Warhammer 40: The Wandering Merchant

Chapter 74 Deception, and more deception.

At this moment, Cage stepped forward and stopped Moncal Jaz and his two companions.

All three looked at him, only to see Cage standing between Iron Glow and the Black Lions.

Looking solemnly at Monkar Gaz, he said, "Your Excellency Chapter Master, Iron Radiance Ovasecto has become an unregistered psionicist due to certain unforeseen circumstances. My Black Sanctuary discovered him during a mission, and he is currently under our supervision. We need to wait for my captain to arrive before reporting to the Imperial Inquisition and the Astronomical Court. He will then be sent to Barbarossa IV for psionic training and manipulation. So, there's no need for you to trouble yourself."

Moncal Gaz listened to Cage's words and looked into his resolute eyes. He showed no emotional fluctuation, but instead peeked to his left at Iron Glow standing behind him.

"We, the Black Lions, can do what you've mentioned. And right now we have ships, men, and resources. Most importantly, we've just returned from our voyage through the Warp and need to inform the Empire. We can take him there." Monkar Gaz thought for a moment, then decided to express his meaning tactfully, to save face for these barbarians.

But to everyone's surprise, Cage didn't appreciate it at all and said directly, "No need for you to trouble yourself, I will take Iron Will and set off immediately."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Tie Hui's arm, heading towards the nearby Thunder Eagle gunboat, intending to return to the warship first and then proceed with his plan.

At this moment, the chief think tank member, Forlos, suddenly stepped in, a sly smile on his face. He reached out and grabbed Cage's arm, which was holding Iron Will's arm, and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you hadn't done a psionic test on him yet? Well, I'm a psionicist, and the chapter's chief think tank member at that. Why don't I do the test?"

Cage's heart skipped a beat. If they were to investigate some of Tie Hui's secrets, they would definitely be exposed.

The sheer amount of that almost unknown, abnormal psychic power alone was enough for these green cans to forcibly seize it.

Perhaps sensing the change in atmosphere in this small area, some of the Astartes from the Black Lions Chapter stopped what they were doing and silently looked over.

And all their eyes were fixed on Cage, and without exception, they all gripped the explosive guns they were holding tightly.

It's not like we haven't killed our comrades in the Empire before; one more or one less won't make a difference.

Tie Hui had already realized that both sides were targeting him, and after a few seconds of thought, he understood.

Perhaps these two guys both want to pull him into their respective factions and turn him into an Astartes?

Thinking back, those guys had their hideous muscles and scars underneath their power armor.

The sight of this huge man sent a chill down his spine.

No, no!

Absolutely not, absolutely cannot become Astartes.

But then he looked down at his own body and realized that the weasel's power was not yet available to others to manifest itself.

Then, looking around at the group of Astartes around him, he had to think of a solution.

As he watched the two arguing, a plan began to form in his mind.

"You two..."

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate, Tie Hui quickly stepped in to act as a peacemaker.

"Actually, what Lord Cage said is not wrong. As far as the Empire is concerned, I, as an unregistered wild psionicist, must be reported to the Tribunal for judgment." Tie Hui first sincerely praised Cage's remarks.

Then he looked at Monkar Gaz: "Your mother order is the Dark Angels, and I have heard of their tolerance towards psykers. I wholeheartedly agree with your legion's approach!"

Cage and Moncal Jaz initially showed delight when they heard Iron Hui agree with their idea, but their faces darkened when they heard that Iron Hui agreed with the other's idea!

What do you mean?

You little rascal, trying to have your cake and eat it too?

Don't you even know who we are?

Seeing the somewhat unpleasant expressions on their faces, Tie Hui hurriedly said, "But you two have obviously seen how much the entire world of Volda is being affected. And I am from this world, and my family also belongs to this world. As the highest-ranking person among the remaining inhabitants of this planet, I have to do something for my homeland, right? And everyone..."

At this point, Tie Hui's face revealed a perfectly timed expression of sadness: "My family was almost wiped out in this catastrophe. My brothers and sisters, although we had many conflicts, are still my blood relatives. Now I'm the only one left in the family, and I have to revive it first. It will take at least a year and a half, won't it?"

After explaining the reasons, he looked at the two whose expressions had calmed down and then offered the benefits: "More importantly, this world can be considered one of the most important worlds in the entire Misty Starfield. Raphaela has been destroyed, and it will take at least several hundred years to rebuild. During this time, the entire Misty Starfield's food supply will be severely impacted. Therefore, the Empire will spare no effort to aid the World of Volda. After all, given its geographical environment and the Emperor's power just now, it should be able to resume production in no time. At that time, countless ships will be traveling for trade. If you can provide some protection to prevent trading ships from being boarded and investigated by the Inquisition and from being harassed by various trading parties, then I think you two can also reap many good benefits from this massive production, construction, and trade."

Iron Glow smiled as he looked at Monkar Gaz: "Your Excellency Chapter Master, your forces have just emerged from the mists of the warp and must be lacking a stable supply of resources and a logistical base. I'm sure you are well aware of the inefficiency of the Imperial Zerg. Why not temporarily use Uvolda as your logistical base? This would alleviate any concerns you may have."

Upon hearing the plan, Moncal Gaz lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Having just emerged from the warp, they had not shown their faces for nearly 1 years.

The Empire will certainly subject them to all sorts of rigorous scrutiny, even if Regent Prince Guilliman has recovered and accelerated the Empire's administrative efficiency!

The review of their battle group would take at least two or three years, during which time there would be no supplies.

As the leader of the regiment, he was responsible for the regiment's basic needs, including food, drink, and sanitation.

Even in some remote star sectors where no support is available, he has to carefully manage the iron energy of his spaceship.

As for their home planet...

It's been almost 1 years, I'd probably turned into a mineral vein by now!

Even if it didn't become one, its affiliated faction has probably changed.

Getting it back would be incredibly difficult.

He didn't want to become a base fleet.

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