Chapter 192 03.0191: "Choice of job change"

"You will become a member of the Navy Military Supervisory Committee as a loyal heir and become a member of the Navy Fleet Military Supervisory Committee." This sentence filled Farida's eyes with disbelief.

"How dare you assume that my father died in the line of duty?" Farida suddenly became agitated.

"Please listen to me, Candidate Hood. There is no way your Excellency the Lieutenant General could have survived an explosion of that magnitude, and you know that," the woman said in a tepid tone.
"As the daughter of a general, you must fulfill your duties."

"I need to recruit you to be a military supervisor to assist us in carrying out our mission." said the Demon Inquisitor.

"But I'm already a midshipman on the Imperial Navy's Indefatigable!"

"So what?" the man suddenly interrupted:

“First of all, you haven’t received your commission from the Star Region Admiralty.

Secondly, if I wanted, I could immediately kill the current Admiral of the Gothic Fleet Lord and appoint a Colonel Captain to take his place."

The Inquisitor said coldly and arrogantly: "The rest is just a matter of following procedures. As long as I take action first, the Star Region Admiralty will have to follow my lead. This is the corrupt and decadent bureaucracy of the Empire."

This kind of action of acting first and reporting later, having the rice already cooked, and then letting the imperial bureaucracy clean up the mess is the privilege of the Supreme Tribunal.

This made Farida tremble slightly with anger, but it was of no avail.

"Why did you choose me?" she asked.

"Don't you want to avenge your parents?" The inquisitor asked a question that Farida could not refute.

As soon as the words "revenge for my parents" came out of his mouth, Farida's eyes suddenly widened.

"I don't trust the lies of any bureaucratic agency in the Empire. Only the Empire's Internal Affairs Department and the Stormtroopers are trustworthy."

The man said grimly: "When bureaucrats are covering their noses and trying to hide the truth, racking their brains to think about how to do public relations to keep their official hats."

He raised his chin and said proudly: "Only the Internal Affairs Department and the loyal Storm Troopers are truly helping the Empire to eliminate the conspiracy behind it.

This is the experience I have gained through countless blood and practice in the past 100 years as an inquisitor. I have seen through the essence of these things. "

After saying this, Farida swallowed.

"The Military Supervisory Committee is the only legitimate way to realize your wish for revenge.

If you want to avenge your parents, you must take off this bureaucratic uniform full of hypocrisy and discard it.

Then put on the battle clothes that a true God-Emperor warrior should wear.

You better hurry up, because every second you waste of my time may allow my opponents and enemies to get ahead of me."

"Candidate Officer Hood, you can make a choice." The female military supervisor put her hands behind her back majestically, but her attitude was surprisingly not that tough. Instead, she gave Farida a chance to choose.

Although at this point, giving her a choice is just a symbol.

"We don't have that much time to waste. Make your choice, young man. It's up to you to decide whether to fight a quick battle with the Military Oversight Committee and the stormtroopers loyal to the Empire, or to wait for the bureaucracy to investigate for hundreds of years and then send you a notice to prevaricate. It's your choice."

The Demon Inquisitor looked at the garden outside the window, snorted coldly at the extravagance and debauchery of the Lieutenant General's residence, and expressed his deep disdain and disgust for the Imperial Ministry of the Interior without any concealment.

"I..." Farida struggled in her heart.

The Inquisitor was right, judging from the deaths of his mother and the planetary governor.

There is also a multi-agency investigation into the death of Horatio's father, Chief Colonel Thomas Cochrane.

The cases were hastily closed time and again, and each time proved how inefficient and complicated the imperial bureaucracy under multiple leaders was, like a headless fly.

If things really drag on until a hundred years later, all traces of my father will be wiped out on the Retribution-class battleship.

By then, I won’t have the chance to investigate again.

"I can go with you." She said resolutely.

Her tone was so firm that all the military supervisory committee members present nodded in approval of her decisiveness.

"But you must promise to let me take revenge with my own hands." Her green eyes stared viciously into the Inquisitor's cold eyes.

"That's not a problem. I've encountered cases that are more difficult and dark than this." The man looked down at Farida and said.

"Commissioner Kamelin, I'll leave her to you. I want to see her get rid of the bureaucratic aura and become another outstanding Divine Emperor warrior like you."

"As you command, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."
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Horatio drove the hovercraft to the "Sky Cage" ten thousand meters above the ground.

The red guards of the Admiralty guarded every inch of this castle in the air.

The protruding platform is equipped with Hydra anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft rocket launchers. No enemy of the empire can escape from here, and no evil can walk out alive from here.

Those who were brought in by him and the Hell's Spies in previous missions had long since turned into raw materials for corpse starch.

They use their sinful bodies to feed the people of the empire in order to atone for their sins.

When the guards saw the officer coming, they saluted with their guns.

Horatio nodded, signaling that they were done.

He strode in with great speed.

Maybe he was still afraid of the Inquisitor yesterday, but after he swore to Farida that he would break this dark Möbius strip with his own hands.

From his heart to his philosophy, everything has changed.

There is no fear, only anger.

Soon, he saw a mature and graceful woman with golden brown hair wearing a night combat stealth suit and carrying a gun.

Horatio recognized it as a star dart gun belonging to the Eldar.

But the woman didn't have pointed ears, she was a human, which meant that the Shuriken was probably her trophy.

"Mr. Horatio Cochrane?" she asked.

"I am," Horatio replied with a serious face.

"The judge is waiting for you inside." She opened the door for the officer who approached.

"Thank you." Horatio nodded his hat brim and strode in.

After he entered, the door creaked shut and the whole room became dark and cold again.

Horatio knew this room. It was the most soundproof and confidential conversation room in the entire Sky Cage.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man in a coat standing not far away, alert, with the symbol of the Inquisition floating on his chest.

He had a neat, crew-cut haircut, a long, bony face, and looked to be about thirty years old.

His temperament has the majesty unique to an inquisitor, but it is not so suffocating.

Seeing Horatio coming, he glanced sharply at him, then turned sideways and looked at him head on.

"Mr. Horatio Cochrane? You look a little tired." He asked with a smile.

"Yes, there was a lot going on yesterday. I think you must be the Judge."

Horatio regained his spirit so that others would not easily see what happened to him yesterday.

Especially the gait and walking posture, which hide the fact of hip pain.

"You can remove the word 'adult'." The man walked forward and pulled out the chair for him:

"Although you are called 'Servants of the Inquisition', you are actually in cooperation with us and do not belong to anyone. Especially for an Imperial Navy officer like you."

"Then I'll change it to 'Your Excellency.'" Horatio took his seat, took his bicorne off his head and placed it on the table.

"I am Clarence Ravenor, Inquisitor of the Order of the Exiles."

[From the Alien Court? And the name Ravenno sounds familiar.]
Horatio's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes squinted, and he fell into deep thought.

"The duties of my order are mainly to investigate issues related to aliens, but..."

"I know that the Inquisition is a unified organization. Although it is divided into many orders, your duties are not actually so clearly divided, right, Your Excellency?"

The judge raised his eyebrows in surprise and smiled meaningfully: "As expected, you are the son of Thomas Cochrane and the descendant of Speyer. You are as smart as your father.

I'm sorry about your father's case, and I'll do my best to help him, but we have something more pressing to do right now, and maybe we can kill two birds with one stone."

He sat up straight again and looked at the young but extraordinary man in front of him.

"You are thinking of the name Ravenno, are you not?"

The man looked into Horatio's eyes, as if he could see into his heart, and blurted out the question that Horatio was thinking.

(End of this chapter)