"No need to worry, no one will deny your past efforts and achievements, and no one will ignore the sacrifices you have made."
Calvin's inhuman brain once again captured the key to the problem in countless pieces of information.
He directly bypasses the temptation to be cumbersome and hypocritical, so as to avoid any will that may be misinterpreted by language.
This straightforward statement obviously made the three Inquisitions feel relieved. The Primarch's guarantee was enough to make them believe that their existing undertakings would not be lost in the change of power.
"The Emperor's blessing!"
The three judges understood Calvin's will and prayed together to express their gratitude for his attitude.
This is probably the best news they have received in recent months.
After the Charter Conference, the resources of the entire Tribunal were tilted towards the adjustment of the organizational structure.
Brand new confidentiality keys are being designed, and a large number of public intelligence sites have been launched;
The three major religious orders are integrating their resource deployment, and are also formulating new rules for decentralizing the recruitment authority of the armed forces.
The Gray Knights took the lead in setting an example and promised that in the next work, the power of the company level will be lowered and permanently located at the star field level.
The two major monasteries, the Fight against Foreigners and the Rebellion Against Rebellion, are also integrating the deployment of Death Watch and Battle Sisters.
All departments of the Tribunal are making way for organizational transformation at this stage, and some unimportant departments have even been temporarily eliminated.
With the original sector leaders and institute directors being transferred one after another, these inquisitors who have been fighting on the secret front all year round are naturally worried about the future of these research results.
But Calvin really couldn't simply give them a promise, because the secrets involved were too complicated, and he couldn't know them all and distinguish between right and wrong in a short period of time.
He can only give the most basic attitude to these three representatives and the people behind them to ensure that their efforts will not be given up easily, but will be carefully evaluated before deciding whether to retain the projects. p>
The simple conversation ended within a few minutes. Although the three representatives who received the answers were not satisfied, they still expressed their support for Calvin's opinion.
This is the best result that can be obtained in a short period of time. They are also aware that these projects are of great importance and cannot be easily affirmed.
In this way, another addition was added to the long-term and important matters in Calvin's hands.
And with similar meetings, large and small, he and the entire fleet were approaching the intermediate point of returning to Terra - the world of Ophelia No. 7.
Another long and precise bell rang, and among the large fleet sailing in the subspace, the crew of the Angel of Punishment began an orderly shift rotation.
The ship's chef, who was awakened from the hibernation cabin, was in a very bad mood, because the supplies in the warehouse for the officers on the bridge were getting less and less.
The defense officers who usually laughed and scolded him were fine. I was afraid that the navigators who worked on the bridge with their third eyes all year round would be satisfied with him.
The characters of the navigators are always distinguished by their age. While the older members have an advantage in terms of seniority and official rank, they will also become more irritable due to their mutated and degraded bodies.
They are the truly privileged class in the fleet besides the Gray Knights, and they usually serve in groups on a certain warship as a family unit.
As the most observant people on the ship, chefs naturally dare not offend them.
Fortunately, the big navigators who could really kill him didn't have the chance to dine in the restaurant. Their extremely degraded bodies have been permanently imprisoned in transparent life-saving capsules.
As for those young leaders, after knowing that they are doomed to be sad, they are doing good to others and trying their best to enjoy every minute of their healthy life.
An orderly handover was taking place in the work area on the bridge. Rows of crew members quietly walked out of the dining area and passed by the crew members leaving the bridge. However, except for the sound of military boots scraping the floor, there was no sound.
A voice came out.
These crew members who had explosives implanted in their brains called each other by numbers. When there was no need to speak, they usually completed most of their work in silence.
"Here we go..."
A hoarse voice sounded from Kepel's head, that was the voice of his uncle Theraford.
He cheered up and emptied his mind, and sure enough, after his consciousness reached the sky, he saw the small but bright starlight compared with the star torch.
"Here we go..."
The pocket watch on his chest serves as a deliberate anchor point for reality, and it trembles at exactly 15 seconds.
Kepel broke away from the whispers of the Supreme Heaven and looked back at the two Gray Knights holding armed guards behind him.
"We have arrived at Ophelia 7, and there are still 30 standard times before the jump point."
After receiving the prompt, the Gray Knight awoke from his sculptural stillness and looked carefully at the pure mark on the back of Keppel's seat.
After confirming that his soul still belonged to him and that he maintained complete sanity, the Gray Knight looked at his comrades and conveyed the news to the top of the bridge through the psychic link.
"It's really..."
Keppel shrugged silently and made a face at the boy who was still sitting behind him.
These new Gray Knights are as cautious and ruthless as what he knew in the past;
But what is different from before is that the original Gray Knights will at least communicate verbally, and after confirming the news, one of them will leave to convey the news.
