Chapter 330 Your Titan is good, but now it belongs to me!
Drexel was completely dumbfounded.

The Iron Legion belongs to Alvin. At most he was doing research secretly. How come this huge black pot was put on his head?

“Alvin, don’t think you can escape the Inquisition like this!” Drexelis was furious and growled hoarsely, “If the Inquisition really targets me, you won’t have an easy life either. If we have to die, let’s die together!”

He originally thought that his hysterical threats of completely breaking off relations would make Alvin restrain himself.

However, the reality seems to be different. Alvin is still very calm, and there seems to be a little bit of an elusive and meaningful smile in his eyes: “Sir Drekris, you are a great sage after all, how come you can’t even understand this?”

“What do you mean?” Drexel was stunned. Looking at Alvin’s calm expression, he panicked for some reason. “Alvin, I’m warning you. I have the video footage of your Iron Man Army here. If anything happens to me, you won’t be able to escape the punishment of the Inquisition!”

This is where his greatest confidence comes from, holding the image of that iron army.

“Oh, then go ahead.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in Alvin’s eyes, and he waved his hand nonchalantly: “Mr. Drexel, turn right and walk 500 meters. That’s Judge Marshall’s residence. Remember to go there early.”

This action stunned him immediately.

Drexels opened his mouth wide, feeling like a clown, waving a knife that he thought was very threatening, but he didn’t know that in the eyes of others, he was just a ridiculous clown covered in oil paint!
“You, you’re not afraid?!”

He looked at Alvin with shock on his face.

This shouldn’t be the case. Shouldn’t Alvin be the one who is truly panicking? Why… he always feels as if he is more panicked?

“Mr. Drexel, I really doubt whether your brain is filled with motor oil.” Alvin looked at him as if he was a fool and sighed: “You said you want to expose me?”

As he spoke, he slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards Drakeris step by step: “You can try it, but the result… may be different from what you imagined.”

“Do you think the Inquisition would risk offending Robouti Guilliman, Regent, Primarch, and Master of the Ultramarines?”

“Or do you think…your so-called testimony is more trustworthy than Marius Calgar’s in the eyes of the Inquisition?”

“Or do you think that with just a few words and a video, you can bring down the heir of a great merchant dynasty?”

Every time he spoke a word, Drexel’s pupils trembled violently, his back seemed to be bent by something, and he couldn’t help but retreat.

“Send me a report? Go ahead, if you have the guts!”

Alvin showed some contempt in his eyes, and sneered, “Agamemnon, Ultramarines, Inquisitors, Brass Claws, Iron Hands… They are all my people. What do you have to fight me?”

“You, you…you are making a false accusation!!!”

Drexel’s mentality exploded. He didn’t expect that he would be pushed out and become a “scapegoat”!
“False accusation? You’re right.”

Alvin pressed further, his voice cold: “I am just framing you, what can you do to me?”

“You colluded with the Dark Mechanicus and tried to leak the secrets of the Empire, which nearly led to the loss of Celerus. You also secretly researched the Iron Man. These crimes… are enough to make you a servitor, right? Drakris… Your Excellency.”

If you have the guts, go to Holy Terra and complain!

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to be able to survive and reach Holy Terra. The subspace is so dangerous, it is normal to have some accidents, right?
“I… I don’t believe it!” Drexel seemed to have grasped the last straw and stared at him viciously: “Whatever crime you say I’m guilty of, that’s it. Are all the judges blind?”

“Yes, that’s what I say.”

Alvin chuckled with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, took two steps back, and opened his arms: “If you don’t believe it, you can go and try… see if they will believe you or me.”

This is the charm of power.

Sorry, this time…he, Alvin, is the so-called ‘privileged class’!
“No, I don’t. I’m not.”

Drexel was completely speechless, like a wooden chicken, as if he had lost all his strength, and sat blankly in the chair.

As a member of the upper echelons of the empire’s politics, he knew all too well the dirty and dark things going on. In fact, it was just as Alvin had said.

