"Come out." Gray told the remaining three Astartes that he could see them hiding in the room on the right, one pulling out an EMP bomb and the remaining two pulling out a hot melt bomb.

"My mission is not to kill you all, and you see I didn't kill your fighting brothers either."

Gray continued to persuade, his gaze sweeping over all Astartes.

Everyone's vital signs are still there, although some are missing arms and legs, and some have fainted, but no one has died.

These guys are really tenacious, even those who lack arms and legs are still shooting with blasters, but these shots are all intercepted by the gravity shield that is turned on again.

As if they didn't feel the need to die, the three Astartes came out of the room, but they didn't raise their hands in surrender.

"I remember you, you were a janissaries, and you attacked us." One of them, Astarte, said.

"There's no need to bother with brain cells to remember this. If the Lord of Tyrone does not kill you but lets you go, you will be replaced with memories. Gray shook his head, "Now do you want to fight to the death for the governor of this world, or do you want to get rid of this straw thing completely?" ”

The three Astartes looked at each other and fell silent.

"Send down ten pieces of teleportation protection." Gray ordered the communicator.

Ten pieces of teleportation protection were then sent down by the cruiser in orbit.

Gray put protective gear on the Astartes, then ordered the communicator, "Teleport them to prison." ”

With that, Gray turned and walked towards the passageway.

……

Odd and Eren were hiding on the third basement level, and they knew what was going on on the ground, and they could see it clearly from the monitors.

Now Inquisitor Ellen is not the most calm one, Oude is.

Because Oude had gladly accepted his impending fate, he sat in his chair and drank his treasured wine, ready to die generously.

Eren spun around in a hurry, he wasn't sure if the Praetorian guard who had suddenly entered the manor would kill him too, he could only hope that he wouldn't.

"A person like Governor Tyrone would definitely be directly encircled and killed if he was placed in a relatively peaceful period of the empire, right?" Ode took a sip of his wine, his tone light and fluttering, as if he were not Governor Ellen.

"Absolutely." Eren nodded in agreement, "But he just found this opportunity, and you just can't do anything about him at this opportunity." ”

Hearing this, Ou De took another sip of wine, and sighed for a long time: "The Heavenly High God Emperor is far away, man." ”

Eren wanted to say something more, but then he saw a beam of light emerge from the door, which gradually cut a hole in the door that could be accessed and exited.

The two watched as one of the Praetorian guards walked through the hole.

"In the name of the Lord of Tyrone, I ......"

"No need to announce it, just execute it."

Oude took the wine bottle and looked at Gray with an indifferent face, this generous attitude made Gray stunned for a moment, and after the two sides looked at each other for two seconds, Oude's head was exploded by a shotgun laser.

Gray turned to look at Inquisitor Ellen, who had nothing on him to prove his identity.

"I am an inquisitor, and I investigate the plague in this world...... None of this is my business. Ellen nervously explained.

"Okay." Gray nodded and lowered his hand and ordered the communicator, "I have one more person here, teleport us to the cruiser together." In addition, the cruiser was ready to return home. ”

"The teleporter detected that the person in front of you is not wearing a teleportation protector, do you want to continue the teleportation?"

"Yes, continue teleporting."

"Roger, teleportation begins."

……

An hour later.

The Tyrone system, a cruiser docked in a starport.

"There are no orbital defense weapons in that nest world, and there are no warships, so I took a cruiser to orbit without incident."

"Then I had to fight the ten Astartes, but I didn't kill them, I put them in the ship's prison."

"There's also an Inquisitor, I know his body is still useful, so I didn't kill him, I just let him do an unprotected teleportation."

“……”

Gray followed Qin Mo to the cruiser's prison, telling the details of his operation as he went.

Beside the two of them was another man, the Captain of the Weepers.

Foros listened to the details of Gray's narration, his expression complicated and silent.

"When I was found in the building, my first instinct was to kill these Astartes, but I didn't." Gray explained why he didn't kill those Astartes, "After all, they are Astartes, they are the same people as the Captain of the Foros Warband, they are all fighting for humanity, and it would be a pity to die in this matter." ”

Folos gave Gray a blank look when he heard this.

Qin Mo shook his head and said, "They are minotaurs, different from the leader of the Foros War. ”

"What is a minotaur?" Gray asked in confusion.

"Astarte of the Minotaur Warband, their emblem is a bull's head." Qin Mo said.

Hearing this, Gray looked at Forros and saw that he was not in a good mood, so he immediately speculated on the possibility that there had been a conflict between the Minotaur and the Weepers.

Qin Mo's trip was not to help the weepers take revenge, nor did he want to be a peacemaker, he just wanted to know why Astarte of the Minotaur War Group appeared in the Star Sector.

The three soon came to the front of the prison.

Ten treated Astartes were held in a laser-locked metal prison, depressed and looking dejected.

The Astartes followed the sound of footsteps, and then they froze.

"Foros ......"

"Why are you here? Have you taken refuge in this group of heretics?! ”

"What good did they give you? Bastard thing! ”

"Why are you in Tyrone? I thought you were dead! ”

“……”

Foros was silent, and he couldn't help but recall something in his head.

In the Badab War more than 80 years ago, the entire warband was tied to the chariot by Huron, and then fought a major battle with the Minotaur warband.

The result was a win for the Minotaur.

When he thought of this, Foros felt that he was about to commit a black anger, but he couldn't scold anything to the people in front of him who had an enmity with him, because Huron's incident was the fault of the weepers.

Foros had a very mixed mood and was just silent.

"You cursed remnants are poor and unlucky, but you have a bit of a family, and we have gained a lot since that war." One of Astartes stood up and grinned at Foros, "Your weapons and ships are quite comfortable to use, don't worry about them, they're fine with their new owners." ”

In the morning, I went to carry the box for someone else, and I wrote four chapters first

Semi-full-time is a real toss-up

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