Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 130 The magnificent temple

The memory that Isayama Kenmei previously learned from the fallen Inquisitor Tosak-Rome was about this nail buried in the Empire's national religion that was corrupted by the chaotic forces of Slaanesh.

The only characteristic other than the one hand that can't hold it up, no, no, it should be said that she is a battle nun, or a high-ranking woman in the state church of the Keriglan Empire.

However, Isayama Kenmei has screened all the high-level battle nuns who may have problems. Those emperor's daughters have extremely strong wills and there are no traces of being betrayed by the empire.

Elena also helped Isayama Kenmei check this point, because believers corrupted by the Slaanesh demon often carve symbols of "pleasure and depravity" on the surface of their bodies in order to express their loyalty to the "Lord of Pleasure" coat of arms.

But there were none anywhere. Instead, there were only several terrifying and hideous scars that were not inferior to those of the Astartes monks.

I can give face to the Battle Sisters, a good partner of the Inquisition. The Imperial State Church only has so many restrictions, so let it go.

Isayama Norimei was not so friendly to the senior officials of the Imperial State Church, and basically found that all the women on the elimination list were executed.

Now it seems that maybe Isayama Norimei cares too much about the living people and has fallen into a misunderstanding. In fact, it might be good if he pays a little more attention to the dead people.

Isayama Norimei couldn't find such a battle nun in Kereglan, so is it possible that the nun he was looking for was "dead", so that he could save a lot of money.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are indeed rich and powerful."

Isayama Nomei stood outside the gate of Hagia Sophia and raised his head to see the towering spire reaching into the sky. The surface of the walls were made of valuable and solid stone imported from the outer galaxy.

If you can't feel how much money this building consumes just by looking at the outside, then the interior is where the extravagance is displayed.

Isayama Norimei inquired about the memories of the original owner Horst Eisenholm about these imperial church buildings. Although they were all luxurious and money-burning things without exception, they were probably much inferior to this church.

As soon as Isayama Nomei entered the gate, the ground turned into truth stone tiles that were whiter and flawless than milk. A large dome with a diameter of several hundred meters was covered with exquisite murals and colorful glazed windows. Isayama Nomei had just entered the corridor. Passing by it is the glazed window spliced ​​into the emperor himself sitting on the throne, which is a full 20 meters high.

Isayama Nomei's first reaction was "This thing is worth a lot of money."

Sure enough, small places pay more attention to these appearance-saving projects.

"Hopefully the Sister of Slaanesh I'm looking for will be here."

"Your Majesty Judge, please wait for me."

Fleur, who hurried from behind, finally came to Isayama Nomei's side again. She didn't know if she was scared.

"I can't keep up with you."

Isayama Nomei just said lightly

"Come on, take me to the saint's place."

When they heard the noise here, these passing soldiers and battle sisters wanted to see what was going on.

Because loud noises are not allowed in the sacred church.Fleur was afraid that those people would conflict with the Lord Inquisitor, and it would be their empire's national religion that would suffer the consequences, so she did not dare to hesitate in the slightest and hurriedly led the way.

The Saint's Place, located in the central area of ​​Hagia Sophia, is the true resting place of living saints who made outstanding contributions to the empire. It is usually sealed off and heavily guarded throughout the year.

Only when the imperial state church begins the ceremony to bless the souls of these imperial heroes and prepares for it, will the extremely luxurious coffin be completely removed from the seal buried in the ground and pulled into this room for display.

Isayama Nomei was led by his entourage Fleur to the extremely holy golden temple hall.
As you can see, dozens of gleaming golden marble columns, three meters thick and hundreds of meters high, stand on both sides of the hall, supporting the giant dome above that weighs hundreds of tons.

Angel statues carved from white jade. They are either holding long swords and shields, or they are holding rulers that symbolize fairness and justice in the empire. They are hovering on the marble pillars. These look vivid. sculpture.

The angels with outstretched wings, who showed great strength and tension, seemed to be leaping from the stone pillars, as if they were about to fly into the towering star dome mural above their heads, and return to the side of the extremely loving God-Emperor.

Isayama Nomei recognized that this was the "Throne Picture of Soul Return", which was a replica displayed at the headquarters of the Holy See of the Empire.

The air was filled with the incense of holy wood, but there was also something else, the strong smell of blood.

It comes from the vast field in the center, which is already covered with hundreds of red coffins, and people are still putting down these coffins.

Isayama Nomei walked to a coffin, but inside was a corpse. It was the body of a priest of the Imperial State Church. His face was very peaceful. It should be half of the body, but the lower half was missing.

Fleur whispered.

"This is Pastor Charles Anthony. He died because he rushed into a building that was being attacked by Eldar fighter jets to save civilians."

Basically, here are people who can give up their lives for the empire at critical moments.

Isayama Norimei would not comment on this.

But what really caught Isayama Kenmei's attention was that on the high altar in the center of the square, a nun was kneeling, her silver ponytail touching the ground, and she was solemnly facing the statue of the emperor. prayer.

Isayama Nomei's eyes signaled to Fleur
"That's Sister Brinor Harwell. She's not a battle nun. She has a somewhat special status."

"There is a possibility that she will be selected by our empire's state church as the next saintly lady."

Isayama Kenmei understood Fleur's consciousness. The sects of the Empire's state religion were very complicated, and they occasionally engaged in reincarnation. He was probably judged to be the reincarnation clone of a certain savior saint.

"Huh? I seem to have missed her."

Suddenly the door closed, Isayama Norimei turned around and subconsciously wanted to draw his gun.

"Hush, Lord Inquisitor."

Fleur reminded in a low voice.
"We arrived just in time, the ceremony is probably about to begin."

(End of this chapter)