Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 296 Mysterious Girl
After a long and tiring bit of haggling, Taylor allowed Mathieu to conduct controlled tests on the girl to determine if she was a Fang of Chaos.

On the other hand, Mathieu was very resistant to the fact that Taylor, as an imperial saint, was not dead. To him, this was proof that the state religion had been desecrated.

He believed that Taylor had not died as people expected, but had instead escaped the fate given to him by the Emperor.

Now he not only lives as a saint, but also secretly controls the girl, the spokesperson of the Emperor.

Anyway, Mathieu felt that Taylor definitely wanted to control something, so he privately found the newly promoted Lieutenant Colonel Devoros, the highest controller here, and hoped to obtain some information.

After all, as the former supreme commander, he must have complaints about Taylor. Now that he has just become a lieutenant colonel, he must be very ambitious.

Mathieu has seen too many things like this and is really numb.

This time there will probably be no surprises.

After all, Mathieu believed that there were no real living saints in this world. Even those living saints with wings, Mathieu did not think they were the true spokespersons of the emperor.

His belief that only those who truly work for the Imperium are the Emperor's Apostles is a simple and reliable idea.

Guilliman was, without a doubt.

Officials can, they do their job.

So do the lower-level denizens of the hive.

Therefore, Mathieu is different from most Anglican priests who bully the weak and fear the strong, nor is he like those guys who are full of disgust for the lower class residents.

He fought for the interests of the poor and was whipped and insulted for it, but he did not back down.

His soul was as proud and pure as his faith.

He asked the soldier who was leading him to the girl. "Mr. Devoros."

"What do you think of Taylor?"

"A hero of the Empire, a warrior, he has many names and titles, the Undead Baron, the Greenskin Warlord, the Miracle of Skadi, the Hero of Cadia."

"And do we really know him?"

"Who can guarantee that his repeated survival is not aided by conspiracy or that he himself is kept in the dark?"

"The methods of heresy and chaos are horrifying and impossible to guard against."

"Mr. Devoros, if you help me rescue the Saint, the Emperor's chosen mortal representative, then this planet can still be saved."

His words were like a great preacher's speech, like a proclamation in palaces and churches, like a surging flame burning in this pale and thin body.

What a great spirit it must be to fulfill the responsibilities of an emperor in such a body?

But Lieutenant Colonel Devoros replied, "I have not thought about it, sir. I am a weak man and cannot do many things."

"For example, if I get dragged into your conflict, I can only use my own words to say something insignificant."

"But I can't lie. Lord Taylor isn't a perfect officer or commander, but he's a good man, and a capable one at that."

"It depends on what you want me to tell you. I will answer everything I know, if all you want is to prove that Lord Taylor is a dog of Chaos."

"Then there is only one thing I can answer."

"No dog is as proud as he is."

Mathieu's smile at this moment was like the warm sunshine in the cold winter. "Of course, sir, of course."

"I haven't thought about this answer, but it's enough for me to make some judgments."

Mathieu didn't expect such an answer, and he had an even higher opinion of the man.

Is it because he is so clever and decisive, or is it because he is really as loyal as the lieutenant colonel said?

Mathieu showed great interest in Taylor and walked quickly on the road. When they walked deep into the fortress, he saw a girl in a white dress in an ordinary room.

Her golden hair fell around her shoulders, and several guards surrounded him. Mathieu even felt that he could kidnap her and take the lady to the nearest church.

But when Mathieu saw the sharp eyes of the guards and the full set of new carapace armor, he obediently let the soldiers take away his weapons and equipment.

He was quite concerned about those armors. He remembered that the new T-type armors developed by Sage Kaul were so popular here?
As Mathieu thought about this, a soldier shouted, "Don't look around, ask quickly, and leave quickly!"

Mathieu was not angry because that was their responsibility.

He walked into the room and saw the woman sitting at her seat, sipping an energy drink.

He said frankly. "Do you know your fate?"

The lady smiled and said, "What do you not know?"

Mathieu sat down and spoke face to face. "Your parents died in the Chaos invasion, and the last time anyone saw you was in the bomb shelter."

"Illya, what a nice name, like a blooming white flower." "Let me confirm again, is there anything wrong with the above?"

The woman smiled and said, "Of course."

"of course not."

Mathieu repeated. "Well, Miss Elia, could you please recount what you saw and heard?"

"Before you get those powers."

"Also, can I confirm your mission?"

The woman fiddled with her empty drink, her eyes blank and bored, and answered frankly, "My family died in a disaster. I have no ties anymore."

"And then he found me."

"A huge silver sun."

"A tall, magnificent, bright sculpture."

"He told me I was still useful, and he told me I had nothing to worry about."

"Value, at that moment I found my own value, Reverend."

“It’s not dying, it’s not leaving, it’s not the end, it’s the beginning.”

"Burn, I'm burning."

"Turn sewage into clear springs, make chaos no longer terrifying, heal the dead, and save the regretful."

"I think I became another being. When Chaos invaded, I couldn't control myself, and then he took over me."

Mathieu said clearly. "Do you regret it?"

The woman replied. “No, I don’t regret it.”

She gave a gentle and cheerful smile, as if all the misery that had happened to her was destined never to happen again.

She would have sacrificed everything she had left for it.

Mathieu asked again. "So, what is your responsibility?"

The woman replied. "To aid the Primarch, Roboute Guilliman."

Mathieu stood up clearly at this moment. "Then you should come with me!"

"Under the light, beneath the sky, use your power to bring hope to the hopeless people of this world..."

The girl was a little tempted, but shook her head and said, "No, sir, I won't go."

Mathieu asked in confusion. "Why?"

She replied. "Because you can't see."

Mathieu said unclearly. "What can't you see?"

She replied, "You cannot see the silver sun. All you see is the glittering golden statue of the Emperor, not the true form of the Lord of Mankind."

Mathieu said in disbelief. "What do you mean? My loyalty, my piety, is worthless?"

"If I can't see it, who else can?!"

Seeing the commotion, the guards immediately picked up their weapons and walked in, but the lady just stood up and stopped them from taking action.

She said frankly, "Mr. Taylor can..."

Mathieu suddenly calmed down and smiled.

"I won't give up, you know."

She replied. "You are loyal, my lord."

“Just do what you’re supposed to do.”

Mathieu nodded silently, he understood.

That is what the Emperor means, in this respect.

He lost, lost miserably.

Because the Lord of Mankind preferred that man and chose him...

(End of this chapter)