"I witnessed the birth of a saint." Abbess Gevisiting watched Lin Fan raise the holy icon high, unable to help recalling Inquisitor Vissi's orders.
The Battle Sisters had to protect him and follow him at all costs...
At first, she had not understood why Inquisitor Vissi had been so grave, but their long acquaintance had led her to trust her.
Now, the answer had been revealed. Captain Soap was one chosen by The Emperor, born to save the countless people of the Imperium.
Inquisitor Vissi, however, furrowed her brow. She rejoiced at having witnessed The Emperor's miracle, but there were far too many people who had witnessed such a secret. She immediately wanted to purge some of those in the know.
The Space Marines had their own methods. She herself could handle the Battle Sisters, and some of the storm troopers could be suitably eliminated. But the soldiers who fought at Lin Fan's side gave Vissi a headache.
Should she protect the secret at the cost of offending one chosen by The Emperor?
Loyal Vissi believed it was her duty. A dangerous gleam flickered in her narrowed eyes, but when she looked at those devout soldiers, their filthy, battered armor worn through harsh fighting, and the blood-red bandages wrapped around them, the stubbornness in her heart quietly crumbled.
"...The saint will make his own decision..."
Vissi shook her head, closed her eyes, and earnestly basked in the nourishment of The Emperor's great power.
As the enormous falling object was deflected by the shield, The Emperor's calm voice echoed through Lin Fan's mind.
"Actually, you could have been a little more polite."
"Ahem. It was an emergency. If I hadn't shouted like that, I figured you'd have watched a while longer."
"The clothes you wear carry the scent of the Golden