A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

"Let's go, Elena."

Isayama Kenmei only needed to smell the wine that the bartender had mentioned as being for nobles to smell before he immediately realized it was just old wine in new bottles.

What kind of aged wine is this? Even Kenmei Isayama suspects the production date was only in the afternoon. It's blatant fraud.

And how could Isayama Kenmei, as the judge, not know that the bastard just now wasn't just talking nonsense while drunk, but rather speaking the truth while drunk?

Chapter 109 The Slave's Atmosphere

In the dark alley, the ground was covered with filthy water. A "corpse" that had been lying in the pool of blood, covered in wounds and silent for a long time, suddenly stirred and twitched its fingers.

It was Jimmy, the drunkard who had been dragged out and killed by "Shark" and his gang, but what was unexpected was that he was now slowly and leisurely standing up again as if nothing had happened.

"Damn it, thank goodness for the sacred object bestowed by the master to protect me."

Jimmy was a far cry from his arrogant self just moments before. Now he was clearly a defeated dog, filled with lingering fear. He touched the purple crystal hanging in front of him, which was originally the size of a quail egg but had now shrunk to the size of a grain of rice, and looked extremely relieved.

"Otherwise, I'll really die."

"Shark" is known for his ruthlessness; Jimmy was stabbed several times, some of the stabs penetrating his body.

What just happened was the power erupting from this purple crystal, which slowly healed the injuries caused by the "Ferocious Shark" group, giving Jimmy a new lease on life.

What's a bit strange is that Jimmy felt dizzy and thought he might collapse into the sewage pond again at any moment. If he hadn't been holding onto the wall, he would have really fainted.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier until he closed his eyes and lost consciousness. However, he did not fall to the ground due to gravity. Instead, he floated in the air in a strange way. Soon, the necklace that Jimmy had regarded as his lifeline also floated in the air and was taken off his neck. It slowly drifted into the hands of a person who had appeared in the alley at some unknown time.

Kenmei Isayama looked at the pendant in his hand.

"As expected of a psionic creation, I've found you, Tosac Rome."

Previously, Kenmei Isayama had noticed that something was wrong with this guy, so he stopped the enraged Elena on the spot and decided to play the long game.

Who would have thought that this bastard, under the watchful eyes of the "Shark" gang, would say that the "Wild Horse Gang" would replace the "Shark" gang?

He was stabbed several times on the spot.

In contrast, Elena's expression turned icy as she looked at the psionic necklace in Macanos's hand; she wore an angry expression.

"Damn traitor!"

Tosak-Rome, male, Inquisitor of the Inquisition, served for over four hundred years, executed 428,900 heretics, and eradicated 8,450 sects not officially recognized by the Empire.

Finally, while carrying out a certain (???) mission, something happened during the mission, and in the end, she personally killed two battle nuns and six acolytes. The two battle nuns were Elena's seniors who had always taken good care of her, so she had to take revenge.

When this intelligence reached Lord Horst Eisenholm through a secret report, he was furious and dispatched Inquisitor Macanos Elfman, an incarnation of Kenmei Isayama, to execute the traitor before his betrayal could cause trouble for the entire Inquisition.

Tosak-Rome is also an experienced psionicist trained by the Imperial system. He is best known for using psionic energy to absorb the life force of his enemies in battle and then feeding it back to himself to accelerate his recovery from injuries.

In other words, the crystal works by absorbing Jimmy's original life force and then feeding back that life force to heal his wounds when he is injured.

Kenmei Isayama shook his head helplessly. Being sold out and still counting the money for the other party—that was the effect of this strange psionic creation.

However, for some reason, the power of this psionic energy has increased; the previous Tosac Romer could not achieve such a refined level.

Kenjiro Isayama recalled his main quest, "The Defilement of Holiness," and wondered if the blessing of an evil god was involved.

When poor Jimmy finally woke up, he found his limbs firmly strapped to a chair, the heavy restraints securing them tightly.

