The Ripper completed its reconnaissance, silently retraced its steps, and shrunk back into Lynn's sleeve.
"Confirmed, they're not on our side." Rena's thoughts were tinged with a chilling killing intent.
"Should we deal with her now?"
Lynn gently shook her head, responding with her thoughts. "No rush, let me probe her a bit more."
At this point, both of them believed that the "soldier" was Sorine's spy.
Until the moment Lynn reached out and put his hand on Sorine's shoulder.
He was just casually testing the waters to see how the eyeliner would react.
But the instant his fingers touched her shoulder armor, he sensed a faint yet exceptionally sharp killing intent.
With Lynn's current strength, even if Cassius came, without using any equipment, he might not be able to get close enough to defeat him.
But the murderous intent emanating from this "soldier" made him feel threatened.
At that moment, he realized that the woman hiding in the guard was not an ordinary informant.
It was Sorine Wimlot herself.
Thinking of this, Lynn's lips curled into a smile, and he brought up the system interface after a long time.
A pink light curtain unfolded at the edge of his field of vision, with text and icons clearly visible on it.
The [side quest binding slot], which had been empty for a long time, was now flashing a faint red light, indicating that it could be bound to the next target.
In the shadow of the standard helmet, Lynn revealed a somewhat wicked smile.
"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me for being impolite."
His consciousness sank into the system and quickly locked onto Inquisitor Sorine.
[A high-value target that can be bound nearby has been detected]
[Target Identity]: Sorine Wimlot, Inquisitor of the Calixis Sector of the Ordo Hereticus
[Current Relationship Status] Follower/Followed
[Initial Favorability] -6
[System Assessment] This target exhibits initial hostility towards the host.
[Binding Difficulty]: Low.
[Risk of psychological backlash]: Low.
Lynn raised his hand, unfolding the target's detailed panel, a pale pink light swirling in his eyes:
[ Ordo Hereticus of the Calixis Sector of the Inquisitor, Sorine Wimlot (female)]
[Tags]: #Textbook-level tsundere#, #Unfinished teacher-student relationship#, #Poisonous rose#
[Initial Favorability]: -6 (Views you as a high-risk, suspicious target who must be thoroughly investigated, but deep down hopes you are innocent)
[Strategy Tip]: She wears heretical attire, wields heretical weapons, yet places the Inquisition's emblem on her heart.
She possesses heretical Psychic Power sufficient to be hunted by the Inquisition, yet she uses these powers to hunt down other heretics, attempting to prove that she remains "orthodox."
What she could least forgive was perhaps not the heresy, but herself in the mirror.
Danger rating: ★★★
Lynn looked at the tags "textbook-level tsundere" and "unfinished teacher-student project" several times, and fell into a brief silence.
Is that what he thinks?
Through the system link, Rena sensed the emotional fluctuations in his mind:
"What's on your mind?"
Lynn smiled with a hint of amusement.
"I'm thinking this guy is more interesting than we imagined."
Rena couldn't understand the definition of "interesting" at this moment.
In her Tyranids cognitive system, humans are only divided into three categories.
Biomass, infectable objects, and the unique Lynn.
The human woman hidden among the soldiers before me is of decent strength and of average biomass quality.
According to the Tyranids's rules, it's either eat or infect; there's no such thing as "interesting".
Lynn guessed what she was thinking and explained with a smile using her mind:
"If you try to kill her, she'll rather die than submit."
Lynn's smile grew even wider.
"But if you touch upon her biggest weakness—the one she fears most being known..."
"She'll keep your secret perfectly under control herself."
Rena remained silent for a moment, then did not ask any further questions.
She didn't understand the complexities of human psychology, nor did she understand those so-called "weaknesses" and "obsessions," but she trusted Lynn's judgment.
From the moment they met in the sewers of Necromunda, every decision Lynn made allowed the swarm to survive and thrive. Following him was never a mistake.
Lynn took one last look at the system panel and then closed the virtual interface.
The pale pink light disappeared from his eyes, and calm returned.
The Chimera Armoured Vehicle gradually came to a stop, the jolts in the vehicle completely disappeared, the roof lights went out, and the interior was plunged into darkness.
Immediately afterwards, a soft "clang" came from the car door, and a biting cold wind swept into the car.
"Everyone get out of the car! Dismissed!" The voice of the second lieutenant who came to greet them rang out from outside the car.
The soldiers stood up one by one, rubbing their numb legs, carrying their weapons, and filed off the train.
Sorine took a deep breath, suppressed all her emotions, and stood up with the crowd, placing her hand on the handrail inside the carriage, preparing to get off.
Once she leaves here, she can immediately head to the main hive and begin her investigation of Lynn.
Just as her foot was about to step out of the car, the door was suddenly slammed shut with a loud bang.
Outside the car door, the second lieutenant leading the team glanced at the closed door, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
He didn't step forward to ask any questions, but simply waved his hand, signaling the other soldiers to disperse.
The governor's thoughts were never something these insignificant people could fathom.
The soldiers quickly dispersed, leaving only the Chimera with its doors tightly shut in the garage.
The moment the car door closed, Sorine's first instinct was to take action.
His right hand suddenly reached for the Boltgun at his waist, and Psychic Power instantly condensed in his palm.
Black Psychic Power pulsed in his palm, preparing to tear through the disguise and deliver a full-force attack.
But the next second, her body was "stuck" in place, as if bound by invisible chains.
His limbs were stiff, and he couldn't even bend his fingers. The Psychic Power he had gathered dissipated instantly, like the receding tide, leaving no trace.
" Kerry von, what have you done?!"
Sorine's voice came from inside the helmet, filled with suppressed anger and panic.
She struggled desperately, but could only feel a powerful force holding her firmly in place, even her thoughts began to slow down.
Lynn slowly got up, walked to Sorine, and took off the PDF-standard helmet from his head.
His handsome yet aloof face was revealed, his purple eyes gleaming with an eerie light in the dim light.
The miniature Ripper that had been hiding in his cuffs also emerged at that moment, crawling up his arm and onto his shoulder.
Six compound eyes stared intently at Sorine, his body no longer concealed, emanating a terrifying pressure befitting a top predator of the Tyranids, enveloping the entire carriage.
The oppressive aura carried the chilling scent of a predator, as if asserting its dominance and telling the human before it.
She is the true owner of this place!
Sorine's body trembled violently, and her crimson eyes beneath her helmet widened in shock:
" Tyranids?!"
She finally understood, understood all of Lynn's abnormalities, and that unsettling aura about her.
This governor of Brevis, the Emperor's chosen one, has actually colluded with the Tyranids!
This is the most terrifying Xenos known to the Imperium of Man, a terrifying race aiming to devour the entire galaxy!
A chill ran through her, but before she could react further...
Suddenly, several purple chains flew out from Lynn's purple eyes and wrapped around her body as if they were alive.
From the neck to the limbs, it wrapped around layer upon layer, tightening more and more.
The Psychic Power chains carried intense mental pressure, and Sorine felt as if her mind had been emptied.
Consciousness was plunged into Chaos, and even the thought of resistance could not arise. He could only let that power completely control him.