Warhammer Inquisitor

  Chapter 83 End Yan Era: Visiting Prison

Iyana walked through the arc-shaped arch and walked into the long corridor. This corridor is still full of the style of the Iyanden Spirit Race, with golden phoenix patterns and exquisite wooden furniture. This antique architectural structure is full of Exotic.

The silvery moonlight shines into the corridor from the gap between the lines of the phoenix's feathers, and the moonlight is projected on the tabletop and wall like silver sand. Yiyangna walked forward in a fiery red feather dress. Seriously, Yiyangden It can be regarded as a very distinctive one among many arks. For example, many of them have red hair.

   Among them, Yi Yangna is also the most unique among them. Her hair color is truly fiery red, as gorgeous as a nirvana phoenix, and matching her long dress is like a real phoenix walking forward.

Iyana walked to the disc door at the end of the corridor. There stood two Eldar warriors holding long-handled sabers. The feather ornaments on their heads hung from the back of their heads. The flickering energy blades were as hot as the sun. A striking light is projected in a dark space.

The two phoenix guards watched Iyana approaching. They nodded to the prophet and then raised the long-handled blade to the sides. They knocked the end of the long-handled blade on the ground, and the lines on the end of the long-handled light up instantly. , its shining firelight projected on the ground also caused a series of chain reactions.

  From the ground to the doorpost, the lines on the facade lit up one by one, and the fiery red light instantly lit up the entire end of the dark corridor.

  The round door slid open to the surroundings, and Iyana walked into it. She came to the inner hall and looked at Vito lying leisurely on the sofa.

The latter is eating a fruit produced by the Spirit Race, a purple fruit called the Moon Juice Kingdom. Vito doesn't know how this ghost thing is grown, but it is indeed delicious, and the sweet juice can be eaten. It's called refreshing, and Vito just happens to have a sweet tooth.

  The door behind Iyana was closed, and the latter walked to the sofa and looked at Vito, who jokingly watched Iyana picked up another fruit from the fruit plate and handed it to Iyana.

The latter shook his head slightly and refused, while Vito shrugged and took two or three bites. He lay on the sofa like a lazy seal, "Is it time to visit?" "I don't think this is a prison, Vito Thomas Constantine." Iyana said, indeed, there is a big difference between this place and a traditional prison, what I mean is that ordinary prisons don't have comfortable reclining chairs, sofas, round soft beds, etc., right?

Vito is currently in a gorgeous guest room, which is obviously prepared for guests. Every piece of furniture is full of the craft style of the Eldar, exquisite and comfortable. It can be seen that even after the Great Fall for so long, they are very respectful to themselves. The inheritance of craftsmanship has not been left behind.

   "Dear Iyana, you don't need to call me by my full name when we get along in private, right? To be honest, it makes me feel embarrassed every time someone calls me by my full name."

  Vito sat up and rubbed the back of his head, while Iyana looked at him still looking serious, "This is not your real name, Vito, whether it is your first or last name."

   "Maybe, Iyana, you know I've lived too long, so I've changed my name too many times, to be honest, I've forgotten the original name myself, just like that old bastard."

  Vito pointed to the sofa chair on his side, obviously he still regarded this place as his own home, naturally like a host entertaining guests, "Aren't you tired after standing all day?"

Iyana let out a long sigh and lifted her skirt and sat on the chair. Vito made no secret that he was looking at Iyana's inner thighs. The latter rolled his eyes and covered it, "Can you be more serious?" "No, you know that."

  Vito smiled and leaned on the sofa. He weighed the fruit in hand, "By the way, my dear, how old are you now? I still remember when you were a little girl, oh, you were so foolish at that time."

  Yiyanna somehow recalled the first time she met Vito in her mind, and it was not a good memory.

  The prophetess cleared her throat and signaled Vito to turn his head back. The latter was as casual as ever. He leaned his head on the backrest and looked at the moonlight outside the window. "Ask, I know you are here to interrogate me."

   "Vito, I'm not here to interrogate you." "I know, but you ask."

  Iyana sighed and lifted the fiery red hair beside her ears, "What the **** is that old magician Edalard going to do? He really didn't tell you?"

  Vito knew that he didn’t need to worry about monitoring. First of all, this was a guest room, and it was unlikely to install bugs. Besides, the Eldar would disdain such a despicable “human behavior” using bugs.

Seriously, these long-eared idiots will always waste a lot of opportunities because of their arrogance, and many more reliable methods. They are obsessed with pursuing decency and civilization, and the end result does not look very good, but anyway It seems to be a good thing now.

   "No, that magic stick ran over and told me a lot of things about fate. In the final analysis, he wanted me to go back to the chessboard and win the game."

  Vito took another bite of the fruit, and the sweet juice spurted out. He chewed it with endless aftertaste, and began to wonder if Lily and her sister felt the same way when they ate the souls of the Eldar, then he might understand them.

   At least in terms of eating.

   "What does he want you to do?" "Honey, aren't you a prophet too? Guessing fan?" "You know I hate riddles too, Vito, so just tell me."

Vito looked at this interesting Eldar girl and smiled, he sat down and gestured with his fingers, "That old magic stick came out of my dream, chatted with me a lot, and commented on my private life some type of."

   "You mean Lilith?" Yi Yangna's expression suddenly turned ugly, "Then I might repeat what he said." "So just shut up?"

