Destiny Steel

Anglican Chapel

The ship's artificial lights are now automatically adjusted to night mode, with silver-blue lumens pouring down from the elaborate towering windows of the chapel onto the heraldic floor paved with colored marble, gilding everything beyond the shadows with a faint silver glow.

It was solemn and quiet.

Extremely slight fabric rubbing sound.

Lighter footsteps.

When the appointed moment came, figures in black robes that covered all their faces and bodies gradually appeared from the shadows.

The uninvited guests looked at each other warily and exchanged a simple greeting with the agreed gestures.

The acting pastor who presides over this secluded and stately sanctuary is not currently here.

As everyone in attendance knows, "Reverend" Julius is now helping his friends and comrades in the pharmacist's workshop, and is so busy that he won't be back for a while.

The other group of would-be visitors, members of several squads of the 10th Company, who usually come here for prayer or meditation, had no time to do anything else.

Since yesterday, the members of the 10th Company's squad have been thrown into the darkest and deepest decks and cabins of the Iron Blood under the guise that "recruits need more training" by the Demon Body that their father had spun off for some purpose—the one who impersonated the original name of the 1st Company Commander.

From the perspective of the common sense of the lower deck of the Chaos Void ship that the veterans knew, it is time for this group of lucky little bastards who have been pampered (and unpleasant) for so long to learn the true face of Chaos, and by the way, fall into a depravity or go crazy and lose some arms and legs.

- Uh-huh, the Shadow Demon of the Father of Genes, "that," Caydor said, "if there's something missing, you'll go down and get them."

To be honest, this shadow demon even made senses unexpectedly, after all, it even made a rescue plan for this group of little bastards, didn't it?

However, it is not easy to say, and the current speculation about this demon is whether it is "a hidden danger left by Foggrim for the Iron Lord 10,000 years ago" or "another whimsical pleasure of the supreme conspirators", and the approval ratings of both sides are almost fifty-fifty.

To sum up, it is clear that none of the guests welcomed by this chapel of the Destiny Steel today are of good nature.

After checking the neighborhood again and making sure there were no other disturbances, the mysterious black-robed visitors gathered into the towering, row-and-row corridor of thick marble pillars on the side of the chapel, and quietly engaged in a colorful conversation in the shadows with various gestures, under the gaze of the elaborate alabaster, brass, and bronze statues of the Terra Holy See, the Primordial and the Anglican saints.

- I still have to ask, is this location okay? It feels really strange that we're gathering here.

- No problem, as far as I know, the Father of Genes doesn't like to pay too much attention to this place.

- This is completely understandable.

- I feel some kind of scratching all over my skin, it doesn't feel particularly good here, let's get out of here.

- Okay, how are you doing? It's been a long time since we've called a meeting.

- Barely enough, I mean, all of us look a lot taller.

- Don't mention it! Brass forged biceps! Sooner or later, I'm going to screw off that half-breed bastard's head and put it under my father's throne!

- You're too grumpy, we should start with a well-thought-out, well-thought-out plan for each goal, and then work on it gradually to make sure everything is within the plan.

- Indeed, life is so beautiful, why should we be so irritable, enjoy the beauty of life, every day will bring us new surprises...... Hee-hee.

- If you want to feel the beauty of life, I would first suggest that you change the perfume next time, it will smoke my nose.

- What a pity, my dear fighting brother.

- Less nonsense. Before we begin, let me see if we have a few people missing here today. Is there anyone who really can't leave?

- Is there one? Not so much less, right? The number of people is about the same, huh? I think.

- Forget it, let me start by summarizing the recent developments: I believe that after so long since we set out from Medlengaard, "Something is wrong with Iron Blood" and "Father of Genes is very wrong" are two facts that we can be sure of and have no doubt.

The mystical-robed people nodded their heads.

- So let me see what new information you brought today.

With a flurry of exchanges, carriers such as single-use read-only data crystals, data tablets with read-and-burn effects, or some special, untraceable temporary data relay units are handed over to the convener.

- There's been something unusual about the two lately, well, it's an open secret now that the father is inseparable from his Shadow of Chaos, and everyone knows it; Let me see, the shadow demon is most likely not humanoid, most likely wears some kind of fur, uses spices, eats with his father, and doesn't need to be added to Astarte's special nutrients - we already know that! Can you take a little bit of your mind and concentrate while attending a party?!

The summoner let out a heavy ventilating sound of displeasure from some kind of machinery.

- Okay, there are reports of sightings of mysterious figures, wings, and birds...... You can join in the attention, but I suspect it's just the Iron Lord's new little pet recently.

- Let me see what it is, 99.99 percent of Dorne's living saints or possessed bodies...... Thank you, brother of the battle, each of us knows this, didn't you almost be cut into seventeen or eighteen by him...... The rest of the passage about Dorne possibly possessing a living saint and tempting us and other great genetic fathers to ignore his existence would not have to be written in such detail! Don't cram this mess in next time!! Oh, and as for the detailed route of the original mobile office, I even have a rotating duty schedule for each exit, which is nothing new. So are there any new, unusual clues that could be reported?

Someone in the shadows seemed to let out a restrained laugh because he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

The convener quickly browsed through more data carriers as the explosion of sparks and the crackling of information crystals continued to come from the depths of his robes.

- The Father of Genes' personality change is related to the very likely split Shadow Demon clone Kadomo, and the personalities of the two sides may be opposite, with a detailed observation and analysis report? Not? This is a bit interesting, very detailed, thanks to this fighting brother for his dedication and boldness. The document is informative and data-rich...... Based on this, we can ......

The secret gatherings of the black-robed people continued.

The silver moonlight shines on the statue of the emperor in the chapel.

The eyes of the Lord of Humanity watched silently, silently.

wail

See you for dinner

(End of chapter)