But now the Gray Knight is still as cold as ever, but even basic verbal communication has been neglected.
"The shift is over soon, go to my place and play cards!"
He used psychic energy to send a communication to the young man behind the seat. The latter was his nephew, and he had just arrived from Thailand on a recent voyage.
"Okay, okay! Is it still the storm card? Surrender or die! You can only choose one!"
"Change the rules. The storm has cooled down. Let's play something else. I heard that there was a summons recently..."
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Happy emotions spread in the fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the eyes of the two young people who are growing up are also full of happiness.
This joy was so contagious that not long after, there was a similarly deep voice asking:
"So, is there anyone who knows how to play cards?"
"Come and prepare the hall, my Storm Card will slip away..."
The world of Ophelia No. 7 is the most prosperous world of the Empire in the Storm Star Territory. It is also the de facto birthplace, base camp and center of power of the Empire’s state religion.
Believers are proud of this place because it is the sanctuary where the emperor's divinity is reflected in the human world;
The priests are proud of this place, because it has witnessed their origins among the people, and over hundreds of years of history, they have finally ignited the fire of faith throughout the empire.
Tens of billions of people live on this beautiful native planet, but you can’t see even a hive city;
Hundreds of millions of the Emperor's devout servants pray for Him here, and learn the teachings of the state religion here, hoping to let the Emperor's holy name resound throughout every land they go by singing praises in their future lives.<
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Countless priests and bishops work devoutly here, and the Divine Grace Cathedral, established in 35, is where they settle down.
This church, which was commissioned by the Anglican Pope Benedin IV, cost the entire Anglican Church countless wealth and took 200 years to complete.
With a 4,000-meter-high dome and an area of 140,000 square kilometers, it is more of a city than a church.
Throughout the history of imperial architecture, only the imperial city located in Holy Terra was larger than it, so it was naturally given the title of "the second wonder of the empire".
In this huge "ecclesiastical city", there are not only hundreds of millions of priests of the state religion, but also dozens of large and small branches of nuns of the state religion.
At this time, at the very core of this "city of divine grace", its owner, Cardinal Saratan, known as the supreme administrator, was meeting with several colleagues who had just returned from the core ceremonial area.<
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The specific route of Calvin's return journey is extremely confidential, and he was informed just a week ago.
After learning that the newly promoted Lord of Terra's visit to Ophelia 7 was confirmed, he was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
This is probably the benefit of his cautious attitude in previous meetings.
There is no airtight wall in the world. When the meeting was held to decide whether to respond to Calvin's call in Orpheus, Saratan did not believe that Calvin would not know about it.
Or to be more precise, the change in attitude of the two major forces, the Adeptus Mechanicus, which played a key role in the meeting, definitely had an inexplicable relationship with Calvin himself outside the meeting.
At that time, Saratan did not yet know the specific affiliation of Calvin in the Inquisition.
But being cautious by nature, he has reached the peak of his career and just wants to stand on the last duty.
This simple and detached attitude now seems to have become a far-sighted behavior.
When the Battle of Orpheus began and the news of successive victories came in a short period of time, the news that Calvin was born in the Gray Knights Chapter also came from afar.
The cardinals belatedly rejoiced in the choice of Supreme Administrator Saratan, because the Order of the Holy Hammer, a mysterious armed force, was a rare department of the Imperial Church in the Inquisition that had a warm and affectionate relationship. p>
As the top level of the empire's state religion, cardinals have extremely heavy ceremonial and government work.
These arduous tasks also mean huge rights and responsibilities.
In some remote star sectors, they control the beliefs of the empire's subjects and have greater power and more permeability than the district governors.
And this kind of prince-like existence, according to the internal regulations of the empire's state religion, must go to Ophelia at regular intervals to perform ceremonial services.
What is the content of service?
It happens to be the Gray Knight's exclusive weapon - the Heavenly Punishment Weapon. After it is completed, the final prayers and blessings are given to the psychic crystal coating.
This sacred and secret ritual has continued unchanged for several thousand years since the Inquisition signed an agreement with the Imperial State Church in the 33rd millennium.
The senior leaders of the state religion have always done their best to fulfill their obligations.
With a fixed location on Ophelia 7, they silently dedicated and burned their lives and souls to the exclusive weapons of these mysterious Astartes for dozens of centuries.
At that time, there was still an Inquisition between the state church and the Gray Knights. The state church monks never asked about the whereabouts of these weapons, and the Gray Knights never asked about the origins of these weapons.
This tacit cooperation between the two parties lasted until the end of the Antarctic Charter Conference.
When the Gray Knights began to step out of their positions as secret chamber militiamen and began to take on more responsibilities, their cooperation with the Imperial State Church finally came to the next stage.