Finally, when the inner wall door began to rise, the first thing that came out was the vibration of the magnetic lock being released and the whirring sound of steam.
The Decathlon family is the richest and most powerful landowning family in Sirtis City. As the representative and patriarch of the family, West Decathlon stands at the front of the team.
But at this moment, he had no honor or glory, and fear was haunting him like a ghost.
Suddenly, along with the oncoming air waves, an explosion of pressurized steam blurred West's vision. No matter what was standing in the darkness, he could not see it.
A tingling premonition came over him, and he felt that he might die.
Soon, the vibration of heavy footsteps echoed throughout the playground, and a shadow appeared deep in the dark doorway.
West's expression froze, and fear stopped his hand holding the crutch.
What emerged from the darkness was an existence that ordinary people like him could not imagine.
The giant in huge armor strode towards the crowd like a prehistoric colossus.
Steam surrounded it, and it was also looking at it, its soulless black goggles seeming to nail everyone to the rock slab of the parapet.
On the chest of the giant's armor is the mark of an eagle wing that stares at a skull and metal. On the shoulder armor are two black long swords crossed upward.
When it reached a distance of fifty meters from the crowd, it stopped shaking.
Then, more huge warriors walked behind him and spread out to form a semicircle on both sides. They all wore similar silver-gray armor with mottled battle scars on it. Most of them held bolt guns, but there was one on the waist.
Only a long sword and a bolt pistol hung.
Without exception, they were silent.
No one dared to move, everyone held their breath and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a silver needle falling.
West also stared at each other closely.
He knew that a small wrong move on his part would cause them to be turned into stains on the wall by a large number of explosive bombs in an instant.
No bodyguards or guards could save them at this time. Now those people were even kneeling on the wall, praying facing these angels. This was almost a miracle for them.
After the silence lasted for about a minute, the first giant, the one with the red sword, took a step forward.
"Salute, citizens of the Empire."
A dry, deep harsh sound erupted from the helmet's communication grille, as if coming from the abyss.
After a while, West realized that the giant was speaking High Gothic.
Sweat suddenly poured down his face. In order to answer this question, he tried his best to recall the days when he studied in the aristocratic academy in the upper class of Christhive.
"What's your name?"
As soon as West opened his mouth, he immediately wanted to slap himself.
He knew that his vocabulary was ridiculously confusing and that he was speaking in the wrong place. He should first salute, then salute, and then pray.
Fortunately, these giants don't care about polite etiquette.
"We are the Astral Knights, loyal servants of the Lord of Mankind. I came to your world to carry out a secret mission. This is our right."
West could only understand the salient part of the giants' words - that they served the Lord of Mankind.
But that didn't alleviate his fear much. Nothing was what it looked like these days, not to mention those idiots who had just opened fire on them.
"We also received your distress signal,"
When West didn't answer, the Giant continued.
"You are beset by a rebellion."
"Supremely respected angels, you have deigned to come here to help us?"
West said stumblingly, and then the giant paused before answering, as if he was thinking about his words.
"If time permits."
"The Emperor bless! Praise the Emperor!"
West immediately began to pray sincerely and knelt down on one knee. Seeing this, others also imitated, praising the emperor and bowing to the angels.
"Are there ancient ruins here?"
the giant asked next, ignoring his prayers and praises.
"this……"
West thought for a while, and then said in a very uncertain tone:
"When I was a child, there was a mine outside the city, which mainly produced iron. The mine was said to be very old. There is a legend that workers once discovered a deep canyon below, and there were some man-made objects in the canyon...
…However, not long after I can remember, the mine was completely closed due to a collapse accident, which is now more than thirty years ago.”
"It is forbidden to spread the news of our appearance and lead the way."
Hearing the dull words of the other party, West was stunned for a few seconds, and then waved his hand quickly.
"Sir, you may not know that there is a large number of rebels lurking in the forest. They have launched several raids on the city. Although they were repelled by us, they are still wandering around. The situation at night is unclear and they rashly left the city.
There may be an ambush."
"We can wait until dawn."
Seeing Astartes' resolute attitude, West knew that further words would be useless, so he stood up, bent down and said humbly:
"On behalf of everyone in Thetis City, I would like to apologize for what happened tonight."
"It won't happen again."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
West, who was sweating profusely, nodded hurriedly, and the test was finally over.
"I almost forgot, I, West Decathlon, am the speaker of the Thetis Agricultural and Municipal Joint Council and the current acting mayor. I wonder if I am qualified to remember your name?"
"My name is Soshyan Alexei, leader of the Astral Knights Chapter."
West took a deep breath to prevent himself from fainting.
How noble and honorable it is to be a Chapter Master of the Adeptus Astartes.
Growing up, he had seen the most noble person at the level of the Planetary Governor, but compared with a Chapter Master of the Astartes Chapter, the gap was even greater than the difference between Mud and Cloud.
"Dear Chapter Leader, we have prepared a temporary banquet. Although it is simple and rude, it still has some local customs. I hope you can-"
West didn't feel confident when he said this, because the banquet was too temporary and too simple, and he couldn't even hire a juggler.
"No need, we can temporarily stay at the church. You can do it yourself. We will lead the way early tomorrow morning."
With that said, the giants turned neatly towards the church in the city, leaving behind the bewildered landowners and gentry.
"My lord! My lord! I, I will make arrangements for you!"
West was stunned for a few seconds, then hurriedly chased after him, and asked the family members to notify the priest of the church to immediately make enough space for the demigods and drive away irrelevant people.
During this time, due to the rebellion outside, many serfs and refugees flooded into the city. They had no fixed residence and could only live temporarily under the eaves of the church.
Perhaps inspired by the demigods, the "action power" of those family guards also improved a lot.
While the Astartes were still on the road, they had already rushed into the church with rifles and swords, and ferociously dispersed the bewildered and ragged refugees.
For a time, the original tranquility of the church was broken by bursts of roaring and crying.
While driving away the refugees, the guards threw all the belongings of the refugees out of the church and burned them to the ground.
The euphemistic name is: cleaning up the filth for the coming of angels.