Hearing Soshiyan’s question, Talos sniffed, picked up the cigar and took another sip, then said:
"How to say... the Fourteenth Legion was indeed a bit marginalized during the Great Expedition. This is an undeniable fact. Anyway, when I was in service, I rarely heard the story of the recorders compiled by them. Another person who was treated like this was the Fifth Legion, Khan and Motarian were only two primordies whose expeditions were not known to most people in the empire."
"Why is this happening?"
"Then you have to ask the Emperor and Makadou, but there is a secret that is quite interesting... This matter is not confidential. Most people know that Motarian actually complains about Horus' promotion to War Commander. Although he agreed that Horus was the best candidate, he believed that the Emperor had set up the position of War Commander at the beginning was a wrong decision. Motarian once publicly told his descendants that if the Emperor withdrew from the Great Expedition and established Horus as his spokesperson, then many conflicts would break out between the Primrods."
"Ha, it seems he's right."
After all, neither of them continued to talk, but picked up the cup and touched it gently, silently drinking the liquid that could not make them feel drunk at all.
As a strong light suddenly pierced in from the observation window, the fog around the two men faded slightly, which was a signal that new ships entered the port.
After a while, Soshiyang suddenly spoke:
"Talos, Kayan said the blood actor might have a way to cure you, I...I still want to give it a try."
"I refuse."
"You seem to be resistant to them?"
"Because I've seen them do things with my own eyes, which are worse and more crazy behaviors than massacres. That time we smashed a stronghold of the Emperor's Son War Gang at the Shadow Node, and then we went in and found a blood actor, and some unfortunate guys, tied to those machines... Can you imagine that a warrior like Charles actually vomited, and even for a few nightmares after that, I had a continuous nightmare."
“So exaggerated.”
"So I broke those things, and after that, I hated all the sharp ears."
Soshiyan raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
After two minutes of silence, Soshiyan put down his empty glass and stopped the servant from continuing to pour the wine.
"I will cure you anyway. Whether you want it or not, a warrior cannot die in pain in the disease. If you keep resisting treatment, I will knock you out and ask Veronica to find a way to repair you."
Talos smiled coldly and took another big sip.
"Soshyan, you're really suitable for inspiration, you know?"
“I’ve always been like this.”
Just as the two were talking, a crew member suddenly came over.
"Sir, just now, one of our servants who were cleaning the hull outside was attacked. The enemy pierced it with a dagger and left this one."
As he said that, the crew put a metal badge on the table and bowed and left.
Soshiyang picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly tensed up.
At this time, a leaf-shaped brooch. If he remembered correctly, Veronica had this one on her-
After taking a look, Soshiyang found that a few characters were engraved with sharp instruments on the back of the brooch.
"Talos, do you understand?"
"I'll look..."
Talos took it over and looked at it for a while, and said:
"It seems to be a coordinate."
As he said that, he took off the smart map he had exchanged for from the Dark Spirit Clan from the side and quickly found the coordinates.
“It’s only two kilometers away from us.”
Soshiyan then stood up, but was immediately held down by Talos.
"You are not afraid of this being a trap? Think about it carefully, who sent it to you and what purpose it was?"
Soshiyang shook his head.
"If it is a trap, then the other party should do more obviously, not just that. It is impossible for the other party to think of what we can think of."
Then he lowered his voice.
"Didn't you say we have to have a record? Maybe this is an opportunity. Even if the other party is hostile, at least we can determine who the enemy is."
Talos thought for a while and nodded.
"Yes, your idea is right, so let's go."
The two of them put on their equipment and quickly left the Lost Word.
Similarly, instead of taking the previous route, they chose another closer but stranger route.
They did not encounter any trouble along the way. At a crossroads, Talos followed the map instructions to turn from the alley to a dead end.
Here the two climbed a rusty metal staircase and entered a flat passage, winding between two shaky stone walls.
The surrounding windows were tightly closed, and the high-speed traffic above the head and the noise of the crowd below were still there, but the sound was much smaller.
The two continued to move forward carefully, approaching one side of the wall, and then climbed onto another metal ladder - for a moment, Soshiyan felt the metal ladder almost disintegrate under his weight, but eventually it held it.
According to the map, the two finally arrived at the roof of a square building, which seemed to be a warehouse.
Soshiyang walked to the railings far away from the platform and looked out, and saw a scattered landscape, with overlapping roofs, sidewalks and hidden courtyards. The roof was covered with high walls on three sides, and only one side had a vacancy, which was very hidden.
"You're here."
Suddenly, a deserted voice made Soshiyan and Talos draw their weapons at the same time and turn around.
At some point, a slender figure appeared ten meters behind them.
She was wrapped in a black gauze scarf, and her face was, but judging from the vague ups and downs and sounds, she should be a woman.
"I'm pretty smart. I know that if I change my identity to Comoros, almost no one can think of it as you."
Her Gothic language is not standard, but she can always hear it.
Soshiyang stared at the other party vigilantly, but the weapon in his hand had already dropped.
"You guided us here? You seem to know who I am?"
"Soshyan Aricas, I wouldn't be sorry if it's not accurate, after all, your low-level language is a bit difficult for me."
After saying that, the man didn't continue talking nonsense. Suddenly, a white letter was added on his right hand. Then he swung his fingers gently, and the letter headed straight to Soshiyang's head like a dart.
Before he met himself, Soshiyang grabbed the letter and smelled the familiar smell at the first time.
Then he hung the weapon back on his waist and opened the envelope.
"You idiot!"
The first line to see is a few words written in a special capital, which made Suoshiyang smile bitterly—
He was already sure that this was indeed written by Veronica.
But when he saw the content below, the smile on his face disappeared.