Compared to the difficulties they faced when conquering Cassius in Necromunda, Lynn and Rena have both greatly improved their strength.
Not only were Lynn's physical abilities enhanced, but he could even vaguely sense his Warp Essence.
However, he had no intention of embracing it; he had Rena and did not crave Psychic Power.
Meanwhile, Rena's swarm consciousness has become increasingly powerful, which has greatly increased the system's attack strength.
Dealing with Sorine was a piece of cake; she could be easily manipulated.
After an unknown amount of time, her Chaos consciousness gradually cleared. Sorine was panting heavily, her muscles aching all over.
The purple Psychic Power chains remained bound to her, firmly restricting her movements.
Lynn's purple eyes, however, were silently watching her with a playful smile.
"What exactly do you want? You damned heretic!"
Sorine's voice became a little hoarse; she felt that her thoughts had undergone a subtle change during the Chaos she had just experienced.
It felt as if Lynn had seen through everything about her, and that feeling of being seen through made her very uncomfortable.
The anger and shame welling up inside her made her eyes look particularly terrifying.
Lynn didn't answer her question; she simply raised her hand and gently removed the PDF helmet from her head.
Her long, silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, glistening with a few specks of frost, and a stunningly beautiful face appeared under the light.
With high-set brows, a straight nose, and blazing red eyes filled with anger, her lips were tightly pressed together, showing a hint of stubbornness.
Even when trapped in dire straits, this Inquisitor maintained his pride, like a rose with thorns, refusing to bow his head.
Lynn's fingertips gently ran through her hair, wiping away the fine frost, and the smile in her purple eyes deepened.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, his deep voice carrying a hint of mockery:
"You... have a crush on your mentor, right?"
Sorine's fierce face, which seemed to want to tear Lynn apart, instantly turned completely red, from her cheeks to her ears.
His crimson pupils dilated, his eyes filled with shock and panic, as if all his pretense had been stripped away.
"Secret, unrequited love?"
"What are you talking about? How could something like that be possible?!"
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with a panicked, out-of-control urgency, as she desperately tried to refute, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her true thoughts.
Even his speech became stammering, a far cry from his usual calm and rationality.
Lynn looked at her flustered appearance, chuckled mischievously, and focused his consciousness on the virtual system interface.
I gently clicked the [ Forced Answer ] button.
With his current mental strength, he could easily exhaust Sorine without worrying about being backfired.
A powerful spiritual force surged from her purple eyes, flowing along the Psychic Power chains into Sorine's mind and forcibly taking control of her language system.
She felt as if her mouth was being controlled by an invisible force, completely beyond her control.
The words in my throat burst forth unhindered:
"Yes, yes, I like my mentor!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Sorine's eyes instantly reddened. She tried desperately to shut her mouth, but she was powerless to do so.
She stopped resisting and roared again, her voice filled with extreme shame and anger, and long-suppressed grievances:
I like him!!!
I've liked him from the very beginning!!!
This was a secret she had kept hidden in her heart for many years, a feeling she had never revealed to anyone.
Even she herself didn't dare to confront this emotion.
From the moment I became Abel Varro's student, this feeling took root in my heart, slowly transforming from initial admiration into a secret crush.
But she was just an ordinary Inquisitor, while Abel was the Grand Inquisitor; the distance between them was like an insurmountable chasm.
Moreover, Abel was a staunch orthodox believer who vehemently abhorred all heresy and Xenos.
But she had unknowingly become the very thing she once despised.
This affection can only be hidden deep in my heart, buried in the deepest corner, never daring to be revealed.
But now, she has been forcibly exposed by a complete stranger, even forced to say it herself.
The emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted at this moment, and tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
"Woo~ Hmph~ Woo~"
Lynn and the miniature Ripper on his shoulder both let out a meaningful "Oh~".
His knowing look filled Sorine with shame and indignation, making her wish she could disappear into the ground.
Lynn gave Rena a look, as if to say, "See, I told you so."
Rena blinked her compound eyes and gently nuzzled Lynn's cheek, also experiencing the delightful pleasure of listening to "gossip".
Just as Sorine was immersed in shame, anger, and grievance, Lynn's voice rang out again.
"But your mentor, Abel Varro, is the most steadfast orthodox member of the Inquisition, and he vehemently despises everything about the Xenos, isn't he?"
Sorine replied, embarrassed and indignantly, "Yes."
He took a step forward, getting closer to Sorine, the light in his purple eyes growing increasingly eerie.
"But in order to prove yourself and gain his approval, you did not hesitate to use Xenos technology and Psychic Power means."
"You act as Inquisitor, punishing heretics, yet you're doing the same things as them, aren't you?"
Sorine's body trembled violently, her tears stopped, and she answered again, "Yes."
A fierce flame reignited in her crimson eyes as she stared intently at Lynn, her teeth grinding together.
Even bound by Psychic Power chains, he still retained the ruthlessness of Inquisitor:
"No matter what you do to me, whether you kill me or pollute my genes, you will not escape the judgment of the Inquisition!"
Heretic! The moment I die, my mentor will discover it immediately and grind you and your Tyranids to dust!
Perhaps Lynn will use her secret to threaten her, forcing her to betray the Inquisition and become his accomplice.
But he was wrong. As Inquisitor, her pride wouldn't allow her to bow to heresy, even if all her secrets were exposed.
Even if it costs her her life, she will make this heretic pay the price he deserves.
"Am I a heretic? Hahahaha!"
Looking at her defiant and resolute demeanor, Lynn suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the cramped carriage.
He laughed for a long time before stopping, then reached into his pocket, took out a Dataslate, and pulled out a video.
Under Sorine's furious gaze, he pressed the play button right in front of her.