Siddhga could imagine the scene: a retired veteran and his Sisters of Silence wife, talking through the night about their family's future.
Reimu An also seemed lost in thought, her fingers unconsciously caressing the vow-cloth wrapped around her sword hilt.
She suddenly lowered her voice, adding mysteriously, "Actually, there's another reason—the Inquisitor Governor gave us three brand new sets of Vartine Armor!"
"All that's left of Mom's order's legacy is this greatsword." Reimu Le patted her sister's weapon, her tone suddenly turning helpless: "If it weren't for the Governor's generosity, we probably wouldn't even have decent armor."
She made an exaggerated shrug: "Do you know how expensive the standard equipment for a Sisters of Silence is quoted at the Adeptus Mechanicus?"
Siddhga looked down at her own heavily worn electromagnetic crossbow and suddenly felt a sense of camaraderie.
What she wrote on the data-slate made Reimu Le laugh out loud: "Looks like everyone's poor."
Reimu Le wiped away tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, nodding repeatedly.
The three girls exchanged smiles, and at that moment, Siddhga suddenly felt that space was no longer so alien, and this massive void ship was no longer so daunting.
It turned out that in every corner of the The Galaxy / Milky Way, Sisters of Silences were upholding that ancient and heavy vow in their own ways.
"Who says not?" Reimu Le pouted, twirling her finger through her hair, "Mom was so poor back then she even pawned her armor, and in the end, she had to give up her status as a Sister.
But it's good now! That kind Governor not only provided a full set of new equipment but also gave Mom travel money to Terra!"
Her voice unconsciously rose a few octaves: "Dad says Holy Terra is the center of the Imperium, and the Golden Throne is there! I really want to see what His Imperial Majesty's palace looks like with my own eyes!"
Reimu Le clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling with longing.
"Xiao Le." Reimu An, who had been listening quietly, suddenly patted her sister. She signed: "Mom reminded us that we must serve the Governor diligently."
Reimu Le immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, wildly waving her hands: "I know, I know! I was just talking! I won't really sneak off to Terra!"
To change the subject, Reimu Le suddenly leaned in front of Siddhga, lowering her voice mysteriously: "By the way, how's the food at your convent? I'm telling you, the restaurant on this void ship has real natural food!" She excitedly gestured, "Yesterday I even had cream cake made with real sugar! Not that synthetic sweetener stuff!"
Siddhga's eyes instantly lit up. In the convent, sweets were a luxury only available on major holidays. Reimu An looked at her two companions, who had suddenly turned into gluttons, and shook her head helplessly, but a smile unconsciously curved her lips.
"Let's go, let's go!" Reimu Le pulled Siddhga with one hand and her sister with the other: "It's afternoon tea time right now! I heard there are honey scones and apple pie today!"
The three young Sisters chattered as they left the cabin, their laughter gradually fading, their solemn Sisters of Silence identities temporarily cast aside, replaced by the purest joy belonging to young girls.
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When a void ship travels through the Warp, the concept of time becomes meaningless.
This chaotic dimension distorts the laws of reality, making travel time completely unpredictable—a void ship might arrive at its destination on time, appear at the destination the moment it departs, or even arrive decades ahead of schedule.
As for the actual duration of travel experienced by the crew, that is an even more random mystery.
When luck is good, it can cross the entire The Galaxy / Milky Way in just a few days, precisely on time; when luck is bad, spaceships from the Dark Age of Technology are still drifting in this chaos to this day.
Records show that some lost void ships have drifted in the Warp for centuries, while their crews only felt a few months had passed, or vice versa.
However, temporal dislocation is the least significant problem in Warp travel.
The most terrifying aspect of this chaotic realm is the dreadful entities that wander within it.
Chaos Demons are certainly the most common threat, but the Warp also harbors certain older, more bizarre creatures whose existence predates even the Four Chaos Gods.
Fortunately, these terrifying beings are extremely rare and are almost never encountered in modern navigation.
Under normal circumstances, as long as the Geller Field remains stable, there won't be much danger during travel.
At most, a few muscular Bloodletterss might suddenly appear in the bathroom, or a few foraging succubi might roam the lower decks.
But for void ships carrying Sisters of Silences, these Warp creatures are practically prey delivered to their doorstep.
Three fully armed Sisters of Silences, clad in brand new Vartine Armor, marched in formation down the void ship's metal corridors.
Their gleaming armor shimmered with a cold light under the emergency lights, and the Executioner Greatsword in their hands gleamed with deadly sharpness.
This was their first real combat after receiving their new equipment, and each of them could barely contain her excitement.
However, the battle process was unexpectedly simple—when they stepped into the demon-infested area, they didn't even need to draw their swords.
By simply projecting their Void Field, those abhorrent Warp constructs dissipated rapidly like mist in sunlight.
Twisted demon forms warped and collapsed before the power of the Untouchables, turning into nothingness after emitting mournful wails.
Occasionally encountering a particularly stubborn demon only required a little more effort—the Sisters' precise sword skills quickly brought them to a complete end.
In contrast, the few Psykers who suddenly awakened on the lower deck caused more trouble.
Although their psychic talents were negligible, their uncontrolled abilities led to bursting pipes, and the spraying high-pressure steam and flying metal fragments complicated the battlefield.
Coupled with the resistance of these panicked void shipmen armed with makeshift weapons, it indeed created some tactical obstacles for the Sisters.
However, for Sisters of Silences capable of fighting alongside the Custodes, such challenges were truly nothing to fear.
Although they were not gene-modified warriors like the Astartes, each of them was a battle master trained with extreme rigor.
Precise sword moves, agile footwork, and coordinated teamwork allowed them to easily neutralize all threats.
Not to mention, the three Sisters of Silences on this frigate had just acquired excellent equipment—brand new Vartine Armor made them even more formidable, and their sharp Executioner Greatswords thirsted for blood.
For them, this battle was more like a practical test of their new equipment.
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