There were sounds of footsteps coming from the room outside.
Stryker was woken up by the noise. It was now the night cycle time of the orbital station, and the wall lamp had been turned off by the automatic control program.
At this time, Colonel Catachan had a pile of data pads and documents on his chest. He looked at them an hour ago and couldn't restrain his sleepiness and fell asleep.
Stryker stood up quietly and put the data pad and files on the shelf on the wall. His bolt pistol and Catachan machete hung on a wooden sculpture in the outside room. There were no weapons at hand at this time.
, so he took out a compact laser pistol from the shoe cabinet and inserted it into his belt.
After putting on his boots, he thought about whether he should put on his jacket, but he decided not to do it.
The door to the personal cabin was ajar, and a faint light shone into the dark cabin from outside.
It seemed like someone was rummaging through his things again.
Stryker immediately stood up, kicked the door open, grabbed the intruder behind the door, turned the person's body, then grabbed the other person's arm with all his strength, and punched the person hard in the face.
His movements were smooth and fluid, as fast as a space warrior.
Never underestimate the Catachan's hand-to-hand combat capabilities.
The robed intruder was still struggling, but after being thrown into the air and hitting the circular observation window, he became unresponsive.
"Where did the little thief come from!"
The lights suddenly turned on, and Stryker realized that there were two uninvited guests standing behind him, and heard the sound of the laser magazine being recharged.
He subconsciously turned around quickly and slammed into the nearest person, knocking him directly to the ground.
The other man tried to pull out a gun, but Stryker quickly knocked the other man's gun away and punched the man in the jaw, smashing him to pieces.
But it wasn't until now that he realized that the man he knocked down in front of him seemed to be wearing a strange uniform.
The man broke away from the man in robes who fell on him and bumped directly into Stryker, but the Catachan dodged, grabbed the other man's hands, and gently twisted the other man's elbows.
, and then punched the man directly on the bridge of the nose, knocking him to the ground.
Stryker then took out his compact pistol and looked around the room.
Now two men in uniform and one in robes fell to the ground.
The door finally opened.
"I don't think many people would be happy to see violence happening before their eyes, Colonel."
The man who walked into the house said gently.
Stryker raised his gun and pointed it at the man's head.
"I think many people will do the same thing as me when they encounter illegal break-ins and home invasions, and identify themselves to me."
The figure slowly walked into the light.
A man, very tall, wearing a black uniform: black boots, black breeches, and a black jacket, with gray-white hair tightly pressed against his forehead, and a gentle, thin face with sharp edges.
On his collar, there was a logo that was so dazzling that it made Stryker break into a cold sweat.
Inquisition——
"I am Lennart Meyers, High Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus."
Without saying a word, Stryker put down the gun and placed it on the table beside him.
The inquisitor smiled at him.
"You didn't ask me for any documents related to the accident, so do you believe me?"
"I've heard about you, please forgive me, after all, it happened suddenly, and -"
Lennart walked into the room slowly and kicked one of the followers who fell on the ground.
The guy was still moaning in pain on the ground.
"Get out of here, you two too."
The guy with his face covered in blood immediately ran out of the room in a panic.
"I apologize, Colonel. I thought you would be in the barracks. If I had known you were sleeping here I wouldn't have asked anyone to break in."
"Are you saying that if I wasn't there... you would have searched my room?"
He turned around with a smile, his posture was strong, confident, and resolute.
"Of course, I'm a judge, that's what I do."
"What on earth are you doing here?"
"Something left to you by the previous Governor of Paisha Star."
The judge pulled out a chair and leaned back easily.
"Don't tell me you forgot, Colonel Stryker."
Stryker stood there, staring at the opponent fiercely.
"I don't like your tone, nor your methods. If I keep hating your approach like this, I can assure you that even if you are a judge-"
"Are you threatening me, Colonel?"
Stryker took a deep breath.
"I think I am threatening you. You have also seen how I dealt with your people. Unless you can give me a good reason, I will never tolerate your behavior... We Kata
Chang people are very vindictive."
The Inquisitor sighed, clenched his long and pale fingers, and then suddenly held a compact laser pistol in his hand, the muzzle of which was aimed at Stryker.
Stryker was shocked. The gun was placed on the table opposite just now, but now the gun actually appeared out of thin air in the opponent's hand?
"So how good of a reason do I need?"
The inquisitor asked with a smile, and Stryker took a step back.
"I promise that before you kill me, I will kill you too..."
Lennart smiled, put the gun in his lap, and tilted his head back.
"Very well, let's get straight to the point. As a humble servant of the Inquisition to carry out His noble will, the Emperor, I dedicate my life to the sacred duties entrusted by Him until my soul returns to His side.
So I ask you to tell the complete truth as much as possible, because deception will bring you endless punishment, do you understand?
"It depends on my mood."
Lennart laughed again.
"Among all the Astra Militarum, you Catachans have the worst tempers. Everyone calls you devils, and you truly live up to your reputation."
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about? I don't understand it at all."
Lennart did not answer, but stood up, released his left hand holding the pistol, and walked slowly around Stryker.
The Catachan was uneasy at the unblinking look in his eyes.
"Then as you said, let's skip the red tape and get straight to the point. Why don't you tell everyone about the boy?"
"What boy?"
"Stop pretending, his name is Guy Delgar, and his father's name is Adisak Delgar, the former governor of Paidu."
Stryker's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a dangerous glare.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Inquisitor."
"Don't worry, I'm not trying to judge him. Although his father made everything...a mess, it has nothing to do with him, I swear."
After hearing what the judge said, Stryker's expression finally softened.
"No matter what, his father has dedicated everything to the empire. I promised the Governor that I would send him to a safe place to live anonymously for the rest of his life."