Chapter 88 02.0088: "Angel's Gift"

"This one doesn't look good, and this set doesn't work either, let's go to the next one."

High-end aristocratic clothing suppliers were waiting in front of Miss Hood's door. They brought a wide range of gorgeous dresses and lined up all the way from the boudoir door to outside the mansion.

The blonde girl slid her fingers impatiently. The previous supplier left with a sad face, and the next one came with a smile on his face.

"This doesn't look good either, let's change it." Farida sighed, crossed her arms, and sat down on the sofa:

"What is Horatio doing every day? He's not at the academy. Really, he's not going out to mess around again, is he? Lina, what do you think?"

After she left the Legal Department, her father said he wanted her to serve in the Fleet Security Committee, but to this day she has not been assigned a single mission.

Because he was afraid that something might happen to her, her father didn't let her go out. She stayed at home every day, away from the bustling city, and always felt uncomfortable.

"Miss, he was in quarantine before. I heard that they recaptured a fallen plague cruiser for the Imperial Navy and was promoted to Sergeant Major."

"Really?" Farida opened her eyes wide.

"Well, that's what my father said."

"Lina, you are amazing. You are worthy of being the daughter of Captain Elphinstone! Your source of information is very wide. When will his quarantine be over?" The girl regained her interest in choosing clothes.

"I've come out of quarantine."

Farida looked at a slim dress that was mainly black with red satin as an accent: "I want to try this one."

"This is perfect for your shopping outing, Miss Hood." The vendor, wearing a gold-rimmed monocle, smiled flatteringly.

"Shopping and traveling..."

Farida raised her slender finger and put it on her lower lip. She thought of an idea and said, "Lina, tell my father that I am almost depressed at home and want to go to the Upper Nest area for a walk. The security in Upper Nest is very good. If he is still worried, let Sergeant Horatio protect me personally."
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"Sergeant, take good care of your injuries. We all hope that you will return to the team soon." Horatio placed a bouquet of alien flowers shaped like lilies and comfort supplies for the nobles' recuperation in front of Valina's bed.

"You are really capable, you have been promoted from corporal to sergeant major. Even the greenskins' rockets can't jump as high as you." Valina's right arm was bandaged with special muscle repair gel underneath. She sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, looked at Horatio's sergeant major badge, and then slowly blew out a long smoke ring.

"What you get from the exam needs to be tested more in actual combat." Horatio smiled.

The female officer looked up at the sky, raised the corners of her lips and snorted in self-mockery: "Take good care of your men, don't be like me and let them all die."

"As you wish." Horatio gave her a solemn eagle salute.

"Sergeant Horatio." As he walked out of the ward, he heard a clear and gentle female voice.

"The products you provided have passed the dual inspections of the Navy and the Sisters. The Chief Sister allowed this factory to first provide the supply of first aid supplies to the Navy Medical Prison. If the results are good, the procurement plan will be continued later." Sister Arabella smiled. Her eyes looked very tired because she had been rescuing the wounded for 72 hours.

"Thank you, Sister Arabella." Horatio bowed to the nun.

"Hey! Young man!" A voice suddenly came. Horatio turned around and saw that it was the baker.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a soldier in the Imperial Navy. I'm grateful for your kindness last time. You saved my life. You must be hungry. Here is some freshly baked white bread."

"This gentleman is a baker. After we rescued him last time, he voluntarily joined our relief team and often helped us bake bread for the poor."

"Give it to the nun. She works harder than me."

Horatio smiled and ushered the baker to the nun, "Goodbye, I have things to do."

"Sergeant, you are really..." Sister Arabella smiled shyly and dignifiedly.

Horatio smiled and saluted her, then left the Navy Medical Ward.

After solving the sales channel problem of the Labor Gang's products, there shouldn't be any problems with the subsequent maintenance of the intelligence network. He has to go see Father Latti.

"Oh~ Mr. Horatio, this seems to be a very interesting thing." Father Latti enlarged the prosthetic eye to microscope mode.

"What is this, obtained from a Black Mechanicus priest?" Horatio lay naked on the operating table. Father Lati monitored his body enhancement parameters, maintained his prosthetic limbs after a hard battle with Nurgle, and eliminated those places where filth and dirt were hidden.

He conducted a rigorous background check on Father Latti, and was relieved when he found that he was an excellent genius and no problems were found.

"On the surface it looks like liquid, but in fact... it is countless nanoworms. I will study it further later."

"Thanks." After the maintenance, Horatio sat up and the servitor began to put on his military uniform.

He looked at the lifeless eyes of the mechanical servant, and no longer had the disgust caused by the uncanny valley as he did at the beginning.

【+Sergeant Major Horatio. +】Major General Hood suddenly transmitted.

[+Master Donatos Afel, the Second Company Captain of the Blood Angels Chapter, invites you to board the Chapter's Strike Cruiser+]

[+Understood+] Horatio buttoned up his uniform and smoothed the medals on his chest.

