Kairo's bridge.
Everyone, including the idle crew members, stared in silence at the clear images transmitted back by the Aeldari scanner.
At this moment, there was not a sound on the entire bridge; everyone simply stared at the screen with numb faces.
Famir, in particular, no longer held any emotions. Just like the Middle-aged Military Officer who had his soul cleansed by the secondary batteries earlier, Famir wore an expression of enlightened'solemnity'.
Because right now, at the Tower Top on the ground pointed to by the screen, Sith stood in front of his office, looking puzzled while repeatedly raising his red sword to cut down the Aeldari pirates who were lining up to die.
And the pirate captain, who had come up with the idea of a decapitation strike and brought almost all the Aeldari with him, watched with bloodshot, flushed eyes, filled with grief and indignation as Sith continued to slash away.
Even when an Aeldari approached, showing that they were unarmed and only wanted to protect the souls of their kin, this demon in human form would slash them down without blinking.
So much so that the huge office was now piled high with the corpses of Aeldari pirates.
Sith, meanwhile, felt a bit puzzled as he faced the xenos who would raise their hands in surrender every so often.
Sith had immediately understood that this group of Aeldari was trying to perform a decapitation strike; he was just confused as to why some of the xenos choosing to die would do so unarmed.
After all, in Sith's view, since he hadn't used Bolter fire and had chosen to use his blade instead, he was at least leaving them with a complete corpse.
Such an act, which could be considered 'merciful' within the Imperium of Man, should mean the xenos opposite him shouldn't expect any further concessions.
It wasn't until the bloodshot-eyed pirate captain also rushed up in grief and indignation and was cleaved in two, armor and all, that Sith looked at the finally quiet office, put away his red sword, and turned back to his desk.
Expanding the army by ten groups at once, along with hundreds of millions of armed civilians—even with the assistance of Yuwa and the local bureaucrats, the official business Sith had to handle every day was simply too much.
Just as Bruno came up after eating his fill to command the soldiers to carry away the corpses, Davi Luo glanced at Sith, whose attention was entirely on the documents, and waved for the others to leave first.
He then approached Sith, extended a finger encased in power armor, and tapped the desktop.
Sith looked up, puzzled. Davi Luo looked at the hundreds of Aeldari gone in an instant, then looked at Sith, who hadn't even realized it yet, and sighed helplessly.
"Lord Sith, you've turned pink..."
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On the Cobra's bridge, as Famir was sent off in a shuttle by Kairo, completely ending this 'pleasant' raiding trip, Kairo looked at Omiya III, which was gradually returning to calm in the image, his long-suppressed eyes finally brightening to the extreme.
While anxiously rushing to the transport ship, he ordered his adjutant beside him:
"Start preparing now, see what's in the cargo hold, pack up everything the other side can use, and wait for my notification at any time."
The crew immediately turned to execute the order, while Kairo went to the back of the transport ship, changed into his official Rogue Trader attire certified by the Imperium of Man, and walked in.
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