Oh, you said you saw Confessor Delia become corrupted? That hardly counted as a big deal. Back on Landes, we had personally built a magic circle to summon Nurgle. When it came to understanding the aura of daemonic corruption, us soldiers knew a thing or two. Colonel Erika wasn't panicking, so I advised you not to panic either.
At that thought, Commissar Cain gave a miserable smile. He felt that he had gone mad. Delia and Lin Fan, who looked perfectly normal before him, were nothing but illusions.
The truth was that this planet had already become a playground for daemons. He had disappointed The Emperor and failed to live up to the commissar's greatcoat he wore.
Seeing Commissar Cain like this, Lin Fan knew the man had probably gotten the wrong idea. Still, it was only natural. Any soldier raised on Imperial propaganda would think the same way, to say nothing of a commissar from the Schola Progenium.
Though Commissar Cain could be somewhat unreliable in private, his Loyalty to The Emperor was absolutely genuine.
"Commissar Cain, come with me. I'll explain everything."
Lin Fan also called Erika over. Although Erika and her soldiers had never wavered, Lin Fan felt it was necessary to put some of her minor worries to rest.
Lin Fan deliberately found a secret room. Commissar Cain and Colonel Erika sat quietly before him, and he had even prepared a board to illustrate the delicate relationship between The Emperor and Chaos.
"Commissar Cain, please take my hand."
Commissar Cain looked at Lin Fan's outstretched hand and hesitated, but he still clasped it firmly.
Colonel Erika took Lin Fan's other hand.
Then Lin Fan called upon The Emperor and drew Commissar Cain and Erika into the Golden Throne.
It was still that place glittering with golden