At last... those bastards were gone...
Little Yi huddled inside Lin Fan's mouth, pondering his current mental state. She had a feeling that ever since he emerged from the Warp, something had gone wrong with his head.
"Tell me, do you still remember me?"
"You are the voice in my heart."
Well... that blow to the head had definitely knocked the wits out of him. Whether it was amnesia or something else, Little Yi had never really understood all that mystical nonsense in the Warp.
"Then you have to listen to me, understand?"
"Okay."
Not bad. At least this silly child was still willing to listen to her instead of going off on some religious nonsense. Little Yi hated religion, and she remembered that Lin Fan had always avoided that whole business of using religion to fool the masses whenever possible.
So it was my turn to help this silly boy? Help him recover his memories?
But how? She did not know much about the present-day Imperium of Man, so she could only find somewhere similar to the environment he had been in before.
The army was a good choice. Little Yi remembered that Lin Fan had spent a long time in the Astra Militarum. She might as well intimidate those religious types, then head to the army and slowly help him recover his memories.
"Honestly... later, you repeat after me, okay? I say one sentence, and you say one sentence. Understand?"
"Mm."
Such a good boy. That made things much easier. So Little Yi had Lin Fan repeat her words and successfully cowed those bishops in tall hats. They were now aboard a transport aircraft, rapidly heading for the Krieg 141st Regiment's garrison.
One bishop hesitated. He still wanted to persuade the Saint to remain in the church, preaching,