Of course the person is still the same person, but the face is no longer what it was back then.
As the dominant and core of life, the soul will inevitably have a long-term impact on the latter during its integration with the body.
Cassin could not recognize the person in front of him because Calvin had just woken up at that time, and a full hundred years after he came to this world, Calvin's face was naturally far from what it was back then.
The psychic veil is meaningless in front of the untouchable. Cassin, who is already a senior Sister of Silence, can clearly see Calvin's true face hidden under the veil.
There are still some traces of the past on that unfamiliar face, but in terms of the overall look and feel, it has been replaced more by the hard edges and corners of Jiang Wen in his previous life.
At this time, Calvin still has the typical European depth in the main structure of his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, but whether it is the corners of his eyes or his lips, the East Asian race is based on civilization or blood, and its unique subtlety and rigidity are interpreted correctly.
Everything about his character.
But the look in his eyes would not change, even if this face was no longer the one Cassin was familiar with.
What Cassin couldn't forget was that no matter whether before or after he awakened his psychic powers, he never showed a look of disgust towards her and her sisters. It was a rare memory that this silent warrior had never seen before and would never see again.
"Calvin?" Cassin subconsciously gestured with sign language, and aware of the communication barriers between them, she looked around with some embarrassment, and then locked her eyes on the unsworn one who was still in a limp state.
Calvin's next words interrupted her attempt to pull up her subordinate, and she turned her questioning and slightly reminiscing gaze to the person in front of her again.
"Have you forgotten? I can understand sign language..." Calvin sighed in a low voice.
The expected meeting turned into this embarrassing situation for some reason, but fortunately, he finally stopped Cassin and did not let her completely cut off the communication channel.
Yes, he knows these silent warriors too well.
Orders and disciplines do not apply to these adherents of the Silent Oath, because from the perspective of responsibility and obligation, their contribution to the empire far exceeds their return.
They knew that they were special from the beginning, and they knew their status in human society even more clearly. The Emperor's use of them had too many obvious utilitarian qualities, and they never had any objections to this.
Their sense of belonging is the only reason why they are still willing to fight for the empire, and if they are determined to disobey, then neither Calvin nor Trajan, nor even the emperor, may be able to do much.
They are devotees and victims. You cannot order them unless they want to.
"Long time no see, Cassin." Calvin stood up and walked towards Sister Silence.
And his body, which was so strong that it dwarfed the Marshal of the Forbidden Army, naturally attracted Cassin's attention.
"Why...are you here? No..." Cassin's question was interrupted by herself. She was slightly confused at first, then interrupted the previous question and pointed the question in a new direction:
"Your identity? Who do you represent now?" Cassin asked.
This is a problem of lack of information.
Although Cassin is now the leader of the Black Ship, and after inheriting the political legacy of the previous lady, he has a very high say in the entire Star Language Court.
But after all, she does not belong to the branch of the Throne Court, and the scope of her knowledge is accordingly limited to the Star Language Court.
She could only get the common sense and secrets belonging to the Astartes that could be displayed within the empire, but the information about the Gray Knights and the original body was not accessible to her at all.
Of course, normal people's rationality also restricted her imagination.
Therefore, this old friend who could get along with him on an equal footing with an officer of the Imperial Guards naturally became a standard senior Gray Knight in her eyes.
"I, represent the Gray Knights, Tribunal." Calvin was familiar with the sign language of these nuns, and could naturally adjust the inverted word order of Gothic word by word according to the rhythm that was easiest for them to understand.
"Okay, let's talk." There are not too many qualifying words, and there is no nostalgia when old friends meet.
The words expressed in Cassin's hands were turning serious along with his face. They had never been able to relate to ordinary human women, so the gentleness in their eyes was already the greatest kindness this Silent Sister had towards Calvin.
"A mission, the empire is facing a crisis, and we need you and your sisters." Calvin glanced at Trajan beside him, and then said to Cassin.
"It is our duty." Cassin still looked at Calvin calmly, but turned a blind eye to Trajan who was just one step away.
Calvin shook his head slightly, taking in the atmosphere between the two.
He opened his mouth in embarrassment, and finally said to Cassin: "No, this is not enough. We need more people."
"What do you mean?" Cassin's nimble fingers stagnated for a moment, and her slightly dilated pupils showed that she understood what Calvin meant.
This lady, who had maintained her composure and tenacity ever since she entered the hall, finally felt a little at a loss at this moment. She first looked at Calvin carefully, and then looked at the Forbidden Army beside her with sudden realization.
"You, no, it's you, want to restart the Silent Order?"
"Yes." Calvin answered in the affirmative.
After getting the answer, Cassin first took a deep breath and digested the news brought by Calvin. Then he looked at Trajan, who had been silent, with a complicated expression, and said with some revenge:
"It's too late, it's too late."
Too late? The two men looked at each other and then looked at Cassin. They subconsciously regarded Cassin's answer as an apology and rejection of past betrayal.
The Marshal of the Forbidden Army calmed down his tone for a moment, and apologized to the nun in front of him in the most sincere manner:
"I... no, my brothers and I have an unshirkable responsibility in this matter..."
However, Cassin's sign language interrupted Trajan's words again, and her calm expression and flying fingers gave Calvin an ominous premonition:
"No! This is not a rejection, but a fact. It's too late, they are gone.
I can contact you, but after they left the temple, they no longer had a place to stay. Except for a few sisters who were taken in by the Black Ship Alliance, the rest have long since disappeared..."
It was such bad news that Calvin and Trajan looked at each other.
Although they are aware of the ecology of the untouchables at the bottom of the empire, when it comes to the Sisters of Silence, they still cannot believe it but have to accept this cruel reality.
Yes, the Sisters of Silence who lost the protection of the empire, after returning their swords and taking off their armor, once again became an unpopular group.
In the past thousands of years, this group has never had any doubts about the significance of its existence, nor has it left any escape route for itself and other sisters to protect themselves outside of battle.
And when the decree from Terra fell from the sky, but those comrades who had fought side by side for thousands of years remained silent.
These silent women first fell into a daze of panic, and then accepted their fate of being abandoned in despair and helplessness.
The officials of the empire were at the door of the monastery where they relied for a living, and in the distant sky, the warships belonging to the battle nuns had vaguely appeared.
They could only look at each other full of regret, and then, at the urging of Terra's messenger, they prayed for the last time to the emperor's icon in the monastery, and then quietly left the home where they had lived for generations in loneliness and silence.