Chapter 5 01.0005: "Who is this guy?"

Faced with Horatio's persistent request, Farida looked at the ring carefully for a while this time, and saw the imperial battleship and the word "legend" on it clearly.

In her memory, her father, a captain whom she seldom saw, seemed to have a naval honor ring with the word "legend" engraved on it, but it was not as elaborately engraved as this one.

Could it be that... the family of the death row inmate in front of me is richer than my own?

Farida shook her head and quickly discarded this absurd idea.

Her Hood family is the most prestigious naval family in Abyss Port today. It also produced two lord captain brothers, Samuel Hood and Alexander Hood, who have made great military achievements.

The Captain of the Imperial Navy, also known as the Captain of the Navy, is a legendary figure in the Imperial Navy and possesses the supreme and glorious power to act on behalf of the Imperial Navy.

This ring engraved with the word "Legend" is another major status symbol for the captains besides medals.

There are only a handful of people in the entire Gothic Fleet who have this honor, and no family has ever had two such people at the same time.

If he really came from a noble family, how could this kid end up like this.

Is the ring a fake? Impossible. Where did the people of the Middle and Lower Nest get the refined gold material and the refined gold carving technology?

Mithril is a rare material that is hard enough to be used to make keels and bow shields for warships. Every batch of mithril is escorted to the shipbuilding base by the Imperial Navy itself.

Picked it up? That was too outrageous. Her father had always treasured it and never let her touch it. How could a careless leader have lost it to the lower nest?
Stolen? It was unbelievable. What kind of thief would bypass the entire Upper Nest patrol and guards and sneak into the lord captain's house just to steal a ring? And now he swore to let her, a specialist from the Ministry of Justice, help identify it? ?
Farida's mind was like a storm, and she quickly thought about every possibility.

At last.

She's down.

Farida was unable to come up with any reasonable explanation, and in her recent thinking she remembered the rules contained in the ring.

There are many symbols of merit in the Empire that possess the attribute of immunity from guilt. When I first arrived as an intern at the Ministry of Justice, I once recalled them to the point of causing a breakdown and insomnia.

The Lord Captain has the power to kill on behalf of the Imperial Navy in the interest of the Empire, and the Ring of the Captain is a precious sword bestowed upon the Lord Captains in the name of the God-Emperor.

Over the long years, many rings were passed down, and gradually, the imperial officials left behind the tradition of "recognizing the ring but not the person" to show respect for the heroic family, while constantly raising the standards for becoming a lord captain.

If this ring is really the school leader's ring, then this gangster in front of him, let alone killing people, even if he kills everyone in the PW-P-15 giant starport cargo area, the Imperial Law Department cannot punish him.

[If this guy is really the descendant of a higher-ranking lord colonel, helping him now will allow his family to owe a favor to the Hood family, who are also in the navy... Even if he is not, we can just take his ring away and hand him over to the Ministry of Justice.]
"So, Ms. Hood, have you made your decision?"

The black-haired young man woke her up from her thoughts with his clear voice.

"I approve your request."

Horatio breathed a sigh of relief, finally letting go of his worries.

He looked down at the ring on his finger. It seemed that its value was just as he had guessed.

"Why didn't you bring 'Death Row Prisoner No. 24601' this time?" Before preparing for action, Horatio joked in order to ease the tense and depressing atmosphere.

"Shut up, death row prisoner No. 24601." The girl bit her lip and turned her face away.
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"Go to the right and keep your eyes open. Today is the day of blessing. The High Priest wants us to be on high alert!"

The cultists holding torches passed Horatio, who was 15 meters away from them.

Horatio crouched in front of the huntress, as she had requested, so that he could keep an eye on him and not shoot him from behind.

After seeing the patrol leave, Horatio raised his hand, raised his index and middle fingers, and pointed forward twice.

The two shadows bent and stood up almost at the same time, walking forward quickly.

Horatio, who has rich military and police experience, kept pointing the muzzle of his gun towards the direction where the enemy might be. His movements were so skillful that the female hunter had all kinds of doubts and puzzles about the handsome and thin young man in front of him. [This guy is so skilled that he looks like a special agent of the Ministry of Justice...]
Because there is no building intelligence map, the operation can only rely on the tactical analyzer and augury on the head of the Lady Huntress to plan and analyze the route in real time.

The gate was guarded by cultists, and Horatio planned to go around to the side to take a look.

He immediately signaled the Huntress behind him with a gesture.

The two of them sneaked out from behind the ruins and quickly approached the wall of the chapel. The Huntress gently patted Horatio on the shoulder, and Horatio immediately looked in the direction she pointed.

With the help of thermal imaging, he saw the old vents and the hot air coming out of them from the darkness.

The female hunter quickly squatted down, with her back against the wall, standing guard with her gun in hand.

Horatio understood what she meant, stepped on her shoulders to climb the grille, and pried open the bolt connector with a tactical knife.

Snapped!
After four soft clicks, the grille was carefully removed by Horatio and hidden at the bottom of the ruins.

"I'll go first." The huntress whispered unceremoniously.

She didn't want to stare at a man's butt in the air duct, although she didn't want to do it the other way around, but at least out of sight meant peace of mind.

The ventilation vents were located higher up, so the taller Horatio agreed from a tactical point of view that the Huntress should go up first. Unless she used the jet pack on her back, she might not be able to jump up.

But once the backpack is opened, their movements can probably be heard from a hundred meters away.

He took a horse stance and crossed his fingers.

The huntress folded the nozzle of the jet pack and stepped on his hand. Horatio pushed upward and helped her get into the vent smoothly.

"Hmm, it stinks..." The stench from the ventilation duct hit her in the face. The air purification device of the female hunter was broken in the previous fight, and she had to inhale the air mixed with various strange smells like the people in the lower nest.

As soon as she got her upper body in, her hand was stained with a pool of warm liquid with a foul smell.

[Is this... urine?]
The expression on the huntress's face immediately became ugly and distorted, and her pupils trembled.

That’s right, this was the first time in the life of this noble female huntsman that she drilled into a ventilation duct, and it was the ventilation duct to the lower nest, and she was totally unprepared.

Suddenly, the ball of fur that had been motionless in front suddenly turned around unexpectedly.

"Ah!" The Huntress uttered a small cry of surprise, but almost immediately shut her mouth.

It was an oversized mutant bat, with terrifying red eyes filled with malicious intent. Its piercing screams destroyed and tortured her eardrums. The Huntress was caught off guard and hurriedly drew her pistol.

Da! Da! Two muffled sounds came from inside.

[+Hey, what's going on? Keep your voice down! +]

When Horatio heard the scream, he immediately put his gun at the ready and called Farida over the noisy short-range communication channel.

The Huntress's slender legs kept kicking outwards. The only sound she could hear on the noisy short-distance communication channel due to interference was:
[+There's a monster... Hoo, hoo, thank the God-Emperor, it's dead... Ugh, I'm stuck, give me a push, quick. +]

Horatio looked up and saw that the fierce struggle just now had pushed the tactical waist belt of the Lady Huntress further down, causing her buttocks, which could barely fit into the pipe, to be completely stuck.

"What's that noise over there? Hey, go check it out!"

Horatio's heart skipped a beat.

[broken!]
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