Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Vito was sitting on the stone steps. He was in a quiet inner room, which was isolated from the hustle and bustle of the banquet hall outside. Everything was very quiet and suitable for interviews.

Bell's voice didn't come from outside the sand curtain. He was outside with several Astartes guards. Of course, when someone came to be summoned, he would announce their names in a loud voice, adding their surnames instead of One, or maybe two key titles.

Although Bell called out those names, Vito hardly remembered any of them, and he had no impression of them at all. It was like just watching them in passing, and the gorgeous skirts and dresses were all the same in his eyes.

Then those people would come in, walk in front of him in this dark and quiet inner room, and then kneel in front of him, trembling under the gaze of other Astartes guards around him.

Vito is not alone here, Olivia, Tyrfan, Sarah, and Anthony are all here, in addition to the guards led by Lancelot.

He stood behind Vito with a sword, without wearing a helmet, but the effect was even better. He stood silently in the shadows, with only his face flashing from time to time in the flickering firelight. Every move he made could scare the people in front of him. Got to pee in the ass.

It's nice, really, when Vito is tired of talking to someone, all it takes is the slightest hint and Lancelot will bang his scabbard on the ground or drive them away with a piercing look, which most people They will all run away in a hurry, which is shameless and funny.

This became Vito's best pleasure in this long night. Watching the expressions, reactions and frightened movements of those idiots was like watching a group of little mice in a cage, which made him smile from time to time.

Vito once again admired the funny looks of a group of people when they left, especially one of the older ones who tripped and fell on the carpet when leaving, which made Vito laugh brightly.

He watched them leave silently, and then straightened his back. Lancelot stood behind him, holding his sword motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Vito chatted with Sarah for a few words, and then his ears pricked up. He heard the noise outside and the footsteps approaching.

"Bell, tell them I don't want any more sycophants tonight." Vito said with disgust, "I've heard enough flattery and flattery, tell them to go away."

"No, Sir, it's not those people." Bell replied outside the curtain, a huge shadow reflected on the cloth, "It's Jack Jonson and the young lady he brought, Wen Yanal."

Vito raised an eyebrow and sat back down where he had stood up. He straightened his posture and waved his hand, "Let them come in."

They came in, the tall curtain was opened, and Jack came in with a young lady with light pink hair. They looked around at the dark angels. The knights formed a circle and stood in the corners.

Under the silent gazes of the knights, they arrived. Vito looked at them without speaking, but waited for their reactions.

"Your Excellency, Marshal, it is a great honor to see you again." Jack bowed to himself, although his movements were not very standard and needed to be improved.

Olivia frowned when she looked at him, but when she looked at the girl, she showed a relieved smile. Her movements were much more standard, and she behaved appropriately, elegantly and calmly.

She curtsied, picked up the two corners of her skirt, and said, "Your Excellency."

"Is Wenjana right?" Vito asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Her reserved answer may have been intimidated by the aura around her. Even those soldiers who had experienced many battles would be frightened standing in front of the Astartes, let alone the descendants of the Dark Angels who were known for their seriousness and ruthlessness. in front of me.

Vito stood up with a smile. He came to Wen Yaner and motioned for her to look up. The latter did raise her head to look at him. He stared into her eyes and now knew why Olivia let her be herself. The heir's fiancée.

Those eyes reminded Vito of the hive princess in trouble when he first met Olivia. Her eyes were very similar to Olivia's.

Those are the eyes of a young lion, majestic and fierce. She cleverly hides her true face and claws with silence and low-key, only showing them out at the most critical moment to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy who underestimated her.

"A good girl, no wonder you chose her, lucky boy." Vito smiled at Jack, who blushed with a smile.

"Your heir will have a good wife, and his heir will have a good mother."

Olivia nodded in response, but the older Tyrfan was not so sure. He stared at Wen Yanar with obvious disgust in his eyes.

"I think so, our good fortune, Victorians' good fortune."

When he noticed that Vito was looking, Tyrfan said reluctantly, quite reluctantly, and Vito turned back to look at the two children in front of him.

"When is your engagement ceremony?"

"Three days later, in the Cathedral of Salvation." Olivia replied from behind, and Vito nodded in approval after hearing this.

"I will personally participate and recite prayers and send blessings to you."

"Seriously?" Jack was clearly excited and didn't hide it, and Vito responded with a smile.

Jack looked at his fiancée beside him happily, but suddenly his smile froze. He frowned, and his eyes were covered with a haze of resentment.

Wen Yanal seemed to understand and reached out to hold Jack, but he broke away from her and looked up into Vito's eyes.

"Your Excellency, I have an accusation against Yarfan, the daughter of Duke Tyrfan."

