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"That's it, Chapter Commander Insel, you and your Chapter turned out to be so meritorious!"

Sister Ankosha nodded happily: "Your Majesty, what a hero I am meeting!"

Faced with her sincere words, Insel coughed rather uncomfortably. Sitting up straight, he said meticulously: "It's all within the scope of my duties. Sister, do you have any questions?"

"Oh, yes! Yes! What do you think of the Captain?"

This question made Insel silent for thirty seconds. If he hadn't been convinced that the nun's question contained no malice, his expression might have changed by now.

The question is, why did she ask that?

The Chapter Master of the Iron Serpents thought quickly - she is the narrator sent by the original body, does she have free will? Are her questions coming from her own will, or is it a sign from the original body? The original body is asking the captain

An investigation? No, that can't happen...

"May I know why you are asking this question?" Insel asked expressionlessly as his thinking continued.

"Because this issue is important, Chapter Master Inser. You see, since I boarded this sacred ship, all I have seen are the miracles brought by the captain. But he himself has only seen

I met him, and he never said a word to me again."

Ankosha raised her notebook seriously and handed it to Inser: "You can read it, I have been interviewing the people on the Vengeance. From the Astartes to the Astra Militarum, from civilians to

Merchant - I have been trying to restore the true image of the captain, but what I have always received are vague and one-sided words."

Insel reached out and took it, turning it over roughly.

It had to be said that he was quite surprised by this nun's investigation. Her investigative ability should not be placed on a battle nun. She should be an inquisitor.

The contents of the notebook were the same as what she said, and most of them were one-sided words. Judging from the date, Insel deduced that she had done this work a month ago. In this short period of one month

However, she summed up a complete image of the captain through fragmented speculations and fragmented speculations on a certain page of her notebook in just a few words.

"captain."

"The living saint seems to be a mystic. He appears to be friendly, but in fact he is also very distant."

"He often walks on the first bridge, his whereabouts are unpredictable. He greets everyone he sees and can chat with everyone. He has no airs. However, according to the description, he is naturally awe-inspiring."

"The true master of the Revenge is also its forger. I can't imagine how the captain shaped such a star warship. Is there any limit to his power?"

Insel read bit by bit, and soon reached the bottom, which was a line of circled words.

"The existence of the captain has deeply shaken my understanding of the material world. In my understanding, the existence of such power can only be a natural phenomenon. He helped the empire so selflessly, but to a considerable extent

He carelessly revealed that he himself was not a person who was educated and raised by the empire at all. I can’t understand it, I can’t understand it.”

On the other side, Sister Ankosha continued her story.

"According to the few words I got, the captain first appeared in the early days of the Eye of Terror. He saved many people as soon as he appeared. He has many other achievements that I still haven't investigated clearly, but I think that the imperial traitor Abaddon has already

Killed by him."

She didn't hide anything, and she didn't even care about the dangerous looks from the two Iron Snake monks standing by the door.

Insel put down her notebook, her expression calm, and she was no longer the same as before.

"Do you know who you are investigating, Sister?" he asked flatly.

"I know, I'm investigating the captain of the Revenge."

"He's more than just the captain of the Revenge."

Insel slowly stood up and looked down at the nun who was very small to him, with anger appearing in his eyes for the first time.

"He also represents many things. He saved the Iron Serpent, he brought new hope...and you are investigating him. I hope you will seriously consider your actions, Sister. At the same time, I also have

I have a question for you."

"Why?"

"because--"

"——Be careful, nun!" Insel shouted sharply. "Watch your next words and what you are about to say, because it is related to your life! Do you understand?!"

Ankosha stood up without giving an inch. She still looked small in front of Insel, but her courage made up for it.

With incomprehensible firmness, the nun expressed her thoughts to the Chapter Master word for word.

"Because I have to do it, and my conscience doesn't allow me to forget the truth."

"The captain is an undisputed hero. I can see this from your attitude and the attitudes of others. You respect him from the bottom of your heart, rather than when you usually face the Ministry of Military Affairs or senior officials.

The disdain for officials - yes, I know your attitude towards them. So I know that the captain must be a great person."

"Then, his deeds should not be buried. Those honors should be known to the entire empire, and his name should start to be praised even on the most remote planets. If we don't respect heroes, then what about the blood they left behind?

For whom is it shed?"

Her words made Inser's attitude slow down a little, but the atmosphere was still tense: "What you said is not unreasonable, but the captain's own wishes are the most important. If he doesn't want his deeds to be known, you can't

Do you insist on doing this?"

"Yes."

The nun nodded solemnly: "As I said, Chapter Captain Inser. The captain may not care about what he has done, but we must care! He has given so much - look at it

This battleship we are stepping on, how can such a creation not pay the price?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became: "Of course the captain has the right not to care, but we must also express our gratitude! Otherwise, who are we?!"

For the first time in his life, Inser felt speechless.

Yes, he was never good at words, but that didn't mean that he didn't know what to say. However, in front of this mortal nun, Insel completely lost his will to refute.

"I think you are right." Inser said slowly, sitting back on the sofa. "You have won my respect, Sister, but I still can't tell you the whole truth."

Ankesha's eyes suddenly darkened, she pursed her lips, took back her notebook, and planned to turn around and leave. Yinsel's voice sounded at the right moment.

"But I can tell you one thing." He said. "Yes, just like you think, he is indeed a hero."

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Ankosha walked out of the Iron Serpents' camp in despair. She didn't understand why everyone was hiding the past deeds of a hero from her.