The Inquisition is very powerful, but the Grand Inquisitor is not a fool. He would not risk his life to question someone approved by the Primarch.

Of course, it cannot be denied that there are a small number of crazy Inquisitors who believe that the Primarch also needs to be investigated.

But the consequence was naturally that he evaporated from the face of the earth and disappeared inexplicably.

Looking at Drexel who was gradually falling into despair, Alvin narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart.

A big part of the reason he could make Drecris believe was because he mentioned the titles of Calgar, the Grand Master of the Ultramarines, and the Regent. This was how he could scare the Grand Sage of the Mechanicus. Otherwise, why would he believe him?
As for the Chapter Master Calgar, he had also figured out how to deal with the aftermath.

I think one hundred energy devices would be enough to open a large-scale ‘space bridge’, which should be enough for Calgar.

He had originally planned to find a suitable opportunity to hand this thing over to Calgar. Now that he has the relationship with the Regent, it can be considered as returning a favor. In the future, he will be a man with a backer.

On background?
Great, who has a background as strong as his!
Looking at Drexel, who looked as if his spine had been taken out, Alvin raised the corners of his lips slightly: “But, considering that we have worked together before, I don’t mind giving you a chance. It depends on whether you are willing or not.”

It would be easy to kill Drexel, but… he wanted to squeeze the bastard dry!
If Alvin didn’t have some use for a fool like this, he would have killed him long ago. When he thought of this fool who almost killed Elsa, Tucker and others, he wanted to throw this guy in the face!

Drexel reacted quickly and immediately realized that this might be his last chance.

“Sir Alvin, it was all my fault before, please don’t mind it!” He almost knelt down, his tone was full of humble begging: “I swear to you, as long as you are willing to save my life, I am willing to do anything!”

“Very good. I like smart people, Mr. Drecris.”

Alvin crossed his legs, raised the corners of his lips, and said calmly: “First, I need two large stasis stations. Is there a problem?”

“No, no.” Drexel gritted his teeth and nodded with determination: “Give me a few days, I will get it for you right away!”

“Secondly, I need three complete foundries and five hundred foundry workers.” Alvin continued with a calm look in his eyes.

Drexel’s heart was trembling, he clenched his fists in pain, and said tremblingly: “Okay, I will prepare three foundries and hand them over to you!”

He had a total of ten foundries, and he threw away three of them in one go. It would be a lie to say that he didn’t feel the pain.

But, in order to save his life, Drexel also risked his life.

Finally, looking at the pitiful Drexel, Alvin made his last request: “One last thing. If necessary, I need the authority to mobilize the ‘Overlord’!”

“What? No! Absolutely not!”

Drexel, who could agree to anything, almost had his thought circuits burnt out after hearing these words.

“No, absolutely not!” He shook his head violently, looked at Alvin in horror, and said with a hint of humility and begging: “Sir Alvin, this… is really not possible. The Domination Overlord is the property of Huangquan No. 8, and we can’t just go into battle casually!”

“Mr. Drecris, you don’t think… I’m discussing this with you, do you?”

Alvin’s eyes were half closed, his face expressionless, looking like a fossil, shrouded in a frightening shadow. “I’ll say it again, I hope you can hear me clearly, I want the authority of the ‘Overlord’, I don’t care what method you use, and I don’t care what price you pay… If you can’t do it, don’t blame me for not giving you face.”

Drexels suddenly felt as if he had jumped into a bottomless abyss!
He had a sad face, as if he had lost all his strength, and lowered his head helplessly: “You have to promise me that you will never let anything happen to the Domination Overlord, otherwise, I really have no choice but to give an explanation to Huangquan No. 8!”

“Don’t worry, I’m not a demon.”

Alvin patted his shoulder and smiled: “Besides, the Domination Overlord still belongs to your Huangquan No. 8. I just borrowed it when necessary. It will definitely not go wrong.”

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