novel-bin Chapter 14 Firefighters
Chapter 14 Firefighters
A flash of cold light appeared, and the man in black robes held a poisoned dagger, lunging towards the back of Luo Wei's neck.
Extremely fast.
This is clearly an assassin who has undergone physical modifications.
However, Luo Wei didn't even blink.
It was as if what was swarming towards them was not a deadly killer, but an insignificant fly.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud echoed in the cramped office.
The black-robed man's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the wall.
The headless corpse lurched forward a few steps due to inertia.
Finally, he collapsed at Rowe's feet, twitched twice, and then remained still.
Buck blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the explosive shotgun and grinned maliciously:
"Playing with knives in front of me? Are you out of your mind?"
Luo Wei slightly turned his body to avoid the bloodstains spreading across the floor.
He took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the corner of his clothes, which was not stained with blood.
Then he threw the handkerchief on the corpse.
"Look, this is the evidence."
Lo Wei pointed to a tattoo that was visible on the corpse's neck—
A festering three-ring mark.
They are arranged in a triangle, one on top and two on the bottom.
The mark of a follower of Negle.
It symbolizes the cycle of "death, decay, and rebirth".
"Director Case, there's a Chaos cultist hiding in your office."
"Furthermore, according to last night's surveillance footage, your private account received a large remittance from the underground black market a month ago."
Luo Wei said slowly.
However, to Case, every word sounded like a death knell in the courtroom.
"Colluding with heretics, polluting water sources, and disrupting the payment of tithes."
Luo Wei stood up, placed his hands on the desk, and leaned forward.
His dark brown eyes stared at Case, as if they could see right through his ugly soul.
"According to imperial law, this is a crime punishable by an extermination order."
"Not only you, but your family and all your associates will be purged. The torture chambers in the courtroom are full of methods that make life worse than death."
"No...no, I didn't, I was forced!" Case broke down.
He slid off the chair, knelt on the floor, his face covered in snot and tears. "They're the ones who came after me!"
"They said that if I added something to the water, I could make those lowly people sick, reduce production, and get you executed for failing to meet your quota... I didn't know it was Chaos, I really didn't!"
"To get rid of me, you're willing to plunge the entire planet into famine and plague?" Rowe looked at the pitiful yet hateful fat man without a trace of pity.
This is the world of Warhammer.
Stupidity is more terrifying than malice.
When stupidity and greed combine, they become a breeding ground for destruction.
"You have two choices, Case."
Luo Wei sat back down in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.
"First, I'm handing you over to the 50,000 farm workers outside. I'll tell them that you were the mastermind behind last night's attempt to turn them into rotting monsters."
"I think they would be happy to 'communicate' with you using their sickles."
Case shuddered.
Just imagining that scene made my crotch instantly wet.
"second."
Luo Wei pulled out a pre-prepared parchment document from his pocket. "Sign this document."
Case crawled over, trembling, and glanced at the document.
It was neither a resignation letter nor a letter of handover.
It is a "Wartime Emergency Authorization Letter".
The content is:
In light of the attack on the Seventh Grain Depot by unidentified armed men, in order to ensure the safety of tithe production;
I, Case, voluntarily request the Governor’s Office to send Special Agricultural Advisor Lowe to temporarily assume all administrative and military command of the grain depot;
Until the crisis is resolved or the governor issues a new appointment.
"Sign it."
Luo Wei handed him a quill pen.
"This proves that you 'actively requested assistance,' rather than 'fleeing from justice' or 'colluding with criminals.' This can extend your life by a few days before the trial."
"I'll sign! I'll sign!"
Case nodded frantically, as if he wanted to smash his head against the floor.
With trembling hands, he signed his name on the document and pressed his fingerprint.
Luo Wei picked up the document and checked the signature.
After confirming that everything was correct, she carefully tucked it into her bosom.
He did not directly usurp the throne.
In the world of Warhammer, procedural justice is often more important than factual justice.
With this document, he was no longer a "rebellious scribe," but a "firefighter appointed in a time of crisis."
"very good."
Luo Wei stood up and straightened his robe.
"Bark, have someone take him away. Take him to the Mechanicus and hand him over to Father Alpha."
"What?! You said you'd save my life!" Case screamed in terror. "I've already signed!"
"I did save your life." Lowe looked at him expressionlessly. "I didn't hand you over to the farmhands, nor did I execute you on the spot."
"The mechanical engineering department happens to be short of a wet processor for processing low-level data. From a biological perspective, the servants are also alive."
Lo Wei's eyes turned cold.
"Do you think that signing this document will absolve you of the charge of colluding with heretics?"
"This document is merely to make the transfer of power more 'legitimate,' and to avoid putting the Governor in a difficult position."
"As for your fate... from the moment you decided to pray to the God of Darkness, your soul no longer belonged to the Emperor."
"take away."
Buck's men dragged the screaming Case out like a dead dog.
Lo Wei sighed softly.
He turned around, his gaze falling on the chair that symbolized the highest power in the Seventh Granary.
He didn't sit down immediately.
Instead, he pulled up an ordinary chair from the side and sat down on the side of the desk.
Then, he took out a piece of paper and began to write.
This is a report to Governor Alicia.
To His Excellency the Governor:
Early this morning, the Seventh Grain Depot detected serious infiltration activities by foreign forces.
Under your wise guidance and special authorization, I assisted Supervisor Case in handling the emergency.
Unfortunately, Director Case's mind was severely corrupted during the fight against heresy, rendering him unable to fulfill his duties.
In order to ensure the completion of the tithe task, in accordance with the Wartime Emergency Regulations, and at the request of Chief Inspector Case, I am temporarily assuming command...
Lowe attributed all the credit to the governor's "guidance".
All actions are disguised under the guise of "legality".
I must never become a "thief".
He must be the sharpest and most obedient knife in the governor's hand.
After finishing the report, Lowe put the quill back into the ink bottle.
The movements were gentle, as if soothing a frightened cat.
He did not immediately shut up.
Instead, he scrutinized every word and every punctuation mark on the parchment.
In the world of Warhammer, text is not only a carrier of information, but also a noose of condemnation.
A poorly worded report can be more damaging than a bomb.
The latter can only kill your physical body.
The former, however, can get the court to extract your soul and burn it like a lantern.
Only after confirming that the wording was not presumptuous and perfectly presented Governor Alicia as the "behind-the-scenes guide of all actions" did Lowe light the sealing wax.
Dark red wax dripped onto the seal of the envelope, emitting a scent that was a mixture of pine resin and some unknown spice.
He picked up the brass seal left by Case, a symbol of authority, and pressed it down heavily before the wax solidified.
"Click".
As the seal was lifted, the invisible pressure seemed to settle down as well.