Leonard Meyers once again entered the pit alone, as he realized the problem had to be resolved tonight.
He walked in the dark for a long time until he reached the bottom entrance and stopped.
“We should talk.”
To Leonard Meyers, the sound in the darkness was like a chorus of a knife scraping through metal.
The frost spread across the walls and floors, and a sensation of static electricity stings across his skin.
Later, a tall shadow walked into his vision.
Its figure seemed to emerge directly from the darkness, and its whole body was wrapped in darkness, only a bare snake-shaped helmet was exposed, covered with ice crystalline scales. The scarlet eyepiece was contained in the snake's kiss, and the eyepieces were lined with sharp teeth and sharp teeth.
“Talk…”
Leonard Meyers seemed very careful, and the giant stopped.
This is not the first time the judge wants to find out the details of this collaborator who had contacted him a long time ago. Even when he was still studying under his mentor, the other party had already cooperated with his mentor, and even his mentor's mentor's mentor-
Their entire faction seemed to have long contact with this person.
No one knows its name, they just call it "viper".
He also once doubted whether the other party was a former fallen man of the Astart Legion, but his mentor told him that the plans he carried out were in accordance with a great will.
But is that true?
Will that be true?
For me, Leonard Meyers doesn't believe it, and even if he can have the status he is today, it's related to the other party.
Who is this person loyal to and what is his purpose?
Now, this question seems to require answers more than ever.
As if aware, Leonard Meyers suddenly turned around and looked around the dark passage, then turned back.
"You didn't inform me before you came."
"I come and go freely."
The Viper shook his head.
“It only appears when I think I need it, and it will definitely happen.”
"Which side are you on?"
Leonard Meyers asked suddenly, while the Viper tilted his head, as if he didn't understand.
So the judge emphasized again.
"You know what I'm talking about."
The Viper shook his head again. For some reason, Leonard Meyers felt that the cold snake-shaped helmet seemed to have a treacherous smile.
"To be honest, this question is quite stupid."
"Your behavior makes me doubt that we must never lose this war. Although I care about the interests of the sect, I care more about the empire. I cannot give such an important fate to a person of unknown origin."
"Leonard, if I say I don't care about you..."
Leonard Meyers stared at the other party’s amber eyes and shook his head.
"No, you won't."
"I just want to ask you a question, Leonard..."
The next moment, a snake-like voice hissed in Leonard Meyers' ear, as if several throats were whispering at the same time.
"What are you doing?"
"Emperor—"
"You are a hypocrite, cunning... and you are also an unscrupulous person, but you are still unable to move forward... Why?"
Leonard Meyers blinked.
“Those are just for my personal reasons.”
The venomous snake was staring at him, and its pupils drew a black razor-like gap in its eyes.
The judge looked back firmly at the other party and said:
"But I will still win this war for Him at all costs..."
"Is that true, so will I."
Viper nodded, but then changed his mind.
"The question is, are you willing to make others pay the same price?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what follows."
Leonard Meyers blinked again, the lantern in his hand shaking again in the silence, and the other's words lingered in his skull.
Then, he shook his head.
"I need her to open that thing."
"Yes I know."
"You seem to know everything."
"Then I will help you."
Leonard Meyers looked into the Viper's eyes.
"How do you help me?"
"......You will understand then."
The viper slowly disappeared into the darkness, like a real snake.
Leonard Meyers turned around and waited for a moment.
Suddenly, Melissa, with a pale face, walked out of the darkness, and she was sweating heavily, looked at the judge tremblingly, and whispered:
"Owner......."
Leonard Meyers sighed lightly.
"You shouldn't have followed."
The other party did not answer.
Then he turned around and looked at the dark wall ahead.
"Open it."
Melissa did as she did, everything was not complicated. She placed her hand on the shell of the sphere, and as her unique spiritual power ran along a certain track, a gate with a light green fluorescence suddenly appeared.
Leonard Meyers hesitated in front of the door for a moment and finally stepped in.
The next moment, I found myself standing alone in an ancient stone corridor, and a gentle sound came from the depths. The sound had a rhythm, like a heartbeat, falling together.
It's the sea.
The sound of the wind whistled in his ears, bringing snowflakes to his face and coat, and the torches swayed in the wind, making screams.
Leonard Meyers stepped forward with his pistol, his boots whirling on the flat stone floor, with a few red letters written on the wall to his right.
Honor, responsibility, faith.
Leonard Meyers slowly lowered his pistol, stretched out a gloved hand, and placed his finger on the word "faith".
"Do you own it?"
This sentence echoes with strange rhymes, just like two people say it at the same time.
Leonard Meyers looked around and saw a man standing there in a white coat with a red ribbon hanging on his chest, his medal shining as bright as his eyes.
That was his lost mentor.
"Faith, Leonard, do you own it?"
Leonard Meyers took his hand away from the words on the wall and saluted the other party instinctively.
"Yes, teacher, as you taught, faith is my shield and my sword."
But the other party shook his head.
"If so, why do you still have so many doubts?"
Leonard Meyers blinked.
"Suspect?"
He took a few steps in the other direction.
"Suspicion of this matter, of the great plan, of the Viper."
The man squinted his eyes at last.
"And there is doubt about yourself."
Leonard Meyers subconsciously clenched his fists.
"My suspicion is for a reason, teacher."
"Is it because you think you might fail?"
The other party's words are like a knife cut or a gunshot wound. He cannot bear it, nor can he accept the possibility of disappointing someone he admires so much.
"No!"
He spitted out the word from his tightly closed teeth.
The world flashed, like a torch, like a corroded photo, and the instructor smiled at him.
There was no corridor or sea, there was only a cool and empty stone chamber, the walls were faintly lit, and a body fell to the ground, with long gray hair covering his face, but it was seen that the other party was wearing a black coat.
Leonard Meyers walked forward and saw the inquisition sign on his coat, realizing that he had finally found the target he had pursued for a long time.
"The most famous leader of the Promuses, who also launched a war against the Horus, mysteriously disappeared at the critical moment of the war, resulting in the denomination being headless and eventually being defeated by the Horus... The Grand Inquisition, Dizzy Valentine."