Chapter 555 - 73.Dark Expedition (VII, Spirit Race and Monkey)

Caspius looked warily at the pointy-eared men who were wandering not far away, and at the same time made a hundred thousand efforts to persuade the captain to whom he had served his allegiance—well, the current one—to calm down.

Just ten minutes earlier, the previous captain had died of a heart attack from fright, and the suddenness of the incident had shocked even the pointy-eared ones. They discussed it for a while, and the crew was even more terrified.

They believe that it was the aliens who killed the captain, but Caspius knew that the truth was not the case, and that the truth was his captain. No, his former captain had always been a timid man and had always insisted on spending all his time.

If it weren't for the fact that his family had lived on this boat for generations, he would never have been the captain. In fact, there were many times when he wanted to try to sell his ship and find a suitable planet to enjoy his life, but Caspius stopped him every time.

"You have to calm down, Hilde." Caspius said sternly. "Don't let people see your weakness or fear, it will expose your weaknesses, especially since the enemy we are facing now is an alien. Calm down and negotiate with them. ”

His words got a scream.

"The throne is above!" Heard, the current captain of the Moose, the current patriarch of Harrockstowe, fell into his arms crying. "You might as well kill me, Captain of the Guard! How can I go and bargain with these things?! ”

Without saying a word, Caspius let go of his hand, causing Heard to fall to the ground. Then he crouched down and slapped her without hesitation.

It didn't take much of his strength, but it was enough to calm the young man, who was so well protected by her father, for a while.

Caspius was very good at it, and in fact, he had honed this skill by slapping her father in the past.

"Because you have to go." Caspius said.

He looked very seriously at Hilde, whose face was already high and swollen, and his tone slowed down slightly: "As the captain, you must be responsible for all the crew of the Moose. ”

"Your father was a very bad bastard when he was alive, and he could even let someone like your mother die of grief, but he still fulfilled his duty as a captain."

"And you have to shoulder this responsibility as well, Hilde, this is the sacred oath that the family has made to the emperor. Even though we are now in decline, an oath is an oath. ”

The young man stared at him blankly, covering his face and saying nothing.

Caspius sighed, pulled her up, and whispered, "Say whatever I say next." ”

He pushed the bewildered Hilde towards the so-called spirits who were wandering not far away. They're tall, and they're surprisingly human-looking—probably too much, actually.

Caspius thinks that only the 'pets' of the feudal world have this kind of beauty, and the spirit race probably has everyone. But then again, they're so arrogant that they're irritating.

"Monkeys." A pointy-eared gaze looked at them contemptuously, and spat out such a contemptuous name in a horribly high gothic accent.

A wave of anger rose in Caspius's heart, he knew that the creature did it on purpose, its accent

He pulled Hildra behind him.

"Take your word back, damn alien."

The pointed ear who spoke smiled and turned to look at his companion: "A monkey is threatening me." ”

His companion spat out a string of words that Caspius did not understand, which only made his anger even more angry.

Don't get me wrong, he's not a stupid man, and if another spirit spoke like that in front of him, Caspius would immediately choose the end of the jade burn to avoid the torture he might suffer, even though he would probably have to crush himself to pieces.

But the spirits he was dealing with now were clearly not the ones he had seen the most, and most of them had already been evacuated through some kind of gleaming door, as if they were hiding from some terrifying beast.

Caspius keenly sniffed something hidden.

He decided to return the favor.

"The monkey in your mouth killed a thousand aliens like you." Caspius raised his chin defiantly. "Did you hear me, Pointed Ears?"

His words made the smile on the alien's face disappear, and instead his disinterested companion became smiling. He clasped his hands and began to wait expectantly.

Caspius glanced at him, but still hadn't found anything from the guard that could be called a weapon—one of the reasons he relied for what he was doing.

All the pointed ears he could see now were unarmed, a violation of some iron law in the galaxy.

"I don't argue with anything like you." The alien said coldly, the strange accent that had been deliberately imitated before was gone.

Caspius looked at it with a sneer, not applying any further stimulation. He seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, but in fact, his back was completely wet with cold sweat.

The captain, whom he had sworn to protect, remained silent behind him, his hands gripping Caspius's left forearm tightly in force that almost made it doubtful that she had a prosthetic leg.

The captain of the guard endured the torture and the scrutiny of the aliens, trying to make himself look a little more worthwhile - he still couldn't guess what the remaining pointy ears were trying to do, but he had to try.

Sitting back and waiting is the stupidest thing to do. And if he still had weapons, he would have taken the lead in resisting by now, but all their weapons have been completely confiscated.

With his bare hands, Caspius didn't think he could defeat a pointy-eared alien.

His sneer quickly paid off.

The elf frowned unbearably, its strange, handsome face showing a mixture of disgust and annoyance, and then it rolled its eyes and shook its head as if it had finally taken it any longer.

"Stop making this fearless but stupid attempt, human." It bowed its head slightly, and its tone became sarcastic, and the High Gothic accent now sounded even as elegant as an aristocracy.

"I can see what you're up to, but, as we promised at the beginning, as long as you cooperate, no one will bleed."

"So you do know who you're messing with." Caspius said his heart, which had been pounding a little earlier, had now slowed down.

