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How about… you come see it yourself? The thing’s right inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—I have another question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie’s already cold gaze suddenly turned deadly serious, her voice low and heavy with authority: “First, explain to me how you know… the term ‘Demon Engine’—this advanced Chaos knowledge?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Imperium, knowledge of demons and Chaos was accessible only to a tiny few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such as Imperial Guard officers, Astartes, Inquisitors, Knightly Houses, the Adeptus Mechanicus, Battle Sisters, or nobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… none of them included Lower Hive scum or commoners!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin froze, sweat pouring down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn heretics, damn Demon Engines—his mind was full of them, and he’d completely forgotten the most important thing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Can’t come up with an explanation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie’s eyes grew colder still; she had already drawn her bolter, its chilling killing intent thickening the air: “Alvin Valthus, I now suspect… you are tainted by Chaos!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could an ordinary Lower Hive scum possibly know advanced knowledge about demons?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless he’d been infused with Chaos knowledge, already fallen into the embrace of the Chaos Gods—how else could a Lower Hive scum recognize a “Demon Engine”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A seasoned Inquisitor would not even listen to Alvin’s explanation at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single bolter round would be the best solution!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fortunately, Winnie Winslet had only recently graduated and been recommended as an Inquisitor by her mentor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind had not yet hardened into the fanaticism of those madmen; her methods were still mild, even willing to follow order and rules—a rarity among the many deranged Inquisitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Winnie did not fire immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Alvin’s suspicion was high, she still held to her bottom line—no innocent bloodshed, and she would never become like her mentor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is said that when facing mortal peril, a man’s mind races faster than a high-power motor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth proved this right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere seconds, a bold idea flashed through Alvin’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, meeting Winnie’s skeptical gaze, he spoke slowly, deliberately, as if challenging her: “Winnie Winslet, do you believe… that the Great Emperor’s will still walks the Imperium’s domains, protecting the glorious Human Empire?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie thought she’d misheard; her stern expression twisted into fury: “Are you mocking me, Alvin Valthus?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was common knowledge that since the Emperor sat upon the Golden Throne for humanity, ten thousand years had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. I am merely stating a fact to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin crossed his arms like the most devout believer: “For all the knowledge I possess comes from the Great ‘Emperor’ Himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blasphemy! You blaspheme! Damn heretic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie’s hand gripping the bolter trembled with rage; her pupils shrank to needle points, veins bulging on her forehead as if she would pull the trigger and execute this blasphemer in the next instant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… deep within her, a faint voice halted her impulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie had once heard from her mentor of a hero known as the “Living Saint,” and of a distant realm on Macragge, where an agent of the Emperor’s will had foretold a turning point in the war!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To some extent, the Emperor… did indeed have agents. But for Winnie to believe this man before her was truly an agent of the “Emperor” was still too hard to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what proof do you have?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie suppressed her chaotic thoughts, her voice rising sharply: “”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I faced death, I saw a cold sun… black, profound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin stared at Winnie, speaking slowly: “When I awoke again, I suddenly possessed many new insights. If you need proof… I can tell you: the Great Emperor foresaw the return of His children, correct?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie shuddered violently; she was nearly certain the “children” he spoke of were none other than the King of Macragge—the great historical figure, now the Regent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… you actually know?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this was no secret among the Imperium’s high echelons, it was absolutely impossible for a backwater world like Lothel to know!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you still cannot believe me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Winnie’s stunned expression, Alvin knew the moment was right—flaunting one’s power had limits; if he pushed too far, he might end up dragged off by Huang Laohan into the Oathbound Legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he calmly lifted his helmet’s faceplate, took Winnie’s slightly cold hand, and pressed the bolter’s muzzle to his own forehead: “I am willing to stake my life to prove my loyalty to the Emperor. You may shoot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psionic energy subtly surged, blocking the barrel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Play all you want, joke all you want—but never gamble with your life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if she was just a coward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Safety measures were still necessary!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s expression was one of tragic, righteous indignation—like a loyal minister wrongfully accused, ready to die for his cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie was furious, glaring at him fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d said all this—now if she actually pulled the trigger, wouldn’t she become the heretic who desecrated the Emperor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie struggled, but Alvin gripped her hand too tightly—she couldn’t pull free. She glared at him angrily: “Let go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin swiftly withdrew his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t think this is over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winnie took several deep breaths, calming her agitated mind, then resumed her icy expression: “When we return, I will test you. If there is any trace of Chaos corruption… you will regret this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Respected Inquisitor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin readily agreed—he’d survive this crisis first. Besides, an Inquisitor’s test was just the old-fashioned Thinker Array—nothing new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you stand upright, your shadow won’t crook. 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