Jack spoke righteously, with a firm look in his eyes, "On the way here, in the corridor, Miss Yarfan viciously cursed and humiliated Miss Wen Yanar."

Jack's words were quite knightly, like a brave young rider, which attracted Lancelot's approving eyes, but behind him, Tyrfan's expression was not as satisfactory as expected.

"I think it's just a quarrel between children." Tyrfan said, quickly regaining his composure with a look of contempt.

"Common arguments we all had as children, boys would even get into fights over it."

He continued and Jack immediately frowned, anger welling up inside him, "A common argument? She called her."

Jack resisted saying those words, but the ugly expression on his face already showed the viciousness of those words. The young boy raised his head and looked at Tyrfan bravely.

"I ask you to apologize! Your Excellency, formally apologize to Wen Yanar for your daughter's words." Jack said, and Vito saw the look on Tyrfan's face. He frowned, his face full of anger.

"Jack."

Wen Yanal took Jack's hand and whispered, "Don't make a stalemate because of me. It's okay. You still need it."

"No! If I can't even defend the honor of my future wife, how can I protect the people of Victoria and the Empire?" Jack raised his head, and the short boy suddenly looked like an Astartes giant.

"Please apologize, Lord Tyrfan, I'm waiting."

The thoughts in Tyrfan's heart were reflected on his face, but he saw Vito's calm eyes and Lancelot's more majestic eyes behind him, as if they were also waiting for him.

After a moment, Tyrfan relented, and he looked at Wen Yanar reluctantly, "I apologize to you on behalf of my little daughter, Miss Wen Yanar, please forgive me."

Wen Yanar nodded slightly in response, and Jack also raised his head proudly, just like the dragon-slaying warrior protecting the princess in the painting.

Vito looked at Tyrfan's face and smiled, "Okay, that's it for now. Go ahead, dance and laugh, and enjoy a pleasant night today."

Jack and Wen Yanael bowed to Vito, then held each other's hands and left. The curtain was opened again, and they walked into the colorful lights.

"I will also take my leave first, Your Excellency." Not long after, Tierfan suddenly said, facing Vito with an extremely embarrassed expression. It was obvious that what had just happened made him unwilling to stay here any longer.

"There are still guests and friends waiting for me. I have something to discuss with them. Please allow me to leave."

After speaking, Tierfan turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, Vito stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Hope is a pleasant thing." Vito said with cold eyes, and his words were full of warning. Tierfan looked at him in silence for a moment.

"For the sake of the Emperor, Your Excellency, and for the sake of the Emperor alone, I am resigning." After saying that, he left and turned around to leave.

"I also left first to host the banquet. God knows how much trouble will be caused if I am not here." Olivia followed up and said, looking at Vito, and then left after receiving his nod.

She walked out of the inner room and went to the noisy area. Vito stood in front of the curtain and watched the light being re-covered. Behind him, Anthony silently leaned forward with his hands behind his back, raising his head with interest. .

"What do you think?" Vito asked without warning.

"That child, Jack Jonson, should marry Tyrfan's daughter, not Miss Wen Yanar." Anthony said skillfully, "She is from a lowly background and will arouse the resentment of the aristocratic group. Lord Tyrfan has already asked I spoke of this worrying possibility."

"Yarfan is the wife he should marry. Her bloodline exists, her noble birth is recognized by all the planet's nobles, and her family is very wealthy. Such a marriage can make the Victoria planet more stable, and vice versa."

"Are you suggesting to me a possible rebellion?"

"Hint? No, I'm just stating a possibility. As Supreme Marshal, your responsibility is to quell the unrest."

"Then I'm glad I'm the Grand Marshal and not you."

Vito turned around and stared at Anthony in front of him with a stern tone, "I don't need you to remind me of my responsibilities. Sir Anthony, Planet Victoria is still peaceful. Unless there is unrest, this is the internal affairs of the planet. It will not be too inconvenient for you and me." intervention."

Anthony and Vito looked at each other for a moment, and then nodded respectfully in response, "As you wish, Your Excellency."

"I also have an appointment to leave first. If you need to know, it was Miss Petronilla who asked me to lead her to tonight's banquet. After all, you are very busy."

"I know, take care of her." "As you said."

Anthony left and stepped into the light where the noise came from, looking at his back for him, "Sarah, follow him, don't be discovered."

Sarah nodded slightly, patted Vito on the shoulder as she passed by him, and then disappeared into the light. Vito saw her appearance change in an instant, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Lancelot held the sword and Vito looked at each other. The latter smiled slightly and sat back on the stone slab.

"The show has begun."