Oh, Hell! The Inquisition Is Here!

Valens stood in front of the observation window, looking at the twelve Mothership- class Bio-ship.

hiss...

Um...

He wasn't unfamiliar with the Tyranids; he had investigated cases of Tyranids invasions and watched footage of Tyranids battles.

I've prepared myself mentally, but sometimes I still feel like my brain isn't quite up to the task.

His deputy stood beside him, his face pale. "Sir... that is..."

Inquisitor Valens nodded. "I saw it. Control your expression and don't say anything more."

Based on past records, when dealing with Lord Lin En, the worst thing you can do is talk too much.

Then he instructed the messenger, "Send a message requesting a meeting with Lord Lin En."

He appeared very calm.

However, Valens was actually quite shocked when he first saw the Purple Carapace Chapter.

Seeing such massive Tyranids Bio-ship lying obediently on the planet like dogs is a sight that would leave anyone in awe.

However, he was the key figure in this fleet inspection, so he couldn't show it.

Despite all the mental preparation, the sheer size of the creatures was overwhelming. The sheer shock of witnessing the Tyranid Fleet lying on Desolate Planet, under human control, was indescribable.

He panicked, and his subordinates panicked even more.

fine.

He is a Grand Inquisitor.

Show his professionalism!

Stay calm and professional! Lead your team well.

The messenger responded and bowed to issue the order. A series of beeping sounds came from the other end of the communication line.

Valens put his hands behind his back, his emotions calming down a bit; he wasn't as tense as before.

"Has the communication been sent?"

The messenger responded, "Sent, sir. The Bolomite Orbital Defense Center has received it and is forwarding it."

The Bolomite Orbital Defense Center's response to the request for berthing clearance has been transferred to the Night Goddess.

Valens nodded. "Prepare the shuttle boat. We'll head over once they give us a reply."

"Yes, sir!"

After sending the message, you wait for a reply.

Inquisitor Valens stood on the bridge, looking out the Porthole at the Desolate Planet and the Purple Carapace Chapter.

The people on the bridge of the Eye of Truth calmed down and began to attend to their own tasks.

Valens looked at the Tyranids on the Desolate Planet.

The tentacles of those Bio-ship were retracted, and they made no aggressive moves.

He studied them for a long time, memorizing the location, orientation, and size of each Mothership.

He also noticed Transport Shuttle flying near the Desolate Planet.

The Purple Carapace Chapter lay motionless as Transport Shuttle continuously flew back and forth, traversing the void, reaching the mouth of the Bio-ship, and then turning back, one trip after another.

Those Transport Shuttle seemed completely unfazed by these enormous Tyranids creatures; were they... the Transport Shuttle of the Lamenters?

They kept pouring things back and forth towards the mouth of the Bio-ship.

What is that? Feed? Remains?

During his observation, he noticed even more things.

When receiving feed, the Bio-ship did not fight over it; the Mothership ate first, and the Escort Frigate ate later, in an orderly manner.

Patrol boats were flying around the Desolate Planet on fixed routes at a high frequency, indicating that they were observing the status of the Bio-ship. This showed that the Lamenters were not entirely unprepared for these Tyranids.

The recorder whispered, "Sir, should we send a formal document to Bolomite first?"

Valens shook his head. "Let's wait for a reply. We are guests, and the authority of the Inquisition won't work with Lord Lin En."

He continued to look out the Porthole; the Purple Carapace Chapter on the Desolate Planet were still lying motionless.

The Tyranids have not made any aggressive moves; the Transport Shuttle are feeding them, and there are patrols around the Desolate Planet.

Lord Lin En's control is stable, not temporary.

If humans can restrict the movement of a creature, train it to accept food, and control it to prevent it from attacking humans, then that is roughly equivalent to domestication.

How exactly did Lord Lin En manage to control the Tyranids?

I don't understand.

Let's continue to wait for Bolomite ' reply.

Bolomite's communication reply arrived at the Eye of Truth shortly afterward.

The communications officer transferred the signal to the bridge, and a line of text appeared on the screen: The Lamenters - Malakim Phoros.

Valens walked over and stood in front of the screen.

The communications soldier pressed play.

It was a message from Phoros, the Chapter Inquisitor of the Lamenters: "Your Excellency, Lord Lin En is aware of your arrival. Please land at the Bolomite Orbital Defense Center, where our Lord will meet you. Please bring your entourage. Our Lord looks forward to seeing you."

Polite, formal, and neither servile nor arrogant.

He's changed so much from the passive, silent, Lamenters I remembered.

After reviewing the communications, Inquisitor Valens instructed his entourage to prepare for the landing.

The deputy asked, "Sir, how many men should we take down?"

Inquisitor Valens said, "Just the four of us: me, you, the recorder, and the attendant."

The deputy was taken aback. "Only four?"

Inquisitor Valens said, "Have you forgotten what Inquisitor Van Del relayed to us? Relaying too much only makes us seem aggressive."

Bringing too much is useless.

If Lord Lin En truly harbors hostility, no matter how many people he brings, it won't be enough.

Given Bolomite's current military strength, would bringing all the Inquisition's Stormtroopers and Grey Knights be of any use?

If Lord Lin En has no hostility, then it doesn't matter how many people you bring.

He had made two preparations.

If Lin En is a saint, he should treat him with respect.

If Lin En is a heretic, he will fight him to the death.

But he hoped it would be the former.

He stood on the bridge, looking out the Porthole at Bolomite. The Forge World spun and glittered in the distance. The reconstructed Industrial Zone was smoking, and plasma pipes were flashing.

This is a planet where humanity is recovering and prospering.

I wish there were more planets like this in the future.

May the Emperor protect you.

After reading those four words, Inquisitor Valens withdrew his hand from behind his back, straightened his collar, and tugged at his cuffs. Once he was sure everything was in order, he turned and walked toward the bridge entrance.

His deputy followed behind him, the recorder followed behind his deputy, and his attendants followed at the very back.

The four men walked out of the bridge, into the corridor, and headed toward the deck shuttle boat of the Eye of Truth.

*******

"Oh no! The Inquisition is coming!!!"

Bolomite received the news.

The Inquisition sent Inquisitor.

The Purple Carapace Chapter needs to be inspected.

The message traveled from the Orbital Defense Center to the ground, from the ground to the Industrial Zone, from the Industrial Zone to the residential zone, from the residential zone to the underground fortress, and from the underground fortress to the ears of the Lamenters were clearing the steel rubble.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

The Lamenters stood on the ruins, looking up at the sky.

The workers stood beside the assembly line, turning to look at their colleagues.

Residents stood at the entrance of their residential area, with their families and children, looking at each other.

Everyone at Bolomite was thrown into a panic. Everyone except Lin En was a little flustered, wondering what the purpose of the Inquisition's visit was.

Are they here to arrest their parents?

After all, the idea of humans controlling the Tyranids is unheard of.