Destiny Steel

Temporary detention center

Vendus's room

As an ancient practice and in accordance with human physiology, the day-night rhythm of a warship in space is determined mainly by the lights that are automatically adjusted at regular intervals.

It was morning, the newly concocted lighting in the hull was a bright daylight, and the Apothecary Master was already standing outside a cabin door, the skeletal mask on his shoulder armor reflecting a faint golden light.

The electronic eye of the guarded Hooper verified his identity.

The door moved to the side, and Hong Suo stepped into the room.

"Good day, Brother Uriel Venrice."

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The prayer of the former fourth company commander of the Ultramarines was over, but he was still kneeling there, and when he heard the sound at the door, he got up and turned around.

"Good day, Brother Honso."

What appeared in front of Ventris was a white-armored pharmacist with a tall figure and broad shoulders.

His hair is shaved, he wears medical glasses in one eye, and the iris of the other eye is a glacier-like blue, and the wrinkles caused by long-term thinking make him look reliable and full of wisdom.

His well-equipped medical mechanical backpack and arm assistive device gave Ventus a new assessment of the affluence of this sub-group of ultramarines who had long been known but had little contact, and the battle scars on the pharmacist's helmetless face were also in awe of the first four company commanders.

Obviously, these venerable brothers with silver skulls had endured some unimaginable battles over the past hundreds and even millennia, and he vaguely heard that they had just finished their expedition on the edge of the wilderness and were preparing to return to the Empire to recuperate.

Undoubtedly, although he and Passanius had lost most of their honors, the fact that he could spend some time at the Providence Iron Monastery with extraordinary warriors of the same genetic bloodline made Vintris feel a little less stressed, and he was grateful for it.

The Iron Warrior raised an eyebrow and walked into the Ultramarine's room.

"I hope you're feeling good today, monk."

"Very good indeed, Brother Honso, your Abbey battleship is in one of the best maintenance conditions I've ever seen, even the smell and temperature of the air conditioner is perfect."

"Of course, our warband's technical preparation master is the best in the entire star field." When he said this, the pharmacist seemed to have a strange smile on his face, and he seemed very proud.

"It's time for a routine check-up for you today, come here, take off your clothes, Ventris, and lie down."

The Ultramarines walked over to their beds, "Thank you, Brother Honso, thank you so much for letting me and Passanius use the Band's medical resources...... Is it like this? ”

"That's it, don't move now, I'm going to do some basic checks for you first. The previous trip was clearly not pleasant and harmful to health. ”

The pharmacist turned on his scanning device, took down some data after a full-body biochemical scan, and then began to touch the corresponding points on Ventris's body with the medical probe on his finger.

"How does your spine feel right now?"

"It's okay, I think it's fully back to work."

"That's good news, breathe as hard as you can, blow into this one, yes, um, the third lung seems to be working pretty well, too."

"Thank you for your superb medical skills, Master Hunsso, I almost thought I might have to give it up." Vendis sincerely expressed his gratitude.

The Apothecary Master shook his head, "Just a trivial tinkering. ”

As the physical examination progressed, the atmosphere they had before gradually relaxed.

"This huge wound in the abdomen is newly healed, and it looks like the claws of some kind of creature? Well? Hun Suo's fingertips moved over Ventris's abs, the flesh-colored abs entrenched in a mass of new white flesh, and it looked like something terrible and strange had been tearing a chunk of flesh from the Ultramarine's body.

"Yes, on Extreme Taracis," Ventrith's face was shrouded in a faint shadow, "in that world we had an encounter with the Tyranid swarm...... Eventually we wiped it out. This was left behind by the Norn bug queen of the swarm at the time. ”

"There are a lot of tough soldiers who can fight the Tyranid creatures for a while, but there aren't many warriors who survive facing a Norn worm." The medical probe moved over and a small sample of blood was taken near the wound," ...... Let me look at the data, indeed, the pharmacists before ...... Brother, he's doing a great job, and the residual Tyrannotoxin in your body has been cleared to a negligible level. — but you have such laudable feats—"

The apothecary shook his head and didn't comment further, but Ventus knew what the monk was trying to say, that the power armor and weapons they had been stripped of all glory and merit were not a secret to keep.

"I voluntarily accepted and made a death vow to be banished." The black-haired Astarte lay there, calmly saying, "I also believe that we can finally finish it and return to our beautiful home world." ”

The apothecary master who was busy on him made a nasal voice that sounded like a slight sneer, and Uriel's brow furrowed, "Is there anything funny about this?" Brother Honso. ”

"No, of course not, I didn't mean that. I mean, if you didn't say that when you say that, the change in heart rate isn't as noticeable, I'd think you're a little bit stronger than I thought, Ventris. ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, if you're looking for someone to talk to, I'm happy to help."

“…… Thank you, Brother Honso. Vincis's voice didn't sound so certain.

"No thanks, now please tilt your head to the side, yes, that's it, since you're recovering from the attack of the Noen Bug Queen, I'd like to collect some of your endocrine hormone fluid as a sample, if you don't mind."

"Of course, please...... Hiss...... Ah......h

"It's going to be a bit of a thrill, don't worry, it's going to be over soon."

The medical probe pierced so deep that almost half of it was inserted into his neck socket, so that the first four black-haired company commanders could only maintain a position with their heads lying on their sides, and the vibrations of his vocal cords as he spoke were transmitted to the probe, arousing a slight sensation in Hong Suo's fingertips.

Vendis took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was going to say next.

"First of all, I'm sorry to have been involved with Passanius."

Hong Suo tilted his head, and the medical arm he placed on Ventris's neck did not move. "Your friend doesn't seem to think so. But go ahead. ”

"Ultramarine—the meaning given to it represents courage, truth, and unwavering faith in the Emperor......" Hun Suo was silent, his glacier-colored eyes fixed on the medical probe.

"Our warbands are so determined and great, and our warriors need to be bound together by the teachings of the Holy Scriptures, which guide them to the rules, identify the source of their courage, and make them look up to their superiors and gain more courage from mutual trust and connection...... And I don't feel dishonored or regretful for my actions, I just accept that they should not be circulated in private discourse as an inappropriate seed......"

Wendith's voice grew indistinct, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Hmm...... Truly...... It is the cornerstone of existence. The Apothecary's voice sounded even more distant.

The graduated tube at the end of the medical probe is gradually filled with pink liquid.

"Okay, it's over, you might be a little sleepy next, a good night's sleep will help you relax."

Humso put away his equipment with great satisfaction, and even kindly covered the sheets for Ventris.

The commander of the first four companies muttered one last question before falling into a dark and sweet sleep.

"So...... He is the living saint of our Father...... Is that right......? ”

The door was closed.