The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard terra calendar, 41,

The Maelstrom, the planet San Tiaro

Bliss Hotel, one of the best hotels in Cyclops, is located next to the downtown buildings.

This planet has been out of the jurisdiction of the empire for hundreds of years. On the surface, it is hosted by a local guild. It is actually a pirate lair. Every day, pirate ships full of loot enter the planet’s orbit, and every day there are countless hungry sharks leaving the lair. .

As one of the worlds secretly controlled by the red pirate Huron, here is the law of tyrants—

Anyone can come, even empires, but no one is allowed to make trouble. After paying the parking tax, you can do whatever you want.

This is also the most cunning thing about Huron. Even if he betrays the empire, he will still not stand in the line. He will always leave room and a gray area of ​​black and white. This is also different from him. One thing about all Chaos Star Warriors—not to be dazzled by the so-called hatred and faith.

There is a huge black market, a huge killer’s guild, and auctions where you can buy many precious items. Here you can find many psionic treasures that the empire cannot legally hold, and you can also hire powerful psionicists and even Alien mercenaries, as long as you can afford the price, even apostate interstellar warriors can be hired.

This is a paradise for adventurers, and it is also a **** for many people, because the weak are here, and they won’t really get any protection—

There are gleaming mirrors on the walls of the bar in the hotel, and the interior is filled with smoke.

The old pirate Sayaf Moore is here telling others the story of how a merchant ronin merchant ship was destroyed.

The story he told was immersive and fascinated the audience present. The old man was smoking a cigar, smoking a cigarette ring, and making a few gestures from time to time to make some sounds to enhance the audibility of the story.

The people sitting around the table laughed from time to time and cursed from time to time.

But Sam Bellamy just watched and was silent.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is always silent, but his silence can make others surrender.

But no one knew that he had another name in the past-Sorge.

When his master Iskandar Kayan was captured by the astral knight, Soshyang gave him freedom as promised, but that was freedom at a price-his abilities would not be wasted, and he still had to be an astral knight. Serve the Empire.

It just means that he is free in the process of this service.

Sorge had already been prepared for this kind of mentality. He knew that a person like himself would not have real freedom, only relative.

In fact, from the moment he knew his master was not dead, he knew that he could not escape.

Therefore, he followed Soshyang’s suggestion and came to the Maelstrom star area. He started from scratch. In less than five years, he became a famous second-door dealer and part-time pirate nearby, and he owned a ship named "Obsidian". Modified pirate ship.

Because of his cunning and silence, outsiders gave him the nickname "The Fox of Silence". He didn't have much to say about it, but in this kind of place, having a nickname also means that others recognize you, which means that you truly Into the "that" circle.

On the stage, a cute girl of mixed blood cats who was almost naked was dancing to the band drums, but Sorge didn't even look at it.

His eyes scanned the surroundings and looked at everyone present. Most of them were pirates and a few were mercenary leaders and smugglers.

At the far end of the room, under a gilded oil painting depicting the marching imperial Titans, he saw a group of guys dressed in purple with chrome decorations and pink faces.

They claim to be "Crazy Messengers", a cult group that worships evil looks, and their master is the Chaos Fighting Gang "Ecstatic Crazy". They have only recently come to this world.

Among these people, there is a tall, thin person with a scar on his face that was corroded by acid.

Sorge was quite familiar with him, Diango Dolby, the pirate captain who had been in conflict with Sorge, did not expect that the other party would be involved in the evil cult.

Their eyes stared at each other for several seconds, and the extended intersection was as warm as two automatic rangefinders aiming at each other.

Sorge cursed himself silently, if he had known this guy here, he wouldn't be here.

But no way, his target is this group of people.

He had to figure out why Huron would allow the evil cultists to enter his territory, and whether there was any secret agreement between the two.

"This lord?"

Hearing the sound, Sorge raised his head and saw a concierge in uniform standing next to his chair with his head tilted, looking flattering and disgusting.

"My lord, a boy is looking for you."

"boy?"

Sorge thought for a moment, and suddenly realized who it was.

"Where is he?"

"The boy is at the front desk. He has something to tell you personally. He wants me to give you this."

The porter continued, and his velvet gloved fingers weighed a silver earring slightly suspiciously, and then handed it to Sorge.

Sorge nodded, stood up and followed the porter.

The half-breed cat **** the stage finally took off the last piece of fabric on her body, and was about to spin the shiny piece of fabric in her hand and throw it into the crowd.

Diango watched Sorge walk out of the room. He bends his fingers gracefully, motioning his comrades to lean over.

"Sam is the **** I mentioned before. He is a dangerous man of unknown origin. We should get rid of him."

Sorge followed the arrogant porter out of the room and into the marble-clad hall.

He hates this place more and more. San Tiara is a comfortable and luxurious place far away from the flames of war. After paying taxes to Huron, the people here completely ignore the cruel and dark reality outside of their planet and life. .

Sooner or later, the emperor’s anger will come, not because of a sense of justice, but simply disgust.

Afterwards, Sorge returned to reality from his contemplation and saw a twelve-year-old boy hiding under a pot of ouroboros tree.

The boy wore a loose newsboy suit and looked unhappy.

"Ike? I thought you were out to play, what are you doing in this place?"

With a surprised look, Sorge stepped forward, grabbed the boy's hand and left the hall, and they went directly to a nearby alley.

Then the boy took out a small data tablet from his thigh pocket and handed it to Sorge.

"This came over from the communication network after you left. Uncle Melk thinks it's best to give it to you directly. Since I'm hired by you, it's my task to bring this to you."

Sorge was amused by the boy's impatient tone. He took the data pad and opened it.

"what is this?"

"My lord, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. As far as I know, this is a private communication that came from an encrypted communication channel in more than forty minutes."

The boy paused, thinking about time.

"To be precise, it should have happened 47 minutes ago."

Sorge scanned the encrypted code on the data board, and then pressed the decoding button with his finger to decode it with his fingerprint.

This is indeed news that can only be seen by him personally.

"Patricia is here, go to 514 Ghost Street, use our past secret codes, there will be a very important news."

Sorge raised his head suddenly, and then quickly closed the data board as if he was afraid of the secret being discovered.

Patricia, an old friend of his, an intelligence dealer, and a low-level psionicist, have never seen him since that adventure in the asteroid belt...

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