Chapter 263 04.0262: "I! Cato Sicarius!"

Farida, in a white uniform, paced nervously and anxiously in the "little world" surrounded by the hedge.

[I had clearly agreed not to meet him so capriciously, but why did I still agree...] Farida bit her lower lip lightly, feeling extremely conflicted.

"Long time no see, Farida." A gentle voice sounded from beside her.

"How do you know this place?" Turning suddenly, Farida saw Horatio.

"Lina told me that you often come here to relax." Horatio smiled.

Farida laughed helplessly.

"Okay, then please keep it short. Tomorrow is the triumphal ceremony, and I can't stay outside for too long."

"It's like this. No matter what the Military Supervisory Bureau does, you must tell me where you are at that time."

"The Military Supervision Bureau will disclose the news of this operation to the Navy Department." The girl blinked in confusion.

"I know, but I want your place," Horatio said simply.

"My...position?" Farida's cheeks turned red unconsciously.

"Yes, I have a feeling that those guys hiding in the darkness will have a final decisive battle with us tomorrow. But no matter what action you take, you must tell me your location, okay?"

In the Shadow Prophet's performance foreshadowing, Farida is a very important piece of the puzzle, and her order position will directly determine whether she will be corrupted by chaos.

He would never allow himself and Farida to re-enact the ending of that tragic performance.

And it will not allow the blue bald chicken who can see both the past and the future but cannot see the present to succeed.

If it really appears this time.

"Okay, I promise you, no matter where I am tomorrow, I will send you my real-time coordinates." Farida picked up a branch and wrote a string of code on the ground flattened by her footprints, saying:
"Here are my pager coordinates. You can find me on the auspex."

"Also, promise me one last thing."

Their eyes met, and Horatio stared into her eyes seriously: "No matter what happens, don't lose hope of living. You swear."

Farida didn't know why he suddenly asked her to make this oath that seemed a little ridiculous.

"Mr. Cochrane, I am already a military supervisor who serves the Emperor wholeheartedly and loyally. As the standard of the Emperor, how could I give up my life so easily? Isn't this a dereliction of duty?"

Farida straightened her chest and spoke with full energy.

Looking at her serious, dignified and formal appearance, Horatio couldn't help but chuckle.

"Of course, Colonel Hood. The Emperor expects everyone to do their duty!" Horatio followed her serious manner and straightened his chest, put his legs together, and saluted.

This deliberate look made Farida unable to hold back her laughter, and she bit her lip and chuckled.

As she was laughing, she was suddenly hugged by a pair of strong arms.

"May the Emperor of God keep us all safe and sound." His tone was serious, yet there was a hint of helplessness in his seriousness.

Farida, who was held in his arms and standing on tiptoe, stared blankly at the blue sky behind the hedge, blinking her eyes.

Only then did she realize that he had meant what he had said before.

"Okay, I swear, no matter what happens, I will not lose hope of living."
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The Inquisitor of the Holy Hammer stumbled back to his black ship.

[Why is she staring at me? Did she find something?]
When he rushed into his secret room, he shouted uncontrollably: "She's staring at me! Did she find you? You damn devil, I'm going to destroy you completely!"

"Don't panic, my Lord." The demon host, who was getting further and further away from the human form, chuckled: "The fun has begun."

"Start? You've betrayed my trust once again. It's time to end this."

“Do you feel betrayed?”

"Yes!"

"Do you long to see your opponent fail?" "Everything I do is for this goal!"

"Do you desire to be known throughout the Inquisition?"

"Devotion and sacrifice are certainly worthy of such praise."

……

After nine questions and nine answers, the Inquisitor of the Holy Hammer's mind suddenly became clear, as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Untie my bonds, and I will lead you to final victory. Everything you are worried about will no longer be a problem. I think you can no longer refuse this offer, because the witch hunter will take action against you, my lord."
-
21 hours until the Triumphal Parade.

At this time, a magnificent and luxurious dark blue giant ship was anchored in the navy's berth at the Abyss Port Star Port.

The large inverted Ω logo on the hull indicated the identity of the visitor.

