Chapter 68: Winnie Winslet, Inquisitor

Eight years old, the age when the flower bud blooms, the most pure and beautiful age.

In Emerich, Alvin saw a rare humanity shining with brilliant light!

Perhaps the Warhammer Universe is a cesspool, but it cannot be denied that there are still many humans bursting with light, fighting desperately, just to let the race continue.

It is precisely because of many people like Emerich that the Empire can continue to this day.

Alvin subconsciously touched his head, his tone much gentler: "You are a kind child, Emerich."

"No, Mr. Alvin, you are the kind person." Emerich had excellent character, and those blue eyes were full of sincerity and gratitude: "If it weren't for you, Dre Kelisi and I would have starved to death. I have always been grateful to you!"

Such a sensible child is really rare... Although Alvin was reluctant to part, he couldn't help it.

Emerich was too stubborn, but also very sincere, which was why he identified with the Iron Hammer Gang and Kolch.

But assuming Emerich was not a person who knew how to repay kindness, perhaps Alvin wouldn't have helped him in the first place.

Every drink and every peck is determined by heaven.

Alvin sighed in his heart, pretended to reach into his arms, and took out a small piece of gold: "Just take it as my little heart, a birthday gift for Dre Kelisi. Remember not to show it to anyone. With your intelligence, you should be able to find a way to exchange it for money."

This was all he could do for Emerich.

"No, Mr. Alvin, I..."

Emerich touched the heavy metal in his hand and hurriedly refused: "You have helped me a lot, I... I can't take your things anymore. Please take them back."

"Don't like the things I sent?"

Alvin deliberately frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied.

Emerich was very stupid, spinning around in a hurry, sweating all over his head: "No, I didn't, Mr. Alvin."

"Just kidding with you, take it." Alvin rubbed the boy's hair and smiled: "It's not just for your sister, but also a gift for your future wedding."

Feeling the piece of gold, Emerich didn't know what it was, but it must be worth a lot. He carefully put it into his arms: "Thank you, Mr. Alvin."

"Goodbye, kid."

Alvin looked at him deeply, turned and left without hesitation, waving his hand: "May the great Emperor bless you, Emerich."

"Mr. Alvin, will we meet again?"

Before parting, Emerich seemed a bit reluctant, looking at Alvin in the sunset afterglow, and asked naively: "When I earn enough money, I want to repay you!"

Looking at Emerich in the shadows, Alvin didn't look back, stopped for a few seconds, his face showing a bit of melancholy: "Yes, we will definitely meet again. Remember if there is anything wrong, don't hesitate, you must protect the safety of yourself and your sister, and of course... your future wife."

After leaving for a month, the gate of the Sanctum seemed to have been renovated again.

There were several bullet holes on the wall, clearly Taker had been here and staged a full-scale fight.

Alvin stepped over the threshold and heard the binary prayer coming from the Sanctum.

"Respected Magos Aluman, I'm back."

Looking at Magos Aluman who was praying in the Sanctum, Alvin opened his mouth cautiously.

The prayer stopped abruptly, but Aluman still maintained the posture of prayer. For a time, the entire Sanctum fell into a weird silence, and the atmosphere was inexplicably oppressive.

A moment later, Aluman Vera, wearing a rusty red robe, ended the posture of prayer.

This Tech-Priest from the Adeptus Mechanicus walked towards him with steady steps until he stopped in front of Alvin.

The electronic instrument embedded in the left eye flickered with a scarlet shimmer, as if scanning his body.

After a brief silence, Aluman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It's good to be back. I won't hold this matter against you, but in the future... you are absolutely not allowed to do such dangerous things again."

Something is nineteen-twentieths wrong...

With this tone of concern, could he really be Aluman's illegitimate son?

"Uh, thank you for your concern." Alvin was confused for half a second, but immediately said: "Magos Aluman, I went to find Taker in the Underhive, but..."

"I already know about this."

Magos Aluman interrupted him, seemingly indifferent, and said plainly: "Taker told me before doing this. You don't need to ask too much."

What kind of thing needs a heavy bolter and a chainsword?

Suddenly, Alvin had a bold idea and couldn't help but be scared by himself.

Heavy bolter... could it be that Uncle Taker intends to assassinate the Planetary Governor?

But soon, he denied this idea again.

No matter how powerful Taker is, it is impossible to kill the Planetary Governor unless he is crazy.

"You came back at the right time..."

At this time, Magos Aluman looked at him meaningfully and said slowly: "Accompany me to see someone."

Having spent a long time with the Tech-Priest, although Aluman's voice was always low and hoarse, this time, Alvin could hear a rare trace of gravity in it.

"Magos Aluman, can I ask who we are going to see?" He asked curiously.

After all, being able to make a Tech-Priest appear so solemn, clearly it wouldn't be a small character.

"Don't ask too much."

However, Aluman did not reveal it, only warned him: "Don't say what shouldn't be said. Remember, otherwise... I can't protect you."

Alvin really wanted to ask if he could not go since it was so dangerous.

But unfortunately, Magos Aluman didn't give him any room to refuse, and stepped over the threshold directly: "Keep up, kid."

Helplessly, Alvin had to follow this 'Uncle'.

He originally thought he would be taken to the Upper Hive to see the nobles at the top. After all, with Aluman's status, besides nobles, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could make the Tech-Priest appear so solemn, to the point of warning him many times about behavioral norms, etc.

But he never expected that Aluman would take him to a dilapidated hotel.

Saying dilapidated... could be considered a compliment. The hotel environment was no less than the Underhive, and even the house structure was shaking, as if it would collapse in the next second.

However, Magos Aluman didn't seem to care, stepping with heavy steps on the creaking stairs. Alvin was afraid that the stairs couldn't bear the weight of a Tech-Priest.

Fortunately, the stairs held up, and the two came to the second floor.

Aluman knocked on the doorbell outside a room: "I am Aluman Vera, Adeptus Mechanicus, Tech-Priest."

A moment later, with a click, the door lock opened.

Aluman signaled Alvin to follow and entered the room first.

The hotel room was very simple, except for a moldy single bed, there wasn't even a separate bathroom, and the entire room exuded a very pleasant incense smell.

Sitting near the window was a woman.

She stood tall, like a sword out of its sheath, revealing a majesty that people dared not look directly at, as if born noble.

Her skin was fair, her face was beautiful, her temperament was as cold as ice, like an unmelted iceberg. Her nose was high, her lips were tightly closed, and she wore a pitch-black robe inlaid with gold edges, sitting quietly by the window, her light golden curly hair scattered casually.

Just as Alvin was guessing the origin of this woman.

Magos Aluman bowed slightly to the sitting woman to express his respect: "Nice to meet you, I am Aluman Vera, Adeptus Mechanicus, Tech-Priest, paying you the highest respect, Inquisitor Winnie Winslet!" ===== CHAPTER 69 =====