Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 60 Visitors from the Court of Inquisition
"You said you drank tea in the tomb of a Necron Overlord, killed several demons, and then freed a high-level demon?"

She was a pretty female interrogator wearing a leather jacket, with a good figure and holding a rose knot.

And she was looking at Taylor as if he were crazy.

Under the glow of promethium lamps and the eerie monotony of the chamber, the Inquisition's higher-ups watched the investigation from behind one-way glass.

She knew very well that her decision would determine the future direction of this man.

Should he be sent to the penal camps that traitors to the Empire should go to, or have his brain removed and become a servitor, or be worshipped by thousands of people, and even have his reputation further enhanced?
The bytes that come out of your mouth will become a reflection of a person's future. This is the interrogator, who has great power and ability.

But in fact, she is not a radical within the Inquisition.

She could understand Taylor's greatness and knew many rumors about him, but for the sake of the empire, those flaws were not intolerable.

From this point of view, she is not even a qualified judge.

Therefore, although she was an apprentice under the Grand Inquisitor of this star zone and could use the rose knot, it was not her own thing, but her mentor's.

Of course, she is also the most powerful psychic in this star zone. If she had not used the most clever and skillful psychic technology to find out the inner thoughts of Taylor's men and the confessions of some members of Catachan and the Battle Sisters.

She also wouldn't believe Taylor's experience.

This man not only fought off the invasion of Chaos Space Marine warbands for half a month, but also drank tea in a tomb and fought against Chaos together with the Necron Overlord.

The interrogator sighed, picked up the pointed hat, and her golden hair slipped out from inside the hat. Beneath her delicate expression like a doll, the cold and beautiful woman spoke in the most severe tone.

"I will explore your memories. Do not resist, do not be afraid, or my psychic power may tear your brain tissue apart."

Taylor is now in a panic. He is afraid that his wild thoughts, mainly the knowledge he gained before traveling through time, will be seen by the Inquisition. God knows what they will think of him?
By then, joining the Imperial Guard might just be wishful thinking!
But he had no ability to refuse. This was the Inquisition. Under the Emperor, they were number one, and executing first and reporting later was the norm.

When faced with alien and heretic contamination, the Inquisition has the responsibility and ability to use its privileges to confront people. No matter if you are a veteran, a high-ranking noble, an officer, or a Space Marine, you must retreat when facing the Inquisition.

Fortunately, memory detection is a very complicated skill. Just the slightest mistake can lead to madness and death of the person being detected. In order to avoid this, psychics are very strict in screening memories.

In other words, in addition to "Tomb" and "Demon", there may be additional entries such as "Recent" or "Resistance".

It is impossible to truly see through a person's mind reading.

Otherwise, just the memory capacity of one person would be enough to drive a psychic crazy.

Of course, the universe is so vast that even if humans can't do it, maybe other races or creatures in the subspace can do it. Plus, everything is subject to accidents.

So when the uneasy Taylor's mind was invaded by psychic energy, he could only try to empty himself.

When the female interrogator entered Taylor's memory, the picture she saw was actually different from Taylor's. First of all, memory is not accurate and it can only serve as a tool to assist in exploration.

Secondly, the amount of information, or knowledge, she possesses is different from Taylor's.

Therefore, in her eyes, the loyal Mr. Taylor not only remained calm in the face of the threat from the Undead Overlord, but even took the initiative to ask for more information.

While releasing the demons threatened the Empire, it also protected the world from being destroyed by the Warp rift.

Frankly speaking, merits and demerits should be balanced. The Empire will severely punish those who betray and reward those who are loyal. This has always been the case.

She opened her eyes, her purple pupils gradually turning back to blue after the psychic energy dissipated, and then she spoke seriously.

"I still need to follow you for follow-up inspections. I may have to live in your unit for a while."

Taylor replied unsurely.

"An interrogator?"

He felt as if his head was pierced by something sharp. He was sure he wasn't hurt, but it was definitely uncomfortable to have his memories felt. He rubbed his temple.

And the lady answered. "Yes, an inquisitor, and I will judge whether you are pure or not."

"During this time you will also carry out your duties normally, whether it's protecting the empire or being stationed anywhere."

Taylor nodded. A powerful psychic would definitely be helpful to his troops...

He had been almost frightened silly by those demons before.

However, he was still a little concerned about the follow-up of that incident. He and his brothers had been imprisoned in the Inquisition building for a long time.

During those dark days, they had been filling out various forms and being questioned all sorts of things until the interrogator arrived and used memory tests to prove their loyalty.

Taylor was a little dissatisfied. Could the Tribunal be so arrogant and indifferent to people's lives?

Of course they can...

But now that he knew the preliminary verdict was not guilty, he boldly asked, "What happened to the undead and the cultists?"

"Is it okay for me to free a demon?"

The lady replied. "I shouldn't say too much, but."

"You are entitled to know, and you should know."

"About a week after you were imprisoned, a large number of undead fleets appeared on the satellite of the Luka world. They left this world with their overlord."

"Maybe they're looking for a place more suitable for recuperation, or maybe they're looking for their alien empire.

"As for the cultists, their battle barges left before the Inquisition's black ships arrived. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be heading to the Eye of Terror."

"I have tasked the Captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines to find them."

"And that demon wasn't liberated using a proper ritual. Instead, your actions made him extremely weak."

"Sicarius?" Taylor immediately read out the name of the famous Captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines. Everyone in the entire Empire knew the great achievements of that powerful Space Marine.

"Did he really manage to cross the Warp and capture Magnus the Red without Geller's presence?"

The interrogator showed a complicated expression. "Who knows..."

Taylor could only smile bitterly. "Looks like it has nothing to do with me."

He now stood up and extended his hand as if he were the host.

"Next you will come to Class 15, my territory. I think you have seen them. They are all very tough, but I hope you can get along well..."

"Class 15 will always accept our brothers and sisters who treat us well."

Taylor looked at the interrogator. He wouldn't be surprised if she didn't return the greeting.

But she still held Taylor's hand and said.

"If I discover that your achievements have even a hint of Chaos's gift, I will become the blade that kills you."

Taylor smiled. "My conscience is clear, ma'am."

(End of this chapter)