'The one who came is the current Second Captain of the Ultramarines, Cato Sicarius. He is a very capable, but also very vain Space Marine. Even though he has become a monk, he still retains his noble status before serving and is proud of it. Therefore, if you want to get his help, you must show him enough respect.'

At the suggestion of Captain Afel, the armed forces of Abyss Port withdrew a part of the troops for tomorrow's military parade, about 4500 people, and lined them up into several large square formations, covering the wide docking station of the star port that was several kilometers long.

As the Roman-style Cornu horn sounded.

The Ultramarines, holding high the square eagle flag, marched out of the docking port in a line.

When the Ultramarines champion, wearing a championship crown, an olive branch on his helmet, and wearing finely crafted power armor more gorgeous than their chapter leader Calgar, walked out of the exit, he stopped at the highest point.

Looking around at the grand welcoming formation at the star port.

Then he opened his arms, and at the right time, a thunderous cheer came from the square.

"I, Cato Sicarius! Captain of the Ultramarines' Second Company, Lord of the Watch! Archduke of the House of Talasar! Champion of the Knights of Macragge! High Lord of Ultramar! Grand Master of the March of Five Hundred Worlds!
I! Am the Kingslayer! The World Breaker! Bringing destruction in all its forms to my enemies! I act in the name of the Emperor and the defense of Mankind! None can stop my wrath!

I! The Invincible! Cato Sicarius, stand with you today!"

Once again, there was a loud cheer from the crowd.

Horatio glanced at David Betty von Ravensburg beside him. The guy looked at the shining Cato Sicarius with his eyes wide open, as if he saw another incarnation of himself.

"Welcome, cousin." Captain Afiel stepped forward and took off his helmet as a sign of friendliness.

In order to win over the Ultramarines and get them to participate in tomorrow's stability maintenance operation, even the Blood Angels deliberately lowered their pomp by a level compared to their blue cousins.

Cato Sicarius walked down slowly and steadily, looking at the Captain of the Holy Blood Company, who was also a founding member of the same regiment, had a similar status and position to himself, was also the Lord of Watch, and was previously regarded as an 'opponent' by him. He also took off his helmet.

With beautiful and smooth golden brown hair parted in a 3:7 ratio, he looked at the company commander in front of him, nodded in greeting, and stretched out his blue hand to hold Afiel's red hand.

Cato Sicarius had aimed to defeat all kinds of rivals since he was young, and even after becoming a Space Marine, he created many rivals of the same level for himself.

Once upon a time, he thought that at such a young age he could become a champion of the chapter, become the captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines, and be the Lord of the Watch of Otarama, and no one would be able to defeat him.

Until he heard that a man named Donatos Afiel, who was only over 140 years old, ascended to the throne of the Second Captain of the Blood Angels and Lord of the Holy Blood Watch as a champion swordsman of the same regiment.

Even he, who was always so arrogant that he looked down on everyone, couldn't help but exclaim, "There are still masters?!"

But the Blood Angels' home planet Baal was far away from the five hundred worlds southeast of the Extreme Star Region. He had only heard of this rival in his eyes but had never seen him in person.

It happened that the emerging alien civilization, the Tau, launched their third star expansion. He, who had always been ordered by Chapter Captain Calgar to guard Five Hundred Worlds, was finally able to leave his homeland and was ordered to prepare for a new round of war in the Damocles Gulf theater.

Although the Five Hundred Worlds have a strong military force, Cato Sicarius, who is preparing for an expedition, is restricted by the code of his genetic father and still needs to borrow forces from the Imperial Navy fleets that control the void.

He happened to receive a communication from the Blood Angels Chapter claiming that they had rescued an Ultramarines sergeant, so he asked the navigator to adjust the course and head straight for the Gothic fleet anchorage.

The two second company commanders of the newly founded regiments with a long history and glorious military achievements looked at each other as they shook hands.

As a time traveler, Horatio never expected that he would be able to witness the second expedition of the Ultramarines to Damocles Gulf, the beginning of the legendary war.

The cheers of the phalanx died down, and Horatio could sense that there was something indescribably strange about the atmosphere between the two men.

(End of this chapter)