Vito continued, "Anyway, that old idiot told me that kid Abaddon is back, and he's going to do what Horus didn't finish. It all sounds like the end of the world, but this time it's a little bit different."

   "What's the difference?" Iyana asked, and Vito smiled and looked at her beautiful eyes with sun-like pupils, "The riddles he said only accounted for half of it."

  Yiyangna frowned and lowered her head slightly. She was silent for a moment and leaned back on the sofa chair. She coiled her fiery red hair with her fingers speechlessly, "Are you going to interfere in the affairs of mortals?"

Vito put his hands in his arms and let out a long sigh, and Iyana looked at Vito with many things flashing in his eyes, "You know, if you go to Terra to depose the High Lords Council, and then you can take over the power, you can really have a changed, Vito."

  "Human beings don't need a **** to be their ruler." "Vito, isn't the current empire exactly like this?"

  Vito fell silent for a long while, while Iyana sighed softly.

"Vito, you know what Adalad means, whether you want to accept the fact or not, human beings have been ruled by "gods" for 10,000 years, and the worst thing is that he can't really lead the empire now, and those vermin To carry out those disgusting acts in his name, he wants you to return to the chess game not as a pawn, but as a chess player."

Iyana reached out and held the back of Vito's hand, the scent of the fiery red hair made him a little dizzy, Iyana's eyes looked at Vito, "Humans need someone who can lead them, truly lead their existence, The being that walks among them, whether it be a **** or a man."

  He didn't answer, didn't say a word, but let out a long sigh in silence and smiled bitterly, "What about you? What else did Adalad do that I don't know about?"

  Yiyanna knew that Vito was changing the subject, but she didn't intend to delve into it any further. She sat back in her seat.

   "That idiot stole nearly all of the Ark's Crystal Seer remains, rumor has it that he's teamed up with the Harlequin troupe."

   To be honest, Vito is not surprised. If there is anyone in this world who can steal things silently without being discovered by the extremely sensitive Eldar, it is definitely the crazy group of Harlequin troupe.

   Speaking of the sensitivity of the Eldar, at first Vito didn’t know what it meant that the senses of the Eldar were three times as sensitive as humans, until he studied it in “practice”.

He looked at Iyana with a weird smile, and the latter rolled her eyes and covered her exposed calf, "You really don't know why he stole the Crystal Prophet? You know it's serious. "

   "Yes, I know, as exciting as someone going to the palace and stealing one of the old bastard's ribs from under the noses of the Custodians."

  Hehehe, Vito already has a picture, and the angry expressions of the group of golden corns have already appeared in his mind, especially Trajan.

"So?" Iyana looked at Vito speechlessly, he knew that the latter was looking at his chest, and Vito obviously didn't intend to demonstrate, he even nodded slightly in satisfaction, "I really don't know, you know That old magic stick wouldn’t tell me the whole story, he would only tell me what I needed to do, he told me a lot of things to find, and the things to do would mysteriously disappear for me.”

   Seriously, Edalard is just as annoying as that old bastard.

"Looking for something? What is it?" Iyana asked in confusion, while Vito shook his finger with a smile, "Honey, if I tell you, I will definitely tell your teacher, and then he will know how to stop me. "

   "No, I" "No, Iyana, I understand you."

Irina looked at Vito in front of her and let out a long sigh. He was right. Although Irina didn't want to admit it, Vito was indeed one of the few people who really understood her. The other was Iris, but he probably was somewhere in the galaxy. Leading the pirate fleet to rob anyone everywhere, so the only one who really understands her here is the man in front of her.

  Yiyangna took out the disc from her arms while Vito looked at the disc and said nothing. He leaned on the sofa with his hands in his arms, "Are you going to stop me?"

   "I don't know yet." Iyana said, she seemed to be struggling, after all, this matter is very serious, and Vito also knew that if Adalad messed up, it would cost the future of the entire Eldar.

Although Vito doesn't know what that old idiot is doing, just like he never knows what that golden old skeleton wants to do, but Vito is like this, he often feels stupid, really, for so many years everything.

  Even if he doubted them and questioned them, he would still support and help them in the end. Why? Simple, because they are friends, simple as that.

   "Anyway, Adalad is not kidding this time, if what he said is true I have to do what I have to do, Iyana, we all are."

  He also knows that Yi Yangna also understands himself, so there is no need to explain and understand each other, they already know it.

  Yiyangna stood up and twirled the disc with her fingers. She turned and walked towards the door of the room, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to run, but I can't." Vito shook the bracelet on his hand. Of course, that ghost thing is not an ornament. It is a restraint that can suppress Vito's psionic energy and lock him up. The prosthetic equipment on his body is probably an upgraded version of shackles.

"Yes, I can't run away." Iyana said with a smile at the door, she turned to look at Vito on the sofa, and the latter also looked at her, "What are you going to do? Convince the Great Prophet? There will be no compromise."

   "I know, but I have to try."

"We all have a lot of things to decide, and you too, Vito." Saying that, Iyana walked out. She left the room and took Helen with her. She was still struggling, and Vito could tell that this girl It has always been like this.

  But Vito didn't feel anxious at all. He stretched out and tapped his arm with his fingers, and a faint purple halo lit up under his sleeves.

   "Hello, hello? Are you there?" Vito said in his heart, and a burst of pleasant laughter responded to him.

  (end of this chapter)