Chapter 160: Which noble wears armor to a banquet?

The moment the dagger with the activated kinetic field pierced his chest, many thoughts flashed through Alvin's mind.

But, in the end, they converged into one thought.

Grass!

Fortunately, I specifically kept an eye out before attending the banquet!

The huge impact force was no less than being hit by a car. Alvin didn't know how such great power could be contained in the assassin's seemingly slender figure.

He was stabbed in the chest by the dagger, and then knocked flying by the assassin again, like a broken sack, smashing straight into the corridor pillar of the banquet hall.

If it weren't for the biological armor, I'm afraid that just this collision would have been enough to make him sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

However, after knocking Alvin flying, the assassin showed a trace of surprise on his face.

Just because the feeling of the assassination... seemed a bit wrong.

The dagger wrapped in the kinetic field seemed to have stabbed into hard armor and didn't pierce the target's heart as he had imagined.

The assassin was stunned for half a second, looking as if he doubted life, questioning whether the dagger given to him by his superiors was picked up from some garbage dump, otherwise why couldn't it pierce someone's clothes?

But soon, the assassin understood the reason; it wasn't a problem with the quality of the dagger.

It was Alvin Valerius, this shameless guy, who actually wore 'armor' inside during such an important banquet ritual!

In the noble clothing torn by the kinetic dagger, Alvin revealed a suit of pitch-black armor.

"I grass, fortunately I kept an eye out!" He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, incomparably rejoicing at the flash of inspiration that suddenly popped into his mind when changing clothes just now.

If it weren't for that flash of inspiration, and he had temporarily changed into the 'Oath Armor' of the Sisters of Silence, he would probably be dead by now!

That dagger was a kinetic weapon; biological armor couldn't block it!

Holding the position on his chest where the dagger stabbed, Alvin's heart beat faster, and his face was scared pale.

It is no exaggeration to say that just now... was the closest he had ever been to death!

Even if he was dragged to the Blood Fortress by old K and faced the challenge of the Greater Daemon of Khorne, it wasn't as exciting as that second just now.

His heart was about to pop out of his throat, but fortunately, with the protection of the 'Oath Armor', except for being knocked flying, being slightly painful, and being harassed by the soulless field, which made him very uncomfortable, he didn't suffer any major injuries.

The moment he saw Alvin being assassinated, Holn's heart almost stopped beating.

He couldn't imagine that the family's only direct bloodline would be assassinated on the day of the inheritance ceremony. This thought of falling from heaven to hell in an instant was enough to drive him completely crazy!

But fortunately... the Emperor protected him, and his grandson Alvin Valerius seemed to be fine!

"Kill him——!"

Holn, who finally came back to his senses, was like a furious lion, his voice echoing throughout the banquet hall.

Albert and Lei Meng stepped forward like lightning!

Although they handed over all their weapons when attending the banquet, they were real Astartes. Even without weapons, wouldn't it be easy to handle an assassin?

But, the situation seemed... a bit different.

Seeing that the first strike failed, the assassin was extremely flexible, bypassing the two charging Astartes.

Since stabbing the heart didn't kill him, then... change the position!

The assassin was clearly determined to die, not holding any hope of returning alive. With the behavior of a dead soldier, he rushed toward Alvin again with the dagger.

A soulless one, also known as a 'Pariah', has no projection in the warp and will form a 'vacuum' in the literal sense around them, sucking souls within the range into it. Especially for psychics, it is almost a natural restraint!

The Emperor once formed a group of Sisters of Silence, and the owner of Alvin's 'Oath Armor' was a 'Pariah' during her lifetime.

In other words, when facing a 'Pariah', Alvin is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

Looking at the assassin who was extremely agile and even exceeded the Astartes in speed, Alvin was about to draw his gun, but was suddenly shrouded by that 'soulless field'.

In an instant, extremely uncomfortable pain surged into his heart, so much so that even thinking was very difficult.

"Damn it, ran into a nemesis!"

Alvin was dizzy, as if shrouded in pitch black, only feeling his soul falling into a black hole.

Bang!

Suddenly, an extremely precise bolt round blocked the assassin's path.

It was Gransol, this experienced and sharp Inquisitor, who had anticipated the assassin's path in advance and intercepted him with a bolter.

The assassin stopped, turned around, and rolled out.

Boom!

Albert's huge fist smashed directly onto the ground.

Looking at the assassin who was like a loach, this Captain's forehead veins jumped with anger. It was the first time he had been teased by an assassin like this.

But thanks to Gransol and Albert, forcing the assassin away from Alvin and out of the shroud of the soulless field, the young man's anger suddenly rose!

Assassination?

Alvin was already angry, a scarlet blood light flashed in his eyes, and he directly took out the plasma gun he hadn't used for a long time from his private space.

"I damn let you assassinate!!!"

The moment the trigger was pulled, the plasma ball with a diameter of half a meter bloomed with dazzling light!

The assassin widened his eyes and cursed in his heart: Who the hell carries a plasma gun to a noble banquet!

Then there was no then.

No matter how fancy the assassin's footwork was, it was impossible to dodge a plasma cannon, and the whole person was melted directly!

After solving the assassin, Alvin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, he hadn't enjoyed the noble benefits yet, and he had already experienced an assassination.

He suddenly felt... it seemed that the profession of noble was not much safer than a scavenger in the underhive, especially as the last heir of a Rogue Trader Dynasty, the risk was too high!

"Emperor protect, the heir of Valerius is safe."

The Red Cardinal of the Ecclesiarchy beside him was also scared by the sudden assassination just now, trembling his lips and hurriedly expressing his position: "Daring to assassinate the heir of the great Rogue Trader Dynasty, this must be an evil Chaos heretic, a betrayal of the Emperor!"

"That's right, this must be an evil heretic!"

The official specially sent by the Administratum was even more scared, his face pale, jumping and scolding heretics and Chaos.

This matter... really can't be investigated in detail!

Being able to send a 'Pariah' assassin to the inheritance ceremony of the Valerius Rogue Trader Dynasty, thinking about it deeply makes one feel terrified!

He, a small official of the Administratum, has a few lives to get involved?

Holn's gaze was somber, like a sharp blade, carving across the faces of those attending the banquet one by one, but in the end, the old man's heaving chest and fierce eyes gradually calmed and retracted, as if nothing had happened, and he said indifferently: "That's right, this must have been an assassination by Chaos scum. Fortunately, this child had the Emperor's protection, which is how he survived."

This sentence is equivalent to setting a benchmark tone for this assassination incident.

After hearing Holn say this, the tense expressions of the people present relaxed slightly, and they all began to follow the slope and scold the evil Chaos and heretics.

"Thank you very much, everyone for coming to today's banquet."

After Holn calmed down, he still upheld noble etiquette, apologized to the surroundings unhurriedly, and said slowly: "But such a thing happened today, please forgive the banquet for ending temporarily, I need to take him to rest." ===== CHAPTER 161 =====