Warhammer Inquisitor

  Chapter 695 The End of Autumn: The Serpent's Fang

The majestic statue stands on the side of the waterfall halfway up the mountain. It is tall and majestic, holding a phoenix scepter and looking at the distant horizon. The moonlight shines on his face, making his face like a crystal under the silver moon. Reflected the dazzling brilliance.

Those rays of light refracted into the waterfall, and the falling water curtain instantly resembled a glowing galaxy. Every drop of water, every flying stream of water was tumbling with light. They flew straight down and fell from the balcony of the royal court. The light shines on the profile of the person standing here.

The refracted waterfall light also shone in the shadows behind the colonnade. In the dancing underwater spots, a person came out. Her tight leather pants shone brightly under the water light, and her long A long leather whip hung on the side of the waist, and the unique fresh blood that had not yet dried up also shone with a faint golden light under the moonlight.

  Her chest, the bare-breasted shirt still unbuttoned, looked like a snow-white field under the moonlight. She walked onto the terrace, and the sound of her high-heeled boots sounded like a song played by an orderly band.

Iriel turned around, his hands were behind his back, the long knife on his waist was slung across the side of his thigh, the pain pistol was also attached to the scabbard, and his hand was not far behind the **** of the gun, " Did you have a good time with him?" "Hmm, it's not bad, he...is still the same as before." Vivian shrugged and said, and Iriel nodded, "I hope you asked something, After all, he's still the same as you know him, isn't he?"

"What is he doing here?" Iriou asked, "The Black Library, he wants to go in." "In this galaxy, not just here, from the physical universe to the webway, and then to the subspace, he wants to get from the black library." There are many people who get secrets in the library, the key is not what they want to get in, but what they want to get in."

Vivian shrugged, a little helpless, "Then how do I know? He did tell me the reason for coming here. Halfway through our game, I found that any male creature would be very Buddhist at that moment, with a brain Say what you think, and never lie."

"Then you see me?" Iriel suddenly asked with a smile of interest, and Vivienne shrugged and sat on the armrest beside him. She hadn't buttoned up her shirt yet, showing half of her chest Outside, she held her chin, "You? Sometimes I really don't know what you like. My dear brother, you are not interested in women, nor in men."

Iriel laughed. He turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at the land in the distance, "Because there are only two types of people who approach you suddenly and show courteousness to you for no reason, liars who want to brush you off, and those with knives. assassin."

"Emotions are more reliable only after being conquered. You have to knock out the lion's teeth and let it be fed by you before it becomes loyal." Iriel said with a sneer, this is Comoros One of the many truths taught to them, whether it was created in batches from cloning tanks, or the dark Eldar who were really born in the mother's womb, the first thing they realized before learning to eat is that there is no love for no reason in this world .

  All love has a purpose. The love of parents comes from investment in the future, and the love of siblings is the instinct of animals to hug together. Before grabbing food, the so-called team members are more like a joke.

   "You've learned this a long time ago, so I don't need to teach it, but that's why we're still alive and standing here, dear sister, to use love, not to be used by love."

"Isn't that how this ark came about? You don't really love that stupid young prophet, do you? And he doesn't know how to love his real face, so he, and his ark, are now in our hands. "

Iriel looked at it with a smile, quite proud and proud, he raised his head with his hands behind his back, "Is there no shortage of idiots in this world?" "As you said, dear brother." "Well, I'm still worried Do you really love that human being, but I think I should be worrying too much, now tell me what he told you." "I just told you, you don't believe me?" "Of course I believe dear Weiwei Ann, my sister, but... tell me again."

Iriel stared at Vivienne's eyes and asked softly, but those eyes were as bright as those of a snake. Vivienne looked at those eyes for a while and then sat up. She crossed her legs in front of her and looked at it. To the waterfall behind him, "He's going to the Black Library, the reason. Forget it, anyway, there is a high probability that he made it up. Even at that time, a man like him would hide himself like a wolf. The fangs are always staring at your neck."

  Vito is indeed like this on the bed, although he is staring at the tattoo on his neck and boasting that he has good taste, but he doesn't pay much attention to other places.

   "He knows that you are the only one who has been to the Black Library and knows how to get there. Well, strictly speaking, how to get in standing up, and not get out sideways."

"Indeed, this has brought me a lot of wealth, and too many people are willing to pay enough for the secrets in it." Iriel said with his hands behind his back, a treacherous smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "and they Too eager to ignore the fact that not all of it is true, they long for an affirmative answer, but the more singular the truth, the more false, at the end of the road there are only stunned and traps."

"It's a joke of fate, isn't it impermanent?" Iriel sneered, as if laughing at everything in sight, except himself, everything in this world would be laughed at, "When people think they have mastered When you meet your destiny, you forget that you are just a marionette, performing farce on the stage of the **** of fate, don't you, Victor."