Five blazing lights shone brightly in front of him. "Boom!" Five consecutive sounds rang out from the darkness, the bright lights were so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes, and the temperature continued to rise.

"Have I been kidnapped?"

Jimmy realized this and immediately began to struggle desperately, but to no avail.

Because this involved the reputation of the Inquisition, in the end, no matter what, the entire incident had to be covered up.

No, what Kenmei Isayama wants to do is to wipe out the entire underground gangs of Acheulean.

But now Kenmei Isayama needs to find out from Jimmy what special circumstances their "Wild Horse Gang" has that allows them to receive the help of an inquisitor and to help him ascend to the top of Acheulean and become the king of this underworld.

These lamps were used to assist Kenmei Isayama in his interrogation. Because Elena was present, he could not use any psionic magic that the original owner, Macanos Elfman, did not possess, especially any magic related to Kenmei Isayama's never-before-seen mentor, Ahriman.

The usual practice in court is to instill fear in the inmate. The fear of the person being interrogated is the key to breaking down the prisoner's strong mental defenses and getting him to reveal what Kenjiro Isayama wanted to say.

However, Kenmei Isayama didn't need to say much; Jimmy, who was already terrified, took the initiative to explain everything.

“I’m just an ordinary gang member, someone who patrols for the ‘Wild Horse Gang’ every day.”

Jimmy knew that his remarks had caught the attention of the Shark Gang, so he recklessly betrayed information about his gang.

"But I know!"

"Actually, the real business of our Wild Horse Gang is in the mid-level red-light and green-light establishments. All the ones you can name are owned by our Wild Horse Gang."

"That second-in-command, I don't know where he came from, but the boss told us underlings that he would be the second-in-command from now on."

This was a genuine gang secret, which Jimmy overheard those older men talking about by chance.

Jimmy then realized that their dirty business, the "Wild Horse Gang," had actually expanded into the middle levels, the most populous and densely populated areas of the Nest City world.

It is the middle layer of the Nest City world.

That place is where countless hardworking ordinary people live. They don't have strong willpower, they just want to live, but despair always oppresses people's hearts, and at this time they need solace for their souls.

"Wow, they've even made it to the middle management level in business."

Kenmei Isayama immediately realized the problem: the name of that terrifying being called the Lord of Pleasure itself symbolized many things – Slaanesh.

Kenmei Isayama also learned why Tosak Romer did not support "The Sharks" but instead supported "The Wild Horses".

The birth of Slaanesh, the youngest warp god, was the result of the Eldar's unrestrained indulgence of desires over the past ten thousand years. If all ordinary people in the middle ranks were to fall into indulgence, it would be equivalent to initiating the ritual of the Lord of Pleasure.

The entire world of Adli Nest will be destroyed by this terrifying Slaanesh influence.

Chapter 110 The Largest Anti-Prostitution Operation in History

In a luxurious, secluded room, the strange musky scent in the air possesses a deadly allure, as if it can ignite the most primal indulgences buried deep within one's heart.

A strong man covered in purple blasphemous tattoos and hideous scars moved away from the slender, white arms that had been wrapped around his neck. He stretched and loosened his stiff muscles. Under the dim light, his dark, muscular body looked as if it had been coated with oil, taut and full of vitality.

Behind him lay about nine wounded women, lying haphazardly.

However, judging from their cold body temperature and flat chests, it was clear that these people had probably died long ago.

But what's strange is that these women, who are all different, all have smiles on their faces—no, it should be said that they died with the ultimate joy.

This is the price of pleasure!

The victor didn't even glance at the mess behind him. He picked up a towel from the side, covered his head, and walked towards the shower. A moment later, he emerged from the secret room wearing a bathrobe.

He sat on the large sofa in the living room outside the door, took out the fine wine that the servant had already chilled, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

This is Tosac-Rommel, the former judge who betrayed the Inquisition. It's clear that he's been living a much more comfortable life since his betrayal than before he served the Inquisition.

