is no easy task..."

"I don't want to open a stinky can..."

(End of this chapter)