Our lord was seriously powerful-!!!

The entire Bolomite group was on high alert, following Lord Lin En to the Starport to prepare for the arrival and guidance of the Inquisition's Inquisitor.

With fewer people, what will happen to Lord Lin En if the Inquisition bullies them?!

When welcoming the Inquisitor, Cecilia raised the reception protocol at the Orbital Defense Center to the highest level. Two rows of honor guards stood, and the Chapter's combat brothers lined up in three rows, wearing full Power Armor, polished to a gleaming shine, and standing ramrod straight.

Iron Hammer pulled a line of workers from the Industrial Zone to serve as a backdrop.

The workers washed their faces and changed their clothes, then stood behind the honor guard. Not knowing where to put their welding torches, they stood straight with them behind their backs, which ironically gave them a somewhat elite air.

The residents stood at the very back, the elderly holding children, and the young people craning their necks.

Phoros stood at the front with the leaders of the Lamenters. His blond hair was tied in a ponytail, and his blue eyes were calmly staring at the ground, seemingly lost in thought.

Gabriel Seth stood next to Phoros, while the Flesh Tearers Chapter, sporting a bald head, also stared at the ground, lost in thought.

Sentoyor stood a little further back, without a helmet, revealing his pale skin, golden vertical pupils, and long, thin fangs.

He was determined to defy the Inquisition, like a stubborn man.

The top brass of all three Chapter had arrived, standing behind their Chapter Master in full ceremonial Power Armor, their lips pursed and faces cold.

Lord Lin En stood at the very front of them, wearing his beloved little sunglasses.

He took out his phone and started playing with it, standing very casually, seemingly not nervous at all.

Everyone was nervous for him.

Hey, Lord Lin En, can't you be serious for once? This is your first time facing the Inquisition head-on!

But then look at the two Custodian Tribune standing next to him...

Oh, I'll make sure that Inquisitor never leaves alive!

Everyone secretly got excited.

The docking hatch of the Bolomite Starport faces the outside void, with a transparent force field separating it from the vacuum.

Everyone stared at the hatch, waiting for the Inquisition ship to dock.

When the Inquisitor came down, they swarmed him... and then did this and that, and that and that... leaving the Inquisitor in Bolomite forever, and then telling the Inquisition that the ship had accidentally crashed!

Iron Hammer stood in the group in the Industrial Zone, sandwiched between the workers and the Astartes, his feet shuffling back and forth.

He whispered to a Blood Knights next to him, "How many people do you think they brought? Can we beat them?"

The Blood Knights replied quietly, "I don't know, but don't the Inquisition usually bring a Storm Legion with them when they go out?"

Iron Hammer nodded. "I think so too. At least five companies, Stormtroopers, Grey Knights, and maybe even armored vehicles."

Another worker nearby said, "I heard that when the Inquisition officials come down, they're always surrounded by a large entourage, hundreds of them, a sea of black."

Iron Hammer swallowed hard. "So, is our force enough?"

No one answered him.

Everyone looked ahead.

The signal light at the docking hatch has illuminated.

The green light circled once, and the Starport dock opened.

A warship slowly approached from the void outside, the blue-white flames from its Engine nozzles gradually dying down.

The warship was huge, even larger than the original Battle Barge of the Lamenters, and it exuded a strong sense of oppression.

The commoners involuntarily took a half step back, but after thinking for a moment, Lord Lin En bravely stood back.

The Inquisition's warship slid into the docking berth and came to a stop.

The airtight door closed, air rushed in, then the warship's hatch opened, and the elevator descended.

Iron Hammer craned his neck, waiting for the crowd to surge out from inside.

Stormtrooper, Grey Knights, Inquisitor, Follower, Clerk, Armed Guard?

A person came out.

Another person came out.

Another person came out.

Another person came out.

And that was it.

... Just four people?

Lin En and his sister went to greet them.

Iron Hammer was dumbfounded.

"..." The Astartes brothers in the honor guard stood ramrod straight, their eyes darting around as they exchanged a subtle glance.

What kind of approach is this?

[have no idea.]

[Never mind that, just calm down and enjoy each bite!]

An elderly person was holding a child, while the young people were as quiet as chickens. The child didn't cry, and the elderly person didn't try to comfort the child. Everyone stared at the four people in disbelief.

Is this all the setup is for the Inquisition?

Moreover, it appears that only the one at the very front is the leader.

He was wearing the Inquisition's black uniform, with the collar buttoned up meticulously.

A young man followed behind him, presumably his deputy.

Behind him was a recorder carrying a notebook, and at the very back was an attendant carrying a box.

No stormtroopers, no Grey Knights, no armored vehicles, no retinue—just four people traveling light, like on a simple errand.

"Just... just four?"

"It seems so."

"Where's the grand entrance ceremony you were promised for the Inquisition?"

"I... I've never seen it either."

Four people walked down the gangway of the shuttle boat.

The leader walked at the front, his boots landing on the deck of the Star Harbor.

He stopped, looked up, and his gaze swept over the welcoming crowd, then he spotted Lord Lin En at a glance.

The leader immediately lowered his shoulders slightly, tilted his head forward a little, and smiled. He quickly walked up to their Lord Lin En and stood still.

"Lord Lin En!"

"I am Valens, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition of Ordo Hereticus, here on the orders of the Lord Inquisitor of the Inner Circle Council to conduct a routine inspection and security assessment in Bolomite."

"Inquisitor Valens, it's been a long time. How have you been? I didn't expect it would be you here." Lord Lin En greeted him with a smile, and judging from his tone, they seemed to know each other.

Everyone was completely confused and could only watch Lin En and the Inquisitor exchange pleasantries, muttering "Aba aba" to themselves.

As expected of Lord Lin En! He even has connections with the Inquisitor!

"Thank you for your concern. It's only been a little over a year since we last Polia, and I never imagined you'd become such a prominent figure." The Inquisitor leader and their Lord Lin En exchanged compliments.

The leader paused again, then said in a humble tone, "First of all, please allow me to express my sincere apologies. This inspection is a necessary procedure and is not targeted at you personally. The Inquisition has no intention of targeting the Emperor's Envoy. However, the situation of the Purple Carapace Chapter is special, and the Inner Circle Council needs a formal assessment report, hence this routine inspection. Please forgive any offense caused."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly, waiting for Lin En's response.

The Star Harbor fell silent again in an instant.

Everyone was speechless.

Although the Astartes fighting brothers' faces were obscured by their helmets, their still figures suggested they had suffered a great shock.

What is Inquisition?

The Inquisition was the most terrifying institution in the Imperium; wherever Inquisition members went, the people there had to kneel down and respectfully accept their judgment.

A single word from Inquisitor in the Inquisition can incinerate a planet or wipe out a Chapter.

The Inquisition they had seen were filled with haughty officers, issuing orders with impunity.

With Stormtroopers and Grey Knights by his side, he could move in any direction without being forced to make way.

Now, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition stood before Lin En, head bowed, offering apologies, his tone as soft as a subordinate reporting to the authorities.

Where had they ever seen Inquisition act like this?

No wonder Lord Lin En said there was nothing to worry about in the Inquisition.

Lord Lin En stood there, adjusting his small sunglasses. "You're too kind, there's no need for that."

The crowd slowly fell silent again, trying their best not to embarrass their Lord Lin En.

The Astartes comrades in the honor guard stood even straighter, their chests puffed out like roosters in their Power Armor.

Brothers and sisters, could you spare a second of your time to introduce this to me?

My lord is truly powerful!