What are they worried about? Will I go crazy after learning the truth?

With this thought in mind, she sighed and bumped into three Astra Militarum soldiers.

"Uh, this nun, is your name Ankosha?" one of them asked cautiously. "We are from the 717th Kadian Regiment. My name is Corey Adams and I am a sergeant. You are here this morning.

You watched the simulated battle between us and the 714th Regiment, right?"

Ankesha looked at him for a while, and then she managed to gather her energy to sort out the matter. She nodded and asked feebly: "Yes, I am Ankesha, Sergeant Corey, what can I do for you?"

"

"It's not convenient to talk here. Can you go with us to a relatively quiet place to talk in detail? I can guarantee that we just want to talk to you."

"...Okay, you can lead the way."

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at a tavern in the second bridge and asked for a private room. Three Astra Militarum bosses huddled together and looked nervously at Anko, who was sitting opposite them.

Sister Sarah, then Corey spoke.

"That's right, Sister, we want to know, what do you think of our mock battle?"

Ankosha thought to herself, I didn't even pay attention to how you were playing. While watching the battle, I kept asking your regiment leader who died early about the past.

Of course, she definitely couldn't answer like this, so she smiled politely and said, "You guys played very well, you three. I'm very impressed with you."

In her mind, since these three people could be sent out to ask such questions, they must have made considerable contributions in the simulated battle. But she found that after saying these words, the expressions on the three people's faces changed.

It changed all of a sudden.

The expression of the leader, Sergeant Corey, became quite absurd. He opened his mouth and stared, as if he didn't know what to say. The man sitting next to him wanted to bury his head under the table. As for the final

That one, his eyes were already distracted.

"Ha, ha, is that so?" Corey smiled tremblingly. "Then, will you write this battle into your account?"

"Ah, it depends on the situation."

Ankesha frowned. Although she didn't know what they meant, she still answered according to the rules and regulations: "My account is only a first draft at the moment, and the specific publication matters will have to wait until I compile a more detailed manuscript.

,So, I’m sorry, you three, I don’t know if this battle will be recorded.”

"......ah."

Sergeant Corey first made an indescribable monotonous sound, and then suddenly came to his senses. He seemed to have realized something, and asked eagerly: "In other words, you can not record this battle.

Go in, right?"

"...That's true, but, sergeant, why do you say that?"

Ankesha frowned more and more, instinctively feeling that something was wrong: "Isn't this a good thing for you three? I mean, since your group sent you three to discuss this matter with me, then

, you three must have made outstanding achievements in the simulated battle. How could anyone not like their achievements to be recorded?"

Speaking of this, she obviously had some associations, and her expression became unsightly: "This is really beyond my understanding!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. We..."

Corey exchanged glances with the remaining two people. After realizing that the nun did not know the truth of the matter, he gritted his teeth and told the whole truth.

After a flustered explanation, Ankesha's mood temporarily calmed down. She looked at the three soldiers sitting upright with suspicion, and her expression was quite exciting.

"Honestly, you three, I didn't expect that your appeal would be this..." She said with a bit of laughter and tears. "Besides, the chat between the three of you in the simulated battle was indeed a bit...

Well, that’s child’s play.”

She thought for a long time before she came up with this less hurtful word, but Corey's expression still became more bitter. He nodded: "Yes, yes, we did nothing, and we deserve to be scolded. But, nun

, you see... we are not bad people, we are just relaxing for a while, so, can you please not write this down? "

Taryn stammered in agreement: "Yes, please, Sister, we will do anything as long as it does not involve military regulations!"

"I swear to the Bart family, Sister, as long as you agree to our request, we will definitely serve you." Morrison Bart solemnly raised his right hand, put four fingers together, and swore a solemn oath.

"That's it..."

Ankosha's original thoughts about searching for the truth came to life again. She asked a question nonchalantly: "So, how long have the three of you been serving?"

"Four years, six months and three days." Corey said without hesitation. "We joined the 717th Regiment together."

"It turns out they are three respectable veterans! Then, I have a question for them."

Ankosha tried hard to suppress her urge to smile. She licked her lips, suppressed her excitement, and looked as if nothing had happened: "What do you think of the captain? I mean, can you tell me about him?"

Some of his deeds?”

The three of them looked at each other.

A few minutes later, they walked out of the tavern with their heads held high. Ancosha chased after them with an ugly face and shouted: "Are you really not thinking about it anymore?!"

"No, Sister." Corey, who had been humble just now, replied rather forcefully. "Just look at the warehouse. We won't do this kind of thing. You look down on us too much."

"What do you mean this kind of thing?!"

The nun almost collapsed. She ignored the eyes of others and shouted loudly on the bridge: "I just want to admire his glory. What's wrong with me?!"

And those three people had already gone far.

They returned to the station uneasily and informed the regiment leader of the details of the whole incident without hiding anything. Unexpectedly, the regiment leader who should have been furious was no longer angry and even smiled.

"You can return to the team." He said with a grin. "This matter has been written off."

"What?"

The three of them looked at each other and felt incredible: "But, we -"

"--Why!"

The captain laughed more and more crazily, raised a hand to stop what they were saying, and said seriously: "Stop talking about this kind of thing, let the captain take the initiative to announce through the array that you will return to the team immediately, and it will also come as a bonus.

A batch of composite magic cannons...hahahahahahaha!"

He suddenly laughed wildly: "There will be another mock battle tomorrow. These bastards from the 714th Regiment will wait for me!"