Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

【Imperial State Church】

[The Empire's largest religious organization, worshipping the human emperor as the one true God, boasts trillions of followers and its influence extends to every corner of the Empire. Its core doctrine is based on a scripture called the "Book of the Holy Word."]

[Fun Fact: Here we must mention a very interesting historical fact: the author of the Book of the Word was Loka Aurelion, the Primarch of the Legion of the Word Bearers.]

[That was the Primarch who later became the first traitor to join Chaos.]

If the emperor could rise from his golden throne and witness this scene, he would probably die of anger once more.

After all, the Emperor personally humiliated Loga and his entire legion back then, just to prevent him from engaging in any religious worship. But ten thousand years later, the entire empire is engaged in religious worship, and they're even using books written by Loga.

"interesting."

The empire's largest religion, whose scriptures were written by traitors to the empire, he shook his head and moved on to the next item.

Mars Repair Club

[Synopsis: A group of technological monks who revere the God of Machines as the supreme deity. They worship machines, love technology, especially old technology, the older the better, ideally ancient technology from humanity's dark ages—that's practically their lifeblood.]

Core Concept: Knowledge is power, but not all knowledge is worth studying. In fact, in their view, the best technology known to humankind is all from ancient times. Modern humans simply do not have the ability to create new technology; all they can do is continuously excavate, search, and "archaeologically explore."

[Daily Activity: Grave Digging. Literally, grave digging. They dispatch countless exploration fleets to every corner of the galaxy, plundering every ancient relic.]

[Special Warning: If the host possesses a complete STC (Standard Construction Template), please do not let the Cult of Mechanics know about it. Otherwise, they will stop at nothing to obtain the STC.]

[Evaluation: A group of very useful but very difficult people to deal with. They provided the Empire with the vast majority of its weapons, equipment, and technological support, but at the same time, they are also the most selfish, stubborn, and difficult to communicate with in the entire Empire.]

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Qin Mo finished looking at the two illustrations.

I now have a general understanding of these two forces.

The state religion, its fanatical followers, are easily fooled.

The Mechanics Cult, the tech fanatics, don't need to pay much attention unless it involves anything technological.

As for the courtroom, Qin Mo's gaze fell on the man in the black trench coat.

This person is the focus of today's discussion.

Qin Mo thought to himself, "The Inquisitors and the people from the State Religion have come, probably to verify my identity as a Living Saint."

[Yes, host. Even though you have gained the approval of the battle nuns, within the Empire's system, the status of a living saint requires joint confirmation from both the State Church and the Inquisition before it can officially take effect.]

There shouldn't be any problems with the national education system.

As for this judge, it depends on whether he is a purist or a radical. Within the court, some judges abhor all spiritual energy and are skeptical of all supernatural phenomena.

"Heh, it doesn't matter." Qin Mo smiled calmly. "There are countless ways to change his perception."

During the brief moment that Qin Mo was communicating with the system,

The two elder sisters had already gone to greet them.

Gina Viv spoke first:

"Lord of Creedburg, this is Lord Raphael, the Imperial Envoy we encountered at the front lines."

She turned to the side, pointing her palm towards Qin Mo, making a guiding gesture.

"It was he who saved our forces, crushed the legions of Chaos, annihilated the traitorous Iron Warriors, and destroyed the demon army. His power, without a doubt, stemmed from the Emperor's own grace."

Eleanor added from the side:

"I swear in the name of the martyred nun, the miracles performed by Lord Raphael must be a gift from the Emperor."

The two elder sisters remained resolute.

After listening, Creed did not speak, but simply nodded slightly, his gaze scrutinizing but not hostile.

Qin Mo also nodded slightly to Creed.

The Archbishop of the State Church, standing to the side, paused for a moment upon seeing Qin Mo, or more precisely, upon seeing the golden halo of merit behind Qin Mo.

That golden light was warm and sacred; the archbishop had only experienced this feeling in one other place.

The feeling of being enveloped in holy light is exactly the same, whether in a temple, before an emperor's statue, or during the most devout prayers that reach a state of selflessness.

The archbishop had already made a judgment in his heart: without a doubt, this was the emperor's living saint.

This force cannot be faked, it cannot be a disguise of chaos.

"By the Emperor..." the archbishop murmured, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"This is...this is true holy light..."

He bowed deeply to Qin Mo.

"Archbishop Sebastian pays the highest tribute to Your Excellency. The glory of the Emperor descends upon Cadia."

Regarding national education,

Just as the system said, there were absolutely no problems.

The Golden Wheel of Merit is the best pass.

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however,

Not everyone is so easy to talk to.

As the archbishop bowed in respect, the judge remained silent.

He saw the golden wheel.

He felt the holy light.

Warmth, he admitted, that power certainly didn't seem to be a product of chaos.

However, not being similar does not mean it is not.

The judge's dictionary did not contain words like "probably," "maybe," or "should."

There are only "Confirmed" and "Unconfirmed".

Currently, this man who calls himself Raphael,

This is unconfirmed.

The judge's gaze lingered on Qin Mo for a few seconds before returning to his own.

His expression remained unchanged, but the distrust he conveyed was clearly felt by everyone present.

The sage of the Mechanicus, however, reacted in a completely different way.

His mechanical eyeballs buzzed and swiveled, and various optical lenses extended and retracted in succession as he scanned, analyzed, and collected data.

For those who believe in Mechanics, whether they are saints or heretics, the first requirement is quantification, data, and the ability to analyze.

Intuitive judgment? Not at all. Wanjishen does not accept conclusions without data support.

After a brief introduction, Creed turned and walked towards the holographic projection table.

"Alright, now that everyone's here, let's begin discussing the next steps in our defense strategy."

He pressed the start button on the projection table, and a huge holographic map slowly unfolded above the table, with blue light illuminating everyone's faces.

However, just as Creed was about to speak...

"Wait a moment."

A cold voice interrupted him.

All eyes turned to the source of the sound.

Judge.

He took a step forward, his gray eyes staring directly at Creed.

"My lord, if I may be so bold, before we formally discuss tactical deployments, I believe there are some matters that need to be addressed first."

His gaze shifted to Qin Mo.

"This Raphael's identity has not yet been formally recognized by the Inquisition, and until then, he is not qualified to participate in discussions of the Empire's top military secrets."

The judge spoke calmly and deliberately, but every word he uttered was firm and resolute.

"I suggest that this person recuse themselves until their identity is verified."