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Steel Judgment, bridge.

Judge Alonso looked down at Dedejan, his face darkening. "No!"

Dejan knew he was not trusted and was not surprised at all. Meeting Alonso's gaze, he slowly said, "Sir, are you questioning my loyalty?"

"They've trapped me on the Steel Judgment, their disguises impenetrable; only a difficult mission can test my unwavering loyalty."

Alonso stared at him for a full half minute before finally giving in.

"I'll trust you this once, just this once. Sister Martha will go with you."

Deyan bowed and said, "Of course, that would be best."

"It's suspected that the Fisher family's knight mechs attacked the Imperial world, but the Fisher family has produced complete records of all their knight mechs being stationed on the mainland and serving abroad at the same time." Alonso tossed over the access chip. "Go investigate if the Fisher family is up to something."

Dejan took the chip and, out of caution, asked, "If an emergency occurs, will I be needed to suppress the rebellion?"

Alonso scoffed, "What, do you think you can quell the knightly family rebellion all by yourself?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the bridge.

The Imperial Knights are a hereditary armored noble family that even the Terra Highlord Council has to give some respect to. They are the kind of families that can make the Commander of the Astral Army bow down in respect.

Each knightly family possesses a fully autonomous hereditary territory.

The empire's laws, taxes, and conscription regulations were practically worthless in their territory.

These local tyrants possess knightly mechs that are sacred artifacts passed down for tens of thousands of years.

It is rumored to have been modified from a logging machine from the Golden Age.

Whether it was true or not, Deyang didn't know, but he knew that the Knight Mech was incredibly powerful.

It is a force that even an empire needs to rely on.

The Fisher family, the subject of this investigation, possesses approximately 180 main mechs, making them a force to be reckoned with.

Dejan certainly didn't intend to resolve the rebellion on his own; rather, he wanted to know the scope of his authority as a representative of the judges.

Alonso: "We will report any situation and act accordingly if danger arises."

Hearing him say that, Deyang understood.

If you act according to circumstances, then there are no limits.

As long as the task is completed, any method is acceptable.

What else is there to say? Let's go to Cataflax.

Dejan, who was promoted to squire of the judge, received his official appointment and then led a team to Catafrax.

A month later.

The Tribunal transport ship landed at the Catafrax Royal City Starport.

The local High King Fisher family hosted a banquet at the castle to welcome Dejan and his party.

As Dejan walked down the corridor to the banquet hall, he noticed the Fisher family crest hanging on the wall.

A hand tightly gripping lightning.

The columns are carved with portraits of heroes from the Fisher family throughout history, most of them placed in the cockpit of a huge knight mech, with a vast starry sky or a burning battlefield as the background.

An aura of bravery and fierceness emanates from them.

I gave Deyang a heads-up.

This cannot be taken lightly.

If the Fisher family doesn't rebel, that's fine. But if they do rebel, and he finds out about it, they will definitely strike first and block the news.

Even if he reported the news to Alonso...

It will take a month for the court to send someone over.

By then, the daylily will be too cold.

It was precisely because of the danger that Alonso so readily agreed to let him come.

Deyang clarified his thoughts and quickly formulated a countermeasure.

Don't make a fuss.

Don't fire a shot, just work quietly.

Dejan Davent

【Humanity】

Age: 24

【HP: 2413】

[Body Constitution: D]

[Psionic Power: 5]

[Charm Rating: S]

Status: Infected

Hextech Crystal: 3620

[Hextech Enhancement: Upgrades to Zhonya's Hourglass and Tank Engine]

[Equipment: Legendary Heartsteel 247+, Mythical Horlock's Bracers]

As the number of Heart Steel layers increases, health points stack up faster and faster.

Dejan felt more confident and walked into the banquet hall with Marta and Grove, chest out and head held high.

The crystal chandelier refracts the light of tiny diamonds, making everything look sparkly.

"Welcome, envoy, to Cataflax. I am Arthur Fisher. It is a great pity that Inquisitor Alonso could not be here in person." The old man, whose long iron-gray hair was neatly tied back and revealed his high forehead, spoke first, his demeanor showing the demeanor of a host.

However, the others around him were very resistant to Dejan's arrival, each of them looking like a wronged and resentful person.

