"Do you know how many inquisitors there are in the Maelstrom now? Do you know that the anti-smuggling ships of the Ministry of Justice are everywhere? How dare you bring those aliens out to hang out! Greenskins! Hruds! Shortmen! What else! You
Did you also bring a Necron with you!? You know that once someone discovers you, even if you have nine heads, they won't be enough to chop you off!"
Rozim shook his head quickly.
"No, no, no, there is absolutely no such thing as undead, I have never heard of it."
Then he muttered something under his breath.
"Isn't your wife the same?"
"Still talking back, I——"
Soshyan stood up suddenly, walked around Rozim with an angry look on his face, and then nodded:
"Okay, okay, I can't control you anyway. Since you like taking risks so much, you don't have to go back to the war group in the future. You can just go and take risks. No one will care about you! Ah, our war group can't accommodate your big adventure.
Home!"
"What did you do to make you so angry?"
At this time, the office door opened, and Veronica walked in with a helpless expression, carrying desserts and drinks.
"We are all the best brothers. It's not a big deal. The soldiers all like Rozim, and the group's restaurant is always cheerful. So without him, the group will die of suffocation? Don't be angry. It's all.
Let’s have something to eat.”
After putting down the plate, Veronica looked at Rozim who looked helpless and said with a smile:
"But I didn't see it. Rozim, you are quite good at making friends. The Hrud people are notoriously timid and xenophobic. Even Ada's best diplomats find it difficult to communicate with them. In a sense,
It's also a skill for you to get to know them and even become friends."
After being praised by Veronica, Rozim immediately smiled like a flower.
"Hehe, as long as everyone talks nicely, it doesn't really matter."
But he was immediately interrupted by Soshyan.
"Veronica, don't praise him. This bastard doesn't know what his name is when he praises him! Discipline, Rozim, do you know what discipline is in your head? He violated the group's discipline again and again.
Tell yourself, what do you mean? The soldiers like you, you have to set an example for them, instead of making everyone laugh! Last time, you were caught by the ascetics, but this time, fortunately, it was one of our own. If you were caught by
If other war groups catch you, do you know you might be dead!?"
"Chapter Commander, I know I was wrong."
"You know? You know the devil! I bet you will do it again next time!"
"Soshyan, just say a few words. Nothing happened, and Rozim didn't do anything."
"Don't speak for him. He is playing with fire! Playing with life! Luck is not always so good! Besides, if you want to take risks, can't you go to a safer place? Do you have to run to a war zone? For fear that others will not find out.
?”
With that said, he took two steps, sat back on the chair, and looked at Veronica.
"You go out first and I'll talk to him alone."
"You——"
"How about we go out first?"
Veronica pursed her lips, rolled her eyes at Soshyan and left the office.
For a moment, the room fell into silence again. Soshyan just looked at Rozim, not knowing what he was thinking. Rozim was a little uncomfortable with the glare. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand towards the table.
"Would you like a piece of cake? I haven't eaten anything for a long time."
Seeing that Soshyan made no move, he took a biscuit and took a bite carefully.
Suddenly, the other party moved and said slowly:
"Rozim, answer me seriously, what exactly are you going to do?"
"I was just bored in the fortress and I happened to be short of money, so I thought of making some money in the Maelstrom."
After saying that, he reached for another piece of pastry.
Soshyan sighed helplessly.
"Then if that's really the case, I'll seal you in the Maelstrom as a planetary governor for the rest of your life. Are you willing?"
Rozim shook his head vigorously.
"I am a member of the battle group in life, and the soul of the battle group in death. I can't worry about my brothers, and you."
Soshyan rubbed his forehead.
"Why can't you suppress that restless heart?"
"Well, I'm still a single man, and it's not like you who can live a married life with a beautiful wife in your arms every day."
"Shut up."
Soshyan scolded slightly, then raised his chin.
"sit down."
Rozim sat down, then picked up the cup containing the drink, took a sip and smacked his lips.
"Sister-in-law, your craftsmanship is pretty good. Is this Eldar food? It tastes good, maybe it's a marketing point."
"Hey, hey, hey."
Soshyan tapped his fingers on the table.
"I'm asking you to explain things, not to make food reviews here."
"Explain what?"
"What have you done during this time!"
"Uh oh."
Then Rozim recounted everything that happened along the way, but he also had some reservations. For example, the mysterious little brother, Soshiyang's brows were furrowed as he listened.
He never let go, until Rozim talked about their encounter with the Demon Prince and the Dark Angel in the bottom lair of Serenity 2. He finally couldn't help but put his hands on the table to support his forehead and groaned.
"You are really going to cause trouble for me."
"It's nothing, we all ran out."
Rozim, however, still had the same indifferent attitude, and was even more annoyed when he saw Soshyan.
"What the hell, do you think you can still stand here!?"
"Uh, but then again, aren't the Dark Angels going too far? Even if they are fighting heretics and demons, there is no need to accidentally kill so many people, right? I heard they still use phosphorus fire?"
"Don't change the subject! Don't ask so many questions that you shouldn't ask, it won't do any good!"
Soshyan calmed down for a while and then asked:
"Where is the Inquisitor's entourage?"
"Back to Terra."
After listening to this, Soshyan said nothing. He just pointed at Rozim and said very seriously:
"Remember this, don't bring it up, don't use it as bragging rights!"
"Oh oh oh, I got it."
After saying that, Soshyan picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp. When he put it down, most of his anger was gone.
"But your luck is good enough, so it won't matter. The devil prince can't even catch you?"
"That's right! If it hadn't run away, my Breaking God Thunderbolt would have killed it to pieces!"
"What God-Destroying Thunderbolt? You must be hiding something from me, otherwise how can you and that guy selling compressed towels withstand a demon prince?"
"real!"
"Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. You will follow the transport fleet back to the monastery fortress. Remember, don't run around, otherwise I really won't be able to spare you!"
"that."
Rozim rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Chapter Master, are you going to Terra?"
As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Soshyan knew what he was planning. He glared at him and said:
"Don't even think about it, just get back here."
"Chapter Commander, look at how old I am, and I have never been to the capital of our empire. What a pity."
“There are many people who have never been there.”
"You see, I am the most devoted to the emperor's grandpa."
As he said that, Rozim took out a pamphlet, opened a few pages, and started chanting:
". All loyal believers who are in good health, have convenient travel, and have financial ability should go to Terra at least once in their lives to worship. They are not allowed to eat anything with a gap in the hoof but not chewing the cud. No, no, no, you got it wrong."
Throwing the green book aside, Rozim took out a white book.
"Loyal citizens of the empire, if possible, should make a pilgrimage to Terra once in their lives. Yes, yes, this is it."
Soshiyang looked at the other party helplessly and asked:
"Tell me, how many times have you been to church this year?"
"Well, there's always one or two times, right?"
"Do you know where that place is?"
"I know."
"Then are you willing to throw away your animal friends?"