Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 137 Assassination and Slander

"Everyone, take a break. According to the lord, the cultists here have already set their sights on the dynasty. We haven't concealed our identities, so they can't just sit there and do nothing."

Damon suggested.

"That's all I can do. I'll try again tomorrow to see if I can get more information from the Inquisition."

Even at night, the Upper Nest Area was bustling with activity, with nobles and dignitaries enjoying themselves to their heart's content.

No one noticed that the governor's private guards were gathering and moving towards the guesthouse where Damon and others were.

The PDFs on duty also began to cancel their vacations.

At this time in the guesthouse, Damon and others returned to their rooms. A dozen rangers and 20 night guards were on guard duty in the guesthouse.

But no one noticed that there was a secret room in the building, and a tile on the floor of the room was being slowly moved away.

There was a hole under this tile that was too big for a normal human to pass through.

And a person curled up in a ball actually crawled out from inside.

And that man was Coles.

His body seemed to have no bones, and behind him was a group of mutants like him.

With the help of secret forces, this group of scum from the lower nest actually sneaked into the upper nest of the hive city through the secret passage.

They are all the same as Cowles.

Their lithe bodies didn't make even the slightest sound as they moved; these guys were like natural-born assassins.

When everyone came out, Coles began to plan the action plan.

"Boss Coles, which one should we kill first?"

"Ignore the patrolling soldiers for now. The mission is most important. Kill the Rogue Trader's guards first. I need to take the Bishop and the Inquisitor alive."

"Hey, don't worry, boss! I brought some good stuff this time. I got it from a wizard! I heard that even the angels of the Emperor can't withstand this anesthetic!"

"Then make sure you control the dosage accurately, or you'll kill yourself!"

"Don't worry, Boss! I've tested the dosage on Ogryn, and I know these big guys can't hold out for even a second!"

Then they began to pull out various weapons. The sharp blades were even coated with poison, and the serrated blades were obviously intended to bring double pain to the target. Although there were no heavy weapons, they even had some brand new laser pistols and military grenades in their hands. These things should not be available to the bottom nesters.

They all chanted the names of unknown beings, and these names all pointed to the Lord of Joy.

And this time the reward is enough for them to enjoy it unscrupulously for a long time.

As one man touched the vent, he began to inject a highly effective anesthetic into it.

The atomized anesthetics also began to spread throughout the building through the ventilation ducts.

"It's boss! We only need to wait a minute. Even if you slowly cut their flesh, they won't wake up!

What a pity, I won’t be able to see their painful expressions then… An Inquisitor… Sigh… These guys have a very high tolerance, it would be great if I could bring them back…”

"Don't think about it, this is the mission objective!"

Coles was waiting excitedly. The long period of killing and worship of evil gods had made these people no longer just completing their tasks, they were enjoying the process.

Their faith in the Lord of Pleasure makes them particularly addicted to abusing their targets, and even themselves.

As the countdown was about to end, Coles and his men began to take out injections from their pockets and inject them into their necks.

While these potions cause extreme pain, they can also enhance a person's combat capabilities, allowing them to gain strength that their fragile bodies should not possess.

Seeing that it was almost time, Coles and his men climbed into the ventilation duct.

They already had a topographic map of the entire house in advance, and this guesthouse was specially provided to Damon and others.

Since arriving in Malfi, the whereabouts of Damon and others have been completely under the control of the other party.

Coles ordered his men to split up and he went directly towards Damon. This was the only target that could be killed. Even if the other party was drugged, he planned to enjoy the pleasure of killing.

While his men went to capture Holt and Ian alive, Coles immediately dismantled the ventilation duct, believing Damon had already been drugged.

But before he could even move, a fist smashed through the solid wall and pulled him out.

“It hurts…it really hurts…”

Coles' eyes suddenly turned red. The man in front of him showed no signs of being knocked out. He looked like nothing had happened.

Cowles's anesthetics were indeed top-notch, and he wasn't exaggerating. The special technology and warp sorcery contained in them could indeed bring down a Space Marine.

But Damon's body had already undergone terrifying strengthening.

The killing in the past few years has made Damon's strength reach a terrifying level.

He felt it the moment the anesthetic gas entered the room.

"How is it possible that you're not unconscious? What's going on with your body?"

"Who are you? Warp corrupted? Are you a Chaos cultist?"

Coles's next action surprised Damon. He grinned and pulled out a long knife, directly cutting off the arm that Damon was holding.

Then he immediately attacked Damon. The pain of the broken limb seemed to further enhance Coles' abilities, but it also depended on who his opponent was.

"A follower of Slaanesh? Enjoying pain and torture? It's very similar to the characteristics Lord Gao Yi described."

Damon didn't expect that he didn't find any clues during the day, but now the clues came to his door.

Coles was already very fast, but he still seemed powerless against the armorless Damon.

Damon wanted to capture Cowles alive but did not kill him.

Coles also began to panic. The opponent was too strong... There was no way he could beat him. He immediately changed his strategy.

"Give up your resistance! I admit you're strong! But my men have already captured the bishop and the inquisitor. If you resist again, I'll have my men kill them!"

But Coles still couldn't see any surprise on Damon's face.

"Capture Ian and Holt? Judging from your fighting ability, you're overthinking it. You don't think your anesthetic will work on them, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

Suddenly, sounds of fighting were heard from other rooms.

"Dregs of Chaos, I, Holt, will purify you on behalf of the God-Emperor!"

The sound of the power hammer smashing the wall spread throughout the entire building. Not only that, the powerful psychic energy fluctuations made Coles tremble uncontrollably.

"Assaulting an Inquisitor? How dare you?"

Ian waved his psychic staff, and the destructive psychic spell destroyed the attacker's body and soul.

After Ian and Holt were also strengthened by Gao Yi's divine machinery, their physical strength was definitely far beyond that of Ogrin.

Although they were not as light-hearted as Damon, they reacted immediately the moment their bodies felt unwell.

Listening to the screams of his men, Coles never expected that the target of this mission was a little too powerful.

Did he want him to die on purpose?

"If you tell me who ordered you to do this, maybe you can have a chance to live!"

Damon pressed forward step by step, and when Coles seemed to have no way out, a huge explosion suddenly came out from the ground.

The huge shock wave knocked everyone over.

The governor's private soldiers, who had been prepared long ago, immediately surrounded them.

"The Governor has issued an order! The Mongot Dynasty colluded with heretics to assassinate the Governor. They killed the Cardinal of Malfi, the Inquisitor of the Tribunal, and even the Admiral of Wandering Port, secretly occupying it! Now, by order of the Governor, purge everyone within this building!"

(End of this chapter)