Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 543: Debate in the Mind
"Is it really okay?" Taylor asked a little uneasily.

The former Slaanesh psyker lady was now seriously sticking her butt out and drawing something on the ground.

Although Taylor didn't want to confirm it, the buttocks were indeed eye-catching, plump and round.

But that wasn't what he was asking.

It's about this lady's crazy plan to stop Typhon's plague fleet.

And the lady replied, "Of course, by the Emperor, I know all too well how those so-called Chaos corrupt others."

"Honestly, if you haven't learned this stuff, you might think what they're doing makes sense, but it's actually bullshit."

"Given your knowledge and experience, it shouldn't be difficult to persuade a little fool to return to the right path."

"The second thing is, I am absolutely loyal to you, have you forgotten?"

Her tone was slightly teasing, seductive, and obscene, which made people imagine a lot.

It was terrible that Taylor realized what a terrible thing he had played with and how he had made her obsessed with him.

He could only say to himself, okay.

After all, someone has to do this, otherwise it is really unreliable to rely on those greenskins or titanium people to produce vaccines.

Although they had the vaccine provided by Fabius as a template, the Greenskins were too careless in their actions, and the physiology of the Tau was very different from that of humans.

Just for the experimental equipment worth tens of thousands of throne coins, those good things from the technological world should not be wasted, and Taylor must bring this nun back.

But Taylor didn't quite believe in that kind of crap. After all, psychic powers weren't really reliable.

But given the loyalty this lady has shown to herself, and her act of stepping into the Emperor's Cathedral and declaring her allegiance to the Lord of Mankind.

Taylor still remembers the strange psychic lightning and thunder that filled the entire church for a long time after she finished reciting the complete Emperor's eulogy.

Most of the monks and bishops inside the church were so frightened that they could not move.

The scene was real, and the air was filled with strange, low voices that could not be distinguished between men and women. The only thing people could be sure of was that those words were full of anger.

Salish (the Eldar's name for Slaanesh) was furious. If it weren't for the pale silver light that protected Taylor and the others for three full hours.

And thanks to Macragge, under the light of the Emperor's Astronomican, who knows what terrible things may happen.

Until now, the lady has become a grasshopper on the same rope as Taylor. She cannot stay too far away from this man for too long because she is a betrayer with the mark of lust.

The second is that she will either become a nun in this life, stay with Taylor for the rest of her life, or be wrapped in heavy icons and be a prisoner.

Or be devoured by Slaanesh and be retaliated against by a god at his highest standard.

This is also why Taylor trusts her without any bottom line. After all, there is no agreement more romantic and crazy than binding life and death.

Now Taylor was sitting in a comfortable meditation room, filled with calming aromatherapy scents that had a hint of orange, just like the old man's secret recipe made from leftover orange peels.

Many strange formations and runes were carved on the floor, painted with purple dye to form an unsettling triangle.

However, Taylor was not worried that the woman would murder him, nor was he worried that his mind would be controlled.

First, his body has a source of magical power that is comparable to that of a great demon.

Second, this lady and he are almost bound together by fate, so it is unlikely that they will become enemies.

He trusted this person and brought his own bed over to sleep in front of this lady. Of course, it was hard to sleep well when someone was watching him, and secondly, sleeping soundly in front of a former Slaanesh wizard didn't seem very safe.

Fortunately, those magic circles had a sleeping effect. Before he felt sleepy, Taylor vaguely saw the lady approaching.

not good……

He realized that he might lose something, but when he woke up, he saw a magnificent and beautiful church in front of him.

His appearance was out of place among the monks here. A man in military uniform had almost a different style from those in robes.

He walked here, which was a typical imperial church with a large architectural space, a lot of metal and Gothic-style buildings.

What was shown in the window outside the church was not the streets of the imperial world, but a thick white fog.

This was probably a dream, and the protagonist he was looking for, the medical sister, was kneeling on the ground, praying to the Emperor.

A beautiful woman in a dark green robe was stroking her head and whispering to her with an electronic sound.

Well, the Death Guard are pretty weak at psychics, or so they say, but in reality they are one of the most psionically gifted Space Marine Chapters.

What's quite funny is that both Typhons and Mortarion hate psykers but they are also actually powerful psykers.

Now that Taylor approached them without any cover, the dark green lady immediately looked up.

She has black hair, a holy face, and slightly pointed ears. She should have been created in imitation of the goddess of life of the elves.

Of course, there are many things Taylor wants to complain about, but one thing I have to mention is that the aesthetics of those stinky cans are still online...

But the Emperor was above him, and Taylor had to think about one thing at this moment, that is, whether these guys all had similar habits...

He mumbled to himself for a long time, and then the lady spoke.

"Where did this evil heretic come from? Reveal your true form!"

Taylor was caught off guard by the slander. He couldn't help but mock Typhoon for being so shameless at his age, but he immediately retorted.

"Evil ways?"

"Let's not talk about who first entered the minds of my soldiers. Secondly, who is the person who deceived the people? And then, your true identity is obviously about to be revealed."

"I admire you for being able to speak up in such a situation and showing no shame."

"Is that so, Captain of the First Company of the Death Guard? No, it's the Legion Commander, Mr. Typhons!"

And the lady replied. "What are you talking about?"

"I am Lilith, the goddess of fate of the Eldar. I have come to ensure that humanity triumphs over this catastrophe. Where does this evil sect come from?"

Taylor was a little confused. Typhoon was also interested in role-playing?

But at this moment, a thin man in a dark green robe walked into the hall. Now the three of them looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

Apparently it's a bit too lively here.

It's better to say it's too lively...

(End of this chapter)