Deyang took all of this in stride, remaining neither humble nor arrogant, and gave a polite and reserved smile.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. I am Dejan Davent, and I am merely here on behalf of Lord Alonso to go through the formalities. The Empire trusts the loyalty of the Fisher family."

There must be a misunderstanding involved.

These words immediately eased the tension at the banquet.

"It's a misunderstanding, hard to say."

An untimely snort rang out from the crowd.

Deyan looked in the direction of the sound and saw an officer in military uniform with his hands hidden in black monitor lizard skin gloves and a sword and shield emblem embroidered on his chest. He looked to be in his fifties.

"Who is this?"

"Aldrich Hoffman," the man introduced himself.

Deyang had done his homework on the way here and knew about this person.

Katafracs has two major knightly families.

The supreme royal family, the Fisher family, and the slightly weaker Hoffman family.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain.

The two major local powers are rivals.

The relationship is very bad.

Dejan's expression remained unchanged as he followed up with a question: "What does Mr. Hoffmann mean? I don't quite understand."

Aldrich Hoffman held his head high with arrogance, making no attempt to hide his disdain for Dejan, the judge's attendant, and his hostility toward the Fisher family.

"If you can't even understand what I'm saying, then I suggest you go back home, or you'll be eaten alive."

That's a very straightforward statement.

Saying such things in front of Arthur Fisher, aren't you slapping the High King in the face?

Have the two families already reached the point of tearing each other apart?

That would be an excellent breakthrough point.

Dejan, always eager for a good show, looked at Arthur Fisher with great interest.

Can you tolerate this?

Arthur Fisher was furious and shouted, "Arrogance!"

"To be so disrespectful to the special envoy of the court is utterly lawless!"

"I am upright and fearless, not afraid of the courtroom. Only hypocrites cannot stand in the light," Aldrich said bluntly.

The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Arthur slammed his fist on the table in anger, causing the cups and plates to rattle softly.

"Our Fisher family has been loyal to the Empire for generations, guarding the star system for a thousand years!"

Our knight mechs have traversed countless worlds, fighting for the emperor, and the blood they shed is enough to stain this land red!

The attack on the Imperial world must have been a frame-up by some despicable individuals, an attempt to use someone else to do their dirty work!

It's not impossible.

With the empire eliminating the Fisher family, Hoffman will be the biggest beneficiary.

Listening to the two arguing, Deyang chose to remain silent and observe.

The argument ended with Aldrich Hoffman storming off, and Arthur apologized to Dejan before announcing the start of the banquet.

During the meeting, Dejan kept exchanging pleasantries with Arthur Hoffman, trying his best to release goodwill and lull the other party into a false sense of security.

After the dinner, there was a dance party.

Deyang, unable to hold his liquor, made an excuse to leave the banquet hall for some fresh air.

The corridor was brightly lit. He wandered aimlessly along the path where portraits of his ancestors hung, letting the cold air cool his somewhat drowsy thoughts.

He had prepared himself for an ambush by the Fisher family as soon as he arrived in Cataflax, but to his surprise, they were unusually friendly and showed no signs of rebellion.

Is it a bluff, or is there really no rebellion?

Deyang was undecided for a moment.

It's much more satisfying to kill someone than to feign politeness with nobles.

"Your Honor, it seems you are lost."

A beautiful figure emerged from behind a pillar and bowed to Deyang.

"You are..." Deyang glanced at her hastily, his gaze fixed on her, unable to look away. Four words popped into his mind—"Eight-foot Lady"!

The woman was tall and slender with a beautiful face, long blonde hair, and an alluring waist-to-hip ratio. Her voluptuous figure was accentuated by a deep purple sequined bodice, showcasing the mature charm of a beautiful woman.

"Cecilia, Cecilia Fisher, I can act as your guide if you need me."

Being invited for a stroll late at night by an extremely beautiful woman on a strange planet where you don't know anyone and it seems like a rebellion is dangerous.

But the inverse law of heartbreak applies.

A tough exterior with a soft heart, or neither a tough exterior nor a soft heart.

Before he could even utter a word of refusal, Dejan swallowed it back, his elbow unconsciously twisting in his direction.

"Thank you for your trouble, ma'am."