"The Great God-Emperor loves all of humanity, not just individuals."
Kenmyo Isayama had originally only intended to find a draft, quickly write a report about the Exterminatus, and send it to the Inquisition headquarters, but he unexpectedly discovered the original owner's diary.
It seemed he wasn't exactly a respectable person either.
The date recorded in the diary was the day Macarnus-Elfman received Lord Inquisitor Horst's order to carry out the Exterminatus, and it was also the first time in his young Inquisitor career that he had executed such a horrific Exterminatus.
He used the diary to write about his unease and express his unwavering loyalty to the Emperor.
"As long as it is for the continuation of the human race, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed."
"We Inquisitors are the Emperor's blades; eliminating all heretics is an act of gratitude to the benevolent God-Emperor."
It was just tough on those billions of civilians; they probably thought the warships above them were there to save them until their dying breath.
Kenmyo Isayama didn't feel much about it; it would be problematic to feel guilty about killing NPCs in a game, wouldn't it? Kenmyo Isayama had played Five-Star Good Citizen, after all.
Pressing the cyclone torpedo switch was like someone placing a button in front of him and saying that pressing it would destroy the world before him. Other than that, there was no other feeling, no psychological burden.
The only thing he was curious about was whether destroying this planet would earn him an achievement similar to [Planetary Destroyer].
Similarly, Kenmyo Isayama felt that his adjutant, Elena, would not show any mercy towards a planet marked as heretical.
After all, both of them came from a Schola Progenium, an orphanage filled with the descendants of loyal martyrs, where most were the offspring of warriors who sacrificed for the Imperium, loyal beyond words, and had long been indoctrinated with the most correct ideals.
After his psychic talents manifested, Macarnus-Elfman, this promising talent, was noticed by both the Inquisition and the Daemonhunters, but for some unknown reason, he ultimately chose the Inquisition, taking on the work of purging within the Imperium and among his own compatriots.
"Speaking of which, what should I write in the Exterminatus report?"
The Imperial Navy fleet had packed up and left, but Kenmyo Isayama, as a special envoy of the Inquisition, still needed to provide a detailed report on the Exterminatus. Later, he would also need to return with the Inquisition fleet to the Inquisition headquarters to report on his duties.
This kind of bureaucratic work was the most annoying!
Kenmyo Isayama sighed. Just as he was troubled, the small obsidian box on his desk, which contained his Inquisitor insignia, began to vibrate slightly.
Recalling this situation carefully, Kenmyo Isayama quickly understood what it meant.
It was a communication within the Inquisition, and the black-gold light flashing meant that a high-ranking Inquisitor had established contact with Kenmyo Isayama using the most confidential internal line within the Inquisition.
Kenmyo Isayama pressed the black box with one touch, and immediately the entire room was covered by black light particles, becoming incredibly dim.
These unknown particles were rumored to come from a certain Necrons technology, a device that could prevent technological eavesdropping, psychic leaks, and Warp daemon prying. It was only circulated among a few Inquisitors as a trial product.
Soon, a ball of gray flame erupted from the ground in front of Kenmyo Isayama, slowly transforming into a mirror, from which a figure was appearing on the other side.
This was a stern, solemn man. His tall and robust body stood before him like a heavy mountain, and his crimson trench coat, set against the ancient black, finely patterned power armor imbued with a sense of dread, was even more vivid than the color of blood.
Especially the I-type insignia, symbolizing the Inquisition, was exceptionally magnificent, with a crimson skull flashing a terrifying silver light on his chest.
When he saw this familiar face, which aligned with his memory, Kenmyo Isayama could only show a respectful expression.
"Lord Horst."
Within the Inquisition, it was said that Inquisitors were all equal in status, but those who understood, understood.
Horst-Eisenholm, the Inquisitor Lord of the Inquisition who signed the Exterminatus order for SPO-2 Home World, had extensive experience in purging heretics.
"Makonos, well done."
This stern, iron-blooded Inquisitor Lord, who was usually unsmiling, for the first time showed a smile to Kenmyo Isayama.
The Inquisition's only requirement for new generation Inquisitors was ruthlessness: kill all heretics, purify all impurity. Abandon all mercy, for mercy is the cheapest thing in this universe filled with despair. Even if mistakes are made, it doesn't matter; keep killing, and eventually, one will be right. Better to kill a thousand innocent than let one heretic escape.
The Inquisition has no room for those with weak wills, nor for those unable to wield a butcher's knife against their own compatriots.
This Exterminatus was also an assessment of the original Makonos. Even the most disciplined Imperial soldiers would find it impossible to pull the trigger when firing upon unarmed civilians.
But Kenmyo Isayama was different; he strictly carried out the orders from above, and even used a key to activate the cyclone torpedo to efficiently complete the mission, turning the Home World into a dead planet, which was quite outstanding.
Some might say that using the lives of 2.5 billion civilians just to test an Inquisitor's resolve was too extravagant.
No, 2.5 billion in the vast population base of the Imperium of Man is comparable to a small village of only thirty people. Using this number of people is quite cost-effective.
The contributions an Passed Inquisitor makes in a lifetime cannot be compared to the population of a single Home World.
"This is my duty, everything is for the Emperor."
Hearing Makonos's very loyal reply, Horst smiled with satisfaction, and he slowly said,
"Some may question whether I had the right to decide the execution of these 2.5 billion Imperial citizens, but those who understand the situation know that I had no right to let them live."
"Heretics are like trees; their leaves flaunt in broad daylight, but their roots are deeply embedded in the darkness."
"If one merely plucks their lush leaves, breaks their branches, or severs their trunk, when heresy makes a comeback, it will only grow more vigorously."
Among these 2.5 billion living people, it would be impossible for there to be no heretics who betrayed the Imperium. Only by eradicating them root and branch can the possibility of such incidents be decisively prevented!
"There is no sacrifice too great to endure, nor betrayal too small to accept."
Kenmyo Isayama heard Horst-Eisenholm's trembling tone, sensing his deep hatred for betrayal.
But when he heard the next sentence, Kenmyo Isayama's eyes widened.
"Inquisitor Makonos, you no longer need to return to the Inquisition to report on your duties."
"I have a new mission for you!"
Horst-Eisenholm's face was filled with rage, and his psychic power began to distort reality around him.
"Not long ago, an Inquisitor from our Inquisition went missing, but that was just the official story."
"Our people have confirmed it!"
"Former Inquisitor Tossak-Rome of the Inquisition committed a despicable betrayal; he betrayed us, he betrayed the Inquisition, and he betrayed the Emperor!"
"He has become a hateful heretic!"
"And there can be no heretics within the Inquisition, never!"
"Therefore, I need you to secretly execute this despicable traitor and simultaneously uncover the truth behind his betrayal!"