Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty the Inquisitor."

"It doesn't have to be like this, I'm just a messenger."

Bonavia was wearing her crisp uniform, the female judge's expression was extremely serious, and the scars on her face were very scary: "Please captain, come and see me."

Hearing this, the man standing opposite her smiled bitterly: "I'm the captain, what can I do for you?"

He has no background, he is just a small rogue, and the ship he is standing on is also a shabby family heritage. This lady inquisitor can kill him right here without having to bear any consequences. He has to be careful.

, be careful, be careful again.

Bonneville frowned: "What are you afraid of?"

The captain was speechless for a moment. He was a middle-aged man with black hair and an unattractive appearance. His only advantage was probably that he was quite tall. He smiled bitterly and said: "I just--"

"Okay, I know what you are afraid of, see clearly!"

Bonavia pointed to the imperial double-headed eagle on her uniform and said sternly: "If you have never done anything to harm the empire, then you don't need to be afraid! If you are loyal, I will not be afraid of you."

Just a passerby!"

She approached the captain, squinted her eyes, and asked word by word: "Are you loyal, Captain?"

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead in an instant.

"I, of course I am loyal, Lord Inquisitor."

The captain vividly demonstrated what it means to laugh is uglier than crying: "You, you, what can you do?"

"You visited the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar half a month ago to conduct trade. Is the record true?"

"It's true, it's true!"

"What was bought and sold? Don't try to lie to me. I will retrieve any records on this matter. If I find you lying, trust me, Captain."

Bonavia smiled meaningfully: "You don't want to know what I will do to you."

"I will never lie!"

The captain was almost scared to death - he had been wandering among the stars for many years, and he had heard the interrogation procedures of the inquisitors. Now even if he was given a powerful stimulant, he would not dare to disobey it.

A judge who looks like a ruthless character.

"Very good, Captain." Bonavia nodded. "Your family has only been passed down for two generations, and you only have one Conqueror-class interstellar sailing ship. I want to ask you, how did you end up with the Ultramar Five Hundred

The world is on the line?”

"I......."

His hesitation made Bonavia frown in displeasure, and a cold and thick voice came from the darkness behind her: "Let me do it."

At that moment, goosebumps appeared on the captain's skin.

He began to tremble uncontrollably, and a bit of cold air came out of the darkness behind the female judge, like a dead hand, coldly and mercilessly holding his heart. Just hearing the sound made him feel uncomfortable.

He was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Immediately afterwards, there were footsteps.

Heavy, ruthless, and monotonous. A giant walked out of the darkness. He lowered his head and looked down at the sluggish captain. He stretched out his hand and lifted him up from the ground - until it was parallel to his own eyepiece.

The giant said in a smooth tone: "Speak, or I let you speak."

Half a minute later, he started pouring the beans into the bamboo tube and explained everything. He even mentioned the idea of ​​smuggling, without omitting anything.

Without embarrassing the captain too much, Bonavia and Frank quickly left the ship. Which rogue trader doesn't smuggle? If the water is clear, there will be no fish. If the control is too strict, these people will not have enough to eat. What's more?

, he hasn't smuggled it yet - it won't be too late to check on him then, he should have some money by then.

They are currently on a small boat, which is not unusual for being visible from everywhere. It is mostly used for short-distance voyages. The destination of this trip is to return to the Glory of Macragge to resurrect the original body of the Ultramarines.

.

Frank didn't have any dislike for him, but he couldn't say he liked him. He didn't like anyone, and he only respected Steve. The Punisher stood silently near the wall, blending into the darkness. He didn't even choose to sit down

Next, the Inquisitor sat next to him, writing something on a portable personal terminal.

"What are you writing?" Frank asked rarely.

"Oh!" Bonavia was obviously startled. "Nothing, sir, it's just a mission report."

"To whom?"

"...I wrote two copies, my lord. One for Lord Guilliman and one for the Inquisition." She sighed. "The paperwork is really difficult."

Frank's tone and question sounded no different than an interrogation: "Why two copies?"

"Because you have to submit two copies, my lord..." The judge grimaced. The paperwork was a nightmare for her. "If possible, I don't want to write so much."

"Backward bureaucracy," Frank commented coldly.

