Laiko Fishmen are Really Delicious, This is Why Father Wanted Them

At the eastern fringe of the galaxy, the Pladis Zeta System.

The 10th Battalion's fleet leapt out of the Warp. Beneath the light of the star, the dark void seemed to shatter into fragments as black warships emerged from the translation point one after another.

Aboard the Flanders, flagship of the 36th Company, Sasebo Tezuka stood on the observation deck, gazing at the warships in the void.

He said jokingly, "I've heard people from the other battalions say the lord has always been imitating Father, from his appearance to the battalion's heraldry."

"Our battalion's emblem is a rose painted in shadow. Like the legion's insignia, it is all shadow."

"I don't think so." Melon stepped out of the shadows.

"The company commander, and the three lieutenants, often step out of shadows."

"Believe me, they possess some kind of—power of shadow," the Telekinesis Psyker said with certainty.

"When they hide in the shadows, they're very hard to find."

"They are Royal Court Friars, wielding the power granted by Father." Longing mingled in Sasebo Tezuka's tone.

"Yes. We've also entered the observation list," Melon said in a low voice.

"Six new chaplains have been assigned to the company recently, and Chief Chaplain Pat has also come to the battalion."

"If we don't want to lose our qualifications, we all need to be careful."

"I will abide by every creed, just as I always have," Sasebo said confidently. He had always been a model, ever since the training base on Luna.

It was precisely through his own outstanding performance that he had been able to distinguish himself, pass the screening, and be chosen to become one of the Shadow of Order.

The two then followed the corridor toward the strategium.

As the airlock pumped, Melon turned his gaze into the chamber, looking at