The Astartes Family's Notebook

Neither Tzeentch nor Slaanesh liked Oglin; only the Father and the Skull Lord liked these simpletons.

"Your Majesty, please grant me divine revelation: should this fellow be put to death?"

Kaz prayed fervently, but nothing happened.

Okay, the Emperor says you can live.

It can only be said that Katz still has Jane in the Emperor's heart. Being so close, where does he get the confidence to beat Nigel?

A Beta-level Great Psionicist, an Astartes Space Marine with gold-plated shoulder armor, and an Oglin cultural figure in overalls—three heavyweights—hide in a supply wagon, driven by an agent acolyte under the Inquisitor, and infiltrate a noble's private estate nestled against the mountains, surrounded by water and lush greenery.

Even a villain would laugh out loud at such a sight.

Chapter 91 This is how the Empire does things

Forgiving you is the God-Emperor's prerogative, but traitors have no right to see the God-Emperor.

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The private estate is heavily guarded, and Garland Gordon is equipped with a variety of high-tech facilities.

So how will Kaz and Nigel manage to slip past the manor guards' inspection of their chests?

Master Baldwin only needed one glance to understand.

Psionicists, that works, right?

If you can't resolve the situation, resolve the duelists; if you can't handle the problem, resolve the person.

The Great Psionicist easily blurred the guards' perception, and the three people who were sitting on the ground playing with the Emperor Tarot cards without any disguise blatantly slipped in. Only the Inquisition's agent acolytes were sweating profusely, ready to detonate the Glory Bomb inside their bodies at any moment.

The mission is to escort three bigwigs to investigate and collect evidence.

Is the investigation real? Are you gathering evidence?

Stop joking. In our human empire, extortion requires evidence, while treason only requires a list.

As a veteran inquisitor of the empire, Leotus has a lot of cards to play.

The reason for going to such lengths is essentially to protect their undercover agents.

Although Motor Sich was unhappy that there were Chaos agents working under the Inquisitor, he didn't say much.

After all, Leothus came from the Demon Inquisition. The fact that he didn't keep a demon host was already a rare exception in the Holy Hammer Order. Turning a few members of the Alpha Warband to their side was nothing to him.

Anyway, with that brat Kaz's fighting power, plus the assistance of a powerful psychic, dealing with the lone Afa shouldn't be a problem.

Regarding this mission, Kaz had no doubts about combat capabilities; he simply felt that he had gained a deeper understanding of the Empire's abstract nature.

Don't assume that only Astartes from the Empire side would defect to Chaos. Some Astartes who are unhappy in the Chaos Warband also want to clean up their act, return to the Empire's embrace, and live off the imperial salary.

After all, those with eyes of fear have lived through all sorts of miserable lives.

Although on the surface, defection is a red line and execution is an ironclad rule, the imperial authorities, being flexible and adaptable, still leave two loopholes for such people.

One option is to join the Deathwatch as Black Shield, fighting the aliens for the Empire until death.

Another option is to cultivate a relationship with a judge and become a lackey of the court.

The Inquisition of the Alien and the Inquisition of Heresy generally do not accept vicious dogs who want to take the second path, but the Inquisition of the Demons does not care.

Just kidding. Having done so much with raising demon hosts and playing with Chaos artifacts, how could a mere Astartes tainted by Chaos be more terrifying than a demon prince?

So when Mad Sich heard that Leouses had raised a traitorous Afa, his first reaction was to call a squad of his fighting brothers to clear the area.

However, Leosys explained that the Alpha Legion agent had defected because he couldn't stand the warband culture, and only then did Madsich realize that he had misunderstood and that the agent had actually betrayed his own warband.

Difficult to evaluate...

Even with Leothers' intervention, the Garland Highlands Management Committee only agreed to return the power backpacks to the Desolate Wings' inbound personnel, refusing to provide the weapons.

Therefore, Motor Sich chose Katz, who was wearing power armor, instead of Ingus, who was wearing Terminator armor, to carry out this mission.

How big can the resort palace of a wealthy person who can afford to own property in Garden World be?

Katz was unaware of this because he and Baldwin were actually there to act as bodyguards for Nigel; the real mission details and coded messages were all in Oglin's mind.

However, the palace's owner was clearly a qualified imperial nobleman.

Beneath the seemingly ostentatious architectural facade lies the fortress culture unique to human empires.

The astrolabe clearly scanned the back of the white marble tiles, revealing a bulletproof layer of plastic steel and refined gold. Inside the peeping boy fountain in the garden, there was an automatic fire turret. The decorative stone carvings on the roof and terrace were actually automated machine guns with camouflage coatings.

This is only the defensive setup that Katz discovered; heaven knows what other outrageous security measures the palace's owner has implemented.

It's unbearable...

So Master Baldwin directly said that if you can't handle it, then don't. These defensive measures are for dealing with invaders. We are just infiltrators, not invaders. What are you afraid of?

Is this correct? I have a feeling you're trying to fool me, Master.

However, by Astartes' standards, Kars' stealth skills are only barely passing. If he were to infiltrate a palace fortress of this level of defense, he could only choose the berserker-style infiltration plan and kill every witness.

Compared to the other arrogant and stubborn Astartes, Katz's greatest strength is that he listens to advice.

Since you, Baldwin, say you have a solution, then come and try.

Thus, Katz and Nigel stood guard on either side of Baldwin, and in the five-meter-wide corridor, the palace servants could only press against the walls to make way for the domineering trio.

Good heavens! The one walking in front must be a psionicist. Just how powerful is he that the Empire has assigned Astartes and Oglins as bodyguards?

