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Legendary Inquisitor Eisenhorn was brought to the Flagship's archives by the Champion Guardian of the Five Hundred Worlds of Otlama.

At this time, the original body was sitting in a special pure gold sliding wheelchair, and its huge body was sliding on the bookshelf on a huge chair, and it was archiving the many materials that had just been sorted out.

Killiman turned his back to Eisenhorn.

Eisenhorn looked at the broad back of the original, but did not say a word, his mind clearly not in this conversation.

"Eisenhorn."

The original body turned towards the Inquisitor along with the chair, and Killiman stood up with a friendly smile on his face, "Thank you for coming to me in such a timely manner, even if my matter is not urgent. ”

Hearing this, Astarte, who had received the Inquisitor, began to wonder if he had misunderstood the Father of Genes' orders, and that he should not have brought Eisenhorn directly, but should have waited for him outside the interrogation room.

But in any case, people are here, and even a mistake can't be remedied.

"Hmm."

Eisenhorn only gave a faint hum to Kiliman's words.

Even when he spoke, Eisenhorn's eyes were looking at nothingness, and his gaze was slanted, which was obviously rudeness.

And Eisenhorn wasn't prejudiced against Killiman, or he belonged to the anti-regent faction of the empire where even existence was taboo, he was just distracted, and his mind was not there.

"That veteran of the Eternal War is captured, I have to go back and interrogate him."

Eisenhorn thought.

Although anyone could tell at the time that the vast majority of people in the interrogation room were not interested in the veteran, such as Adam, such as the inquisitor of the Demon Inquisition...... They were here to deal with it, because they didn't think that a veteran of the Black Legion could be interrogated.

But Eisenhorn was serious, and all the experiences in his career taught him not to lose sight of a single detail.

"Are you inquisitors psykers?" Kiriman asked with a smile.

"Nope." Eisenhorn shook his head.

"Are you a psyker?"

"Yes."

"Do you psionics have any special senses?"

"Uh-huh."

"For example, do you feel ...... Well, in the subspace, there's something that attracts you. ”

"No, it won't."

This question-and-answer conversation ended there, and then Eisenhorn's attention was focused on the present moment, and he looked at Killiman with a puzzled expression: "Why do you ask that?" The subspace is also dangerous for psionics, because if a psionic uses even a little too much psionic energy, a large hornet may appear out of thin air and sting him to death. ”

"I'm just asking." Kiriman smiled, then fell into deep thought.

Eisenhorn's attention was drawn to the moment by Killman's question, and he was keenly aware that the reason why the Primordial might ask this question was because the Primordial felt that there was something in the subspace that attracted him.

But what will attract the original?

The Inquisitor was as lost in thought as the Original.

If Qin Mo was here at this time, instead of slashing the Great Demon below, then he would definitely praise Kiriman for really finding the right person to ask.

Eisenhorn was not the oldest in the courtroom, not the highest-standing, not the most famous.

He was riddled with prejudice and hostility, and if the term rat did not involve a personal insult, it would be a relatively appropriate term to describe Eisenhorn.

But Eisenhorn has one advantage, he is a legend in Qin Mo's eyes.

This Inquisitor has experienced enough things and a wonderful career, from the chaos of the nest to the street shootouts, to the demons everywhere and the traitors as many as dogs, so he has also learned many secrets that ordinary inquisitors and even high-ranking inquisitors can't know.

Among them is hearsay grapevine.

Gossip about a primordial body.

There was once a mad witch who made a big fuss in front of Eisenhorn, saying that the emperor was just a subspace creature who wanted to ascend to the gods with the help of humans, and that the original bodies he created were all subspace creatures that were packed into human shells......

Such blasphemy is not uncommon among the enemies of humanity, but the question is ...... Some of the evidence that the witch had produced was barely convincing.

The evidence was a black crow feather, and Eisenhorn used psionic insight into the feather's past.

After recalling for a while, Eisenhorn thought about the present again, and he felt that if the news about the original body was true, then what Kiliman felt attractive was probably a part of him in subspace, or the source of power, the soul projection or something.

"Maybe it's a part of you, like a projection of our ordinary people's souls, souls or something." Eisenhorn said, "I hope I can give you a clear answer, but if you ask us mortals this kind of question, you still think too highly of us." ”

"Soul, part." Kiliman muttered thoughtfully to himself.

Eisenhorn's patience ended at this point, he looked around for a moment, and then asked, "Why don't you ask the Lord of Tyrone, who knows so much?" ”

"Because he's fighting down there." Kiliman said.

"Oh, and since he's fighting in the heat of war down there, then someone like me, who isn't a soldier, has to find a way to help him and the rest of the people on the ground from somewhere else, don't you think?" Eisenhorn asked.

He was beating around the bush, but the original body could still instantly realize what Eisenhorn was trying to say.

Killiman could even decipher that Eisenhorn's words were about four percent yin and yang.

"If those bloodthirsty demons weren't so numerous that I couldn't cause any trouble to the Lord of Tyrone, then I would have gone down long ago." Kiriman looked helpless.

Eisenhorn had just checked the surface of the earth, and he agreed.

This is the Eye of Fear, not the normal reality of the universe.

If the Great Demon wants to pass through the curtain and enter the real universe, he has to peel off his skin, but if he wants to enter the Eye of Fear, it is not so troublesome.

At the end of the day, the plan to attack the Eye of Fear was too bold.

After pondering for a moment, Eisenhorn asked, "Do you have any other questions about psionics?" ”

"It's gone." Killeman shook his head.

"Actually...... If it's about psykers, you don't have to ask anyone. Eisenhorn suddenly said, "Because you're a psyker too." ”

Killiman's pupils dilated, and he gradually became less kind.

"Even if you are not a psionic, you still have psionic talents, after all, if you don't have the slightest psionic ability, how can the Emperor's Sword ignite the flames." Eisenhorn speculated.

Killiman pondered for a moment, then smiled at Eisenhorn.

Whenever he heard Qin Mo complain about the Inquisition, Killiman would want to say that he still liked the Inquisitors, not because what the Inquisitors did could get his approval, but because the Inquisitors dared to think and guess.

The Inquisitors have either become radical, have become radical but still pretend to be conservative, or are too radical to be more radical.

And a radical among the radicals like Eisenhorn, he not only dared to think, but also dared to speak with absolute trust in the listener.

"Thank you, thank you for answering my questions."

"Thank you for your understanding, I have to go back to the interrogation room."

Eisenhorn saluted respectfully, then turned and walked away.

Killiman lowered his head, picked up the quill, put it in his mouth, and sipped it, then began to write quickly, without raising his head, "You don't have to think about interrogating that captive, for I assume that he has committed suicide now." ”

Eisenhorn felt that the Primordial was joking, and he knew the little humor of the Thirteenth Primordial, and even occasionally humored each other.

But when the Inquisitor opened the door to the archives, he saw several Tyrone Navy sailors using a stance device to carry the broken limbs, which were the same veteran as they were dressed, and that the cause of his death was from the inside out, not by an external force.

"How did you come to that conclusion?" Eisenhorn asked in surprise.

"I'm not speculating." Killeman shook his head, "I just had a feeling that he was dead, so I said it casually." ”

(End of chapter)