"You are such a busy man, Mr. Horatio." Father Ratti smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Good-bye, ma'am." Horatio snorted and lifted her hand, bowed politely and kissed it.
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The battle barge "Blade of Vengeance" was moored in the largest starport dock in Abyss Harbor, with the Gothic Sector Admiralty and Cathedral directly below it, and the Zhongsi Academy nearby. Horatio saw the appearance of this huge ship through the porthole. It was bright red, with the blood wing logo embedded on its hull. It was 11 or 12 kilometers long, with a huge hangar in front, and countless aircraft were busy passing through it.

Since it was not designed to fight void warfare, the battle barge's firepower is inferior to that of the Imperial Navy's battleships of the same tonnage, and its huge size also makes its maneuverability poor.

But her void shield and armor are very thick, and she can send the Blood Angels to the face of the enemy ship for boarding attack. And the row of huge macro cannons on the side also has a good chance to fight back when dealing with large enemy warships.

This behemoth has just returned from defeating the enemies of the Empire and is in desperate need of supplies.

It would take at least three weeks to feed such a huge ship. Slaves, priests, supply crews, and recruiters worked day and night to inspect, maintain, resupply, and recruit new chapter servants to every corner of it.

Horatio came to the corridor connecting to the bridge of the Vengeance of the Blade, where six Blood Angels were guarding the passage.

He was wearing a neat military dress uniform, with two brand new medals of honor dangling on his left chest.

After explaining their purpose, a Blood Angel sergeant wearing a golden Skyhawk shoulder armor on his left shoulder led Horatio into the 'palace'.

Yes, a palace.

Gorgeous and magnificent, the walls and dome are a combination of crimson and gold, and in the center is painted the glorious achievements of the Blood Angels since 30K.

Plaster statues of Sanguinius were neatly displayed, and aesthetically pleasing decorations were placed behind crimson curtains and satin, all of which were made by the Blood Angels themselves.

Horatio walked on the crimson velvet carpet, overwhelmed by the sight.

The corridor was very spacious, and several Space Marines could walk side by side without feeling crowded. It was the first time that Horatio saw so many Space Marines.

The Blood Angels who were not on duty only wore power armor and no helmets. They were all blond, muscular handsome men with eloquent speech, elegant manners, and noble temperament. It was hard to associate them with the ferocious beasts fighting on the battleships.

In addition, there are many walking mortals, some are warship officers, some are technicians, and even busy captains. These mortals who serve the chapter are collectively called chapter servants, just like the servants of the Inquisition. They are selected and recruited by the chapter to serve the chapter and the Emperor.

He passed a lounge with a red curtain that was not drawn. He saw the Blood Angels inside mixing blood with delicious wine to make a mixed drink called 'Kalash'.

This blood is donated voluntarily by the Chapter's servants, men and women who serve the Chapter and take it as an honor for the Blood Angels to drink their blood.

In order to maintain their condition, the Blood Angels must drink blood regularly, otherwise they will grow fangs like vampires and become ugly and terrifying.

Horatio turned away and continued walking forward.

The sergeant took him to a larger lounge, where he met the man he had seen in the illustrations - Donatos Afiel, captain of the 2nd Company of the Blood Angels.

The company commander had short, neat hair and a long scar running through his forehead, passing his right eye and ending at his cheek.

On either side of him were two veterans with swords, and on the table was a rectangular box covered with crimson satin.

"Sir, I am reporting to you from Chief Petty Officer Horatio Cochrane of the Imperial Navy!" Horatio stood outside the lounge and saluted solemnly to the tall man in front of him.

"Come in, Sergeant Horatio." The man's expression was solemn and dignified. When he saw Horatio coming, he slightly straightened his chest.

"Sir, why did you summon me?"

"One of our brothers, Brother Romain Rolland, wants to give you his Holy Blood Chainsword to thank you for fighting alongside him."

A golden-helmeted veteran on one side pulled aside a crimson curtain, revealing an exquisite steel sword case with the Blood Angels emblem inlaid underneath.

The High Gothic on the banner of the sword case is the name of this sword - 'God of the Immaculate Angel'

"I am truly unworthy of such an expensive gift." Horatio was somewhat flattered and said with a wry smile.

"He is in hibernation and cannot come in person. I have approved his wish. Please accept it. Although it is not a finely crafted chainsword and the machine spirit's response is a little slow, it represents the friendship of us, the sons of Sanguinius."

Horatio's eyes widened involuntarily. It had been a long time since he had shown such surprise.

It is very rare for Space Marines to give gifts to mortals, because most people will not receive such recognition, and those who do will basically die.

Now that the second company commander has said so, it would be bad to shirk responsibility.

"Thank you, my lord," Horatio bowed respectfully.

The old soldier at the side picked up the sword case and placed it in his hand.

[How heavy.] Horatio gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly, but he was very excited and happy in his heart.

[But when I used it, the machine spirit didn't respond slowly, did it? On the contrary, it was overly active... Could it be because of the machine spirit's favor?] Horatio thought.

"To commemorate the victory of this battle, and to celebrate the defeat of the Emperor's enemy's conspiracy, would you be able to have some time to feast together?"

"My pleasure!"

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