"Lord Chuck!"

A loud shout came from not far away.

This was followed by the sound of high heels stomping on the marble floor.

Greyfax appears on the path of Chuck and Qin Mo.

"What are you bringing heretics here for? Let him bow to the law? ”

Grefax asked.

Chuck just asked Qin Mo to continue to follow him on the tour, and then walked past Grayfax.

As he passed by, Chuck glared at Grayfax.

"It's already a sin for you, an ordinary judge, to offend me, a lord, the judge."

"I'm not going to punish you, but don't force me to order you to get down on your knees and lick his shoes."

Chuck said and glanced at Qin Mo.

Greyfax scolded, but Qin Mo didn't say a word as if he didn't see her, and followed Chuck to continue to stroll through the halls of the courtroom.

Greyfax couldn't do anything, but she, unlike Karamazov, still thought about it when she couldn't do anything.

Greyfax was even angrier to see the heretic ignoring her, and her addiction didn't work out, but she just had to make a noise.

The group moved on.

The grandeur of the court far exceeded Qin Mo's expectations.

The hall alone is so big that you can't see the end, and it only takes you half a day to pass through two security checks, and then you have to take a vehicle to move on.

It's also the sprawling office space that all Imperial institutions on Terra have.

The number of worlds possessed by the empire is astronomical, and the number of people needed to deal with affairs is certainly astronomical, so the place to accommodate so many people to handle affairs will naturally be extremely huge.

"Where do you want to go?" Chuck drove the vehicle himself, asking as he drove it.

"Anywhere." Qin Mo replied.

Chuck thought for a moment and said, "There's really nothing interesting about the courtroom. ”

"Then take me to see where I'll be sent if I'm caught."

"Okay......"

Although he didn't understand Qin Mo's request, Chuck still drove the vehicle to that place.

The vehicle's route was a corridor, and the giant corridor was filled with Interior Department personnel who had come to the Inquisition to do something, and they had something to confront with the Inquisitors.

Very few of these people are qualified to ride in vehicles, and most of them travel day and night, then sleep at rest stops set up in the corridors, and wake up to continue their journey.

"How long will it take for us to get there?" Qin Mo looked around, if it weren't for the fact that the people he saw along the way were not the same, he would have thought that he was always standing still, and there was no end in sight to the road in front of him.

"A week later." Chuck said, "Normally, no one would dare to stop me or get in the way, and if I didn't kill some unlucky guy on the road, I don't think I would ......."

"A week?!"

Qin Mo interrupted Chuck's nonsense.

"Why did you build such a huge building?"

"Why don't you equip every place along the route with automatic vehicles, and use a machine servant as a driver!"

"A building of this size is a waste of time and inefficient."

Chuck listened silently to these complaints, he was already a person from the past, and he had complained a long time ago.

But the question is who has the means.

Terra is like this, some things are decided by people hundreds of years ago, and no one dares to change them.

"I'm really convinced." Qin Mo raised his hand, wanting to move the location of the vehicle directly to the destination, but thinking that he had already completed the idea of visiting the Inquisition, he simply didn't go to see those dungeons or something.

Anyway, with your toes, you can imagine how those inquisitors will torture people.

"Turn, turn, I'm leaving." Qin Mo motioned for Chuck to return the same way.

"Then you're not going to see the dungeon?"

"it."

Chuck had to follow the long route back.

On the way back, Chuck occasionally glanced at Qin Mo cautiously, and from Qin Mo's expression, he could see that he had no regrets, and he was relieved.

Chuck knew very well that he had to thank the Lord of Tyrone to become a lord of lieges.

However, this is not the reason why Chuck cares about Qin Mo's thoughts too much, the real reason is that his father, Vic, the sage of the Casting World Dominion, once said, "The best thing you can do is to lean towards the Tyrone Star Region in certain things, and be appreciated for it, and you are good for nothing." ”

However, Qin Mo didn't have any regrets, he did leave a record in the history of the Inquisition's heretical visit to the Inquisition's headquarters.

But Chuck still has some regrets.

