大家好~~我又出现拉~
之前由于故事刚出的时候比较忙因此没有翻译
没想到官方现在都还没翻好啊QQ
还是其实他们也在等巴哈翻译（误）
给有兴趣的人看啰！

正文开始：

当他们打开审判厅的门时，正好让我看到事情的经过：审判厅内，一位Archimedian化为翠绿色、眩目的一道闪光。我认识的那位Archimedian是有史以来最伟大的基因学学者，儘管她现在已然成了血块以及轻烟。

房间内传出一道声音：「船员计画已经取消了。把下一位带进来。」

抵在我背后的步枪催促我向前。审判厅内的圆顶上投射出了许多年迈的脸，巨大的投影让他们好似神一般。我走进了大厅的中央，一阵刺鼻的焦味钻入肺部，呛到了我。当我跪在呈现暗色的审判环上时，周遭的脸全都百无聊赖地看着我。

执法人Ballas的投影在我面前变大，我能看到他清澈、对称以及闪耀着的动人金色双眼。他的嗓音如雷般响起：「原则十分明确，你的判决是死刑。愿虚空原谅你的罪。」

审判环逐渐亮了起来，这时，我站起身，深吸一口气并说：「她不会原谅你的。」

投射在圆顶上的脸中传出了笑声，其中一人问道：「他刚才说了甚幺呀？」Ballas只露出了浅浅的微笑，并提出询问：「这位Archimedian，你是在挑战我们的判决吗？」

「没错，你们若是杀了我，那幺你们誓死捍卫的帝国也会跟着灭亡。」

审判环的光霎时转暗，同时Ballas转过头来说：「上诉是需要付出代价的，要是你败诉，那幺你和你的Corpus将会付出沉重的代价。」

「他们早已在这片愈发荒芜的地方受尽折磨，付出相当的代价了。而你们难道宁可忽略我的方法也要牺牲掉王室的未来吗？」

「你的方法就如同你一样，是令人作呕的存在，不可能会起作用的。」Ballas向角落的守卫示意：「把证据拿出来。」

审判厅的门开了，一群守卫涌了进来，将枪瞄準了审判厅的内部。他们到达中心后分散开来，推出一辆推车，上方有着一个静止不动的生物，看起来不会比手还要大。它的身体是对称的星形，外面包覆了一层毫无缝隙、黝黑的雾面外壳。

另一个投影浮现了出来，那是执法者Tuvul。他说：「这个生物看起来很无害。」

「无害？」Ballas朝Tuvul的方向大吼，他转向大厅的中央说：「展示给他们看。」

接到命令之后，守卫们远离推车并且举起了他们的武器。守卫长小心翼翼的进行瞄準，将一发高速弹射入了我所造的生物体内。它的两个星状外肢被子弹扯下，露出平滑、胶状的内部构造。

Tuvul摇了摇头，大厅陷入一片寂静。就在这时，那个生物动了一下，随后开始抽动，它坚硬的外壳上有了奇异的波动。不久后，它的伤口复原了，一旁被切下的部分亦长成了完整的一只生物，不同的是，它们的外壳变得更亮、更硬，而且能够抵挡高速弹了。

审判环的光随着投票数变亮，而Ballas脸上露出了胜利的表情。

我即将化为绿光死去，于是我向着执法者们大吼：「我们的祖先会因为被火烧伤而惧怕火吗？不！他们

克服了恐惧并且学会如何去控制火焰。七大原则不过是个笑话！」

Ballas的投影向下俯冲到了我面前，说道：「Orokin代表着法律，法律就是Orokin！我们是不会改变判决的，你提出的上诉无效！」

Tuvul打断Ballas的话，说：「我们的法律是神圣的，但也不要忘记了『计画』阿，Ballas。」他的投影向下转向了我，问道：「许多进行试验的人都悖离了『计画』，你这个生物的设计要如何实现『计画』呢？」

我试着稳定呼吸并说：「前往Tau星系的路程十分艰困，我们只能够透过适应及複製来进行星球工程。这些生物会在旅行的同时建造出星际间的轨道，接着他们会适应所寄宿的星球，并且让星球在我们到达时变得适合居住，它们可以拯救你们。」

Tuvul向下看着我，提出疑问：「那幺，当这些生物完成任务后，要如何防止它们转而攻击我们呢？就像七大原则里面提到的？」

「这些生物有着弱点。」

Tuvul瞇起他的双眼：「弱点？」

「虚空对这些生物来说是剧毒，当它们到达Tau星系后便会被困在那，要是它们想要回到这里，将会招致自身的灭亡。不过不管有怎样的风险，我们原本的星系将会－」

「够了！」Ballas大喊「无视法律的行为会威胁到整个帝国，你们有谁能够承担这个风险？」他愈来愈显得挫折。

「帝国早已暴露在风险之中。」另一个执法者高声叫道「还是你坐在你火星的安乐窝而浑然未觉呢？」这句话让四周纷纷响起掌声，而审判环亦文风不动。

「Ballas，你和我们已经没有共识了。」Tuvul大喊。

Ballas的投影突然显得渺小，最后他终于打破沉默：「Archimedian Perintol，抗告者，」他的脸上明显地流露出嫌恶之情「上诉有效，你已经自由了。」

