Warhammer: Start with a dog

As it has been written in all the stories from the past to the present.

After the most important characters’ dialogue and scenes at the door of the “Silver Mask Brand Royal Licensed Single-person Floating Device Specialty Store Wandering Port Main Store” had ended, the members of the two theoretical management factions here finally arrived.

The Imperial Navy officers of the Central Fortress and the legal officers of the Ministry of Justice behind the blast-proof door came to claim that they could have priority in investigating the incidents that occurred here.

The two parties brought their firepower teams and investigators to the door of the store and were very willing to take the opportunity to compete with each other.

Before the fat agent with sweat on his forehead made his own difficult decision to agree with either party, the third uninvited guest came to interrupt their tense argument and successfully made the first two return in disgrace.

When the Inquisitor’s Rosette (Note 1) was shown, even the arbitrator of the Ministry of Justice here could not convince the other party.

So in the end, Inquisitor Lenita Reiss of the Calixis Conclave of the Ordo Xenos sat in front of the unfortunate Bayona, who was shaking like a sieve again, stepping on her power high heels.

When everyone thought that the "lucky fat man" Bayona was finally going to say goodbye to his good luck this time, the Inquisitor left the Royal Franchise Store with her acolytes without saying a word, and according to some gossips circulating in the bar afterwards, Inquisitor Reiss told her acolytes "If I die on the loyal road of hunting xenos and heretics, and you can't trust anyone, then send whatever I have left here and it will be a success!"

Coupled with the unusually fast departure of the black Emperor Angels after the unwitnessed battle that day, the rumors about this mysterious store circulating in Wandering Port and its surrounding asteroids and merchant ships have now successfully upgraded to the strong backing of the store, which may not only be supported by the Calixis Conclave, but even from an unspeakable higher place.

There were some objections or refutations to this rumor at first, and some even believed that within seven days, they would receive news that the store would close down and the mysterious merchant dynasty behind it would be attacked by the Emperor's angels and excommunicated by the state religion.

Until one morning, everyone who passed through the Golden Edged Column and the Court of the Dead began to look curiously and in awe at the arrogant, grand and bright new floor-to-ceiling windows of the store, where three black-armored Astartes monks were kneeling in the center and praying devoutly with their foreheads pressed against the blades. The iconic Templar Cross was eye-catching and majestic on their white shoulder armor.

The fat, smug Bayona was laughing and loudly soliciting customers at the door of the store and making them believe, "Oh, it's okay, you are an alien wizard? Are they the Black Templars? Don't be afraid, they are here to protect you! As long as you don't step into their circle, you won't be attacked!"

When the first wandering wizard who was not daring but lost everything in the "last chance" wrapped in his tattered robe and holding a bag of throne coins was asked to walk in and pass by the three black killer gods in public, and then buy a set of new anti-gravity self-following Reka coffee and breakfast machines for his winning master, everyone and the observers' eyes were on him and the three Black Templar monks who were famous for their fanatical crusade and eradication of aliens, heretics and wizards.

After all, Bayona, like usual, stood enthusiastically at the counter and the door with his assistants, seemingly without any means to restrain these powerful Emperor Angels, and the unfathomable and powerful psychic of the Carosini Dynasty was also witnessed to have left here with the Black Templars.

As for the life details of the "lucky fat man", it was not difficult to investigate in Wandering Port. He was just a mortal businessman without any psychic power and talent, and was cautious. He used to do small business and brokerage in the galaxy. The only thing worth praising was that he was always lucky in small things and always kind.

When the unlucky and very bad-looking wandering wizard dragged one leg into the store, Bayona immediately greeted him enthusiastically - the fat man swore that he would never hear the beautiful sound of the throne coin in the bag.

"Welcome to the Silver Mask! So what do you want to buy, my dear guest!"

The wandering wizard was told what to do, and the window was too big and bright, so their activities in the store could be seen even from outside the door.

The heretic said, "I... I want to see all the new models of Reka coffee and breakfast machines you have here!" He stretched out a dirty, claw-like finger from his robe and pointed it in the direction of the three Black Templars who were half-kneeling and praying - the shelf behind, and even drew a circle around them very obviously (someone outside the door began to gasp).

The humming sound of the power armor servo joints increased significantly, and the red eyepieces of the Black Templars flashed maliciously at the heretics who came in, but they did not move - to be precise, a Black Templar with a gun and a sword tied to his wrist with a thick iron chain seemed to want to jump up and give this dirty and unclean heretic a burst of bullets or a sword on the head - it should be said that this is what all the onlookers want to see, no matter what, as long as they attack the guests -

But what surprised everyone was that the leader of the Black Temple, wearing black armor covered with prayers, holding an exquisite oiled sword, and with a golden laurel wreath on his helmet, looked like a man of national religion. The believers could not resist the desire to kneel down and pray to him. Brother Astartes only moved slightly, and the three space warriors returned to their previous state of silent prayer, like some large statues in the shop.

In the end, after a series of words and deeds in which the wandering wizard who was sent in for testing was completely deliberately seeking death and stepping on the red line of heresy, and the increasingly angry trembling of the weapon souls of the three Astartes visible to the naked eye, he led the way. With an empty money bag and a dreamy expression of escaping from death, oh, there is also a new set of silver Mask brand anti-gravity self-following Reka coffee and breakfast machines.

With all beards and tails, he walked out of the Royal Charter Store where three Black Templars Astartes were stationed.

Immediately, this sensational news spread to the vast majority of the five million people roaming the port in less than an hour, and began to spread to the asteroid facilities outside the port - of course, some people even Even though I was not local, I got the news as soon as possible.

Perturabo BC sat in his cockpit, with a splitting headache, looking at a large number of KPI balance sheets and other reports that were marked as priority: red alert.

"(Olympian expletive) Ah! What the hell are you doing?! We can't let the Crystal Maze continue to expand, you know?!"

He turned his head, and the fearless helmet loudspeaker roared at Caldur Malcador, Magna Dorn, and Magna in golden armor who were surrounded by unwilling, vigilant, and hateful faces. The Black Templars of Na roared.

"This question," the former Imperial Regent replied slowly, "you have to ask your good student."