"I have an inquiry." Chuck spoke suddenly, "There's an Inquisitor who claims to have found a letter of contact he wrote when you were in contact with a heretic gang when you were the Governor of the planet. ”

Qin Mo frowned: "How come?" Are they talking about the Weepers or the homeless Space Marines in my sector? ”

"Most of the people in the Inquisition didn't think it could be the letter you left behind, but the Inquisitor ......insisted," Chuck said cautiously.

"So what? If you have something to say, just say it. ”

"I've been approached by a few high-level executives, hoping that I can ask you to leave some handwriting, and then compare them to see if the contact letter was written by you."

"Okay."

After hearing what Chuck said, Qin Mo unexpectedly agreed.

But he didn't take the quill and parchment that Chuck handed him, and just sat in the passenger seat.

Chuck didn't dare to urge, so he thought that what Qin Mo said was not an agreement, but a kind of contempt for the judges.

"The Tyrone Star District doesn't know much about the Inquisition, and you have a lot to do." Qin Mo said suddenly.

"Thank you." Chuck was very happy to be recognized.

Chuck has always passed on news from the Inquisition to the Star Sector, and while he gets a lot of money and even a ship, that's not the key reason Chuck provides information.

Mainly because Vic instructed Chuck to do this.

While the trial court has been intent on keeping Chuck out of anything, he also has his own connections and can get a lot of information.

"It's an honor to have your approval." Chuck laughed, "My father often said that I couldn't do anything, and as a lackey of the Empire, the only person I killed was my mother, and I didn't kill even half of the enemy, so I ......"

"You killed your own mother?" Qin Mo was shocked.

Chuck nodded, "She died because she gave birth to me." ”

"Then your father should blame the universe for the existence of dystocia, not you." Qin Mo frowned, "Vic, this old guy, as a father, it's outrageous. ”

"That's true."

Chuck complained to Qin Mo about how bad his father was.

Speaking of the time when he passed by Agrippina, the ship was almost blown up by heresy, so he went down to his father, who was already a sage of the Dominion, hoping that he could help him repair the ship.

Then, Vic, the Dominating Sage, the one who dug up Agrippina's Warlord-level Titan, and packed it up with the Titan Legion to give it to the Zealots of the Tyrone Zone, the generous Zealot...... He beat his son, put on a respirator, and threw him into the void.

"You're cheap enough, too." Qin Mo angrily scolded Chuck, "Why can't you just say it in front of him: I'm not your servant, old Biden!" Don't scold me while instructing me to do this and that! ”

"It's not that simple." Chuck smiled wryly and shook his head, "I almost died with my mentor on a mission when I became an Inquisitor, and he sent someone to save me, and that mechanical sage didn't bother to help him cover up, and directly found out that he was picked up by an old friend, my father...... So ......"

"Shut up, I've had enough of these family ethic."

Chuck shut his mouth and drove honestly.

It wasn't until the vehicle was about to leave the hall of the trial court that Qin Mo motioned for Chuck to stop.

"Regarding that letter, if I leave a handwriting for the Inquisition to compare, what benefit can you get, what benefit can you make the Sector?"

Hearing the question, Chuck immediately replied, "I won't get any benefit, but I can get benefit for the star." Greyfax will be sent to my command at my request, and then I will be able to send her to her death so that she will not cause you any trouble. ”

Qin Mo nodded: "I will leave my handwriting." ”

Chuck handed over the pen and paper, but was pushed away.

"I'll leave my handwriting in the most conspicuous place for the bastards of the Inquisition to see if the so-called letter of contact with the War Gang was written by me."

As he spoke, Qin Mo walked to the wall of the trial hall and raised his hand.

Lightning carved a text into the wall of the hall.

It was a text written in a non-Gothic language.

Although the meaning is unknown, the handwriting can be used for comparison.

After carving the words, Qin Mo left.

Chuck saw him off.

The Inquisition then sent Greyfax to Chuck's command at Chuck's request, and then brought in a civilian from the Department of the Interior who was good at translating.

Under the watchful eyes of a large number of judges, many high-ranking courtiers.

The civilian clerk began to translate.

"My lords, this is a passage that doesn't have much information, it's just a record of a person's experience."

"Have you been in contact with certain forces?"

"No...... Not so esoteric. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, tell us what it means!"

"Qin Mo is here for a visit."

(End of chapter)