He asked in the air, as if he was asking someone, but of course no one answered him, but Vivienne was used to it, Iriel always talked to himself suddenly, as if he was talking to someone, Serious and caring, as if there was an invisible friend standing beside him.

"You said you were going to bring him to your new client?" Vivienne suddenly asked after a moment of silence, and Iriel stared at the empty place on one side, then slowly turned his head, "New client? No, I've worked with him a lot, and while he's a...human, well, he says he's not, he says he's an Astartes, but to me they're both human."

"Space Warrior?" "Space Warrior? Quite a human vocabulary, dear Vivienne, it seems that you learned a lot when you were with Vito." "I didn't learn it from him, but I learned more about human customs. , help our cause, don't interrupt, what deal are you going to do with a Space Marine? You know the Empire has been trying to get us, right?"

The imperial government is very familiar with three things, heretics, traitors, and pirates. Fortunately, they accounted for at least two of the above, and if it is Astartes, plus the super hatred of aliens, even traitors They are no exception.

"Believe me, dear Vivienne, he has nothing to do with the empire, he is a human being, what do you say? Traitors? It's interesting, one group of traitors call the other group traitors, or they call each other traitors, human beings , is always so interesting." Iriel smiled and put his hands behind his back, "But don't worry about him." "Why not? The traitors of the human empire also hate us, don't we? We are aliens in their eyes." "Yeah , to many people, maybe, but he is a wise man who knows that pure hatred is worthless, and he has a higher pursuit."

Iriel looked at his bracelet, which was engraved with a blue rose pattern, which is the symbol of one of the oldest consul families in Comoros, "He is willing to pay a high price for his brothers , What a silly kid, didn't know that when his brothers woke up, instead of gratitude, they would be given bombs."

"Family is the most unreliable thing since ancient times." "Really? What about me? Do you want to consider knocking out my teeth?" Vivienne looked at other places and asked, and Iriel raised his eyebrows There was silence for half a second, and then he smiled and pressed her shoulders, "Family and blood are just a lie. I say it's true and you know it's a lie. People are united by bonds of interest. No blood relation at all, and you, my dear sister, we have a strong bond of union."

"And besides, you and I aren't really siblings, are we? You and Mares are the product of our father's affair, and my mother and your mother have been...well, that has nothing to do with us, but even so, someone Can you doubt the trust between us?"

Iriel smiled and said, Vivian turned her head to look at him, and after a moment of silence, she put her hand on the crystal skull on her waist, "Then I will bring you a "bond of interests" Well, I know a better buyer, give me Vito, and I can get a better price."

"A better seller?" Iriel asked with a slight frown. Vivienne shrugged, tapped her fingers on the crystal skull, rhythmic again and again, "Hmm, your buyer is just an ordinary space warrior, And mine is a higher existence, and can afford a higher price."

"Who is he?" "Is it important? You just give Vito to me, and I'll just bring back the price tag. Besides, my clients don't like to show their faces." "I didn't know you had such a client , dear sister." "I also didn't know you had a deal with a Space Marine, and I don't know what it is now."

The two looked into each other's eyes, and a sense of foreboding spread between them. After a while, Iriel broke the silence, and he smiled, "Maybe you have a good client, dear sister, but I think it's still Just listen to me, as usual, after all, it's always been like this, isn't it?"

He pressed Vivienne's shoulders and looked at the land in the distance, but stared into her eyes from the corner of his eye, "You know, I have always trusted you, aren't we on the same boat? We always take care of each other, don't we?" ?”

Vivienne stared into his eyes and remained silent for a moment. The moonlight shone on her side face. Her long curly hair covered half of her face. In the darkness, her amber eyes stared into her purple pupils. Eyes hissed silently, but in the end nothing happened, Vivian shrugged.

"Okay, as you said, dear brother, enjoy the boat I gave you." Vivienne jumped off the handrail, got up and walked towards the exit of the terrace. Iriel watched her back wrinkle slightly Frowning, he gently stroked the handle of his knife, and spoke to the thing that no one could see.

   "Little snake, bared its fangs."

"The snake always grows up, and when it wakes up from hibernation, it will want to bite people." Beside Iriel, a formless ghost appeared out of thin air, coiled in the air, entangled in the air like a poisonous snake. On Irion's body, on top of that smoky body, was a jester's mask.

"Pull out the snake's teeth?" "Poisonous fangs are the only useful part of the snake. If you take it out, what's the use of the snake?" The clown said with a smile, whispering around Irion's side. Looking at Vivienne's back, she raised her head, "Then there is no way, right, my half-sister."

  He slowly pulled out the scabbard, the face of the clown giggled under the cold light of the knife.

  (end of this chapter)