Chapter 132

From a scavenger in the lower nest to suddenly becoming the last descendant who inherited the family bloodline, I have to say... the taste of this is really making Alvin secretly refreshed.

Um... as long as it's not a knight family!

Alvin wanted to ask for more content, but was told by Aluman that he was not qualified to convey it on his behalf. Some detailed content about the "Valerius" family would have to wait until he met that family elder and told him personally.

Having no choice, Alvin could only forcibly suppress his curiosity, and at the same time, was full of anxiety about that family elder he had never met.

But fortunately, his mood changed quickly.

Regardless of whether he is a noble or not, he has the "Navigator" system, and his future achievements will definitely not be lower than any noble!

"By the way, Aluman the God-Assistant, how is Tuck? Is the injury heavy?" Alvin sorted out his emotions and asked with concern.

Aluman glanced at him and said indifferently: "Tuck led an elite squad to infiltrate the upper nest, preparing to destroy the planetary orbital defense cannon, so that the support forces suspended in space orbit can be quickly deployed."

This passage contains a huge amount of information.

Alvin, who was recovering from illness, suddenly felt his brain swell. After carefully clearing the context, he asked: "The Empire's reinforcements... have already arrived in space orbit?"

"Not the Empire's reinforcements."

Aluman shook his head and said: "It is the 'Valerius' Sword of Redemption, a Conqueror-class cruiser. As for the Empire's reinforcements... it is highly likely that they will have to wait for a period of time."

Analyzing the current situation, Alvin couldn't help but worry: "Can a single 'Valerius' suppress a rebellion of such a large scale?"

"Why suppress the rebellion of the heretics?"

However, Aluman showed sarcasm and said indifferently: "The value of this planet, in the eyes of your uncle, is not as valuable as a hair of yours. Isn't it enough to just transfer you?"

Hearing this, Alvin opened his mouth, as if his throat was blocked, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

In the eyes of the Imperial nobles, it is indeed as Aluman said. Even the value of the entire planet is not as valuable as a hair of some people.

Moreover... according to the situation of Loser, directly transferring important targets is indeed the most trouble-saving and safest way.

"Don't think too much."

Aluman seemed to see the entanglement in the depths of Alvin's heart and comforted him slowly: "As long as there is a possibility, the Empire will never give up its territory. What I said is just the worst possibility."

As for what is the worst possibility, it is not his turn to decide. It should be looking at that person's choice.

"There is one more thing... I need to ask you."

Aluman hesitated for a few seconds and finally decided to ask: "Have you... seen Inquisitor Winslett?"

Until now, he still held the last glimmer of hope.

What if, Inquisitor Winnie was similar to Alvin, just lost, and not dead?

But soon, when Alvin handed over the rose knot from his arms, the last hope in Aluman's heart was shattered, and the whole person was even a bit shaky, falling to the ground.

"Finished..."

Aluman was full of bitterness, with despair in his eyes: "Inquisitor Winnie is dead, which means... there will be no room for turning around. This planet will be issued an 'Exterminatus'!"

"Should... not be, right?" In fact, Alvin didn't have much certainty, and said guiltily: "I heard that the audit process of Exterminatus is generally very strict."

"That is relative to ordinary Inquisitors." Aluman seemed a bit decadent and said: "Do you know... who is Winnie Winslett's teacher?"

"Uh... I don't know."

Alvin shook his head. When he and Winnie broke into Iron Stone Town, they didn't chat about this.

"Her teacher is Charles Gransol, who once ordered the extermination of thousands of planets in one breath." Aluman said: "Now, do you understand what I mean?"

"..."

My goodness, exterminated thousands of planets in one breath?

Alvin gasped. He would like to call her the most obsessed Inquisitor. If Satan saw this master, he would have to roll off the throne of hell, right?

"Or... let's hide it from him first?" Alvin put forward an opinion. Although it is highly likely that he cannot deceive an experienced old Inquisitor, at least he can delay for a period of time!

"Now we can only do this..."

Aluman suddenly felt that since meeting Alvin, his peaceful days had been broken.

He is just an ordinary Mechanicus priest, how come he is inexplicably involved with the Valerius Rogue Trader dynasty, or the obsessed Inquisitor?

"I want to go out and walk around, can I?"

Looking at the listless Aluman, Alvin couldn't sit still, so he asked.

"Yes, but I need to follow you."

Obviously, Aluman was scared, fearing that Alvin would disappear again if he turned his head.

To this, Alvin naturally had no objection.

After leaving the room, he noticed that the entire gathering place was crowded with people, and countless survivors were crowded in narrow corridors and aisles.

Everyone's face carried a gloom.

Dead eyes seemed to have completely lost hope, and the entire corridor was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

Soon, when passing by a room, Alvin saw a group of people strictly guarded by the Administratum inspectors inside. They were ragged, looking emaciated, like skeletons, which was terrifying.

Those people all wore a helmet on their heads, the helmet was connected to the circuit upward, and the people wearing the helmet had dull faces, as if they were stupid, and their eyes had no focus, staring at somewhere.

"Automatic Repentance Device."

Aluman saw Alvin's gaze stay for a long time, so he explained to him: "It can effectively suppress the runaway of psykers. If it weren't for wearing that necklace, you would also be caught by the Administratum inspectors and put on that thing."

"I remember, this thing is only for psykers who are easy to run away and unstable, right?" Looking at dozens of psykers, Alvin felt a chill on his back.

Every hive world has different attitudes toward psykers, but the only similar point is... extreme hatred of psykers. But like the Administratum inspectors, regardless of good or bad, whether stable or not, all wearing helmets is a bit terrifying.

"You are right, but that is the normal situation."

Aluman sighed, pointed to the direction of the upper nest, the huge rift torn open, and said: "The physical universe has been torn open such a big rift, even the most stable psykers will become hidden bombs at any time, so the behavior of the Administratum inspectors can be completely understood."

After saying that, his scarlet electronic eyes fell on Alvin, and he laughed low and hoarsely: "If you weren't 'Valerius', I would also throw you in without hesitation."

Alvin expressed understanding.

Thinking from another perspective, no one would want to hide a bomb that could explode at any time by their side, right?

After watching for a long time, Alvin was still a bit uneasy, pointed to the psykers inside, and asked: "This thing... is it as long as it is worn, it can completely isolate the influence of the Warp and suppress the runaway of psykers?"

"Of course, are you questioning the omnipotent Omnissiah?" Mentioning the professional field, Aluman was obviously much tougher, and said proudly: "I swear by the Omnissiah, there will never be any problems!"