Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The flames were burning in the old gasoline barrel. The rusty gasoline barrel with several holes in it was burning with fire. The flame lit up the dim streets around it.

Like the profound environment here, the people here are very uncomfortable, in every sense of the word.

But most of the people here have implants, all of which are shoddy, rags of varying workmanship, rattling inferior drive shafts, and rusty mechanical casings tattooed with various blasphemous patterns.

Even those who did not have implants were tattooed with various disgusting and profane tattoos, and the way they dressed made it clear that they were not good, law-abiding citizens of the empire.

It has to be said that all lawbreakers, cultists and heretics are quite honest, allowing you to clearly see them from a long distance, confirm their identity in a millisecond, and then consider whether to shoot.

Vito came to the door of a bar, and there was a bar on this dark street deep underground.

The store sign was lit up with eye-catching purple lights, and the purple halo illuminated the surrounding dim illusion. The darkness was shrouded in a layer of strange purple, making it look even more psychedelic and strange, like...

Vito still remembered that purple-skinned girl. It was so exciting. How long had it been since he had seen her? several years? Or a few months? Every time he stayed with her, Vito felt like time was in chaos.

He laughed, then shrugged, rubbed his neck and pushed open the door of the bar with "Silver Snake Bar" written in Low Gothic.

Vito walked into the bar. This was a well-cared-for bar. Different from the chaotic and dilapidated low-nest abandoned industrial buildings outside, everything here was taken care of in an orderly manner.

Complete wine table, clean floor and walls hung with tapestries and decorations, of course, there is also the iconic silver snake logo inlaid on the large bar table.

I have to say that as a low-den bar, the integrity of this place is a bit out of place with the decor, but in fact business here is booming and the place is packed with people.

Most of them are locals. Without exception, they all carry weapons and show their identity in the most direct way.

Vito looked at them, looking at everyone with his peripheral vision, the person with the coiled snake tattoo and the hammer tattoo, and the person with the blooming flower tattoo?

I guessed right, these customers who were hostile to each other were probably members of the three gangs.

It's funny how these low-level gangsters can grudgingly sit together, well, at least drink in the same bar, and not even draw their guns.

Vito smiled jokingly and walked towards the bar and the female bartender who was cleaning the wine glass. She looked at the wine glass in her hand with lowered eyes.

Long eyelashes and delicate braids hanging on her face, and some kind of strange mask on her face, a gas mask or something like that?

It's funny, the air here doesn't seem to be unbreathable, at least not unacceptable to most people who would come to the Low Nest, but she's wearing a filter?

Vito leaned on the bar and looked at the beauty in front of him with a joking smile. The cold female bartender also looked at him. After a moment, she put the wine glass in front of him and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

Vito smiled and took out a few imperial gold coins from his arms, "It's better, don't use them as waste, and don't mix them with water." "Of course."

The female bartender took a glass of golden-orange wine from the wine rack and filled Vito's glass.

The latter raised his glass and looked at it, then nodded slightly with satisfaction, "Golden Pirate? How interesting. This is a kind of wine that is not popular in the empire, but because."

"Because it's pirates and heretics who drink it, but it tastes good."

The female bartender said with her hands on her hips. Vito smiled slightly and took a sip of the golden-orange drink. Then he took out a few gold coins and put them on the table. Among the gold coins, there was a big thing, a pendant. Silver snake pendant.

The female bartender looked at the pendant and was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Vito, who shrugged naturally, "Pour yourself a glass, this wine is indeed good, and Antonio asked me to give it to you. You question mark.”

The female bartender smiled softly and skillfully filled another wine glass. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip without touching Vito. The latter shrugged helplessly and then took a sip himself.

"What is your relationship with Antonio?" "A cooperative relationship. I helped him get something done, so he is helping me get something done now. To be precise, he thinks you can help me, Miss Silver Snake."

Silver Snake leaned on the wine table and approached Vito, looking into Vito's eyes with his silver-gray eyes. The latter also looked directly into those eyes, as if he was opening his mind and letting him examine his soul. generally.

Miss Silver Snake withdrew her body after a moment, took out a wine glass from under the wine table and wiped it, "Tell me, what can I guarantee if I don't report?"

Vito turned to look at the group of customers behind him. Most of them were noisy and used all kinds of vulgar and impolite words, but after all, this is a low-end restaurant, what else can you expect?

"It's really interesting that the members of these three gangs can coexist peacefully with you."

"Peaceful coexistence? No, this is a neutral bar. No one can use knives or guns on my territory."

"And they listened to you?"

Vito smiled charmingly and raised his glass to pay tribute to Silver Snake. The latter shrugged slightly, picked up the glass and looked at the crystal structure inside, "This is a place of intelligence and negotiation."

"Vito Constantine, just call me Vito, no need to add sir. It's probably not popular here, right?"

Silver Snake turned his head, looked at Vito with those extremely charming eyes, and then turned back, "None of the three low-nest kings intend to destroy the only neutral zone, destroy negotiations and consultations, or obtain intelligence. An opportunity to cheat the opponent.”

"It seems that you are selling information to three parties, Silver Snake." "As long as the conditions are right, Vito, tell me now, how can I help you? I guess you are not here to drink."

"Indeed." Vito took another sip of wine, "Although this wine is indeed quite good, but yes, I am here for the news."

"A few weeks ago, a shuttle crashed on Owen-4, and its survivors came to Victoria Prime. Do you mind telling me their whereabouts?"

Vito smiled, and Silver Snake looked at him with a strange look and put the wine glass back on the shelf.

"They came to the lower nest, alone." "One? I heard it was six." "Is it strange? This is the lower nest." "Of course not, please continue."

"They came here, and they all had tattoos of coiled snakes. People from the Devotional Association came to see them, and then they left with the people from the Devotional Association. If I'm not mistaken, they are still here on the hands of the Devotional Association."

Vito touched his chin, thoughtfully, "Are you sure they are members of the Pious Society?" "Although they are not like low-hive people, yes, I can see that if you want to find them, you need to get from the Pious Society. With people on hand, I guess it’s not easy.”

The young judge looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and then showed a smile. It was not a fake smile, "Then what do you suggest me to do?" "Gaining their trust, Piety will value this very much, Vito, but I want this opportunity”

Silver Snake stopped. She raised her eyes and watched a few young people from the pious association rushing into the bar. They whispered something, and then the entire pious association in the bar got up and left, and they all looked pretty. Big fire.

Vito smiled, "The opportunity has come."

Silver Snake looked at Vito with admiration in her eyes. She crossed her arms and shrugged slightly, "Then I wish you good luck, Vito. I have returned Antonio's favor."

"Don't worry, we will meet again." Vito drank all the wine, and Silver Snake looked at her with confusion and suspicion. "If you want to exchange information with me again, you'd better bring something valuable. Vito.”

He waved his hand and walked towards the exit of the bar.