Professional at Raiding and Wiping Out Entire Families!

The list that Alvin gave them contained more than forty families!

These families were all "targets" that Alvin had found through his seemingly casual strolls, but in reality, by secretly deploying miniature detection robots!

The task he assigned to Afkar was to play the role of a bandit, or a Chaos interstellar warrior, and to make the charade real!

What?

You're saying the nobles are innocent too?

I'm sorry, but the Imperium nobles, and even Alvin himself, believe that very few of them can be considered "innocent."

However, some nobles remained steadfast in the face of Chaos, while others fawned over them, displaying servility and obsequiousness.

The Jabba Family is the best evidence.

If they had truly had more backbone, they wouldn't have ended up losing their heads.

Unfortunately, shouting for Blood for the Blood God and Skulls for the Skull Throne in front of Afkar is truly audacious. For Afkar and his followers, who had just submitted and shed the label of "Fallen Angel," the words "Chaos" and "betrayal" were absolute taboos; anyone who mentioned them would die!

"Is it all resolved?"

Afkar's thoughts returned, and he turned to look at the others.

"Don't worry, Knight Commander, it's all taken care of. I guarantee the blame will fall on Khorne!" A Space Marine shook his head and said smugly.

Snap!

Afkar raised his hand and slapped him across the helmet, yelling, "Horok, if you're not thinking straight, I'll have the Tech-Priest replace your brain! How many times have I told you, call me Lord!"

Horok, who had just been slapped again, shrank back and said, "Yes, my lord."

"Very good, has the treasure vault been found?" Afkar asked again.

Their mission this time, besides confiscating property and exterminating families, naturally also included looting and taking away all the assets of these greedy nobles.

"Found it, Lord Knight." Horok nodded blankly, but then asked, "But sir, how are we going to take all that stuff from the vault?"

"Who said we took it?" Afkar gave him a wary look, then said calmly, "We're only responsible for exterminating the clan; as for confiscating their property, that's handled by others."

"There are others?"

Horok scratched his head. "Is it His Highness Alvin who's coming in person?"

That day, while they were in the tavern, they all witnessed Alvin conjure up a whole bunch of things out of thin air, which led them to think of this place.

"No."

Afkar shook his head. "I don't know the specifics either. His Highness only said that after the extermination of the clan, he would arrange for someone to be in charge of confiscating their property."

"Like those strange mechanical birds?" Horok immediately thought of the mechanical birds and beasts that had helped them earlier, shielding the Jabba Family from their surveillance and signals, allowing them to infiltrate smoothly.

Those bizarre, Xenos creations are not only capable of transformation, but also possess some convenient functions; they are truly remarkable.

Maybe.

Afkar was also unsure of the origins of these mechanical creations, but considering that Alvin was a Rogue Trader, it wasn't surprising.

It's not unusual for Rogue Trader to have some Xenos technology, right?

Suddenly, several muffled knocks came from outside the banquet hall, accompanied by a hoarse, mechanical greeting. "Hello,"

I was sent by His Highness to oversee the follow-up work.

They arrived so quickly!

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Afkar paused for a few seconds, then gestured with his eyes for the others to stand guard at the door, before telling Horok, "Go open the door, be careful."

Boom!

After the door opened, a figure walked into the banquet hall.

Under the bright light of the crystal chandelier, Afkar and the others' pupils contracted slightly, and they all showed a wary posture, subconsciously revealing a hint of disgust.

It was a highly sophisticated humanoid creature made entirely of machinery, with a face that was very similar to a human's, and you could even see changes in its expression.

Dressed in a tailcoat and hat, and carrying a cane, he appeared like a nobleman, seemingly unconcerned by the disapproving looks from Afkar and the others. He naturally removed his hat, bowed, and said, "Good evening, everyone. I am sent by 'His Highness' to handle the aftermath. My code name is - Butler."

Housekeeper?!

Afkar, barely suppressing his disgust, said in a low voice, "Are you... the Abominable Intelligence? Or... the Iron Man?!"

The butler's appearance and behavior were just too much like "Iron Man," and topics related to "intelligence" were strictly forbidden in the Imperium!

"To be precise, my race should be 'Transformers,' belonging to the Autobots."

The butler smiled and pointed out the window, "They are also one of us. In your words, they are probably Xenos? Silicon-based life forms, not the same type as the Iron Man you understand."

Upon hearing this, Afkar breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the Rogue Trader were very bold, but he absolutely did not want this His Highness Alvin to cross the line of the "Iron Man"!

"There's a lot of stuff here, how are you going to move it?" Now that it was confirmed the other party wasn't Iron Man, Afkar was naturally concerned about how to complete the task assigned to him. "Do you need our help?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Sir Knight Afkar, but this is a small matter; I can handle it myself." The butler put his hat back on and smiled, "Please take me there; the rest—you don't need to worry about it."

I'll take you there.

Afkar was also curious, so he led the way, wanting to see how this Xenos would move the Jabba Family's treasure accumulated over a century.

The Jabba Family's treasury, located directly above the banquet hall, at the spire, spans almost fifteen stories and is filled with the treasures the Jabba Family has plundered from Avalon over the past century.

This includes a variety of precious and ancient finely crafted armor and Power sword, rare and Xenos artifacts, and even equipment and machinery used to arm arm the military. It also includes a large quantity of military weaponry.

"It's right here. How are you going to take it?"

Afkar turned to look at the butler.

"It's very simple."

The butler smiled slightly, and without making any move, the entire warehouse of weapons was suddenly enveloped by an energy field. Then all the items were compressed until they formed a cube with a diameter of a few centimeters.

The butler pinched the cube, inserted it into its chest area, looked at the bewildered Afkar, and smiled, "As you can see, it's that simple. Just a slight modification to their molecular structure is all it takes."

"Gulp."

Afkar swallowed hard. Despite his many experiences and knowledge of Xenos technology, he had never seen anything like the Transformers' ability to compress objects and alter their molecular structure at will!

If this capability could be applied to warfare, it would reduce logistical pressure by more than half, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it could even determine the outcome of a war!

Soon, the butler emptied the entire Jabba Family's collection of treasures accumulated over hundreds of years. Not only that, he also took the two main doors and the gold, jewels, and other decorations in the banquet hall, leaving them completely looted!

As Afkar and the Dark Angels stared in disbelief, the butler calmly left, as if nothing had happened.

After a moment, Afkar withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Stop daydreaming, our mission isn't finished yet."

Don't forget the families on the list His Highness mentioned—leave none alive!

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.