1. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 1: Hermits.
  2. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 2. Weak - revenge, strong - forgive
  3. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 3. It is difficult to protect yourself.
  4. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 4: The tragic battle
  5. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 5: Betrayal
  6. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 6: Elders
  7. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 7: Fiery Hell
  8. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 8: Disappearance
  9. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 9: From the future - to the past
  10. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 10: Atlantis - Eden in the past
  11. Not yet the Inquisitor. Part 11. Murder
  12. Not yet the Inquisitor. Chapter 12: There Is No Desire To Return From Paradise

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knows when It turns out that all this is a lie. Here they are living huge and shaggy. But where are the people? Forced Phaethon back. Now viewed very carefully. Finally managed to spot some huts. But people could not see. And only when they went subtropics, they saw people.

Horsemen were hunting. Bows, arrows with metal tips (made by clumsy blacksmiths), something like daggers and weak swords. It was clear that there is no metallurgy. And from the ore in the forges they smelt low-quality metal and are used to make swords. Horsemen were dressed in clothes of fairly well-worn skins. But what these skins were sewn incomprehensibly. This could be understood only by looking up close. Most people found on a large island in the Mediterranean. And it is not surprising. The climate there was wonderful. Probably there were even winters with a positive temperature. At the equator, there were impassable jungles.

- Lil, what shall we do? It is not known how long we hang here. And whether it will turn back.
- You're right. We'll have to make contact with the local population. And join the community. Otherwise we are wild on the ships.
- Well, so what. Contact means contact. That's just not known how they relate to women. Are you ready to defend yourself? - Leah laughed. Can't the general protect himself? We also looked at the remaining territories and came to the consensus that it would be best to settle on this island in the Mediterranean. For some reason we did not even consider Africa, America or Australia as a possible place of residence.

- According to the legends, this island is suitable for sunken Atlantis. Let it be Atlantis.
- What am I to? Let it be your way.
We got into a stationary orbit over this island.
- Phaeton, scan this island up and down. It is necessary to find out where on it and what minerals are available. Sources of fresh water and reservoirs. Deposit various ores. And also make a detailed topographic map of the island. You should have info about military maps in my time. I need a similar map with the smallest details of the relief and artificial structures. You have an Aboriginal speech in the recording, which means you interpolate it, and by the time Leah and I are on the ground, we will need to be fluent in the language of the locals.
- I do.

- Phaeton2, put three reconnaissance probes in stationary orbit (so that you can monitor the entire planet without dead zones). Check and explore not only the near-Earth space, but also the entire solar system. Pay special attention to objects containing iron. It is unlikely, but perhaps it will be possible to find something created artificially. In general, I need a complete study of the solar system.
- I do.
- Lil, we will probably sleep off, and then rush to the Earth to “get to know”.
- I am for it.

Grabbed like an alarm. Leah was sleeping peacefully.
“Commander,” said Phaethon’s voice in his head, “three tracking satellites have been discovered.
- Where they are? What or whom are they following? - in the same way telepathically asked the on-board computer, so as not to wake Leah.
- All three on the same orbit of the Earth.Perigee 420km, apogee 463km. Located in such a way as to continuously see the entire surface of the Earth. Judging by the damage to the sails, they have been in orbit for at least 5000 years.

- What kind of sails? What are you talking about?
- Sails are a set of satellite power sources from the radiation of a local star, in this case from the Sun.
- Sails from solar panels?
- You can say so.
“Okay, what can they explore and who launched them?”
- The information that satellites collect may be the most diverse. More specifically, you can find out if you visit these satellites. But usually the scouts are protected from unauthorized entry, ranging from the destruction of the one who is trying to penetrate, right up to self-destruction.

- And who is it so cunning launched these satellites? Earthlings?
- In my database there are no analogues.
- Phaeton, what do you say?
- This is the tracking satellites of men.
- What?!!! You! Gad creeping! You were ordered to share all your information with Phaeton2. And you did not fulfill the order!
- Commander, you yourself interrupted the download in the memory of Phaeton2.
- I have not survived the mind. I did not give such an order!

- You ordered to make preparations for the flight. This automatically interrupted the previous order.
- Well, you and sly. You mean you haven't heard anything about multitasking. Yes, there was such an order, but I did not receive a cancellation of the previous order. From now on, for both of you, if there is an order to do something, then without canceling it by me or by General Leah in no way interrupt. Otherwise, for the violation, I will be forced to kill the offender (that is, disable). And now on the satellites. Phaeton, can you pick up access codes?
- It would be much faster and easier for me if there was a sample (even when not in operation).
- Are you kidding me? Where will I find you a sample?

- Perhaps such a sample is preserved on non-working satellites.
- But they are not!
- There is. Two non-working satellites in Mars orbit.
- So what are you still silent ?!
“There was no command,” a two-voiced answer.
- Ah well! There was no team? You received a command: "... It is unlikely, but it will be possible to find something created artificially ...". And you had to strictly fulfill it. Doodles you iron. Phaeton, in my opinion, you used to be more savvy, but dumbfounded.

And now I order once and I am not going to repeat: no automatic cancellation of orders. Any cancellation only with my permission. In addition, engage your logical thinking to the maximum. If any ideas come to you, consult me ​​immediately. And you should have a self-learning function. Therefore, as the great Ilyich bequeathed: study, study and study again. But in any case, the first place should be the salvation and safety of life: mine and General Leah. Have you understood!?
- Yes, is a simultaneous answer.

- Faeton2 immediately went to Mars with a shuttle with repair robot. Explore both satellites. At the slightest opportunity, you need to deliver the satellites, without damaging, to the ship. And already in place will scoff at them.
“I’m doing it,” the shuttle with repair robots headed for Mars.
- Phaeton, while delivering the remains of the satellites, you will immediately deal with the selection of codes.
- Yes, I do.
- Where are you going to pick up codes? - I in a useless dispute with the ships did not even notice how Leah woke up. And perhaps she was woken up by an almost inaudible jolt of the launched shuttle.

- Why, these stupid pieces of iron discovered three satellites tracking, launched into the orbit of the Earth by the creators. I would like to first download from them all the info, and then destroy.
- Where did our shuttle fly? - Lia peered into the overview screen, - an unusual arrangement of stars, I can not determine the direction without thinking. But judging by its trajectory, the shuttle flies toward the orbit of Mars.
- Well done. One senses the experience of cosmonavigation. A couple of non-working satellites have also been discovered on Mars orbit. So I sent robots to them.

- Let me try together with the on-board computer to pick up the codes.
- Yeah.Prove that Phaeton is weak, - Lia started to launch various decoding programs with excitement, trying to gain access to satellite information. I was bored. Loaded Phaeton again to share his data completely with Phaeton2. Then he began to search for traces of dead civilizations on Earth, as well as traces of extraterrestrial civilizations. But in half an hour of the search, nothing could be found. Phaeton suggested that this search from orbit is ineffective. Search must be directly on Earth. Leah, too, did not get anything sensible, except for the fact that we managed to figure out the number of protection levels (7).

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