"We didn't mess with—" Eldar sighed, as if speaking to an idiot. "—I beg you, human, to get back to your ranks, I don't have time to train your intellect right now so that you can communicate with us."

"you." Caspius cursed vulgarly. "You're using our chips on the level, do you think I'm too stupid to see it? Do not think that your race is much nobler or superior than ours, and do you know how disgusting your depraved people are? ”

As if irritated, he withdrew his gaze, but still replied to his last words: "Yes, I know. ”

He pulled his companion away, no longer paying any attention to Caspius. In this way, the captain of the guard's attempt ended in failure. With a gloomy face, he pulled his new captain back among the crew.

They subconsciously moved away from them, as if fearful of the quarrel and the anger that might have descended from the spirits, and Caspius didn't even bother to laugh at their stupidity.

The fleet outside the porthole was slowly approaching, the glittering Aquila and powerful artillery arrays so obvious that they almost dazzled people's eyes.

The Elves had already evacuated first, leaving only a few people on the lower deck or hangar to guard them, not even wearing weapons.

Such a good opportunity to riot, if he could stay with his brothers, he would definitely not let it go, but he is now staying with a group of stupid people.

But he swore an oath to protect them.

"What now, Caspius?"

The captain of the guard looked up at his new captain, who was still trembling, and from that too-young face, he read a kind of worry mixed with fear.

His heart warmed, young Hilde was worried about him, and the realization of this had taken his stiff mind out of his imagination for a moment, and it had given him patience again.

"We'll have to wait." Caspius said. "And pray that these aliens don't treacherously kill us at the last minute, as they often do, Hilde. All aliens are shameful betrayers. ”

His words sent the young captain into a sob, and then he fell into a terrified fantasy. Caspius didn't bother her anymore, because he had something to think about himself.

He didn't understand why Hilde's father had died of a heart attack, he was a man who loved his life and asked the ship's doctor to do a physical examination for him every month.

This indulgent man has a healthy and strong body, partly due to his genes, and partly due to his own exercise.

He was timid, but he had also been through decades of ups and downs with Caspius, and this was not the first time they had been robbed by the Eldars.

It stands to reason that he could have many ways to die, and it was the most unlikely way to die by fear until his heart stopped, but this was what Caspius saw with his own eyes.

He pondered worriedly, but his skin suddenly got goosebumps from a gust of cold air. Caspius turned his head to find the two elves closest to them clumsily manipulating the hangar's lifting door in manual mode.

He jerked his head and saw that the outer armor plate had been lowered, and that was where the cold came from.

A sleek, state-of-the-art shuttle soon slid into the hangar's outer level, its signature blue-and-gold colorway, and the Ultramarines' U-shaped emblems shining like stars beneath the Skyhawk.

Caspius straightened up, completely unaware of what was going on. How could the Elves let the Ultramarines board the ship so easily? And the Ultramarines only came with such a small number of people?

The emperor is above, what is going on today?

First the Elves who didn't kill people, tortured them, or even wore weapons, came, and then an Ultramarine's shuttle plane inexplicably and easily boarded the ship, and the Elves not only did not stop them, but even personally manipulated and opened the door to the outer hangar

Caspius frowned deeply, and for some reason gazed at the shuttle through the observation window, as he watched it stop, turn off the engine, the hatch open, and a man in a cloak stepped out.

There is no Ultramarine, only him.

What the hell——?! He almost lost his voice and roared, but suddenly there was a tugging sensation behind him, and Hilde's scream: "What are you going to do? Let him go! ”

Caspius staggered and fell to the ground, seeing two slender figures pass by him. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Spirit Clan guarding them? Their previous arrogance had vanished without a trace, leaving only a shocking humility.

The crowd cowered at their arrival, or made a remark, but the two men paid no heed, but fell to one knee and bowed their heads deeply, in a manner of extreme humility.

The deck is shaking, the armor plates on the outer layer of the hangar are being lowered, the air pressure is starting to recover rapidly, the temperature is rising, and the machinery is running.

Soon, the only obstacle that stood between them and the man who stepped out of the shuttle began to slowly separate from the middle. Jagged steel cracked through the darkness, and the cloaked man came to the Moose with the sound of heavy machinery.

Caspius saw his eyes, which were as black as a fallen star, or a silent black hole.

"Welcome." The xenomorph who had spoken to Caspius spoke in a very soft tone. "We have waited a long time, great darkness."

The cloaked man looked at him, said nothing, and walked past the two. He showed an incomprehensible arrogance, and the crew was completely stunned, not understanding what was going on.

Caspius could still keep thinking, but he was also completely confused by the current situation—until the cloaked man walked up to a corpse.

The corpse was Hild's father, Bel Harrockstowe. His cheeks were swollen and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Manifest." The cloaked man said, his tone close to that of a command.

"We offer you the sincerity of our cooperation, Lord of Darkness." The alien turned his back to him and shouted. "We offer you this lurking shadow as a sacrifice!"

"Silence." The cloaked man commanded without looking back, his tone flat to the extreme, as if he were talking to two clouds of dust.

Meanwhile, Harlockstowe's corpse begins to swell and emits a tooth-aching change As the crew screams in fear, Caspius sees his best friend's corpse transform into a tall bird monster.

The thing jerked to its knees.

(End of chapter)