He shook his head: "I don't understand, why don't you let me kill them all? These worms will only waste food if they live. It's better to give them to those who really need them, such as those soldiers fighting on the front line.

.”

Bonavia put down the paperwork in her hands, raised her head and looked up at Frank in the darkness, and said slowly: "My lord..."

"Um?"

"Even in the trial court, killing will only be used as a last resort." The female judge said seriously.

"Everyone's life is the emperor's currency, some are rusty, some are shiny. We will not kill anyone without permission unless it is absolutely necessary. Of course, except for traitors."

She said murderously: "Every traitor deserves to die."

"But your method is too drastic - the current situation of the empire is like this. Corrupt and incompetent bureaucrats can be seen everywhere, and there is nothing we can do about it. Because without these people, the empire's system will collapse. Two evils.

, take it easy, sir, we have no other choice.”

"Maybe." Frank said noncommittally. "Maybe my methods are indeed fierce and ruthless, but killing them will make the world a better place."

"Kill them, and there will be more corrupt and incompetent bastards fighting for that position below, causing greater unrest." Bonavia said. "You may feel like you are doing a good thing, but in fact...

..It’s not.”

Frank stared at her and said nothing for a while.

"I never said I was doing any good, Bonavia."

He called her name for the first time, but his tone remained flat.

"I know what I am - I'm a monster fighting a war that's long over. I'll die, but before I die, there's nothing that can stop me from putting bullets in their heads. Maybe kill

If we kill them, more of these bastards will appear, so I will kill them until they dare not appear."

The female judge shook her head helplessly and continued to do her paperwork. She knew that she would not be able to convince this paranoid adult.

Just leave the hard work to someone else.

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Revenge.

The mage who had disappeared for three days came out of his quiet room with messy black hair. His expression looked very calm. Angron, who came after hearing the news, looked at his golden eyes and was a little stunned.

"You..." he said incredulously: "You are actually his biological son, right?"

"...?"

He Shenyan almost fell to the ground. He said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is just part of the sequelae."

"Sequelae?" Angron accurately grasped the key points of his words.

"I turned his spiritual energy into fire and burned myself many times to drive away Nurgle's blessing."

He Shenyan spoke in an understatement, but Angron almost took a breath.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Pretty much, I've never been sober." He Shenyan replied seriously. "Don't be so surprised. I've done a lot of similar things, and I survived every time."

"Have you ever considered the possibility of your own failure?"

"Yes, but I succeed every time."

The corners of Angron's eyes twitched. He had never seen anyone like He Shenyan.

The original body of the World-Eating Brave took a deep breath and said slowly: "You represent many things now, mage. In my eyes, you even represent a part of the future of mankind more than the guy sitting on the chair.

So, you have to-"

"——Don't wear such a high hat on me."

The mage smiled and waved his hands, but his tone was very serious: "Without him, human beings are nothing now. I just made a small contribution, let's talk about other things."

He raised his chin: "Does the teleportation technology feel okay?"

"It's very good. It's much more comfortable than torpedoes. It has no bumps and is fast. You can launch a surprise attack as soon as it appears. It also comes with a strong light, which can even blind them for a moment."

Angron could not be more satisfied: "There is only one question, can this thing be popularized?"

"It is possible, but the conditions will be very harsh." He Shenyan spread his hands. "You are the Astartes. I designed the magic circle myself, and I supplied the magic power of the Vengeance. So your teleportation was successful.

If it had been anyone else, it might not have gone so smoothly."

"It seems that there is no hope for promotion." Angron thought seriously. "Besides, your...spell is not suitable for promotion. The psykers are already enough to cause headaches."

"indeed so."

"So, you are completely fine now?"

"Of course, I burned myself for three days."

If it were anyone else, Angron would definitely not believe that he had completely gotten rid of Nurgle's influence. But He Shenyan had proven himself many times, whether it was crossing the world or directly making a battleship out of planets.

What's more, his now golden eyes are the best proof.

He Shenyan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

He recalled that he had been detecting the spiritual power around the Revenge since he walked out of the quiet room, and conveniently increased the engine's output by fifty percent.

The mage stared at the passing scenery outside the window, and Angron heard him say: "A short voyage through the warp is feasible, Angron..."

He turned around: "So, we can declare that the operation has officially begun."