I can't afford to mess with them, I really can't afford to mess with them. Even a single glance would be fatal...

As the top official of the Star District government, Baldwin had seen many imperial nobles, so it was easy for him to imitate their demeanor.

When assigning tasks, I won't mind if you call me Xiao Bao, but how should you address me when you see me at a banquet?

"Master, you..."

"How dare you! Master Baldwin can go wherever he wants. How dare you block his way?"

Yo!

O'Grin, with his eloquent speech!

That's incredible, he's a true master.

The welcoming attendants quickly opened the golden gate and respectfully escorted the strange trio into the venue.

Although the grand banquet hall was filled with elegantly dressed imperial nobles, that's one good thing about the human empire: none of those who can gain a foothold in the world of fame and fortune are kind-hearted.

In the empire, you can be cunning, treacherous, cruel, tyrannical, freeloading off your parents, or marry into their family; but you cannot be cowardly.

The Throne Agents were just doing their job; there's nothing to make a fuss about.

While polite Oglins and Astartes with golden laurels on their shoulder armor are rare, the powerful psionicists leading the team are the real killers.

Despite being very nervous, all the prominent figures nodded, raised their glasses, and smiled in greeting to the trio.

They're all social butterflies; as long as the blood doesn't spill on them, why care about anything else?

Regardless of whether you feel guilty or not, just smile.

There are indeed scheming women who want to appear weak, but seeing the atmosphere at the scene, fainting would seem too shameful, and how would they then attract a wealthy husband?

Forget it, let's go with the flow. We can all laugh.

The head squire quickly came forward. Baldwin borrowed Nigel's Secondary Rose Festival, and after merely waving in front of the squire, he was smoothly led to the back of the hall to wait for the palace master in a luxuriously decorated lounge.

The oracle of the Kaz power armor swept across the room and was surprised to find that there were no cameras or listening devices installed. The palace owner was very particular!

Before long, a distinguished-looking man with a striking mustache entered the room.

"Master Baldwin, I have long admired your superb divination skills. May I ask what you can teach me?"

The man showed no fear of Oglin and Astartes present, but looked at Baldwin with interest, his meaning clear: I have investigated your background, get to the point.

Baldwin was slightly taken aback, but he wasn't intimidated.

"You two can go out first. I'd like to have a chat with His Excellency the Grand Duke."

The palace master was somewhat unsure; had that Astartes really just gone out like that?

This is the Emperor's angel.

Baldwin is a Beta-level psionicist in the Sector Government, so when did he become able to command Astartes?

Rose Festival!

Yes, he turned to the court.

In that case, everything makes sense.

"Please enlighten me, Master."

I offer my guidance...

Forget it, when in doubt, let's play a thrilling game of Emperor Tarot.

Katz and Nigel were led into another lounge with double doors.

This time, the room was filled with hidden surveillance cameras and eavesdropping devices.

But unlike Katz, who stood guard in the corner, Nigel casually lay on the sofa, grabbed a fruit plate, and started eating.

A short while later, a tall and muscular bald man entered the room by ordinary standards.

"I've temporarily jammed and blocked the surveillance equipment. What did Leoser send you here for?"

The man looked at Katz, but Katz remained unmoved.

"Stop looking, I'm the one you're meeting with."

Nigel looked at the man who resembled Afa with a wise gaze, which caused him great psychological discomfort.

Oglin?

impossible!

Which Astartes big guy from which chapter is in disguise? He looks so real!

Chapter 92 Alpharis

I am Alpharex, you are Alpharex, and everyone can be Alpharex.

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Having heard the old soldiers of the Fourth Company recount their upsetting experiences from back then, Kaz carefully examined the bald man in front of him.

Is this person an Astartes, a Space Marine?

It's not about judging from the skin's appearance. Imperial Technology is unparalleled in terms of biochemical materials. Their mid-to-high-end artificial skin is already superior to the original skin that comes from the womb. They can even surgically modify muscles and the spine.

Therefore, judging people by their appearance is unreliable. If the Wasteland Wings had been able to handle the Alpha Warband, they wouldn't have needed to recruit the Black Knights to share the profits of the Francis III.

Ah Fa isn't hard to kill, but he's hard to distinguish.

It's important to understand that the Empire's demand for industrial goods, especially high-tech manufactured goods, is limitless; the difference between 50% and 33% is ridiculously large.

The problem is that the Wings of Desolation can't handle it.

The Alpha Legion's infiltration and stealth capabilities are exceptional; they can impersonate people perfectly and are truly unpredictable.

Ingus once said that Astartes only values ​​individual strength in one-on-one situations. In a one-on-many situation, unless it is a sneak attack, adding one more person is like adding an army group in a head-on conflict.

Katz wholeheartedly agreed, having already gained firsthand experience from fighting the World Eaters in Omidas's Nest.

Ingus also said that Alphareth could take on three opponents at once.

Although the company champion has a bit of an idol image to maintain, he never says anything pretentious or empty.

Therefore, Katz is willing to believe that it's not Ingus bragging, but rather that the Astartes of the Alpha Legion might indeed be a bit weak.

But even the weakest Astartes is still an Astartes. Kars couldn't see any spirit or energy that an Astartes should have in the bald man in front of him.

Physical appearance can be faked, and temperament can be hidden, but the unique aura of Astartes will attract Stand users to each other.

Nigel chanted a murmur in Oglin's uniquely deep voice, the meaning of which Kaz couldn't decipher.

The bald man in front of her first showed a confused expression, which then gradually turned into annoyance and surprise.

"Punch him once, aim for his head, and use all your strength."

Kaz did as Nigel instructed without hesitation.