法庭中的众多投影一个接着一个消失，而后守卫带领我走向大厅。当我听到后头传来他的脚步声时，我震惊地停下脚步，并全神贯注地听着。

「你做的比我想像中的好。」那是Ballas本人的声音，并不是投影。「看来直到你提出威胁要夺走之前，没有任何人知道他们真正要的是甚幺呢。」他露出了一个大大的笑容，说：「不是吗，Archimedian？」

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以下是原文：

They opened the chamber door just in time for me to see it happen; the Archimedian erupting into a flash, jade-like and blinding. I knew her. She was the greatest scholar of genetics who ever lived. Except now she was nothing but mist and gore.

A voice boomed from within, "The Crewmen project is cancelled. Send in the next."

The rifles at my back tried to urge me inside. Old faces filled the dome's projections, immense and god-like. I walked into the center of the room and the scorched scent choked my lungs. All around me they watched, bored, as I knelt upon the darkened judgement disc.

The projection of Executor Ballas swelled large in front of me. I could see his purity, his symmetry, the beauty of his glittering gold irises. His voice thundered, "The principles are clear. Your sentence is death. May the Void forgive you."

As the judgement disc began to light I stood, took a deep breath and spoke, "She will not forgive you."

Laughter broke out among the faces of the dome. Other's asked "what did he say?" Ballas only smiled, "You challenge us, Archimedian?"

"I do. Kill me and the Empire you are sworn to uphold dies with me."

Ballas turned his head as the judgement disc went suddenly dark. "An appeal comes at a price. Should you fail, you and your corpus will pay dearly."

"They already suffer in this growing wasteland. They have already paid. Will you also sacrifice the royal futures by ignoring my solution?"

"Your solution is an abomination, like you, it will be annihilated." Ballas motioned to a guard in the corner, "Present the evidence."

The chamber doors opened and a mass of guards entered, guns trained inward. As they reached the center, they parted, revealing a small cart. Atop the cart was a motionless creature, no larger than a hand. Its body was symmetrical, star-shaped with a seamless, matte-black shell.

A new projection, that of the Executor Tuvul ballooned into the space, "It looks harmless."

"Harmless?" Ballas boomed into Tuvul's direction. He turned to the center of the dome. "Show them."

On command, the guards backed away from the cart and readied their weapons. Their leader took careful aim and fired a whisper round into the body of my creation. Two of the limbs tore off the frame revealing a glossy, gelatinous interior.

Silence gripped the dome as Tuvul shook his head. Then suddenly, the creature moved, convulsed, the hard surface started undulating. In a moment the wound closed and the thing was whole again. Beside it another machine had grown from its severed parts. Their surface had changed however - brighter, harder, resilient to whisper rounds now.

Ballas looked triumphant as voting lights began to appear on the judgement disc.

My green death was coming, so I roared at them, "Did our ancestors, burned by fire, reject its power? No. They conquered their fear and learned to control it. The Seven Principles are a joke."

His projection swooped down to me, "The Orokin is the law and the law is the Orokin. We are unbending. Your appeal is denied."

Tuvul interrupted, "Our laws are sacred but do not forget The Plan, Ballas." His visage turned down to me, "Countless other ventures have failed The Plan, how will this machine fulfill its design?"

I tried to catch my breath and speak, "The crossing to the Tau system is perilous. Adaptation and replication are the only way a terraforming journey can be made. They will build an interstellar rail as they travel, they will adapt to the host planet and prepare it to our arrival. They will save you."

Tuvul peered down at me, "And when it completes its task, what will prevent it from turning against us, as the Seven Principles say?"

"The flaw"

Tuvul's eyes narrowed, "The flaw?"

"The Void is poison to them. Once they have reached Tau they will be marooned there. To travel the rail here would destroy them. Whatever the risk, the Origin system will be-"

Ballas shouted, "Enough! Dereliction of the law threatens the entire empire. Which one of you will risk this?" Ballas was growing increasingly frustrated.

"The empire is already at risk," cried the shrill voice of another Executor, "Or perhaps you haven't noticed from your cozy position on Mars." To this there was a round of applause and the judgement disc remained unchanged.

"Ballas, you lack consensus." shouted Executor Tuvul.

His projection seemed to shrink smaller until he finally broke his silence, "Archimedian Perintol, against my better judgement," his disgust was palpable, "Your appeal has been accepted. You are free to go."

One by one the projections of each Executor in the Tribunal flickered off and the guards ushered me into the hall. There I stood, rapt with shock when I heard his footsteps behind me.

"You did better than I thought you would," it was Ballas, the man, not the projection. "It would seem nobody truly knows they want a thing until you threaten to take it away." He broke into a smile, "Wouldn't you agree, Archimedian?"