The Emperor’s Angel of Death

As for Luke's accusation, that voice just returned a sneer of disdain.

"Don't be hypocritical, talk like a traitor, what are you still struggling with?"

"He will tell us somehow after all."

This is Pallas's voice.

"Brother Pallas, you know I am not a traitor! I never intended to betray the empire!"

The voices continued to surround Luke, one after another, piercing his heart through accusations.

After every ridicule, he became more and more angry. If they wanted to kill him only by their imaginary betrayal, then he would not easily give in and let them do what they wanted.

"I did nothing wrong! I am a glorious Astarte!"

"You are nothing!"

The strange voice was mocking him.

"You are just a sinner who dared to turn his back on the emperor's light, and a cruel fate awaits you."

"I never attacked my compatriots! Or are you too stupid to see clearly?"

A hand poked out from the darkness and grabbed Luke by the throat.

Although he couldn't see it, the heavy and painful gasp reminded him that the trachea that had been hit hard this time was likely to shatter.

"If you talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

The stranger was also a little angry.

"Let him down, Yazdan."

The third voice sounded, but it was more gentle than the first two.

"I'll take care of it."

The big hand on his neck loosened, and Luke fell heavily on the cold metal floor, groaning in pain.

"The interrogation is over, can you talk to me about your past, just chat whatever you want."

A calm, soothing but hollow voice rang in his ears, and Luke slowly straightened his body, trying to stand proudly in front of the interrogators, showing his fearless determination in front of their questioning.

He began to narrate his past.

When he joined the Soul Drinkers and became an Astarte Order, he faced various tests, many of which were about life and death.

And now, he has the same determination to face the unknown.

He told the people about the secret meeting between the veterans and his role in it.

Luko mentioned the Holy Lord and his ‘herd’, and the lie that they were told that their actions were authorized by the war captain, and even until Gorge appeared, they didn’t know that they had been tried.

He even confided his inner secrets.

Although in order to inspire his men to pretend to be warlike, Luke himself does not like war, he loves peace more, he has no interest in fighting and killing, and becoming an interstellar warrior is just out of duty.

Then they asked Luke tirelessly again and again, but he answered the same every time.

Once again, he recounted why he did not continue to follow Salperdon-he was disgusted with brothers' fratricide, and also disgusted with the power of the think tank embracing chaos, he was unwilling to go with it, even if he had to face death.

But he didn't want to die in shame.

Following his narration, Luke felt that the hostility in the dark was fading.

Suddenly, the lights started to light up, this time from an external light source—the spheres embedded on the walls of the room started to glow.

Luke covered his eyes as soon as the lights came on, only to see the interrogator standing beside him.

"You are very courageous, Captain Luke."

Pallas looked at him with a smile, the previous evil spirit had disappeared without a trace.

"If what you say is true, then your crime can be mitigated a lot."

A priest in black armor was staring at him, but still with a tone of scrutiny. At the edge of the hall, there was still a man standing against the wall. His iconic halberd impressed Luke.

"What I said is real."

Luke endured the pain from all over his body and said as sincerely as possible.

"you sure?"

"I never lied."

"But there will always be the first time in everything."

"Brother Luko didn't lie."

A voice came from behind the priest, and the black-clad interrogator turned around and saw a great and noble figure standing at the door.

The armor on his body is more gorgeous than the others, shining with a jumping light, and holding a spear with a strange light in his hand.

Luke immediately recognized him, the commander of the Astral Knights, Soshyan Arikshe.

Also recognized the spear in his hand-the holy object of the soul drinker, the soul spear.

Soshyan looked at him, walking in front of Luke step by step.

"Company Captain Luke, under the witness of Soul Spear, after interrogation, I am willing to believe that your soul is still noble and pure."

Hearing this sentence, Luke secretly relieved, but Soshyang's next sentence made his heart rise again.

"However, the crime of treason is irrefutable, and I will not take back what I said before."

"I--"

"Don't rush to argue, just listen to me, Brother Luke."

Soshyan stared into his eyes.

"Next, you will hear a huge secret. This secret is about yourself, all soul drinkers and astral knights, and even the entire empire. Instructor Thor chose you, and I have observed it. You, I hope you can understand the great responsibility contained in this secret."

Hearing these serious words, Luke took a step back subconsciously. He faintly noticed that the secret in Soshyang's mouth might be earth-shattering once he said it.

"I... still have a choice?"

"sorry, we do not have that."

Afterwards, Soshyang slowly revealed the secrets of the Eleventh Army.

Luke listened, first shocked, then fear, then confusion.

By the end of Soshyan, he had been numbed by the terrifying truth one after another.

The company commander of the former drink soul stood there, like a sculpture, he didn't know what to say or what to think.

Soshyang looked at him, slowly raised the spirit spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Luke Gimli."

Hearing his name, Luke's spirit rebounded slightly. He looked at the spirit spear in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Are you willing to take on this important task again, be loyal to the emperor and mankind wholeheartedly, wash away the shame of the past with blood, rebuild the Eleventh Army with us, and save the empire and mankind from the abyss of darkness!"

Luke shook his body twice, and after hesitating for about three seconds, he slowly fell to his knees and bowed his head in salute.

"Luke Gimli, for the emperor, will never hesitate to die."

"Team commander, he hasn't completely withstood the test..."

Pastor Yazdan seemed to have some opinions, but Soshyan replied firmly:

"Priest, suspicion and suspicion are not allowed in the warband. We must be united, otherwise we will be lost in the road ahead... The tragedy of the soul drinker cannot be repeated."

He, who hated traitors so much before, was able to change now, thanks to Thor's exhortation.

He and Soshyang spent three full days discussing the topic of "stance", the purpose is to hope that Soshyang can understand that not everyone's will is unwavering, and not everyone's position is firm. Rock-like.

Accepting these warriors who have been apostasy is the first step for Soshyang to become a legion commander~www.ltnovel.com~ Tolerance and flexibility are also a lesson he must take.

That's why there is a huge difference in his attitude towards Luko.

"As you wish, commander of the battle group."

Yazdan nodded and stepped back behind him.

Soshyang put down his soul spear and reached out to Luke with a gentle smile on his face.

"Welcome home, Brother Luke."

Luke looked at him and slowly stretched out his hand, but Soshyang grabbed his palm first and lifted him from the ground.

"Thank you for your trust, Soshyan... Legion commander."

Hearing the last three words, Soshyang's shoulders stiffened for a moment, and he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders suddenly became extremely heavy.

Can you really lead a legion?

Soshyang asked secretly in his heart.