Khayon followed the attendant through several rooms. The scattered houses were as chaotic as the streets of the hive. Each dark room had shutters hung and dustproof cloths covered the few pieces of furniture.
Obviously, based on his understanding of his agent, this place is most likely a convenient haven.
Moreover, Kayon believed that rumors about this manor being haunted had spread for a long time, and there were even several corpses of unknown origins appearing on the gate.
This is an excellent disguise and will ward off most boring harassers.
The silent attendant held a flickering candle and led the way. The Space Marine's heavy footsteps stepped on the wooden floor, making constant creaking sounds and stirring up bursts of dust.
If it weren't for Kayon's magic of lightening himself, I'm afraid the stairs would have collapsed with his first kick.
And all those with scarlet letters were guarding downstairs.
"How long have you been in Sorge's service?"
"Three years."
The hooded attendant responded obediently.
"I have been managing this manor for you, and I also perform some tasks from time to time."
"You started an organization?"
The attendant turned his head and looked at Kayon. Although the candlelight was dim, Kayon could still see the other person's face - a severely disfigured face.
"Yes, Master Sorge has summoned us. I feel honored to be able to serve such a great person like you."
The attendant led Kayon into a dark room. The dustproof cloths on several sofas and special high stools had been removed and folded, so that he could have a place to sit.
The furniture here is all enlarged, obviously specially for some particularly large guests.
On a small table, a golden flagon filled with local wine, several silver wine glasses were placed around it, and beside it was an earthenware bowl filled with dried fruits.
After entering the door, the attendant nodded slightly, and many candles placed in the room were lit at the same time.
The flash of light caused several little spiders to quickly crawl back into the shadows.
At the same time, the candlelight also illuminated Sorge's figure in the corner.
He smiled slightly and nodded to the attendant, who then left the room.
"I hate light, it kills darkness."
"And darkness is your most used tool."
Khayon took off his helmet, placed it on the table, and then looked at his creation curiously.
"This is not an easy job."
Sorge took over the attendant's duties and placed the candle on a low table. He poured a glass of wine for Khayon.
"It seems you have taken root in this place."
Kayon sat directly on the sofa, sinking deeply into it.
He did not refuse Sorge's wine, although he preferred water.
While sipping the wine from his glass, Kayon adjusted his limbic nervous system to counteract the effects of alcohol.
Sorge immediately sat opposite him.
"Sorge, I remember you said that you were almost discovered several times."
"Yes."
"You are a gifted lurker. It's hard for me to imagine how the other party can discover you."
The spy shrugged.
"There are some things here that I can't understand. It may be a powerful psyker or some device. In short, I have been followed for several days."
"Then how did you get out of it?"
Sorge smiled.
"It's not that difficult. Change your appearance, change your identity, change your accent, throw away everything you've built before, and start from scratch."
“Nice try.”
Khayon suddenly switched to fluent Gothic with a local accent.
"But your palatal sound is still easy to give you away. I can distinguish the vowels that are biased towards Tallan Star, and some other things. You have stayed in that place for too long."
Sorge nodded.
"Yes, it is difficult to hide anything from the master. You can always easily identify the truth."
Khayon chuckled lightly. He was not a person who liked compliments, but he didn't hate them either. At least it was much better than listening to the roars of those idiots and violent maniacs in the Black Legion.
"You may also know the truth, Sorge, but I cannot guarantee that what you are passing on is also the truth."
"That's true, I have to admit."
Sorge nodded and took another sip of wine from the silver cup in his hand.
"I spent the next three years laying the groundwork, stealing databases, stealing administrative instructions, stealing any documents related to the Astral Knights, and even obtained part of the communication records... Little by little, I
Gradually we are getting closer to the truth.”
"Isn't that surprising? This level of means...strategy and patience is unparalleled."
"This is the style you have created for me, Master... low-key influence, long-term vision, I am very good at this and very good at it."
"Then let's get down to business."
Kayon put the empty glass back on the tray next to the wine jug.
"Where is that key evidence and what is it."
"There is a name you must be familiar with."
"What is it?"
"Zhao-Akada."
As soon as Sorge said the name of this forging world, a lot of memories poured into Khayon's mind, because he clearly remembered his first bolt gun, first set of power armor, and first power sword.
From this forging world.
He once had a good relationship with a mechanical priest of Zhao-Arkadar, and their friendship lasted for more than ten years until the other was killed by a wild wolf during the Burning of Prospero.
After being immersed in memories for a while, Kayon said slowly:
"What does it have to do with them?"
"The Astral Knights seem to have made some kind of contract with Zhao Akada. The two parties have had very frequent actions in the past few years. I spent a whole year to find out that Zhao Akada's representative organization on Naisen 4
There is a list."
"List?"
"Well, the Star Knights should have customized a batch of power armors. The parameters of each power armor are in the list... Master, you know that the bodies of space warriors will also have certain differences, so in order to ensure a 100% fit,
The power armor will be fine-tuned."
Kayon nodded thoughtfully.
"They must have provided a lot of different data, which means that their number is greatly inconsistent with the actual number. Yes, this is the key evidence. As long as they have it, any inquisitor can take the Astral Knights
The fortress was turned upside down."
"That's right, Master."
"You did a good job."
"Just do your best."
"Don't pretend to be humble, you just admitted it."
In the candlelight, Khayon looked at Sorge. The mark on his soul was still intact, indicating that his servant could at least still be trusted.
"Where's that list?"
"In the Mechanicus garrison on the upper level of the hive, Zhao Akada built a church there, but the security is very tight. I can't take it out with the strength I have at hand."
After listening, Kayan leaned against the sofa in silence, clasping his fingers lightly.
About ten minutes later, he said:
"Tomorrow night, you let your people cause chaos outside the city, and I will take the opportunity-"
Halfway through, Kayon suddenly turned his head and looked at the darkness outside the blinds.