Chapter 488: Elephant Saving Plan Rejected
Chapter 488 Elephant Saving Plan—Rejection
Of course the person is still the same person, but the face is no longer what it was back then.
As the dominant and core of life, the soul will inevitably have a long-term impact on the latter during its integration with the body.
Cassin could not recognize the person in front of him because Calvin had just woken up at that time, and a full hundred years after he came to this world, Calvin's face was naturally far from what it was back then.
The psychic veil is meaningless in front of the untouchable. Cassin, who is already a senior Sister of Silence, can clearly see Calvin's true face hidden under the veil.
There are still some traces of the past on that unfamiliar face, but in terms of the overall look and feel, it has been replaced more by the hard edges and corners of Jiang Wen in his previous life.
At this time, Calvin still had a typical European depth in the main structure of his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, but whether it was the corners of his eyes or his lips, the East Asian race was based on civilization or blood, and its unique subtlety and rigidity were interpreted correctly. Everything about his character.
But the look in his eyes would not change, even if this face was no longer the one Cassin was familiar with.
That look in the eyes that Cassin could not forget, that he never showed disgust towards her and her sisters, whether before or after he awakened his psychic powers, was a rare memory that this silent warrior had never seen before and would never see again.
"Calvin?" Cassin subconsciously gestured with sign language, and aware of the communication barriers between them, she looked around with some embarrassment, and then locked her eyes on the unsworn one who was still in a limp state.
Calvin's next words interrupted her attempt to pull up her subordinate, and she turned her questioning and slightly reminiscing gaze to the person in front of her again.
"Have you forgotten? I can understand sign language..." Calvin sighed in a low voice.
The expected meeting turned into this embarrassing situation for some reason, but fortunately, he finally stopped Cassin and did not let her completely cut off the communication channel.
Yes, he knew these silent warriors too well.
Orders and discipline do not apply to those who keep the Oath of Silence, for from a duty and obligation perspective, they contribute far more to the Empire than they receive in return.
They knew their specialness from the beginning, and they were even more aware of their status in human society. The Emperor's use of them had too many obvious utilitarian qualities, and they never had any objections to this.
Their sense of belonging is the only reason why they are still willing to fight for the empire, and if they are determined to disobey, then neither Calvin nor Trajan, nor even the emperor, may be able to do much.
They are devotees and victims. You cannot order them unless they want to.
"Long time no see, Cassin." Calvin stood up and walked towards Sister Silence.
And his body, which was so strong that it dwarfed the Marshal of the Forbidden Army, naturally attracted Cassin's attention.
"You...why are you here? No..." Cassin's question was interrupted by herself. She was slightly confused at first, then interrupted the previous question and pointed the question in a new direction:
"Your identity? Who do you represent now?" Cassin asked.
This is the problem of lack of information.
Although Cassin is now the leader of the Black Ship, and after inheriting the political legacy of the previous lady, he has a very high say in the entire Star Language Court.
But after all, she does not belong to the branch of the Throne Court, and the scope of her knowledge is accordingly limited to the Star Language Court.
She could only obtain the common knowledge and secrets belonging to the Astartes that could be displayed within the Empire, but the information about the Gray Knights and the original body was simply beyond her reach.
Of course, normal people's rationality also restricted her imagination.
Therefore, this old friend who could get along with the officer of the Imperial Guard on an equal footing naturally became a standard senior Gray Knight in her eyes.
"I, represent the Gray Knights, Tribunal." Calvin is familiar with the sign language of these nuns, and can naturally adjust the inverted word order of Gothic word by word according to the rhythm that is easiest for them to understand.
"Okay, let's talk." There weren't too many qualifying words, and there was no nostalgia for old friends meeting each other.
The language expressed in Cassin's hands was turning serious along with his face. They had never been associated with ordinary human women, and the gentleness in their eyes was already the greatest kindness this Silent Sister had towards Calvin.
"A mission, the empire is facing a crisis, and we need you and your sisters." Calvin glanced at Trajan beside him, and then said to Cassin.
"Obligated." Cassin still looked at Calvin calmly, but turned a blind eye to Trajan who was just one step away.
Calvin shook his head slightly, taking in the atmosphere between the two.
He opened his mouth in embarrassment, and finally said to Cassin: "No, this is not enough. We need more people."
"What do you mean?" Cassin's nimble fingers stagnated for a moment, and her slightly dilated pupils showed that she understood what Calvin meant.
This woman, who had maintained her composure and tenacity since she entered this hall, finally felt at a loss at this moment. She first looked at Calvin carefully, and then looked at the Imperial Guards beside her with sudden realization.
"You, no, it's you, want to restart the Silent Order?"
"Yes." Calvin answered in the affirmative.
After getting the answer, Cassin took a deep breath and digested the news brought by Calvin. Then he looked at Trajan, who had been silent, with a complicated expression, and said with some revenge:
"It's too late, it's too late."
late? The two men looked at each other, then looked at Cassin. They subconsciously regarded Cassin's answer as an apology and rejection of past betrayal.
The Marshal of the Forbidden Army prepared his tone for a moment and apologized to the nun in front of him in the most sincere manner:
"I... no, my brothers and I have an unshirkable responsibility in this matter..."
However, Cassin's sign language interrupted Trajan's words again, and her calm expression and flying fingers gave Calvin an ominous premonition:
"No! This is not a rejection, but a fact. It's too late, they are gone.
I can contact you, but they have nowhere to stay after leaving the temple. Except for a few sisters who were taken in by the Black Ship Alliance, the rest have long since disappeared..."
It was such bad news that Calvin and Trajan looked at each other.
Although they knew the ecology of the untouchables at the bottom of the empire, when it came to the Sisters of Silence, they still couldn't believe it but had to accept this cruel reality.
Yes, the Sisters of Silence who lost the protection of the empire, after returning their swords and taking off their armor, once again became an unpopular group.
In the past thousands of years, this group has never had any doubts about the significance of its existence, nor has it left any escape route for itself and other sisters to protect themselves outside of battle.
And when the decree from Terra fell from the sky, those comrades who had fought side by side for thousands of years remained silent.
These silent women first fell into a daze of panic, and then accepted their fate of being abandoned in despair and helplessness.
The officials of the empire were at the door of the monastery where they relied for a living, and in the distant sky, the warships belonging to the battle nuns had loomed.
They could only look at each other full of regret, and then, at the urging of Terra's messenger, they prayed for the last time to the emperor's icon in the monastery, and then quietly left the home where they had lived for generations in loneliness and silence.
renew.