Ever since he became a disciple of that person, he has become addicted and unable to stop. His complexion, mental state and everything else have improved dramatically!

"This feeling of indulgence is wonderful."

Although the courts wielded immense power, the judges were strict with themselves, and their usual amusement consisted of listening to the agonizing cries of heretics being tortured.

Where else can you find such a blissful experience, with endless delicious food, beautiful women of all kinds, and inexhaustible wine?

Especially since this is a ritual to please that person.

Slaanesh is known as the Goddess of Pleasure, and her power comes from the joy of her followers. Slaanesh's followers are always pursuing various kinds of pleasure, and they are always immersed in enjoyment.

Ultimately, they lost themselves in pleasure, gradually declined, fell into despair, and finally destroyed themselves.

However, that applies to the lowest level of believers. Tosak-Rome, a former inquisitor, awakened with the "help" of a kind person and found it beneficial to join Slaanesh's embrace.

Tosac-Rome's eyes were bloodshot like a wild beast's, and the colors of his tattoos became even more flamboyant. It was hard to tell if it was just an illusion, but the purple lines seemed to dance like venomous snakes on his body.

"My psychic power has increased again!"

As long as one performs an act that brings pleasure, that being will reward them; this is very common among demons.

To receive, one must first bestow favors, causing the fallen to sink ever deeper.

Therefore, demons are always very generous, readily bestowing their power upon these fallen ones.

To obtain such immense power, one often needs to commit evil deeds. In the end, even without the guidance of demons, the user's power itself can bring about extremely evil effects.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Tosac-Rome swirled his wine glass and said slowly and deliberately.

After receiving permission, a bald man with a crude mechanical device implanted in his arm walked in. His name was Didier Santini, the boss of the unlucky Jimmy who had been captured by Kenmei Isayama, and the leader of the "Wild Horse Gang".

"My lord, all the arrangements have been made."

Didier Santini spoke respectfully to Tosac-Rome

This man's origins are unknown, but his formidable martial prowess is always the best stepping stone. The fact that his Wild Horse Gang has been able to gain a foothold in the mid-levels of the world is largely due to how well he serves this man.

Besides, what this gentleman asked for wasn't anything difficult; it was simply to add a small decoration to each of the private rooms in the elegant courtyard.

But what Didier Santini didn't know was that in his eyes

This small decoration, however, can influence the fate of everyone in the middle layer, and even the entire Nest City world.

Now that the traitor's scheme has been clearly identified, there's no need for Kenmei Isayama to blindly wander around that stinking, enormous area; instead, he should move to the middle level.

What seemed like a wall of sighs to the lower classes was nothing to Kenmei Isayama and Elena. With the help of the intelligence department, they passed through the pitch-black bottom layer and arrived at the middle layer of the Nest City world without any hindrance.

Hive worlds are generally arsenals for the Empire or production lines for certain necessities, while the middle layer carries the entire production function of the hive world. As a result, the middle layer world is basically densely packed with visible chimneys, although the sky is covered with a hazy gray from the dust spewed from countless factory chimneys, and the air is full of pollution.

Even during the day, streetlights are needed to see the road ahead. It gives Kenmei Isayama the illusion of being in medieval London, with industrial fumes filling the sky, but compared to the Acheulean, where killing and chaos are everywhere at the bottom, it's simply paradise.

The middle-level areas of the hive world are inhabited by a large number of civilians, who make up two-thirds of the total population of hive, and most of them are factory workers.

Looking at the report in his hand, Kenmei Isayama found that the number of registered brothels in the middle-level area alone reached 8,900, not counting the underground venues.

Therefore, it's easy to imagine how profitable this market would be if one could capture it.

Even if Kenmei Isayama and Elena act separately, each of them would have to inspect more than 4,000 companies, which is ridiculously difficult to do.

This is the dumbest method.

Another method of meditation used by Kenji Isayama is so easy that it doesn't require them to check it, and it can even make the enemy come to them.