Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

Beneath her alluring exterior lurked a dangerous aura, and Lancelot's intuition told him that it was best not to refuse the woman's offer.

"What does Salona want?"

Salona, ​​the current governor's wife, has a perfect appearance but a cruel personality. She likes to collect "artworks" that even the most perverted nobles would find excessive.

If it weren't for her illustrious family background, no one would want to marry such a crazy woman.

In order to maintain his increasingly weak rule, the current governor had no choice but to marry Salona in order to gain the support of the Granville family, a very wise choice.

Shortly after their marriage, Sharona's father and several brothers passed away one after another, and the position of head of the Granville family naturally fell to her.

Rumors circulated among the nobility that the deaths of several Granville family heirs were so coincidental because the governor had secretly intervened behind the scenes, but anyone who knew the governor knew that this was a baseless rumor.

If the governor truly possessed such ability, he wouldn't have squandered his initial advantage and ultimately been forced to marry Sharona Granville.

All of this points to one fact: that madwoman, Salona, ​​killed her own father and brother for power.

You have to be extra careful when making a deal with such a dangerous person, or you might not even know why you died.

Seeing the solemn expression on Lancelot's face, Corla's smile widened.

Like her mistress, she enjoys seeing conflicted, hesitant, fearful, and solemn expressions on other people's faces, as it makes them clearly feel that the other person is under their control.

A sweet and slightly seductive voice rang in Lancelot's ears: "Ten Terra days ago, our dear Governor died unexpectedly in his bedroom."

"In order to stabilize the situation in the entire hive, Lady Salona had no choice but to temporarily take over the governorship. However, some people who could not see the situation clearly thought this was an overstepping of authority and wanted to drive the lady out and take the governorship for themselves."

"We both know what they're thinking. They just want to take advantage of the situation. This is betrayal, and the Madam will not allow traitors to appear in her palace. We will purge those who raised objections."

Corra paused, placed the laser pistol on the desk in front of Lancelot, and pointed a slender finger at his chest, saying:

"And you, Brigadier General Lancelot Griffin, currently the highest-ranking military officer among the nobles, your stance on this matter is of paramount importance. The lady has promised that if you can stand on her side, your family will receive a substantial reward."

Lancelot did not give his answer immediately.

This pie sounds tempting, but a veteran who has spent years in aristocratic circles and experienced all sorts of deceit and treachery wouldn't gamble the fate of his entire family on a madwoman just because a maid says a few words.

Just as Lancelot hesitated, Corra pouted and blew a breath toward his face, instantly filling his nostrils with an intoxicating scent.

The smell made Lancelot's head spin. In his hazy state, he saw himself standing at the pinnacle of power, with everyone kneeling before the governor's throne in submission.

Even the madwoman who had troubled the nobles was extremely docile, lying in his arms and constantly acting coquettishly. This feeling of being in control fascinated him.

Let's take a gamble. If we succeed, the Griffin family will have a chance to seize the governorship!

All his previous concerns were put aside; now Lancelot only wanted to know the specific conditions Salona had offered.

When he asked what was on his mind, Corra knew that his operation had succeeded. Now, all that was left was to get the man in front of him to stand on the same side as the Granville family.

"The position of commander of the Hive City Garrison, the transportation business quota of Bakda Hive City Port, and most importantly, the Griffin family can choose one-sixth of the positions that will become vacant next."

"These spots are entirely up to you. Whether you give them to family members or sell them as bargaining chips in political deals, Madam will not interfere."

"Now there's only one question left: what do you need me to do?"

"It's simple. Stabilize the situation at the lower nest and blockade the middle nest to prevent those overconfident guys from running around."

After stating the hostess's request, Corra seemed to suddenly remember something, raised her hand to tap her forehead, and added, "I almost forgot, there's also that guy named Xiao Yi. Send him to Madam."

Stabilizing the situation in the nest was Lancelot's original task.

Blockading Zhongchao wouldn't be difficult for him. After so many years in the army, he still had some influence. He could also offer a few lucrative positions to win people's hearts, and the officers in Zhongchao would definitely not oppose him.

The only challenge is how to capture Xiao Yi with minimal cost.

Lancelot had witnessed the opponent's strength before, and now with the help of the Mechanicus Sage and Astartes, taking him down directly would be as difficult as teaching an Oglin to count from one to three.

Clearly, Corra and her mistress knew this too, so when she saw the somewhat troubled expression on Lancelot's face, she reached into her chest and rummaged around for a while before pulling out a bottle of pink potion.

"There are special potions produced by the Granville family's apothecaries. Just a few drops are enough to completely render someone unable to resist, and even Astartes is no exception."

"Use it sparingly, there's only one bottle left."

After placing the potion on the desk, Corra turned to leave, just as Lancelot's voice rang out again: "Why would Salona, ​​who has never left the top floor, know the name of an outsider?"

Kollra paused, then said softly, "It's a secret. I'll tell you after you complete your mission."

After saying that, the maid quickened her pace and pushed open the door to leave, seemingly not wanting to waste too much time on this matter.

There's something wrong; there must be some unknown secret hidden within Salona.

Lancelot recalled various pieces of information about Xiao Yi, and after sorting through them for half an hour, he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Hmm? I can move now." Looking at his raised arm, Lancelot began to move his tired limbs. After struggling for a few minutes, he finally managed to get up and walk to his desk.

Seeing the pink potion that Corra had placed on the table, Lancelot couldn't help but reach out with his right hand.

With a gentle pull of the wooden stopper, a familiar scent wafted out of the bottle, exactly the same as the scent on Corra. Just as Lancelot was beginning to doubt the potion's effectiveness, his body went limp and he collapsed again.

Fortunately, he could still move this time. After struggling to put the stopper back on, Lancelot leaned back in his chair, panting heavily. His respiratory system had temporarily stopped working due to the weakness he had just experienced.

"Just smelling it makes me feel weak all over; imagine if it were injected into a human body..."

Lost in thought, Lancelot didn't notice that his pupils had unknowingly turned purple.

The command center operated as usual, as if nothing had happened except for the pink potion in the brigadier general's hand and the extra soldier corpses in the corner.