Emperor's Bane

Chapter 261 Bathing Wars
[Refined promethium, chainsaw sword, high-pressure water gun, power fist, animal trap, Seiko gravity hammer, high-pressure steam sterilization boiler, and the heaviest chain, plus a few boxes of loyal plasma, and three people Porcelain bibimbap and amino porridge. 】

[Go and prepare the things I just said, Lana,]

"Understood, my lord...do you want to prepare for a battle?"

【fighting?No no no, Lana, I'm just about to give someone a shower. 】

[Go and execute it. 】

"...Understood, my lord."

As the Chief Old Guard stood quietly in the darkness that he might never set foot again in his life, his only thought was to try to forget what was before him.

The Lord of the Second Legion dragged her blood brother whose life and death were unknown, and walked slowly in front of her heir. She had a beautiful face and neat clothes, and it was not at all obvious that she had just experienced a battle between the Primarchs. Blood Fight: However, in her pupils, there is still a piercing light that is enough to make the Astartes warriors feel terrified.

The Spider Queen trapped and pulled her brother with hundreds of steel bars, and gave tasks to the twenty guards present one by one: prepare the toiletries, ask someone to repair the battle field, and retrieve her The missing weapon, and the most important point: repelling every outsider that would appear in her path.

Although accompanied by his crazy words, the status of Midnight Ghost in Morgan's heart is already comparable to that of Mortarion, but in her subconscious, the Lord of the Second Legion still follows a common sense: no matter what, Curze is a Primarch, and his current miserable appearance must not be seen by more outsiders.

Needless to say the reason for this.

The old guards took orders to leave one after another, but before leaving, Lana still looked back in confusion. Unlike his combat brothers, the chief guard had a natural question in his heart.

Why does his genetic mother always avoid using psionic methods in all aspects and things related to Midnight Ghost? This is not in line with her usual style: although the Lord of the Second Legion does not use psionic power much But she will definitely not refuse to use this ability, even compared to the communicator, in fact, many Dawnbreakers are more used to being summoned by the voice in their minds.

Lana was confused, but he knew that he didn't have the right to think too much. Turning his head, he began to think of ways to collect the things requested by the mother of genes, and tried his best not to guess what these things had to do with [bathing] .

At this time, Queen Gene did not have time to pay attention to the psychological problems of her offspring. With the end of this farce-like death fight, although her body did not suffer any more damage, Morgan felt a kind of exhaustion: a kind of Mental fatigue.

Although he has already adapted to living in a family with abundant species, but the intuitive and intense feeling of the "uniqueness" of blood brothers still makes Morgan's brain messy. Midnight Ghost flung out the two extremes of the battleship and jumped left and right.

And this is not what makes Morgan feel bad: in the real close contact with Conrad, a fact that was originally vague and deliberately ignored by her has also obtained sufficient evidence at this time. in front of her.

She had to think about a question: Her genetic father, who treats children comparable to Perturabo, has a more delicate mind than Leon Johnson, and has the same action power as Magnus, will really give her a completely Harmless force?
The psychic power that she has always trusted and relied on has always been her unique weapon that can easily spy on countless hearts and reverse countless cognitions. She is almost born with and proficient in [Thousands of People and Thousands of Faces]. A free gift?
If it had a price: and she had never cared about it before, what would that price be?Is it within her tolerance?

Morgan walked briskly in the empty hallway, dragging Conrad with one hand and covering his forehead with the other, frowning at the sudden question: she had been deluding herself into ignoring this hidden danger until Midnight Ghost Arrival shattered it all.

Conrad Coates, what he brought...

The Spider Queen muttered to herself. With the help of her private lift, she quickly returned to her lounge. Before she even opened the door, she felt a gust of hot steam blowing across her face: her maid had obviously finished the work alone. Most of the preparation work now only needs to put Midnight Ghost in the pot... put it in.

Morgan pushed open the door and walked into the living room that was temporarily transformed into a bathroom. She waited for about 10 minutes for all the toiletries to arrive one by one, and then reluctantly threw Midnight Ghost into the prepared bathroom. After autoclaving the boiler, the Primarch and her maid looked at each other.

Morgan spoke first.

[In general, we should wash his vital areas first, and then we can wash other places casually. 】

"That's right, my lord."

[But who should come?It always felt a bit inappropriate for an Astartes or a mortal to do this. 】

"……you?"

【You're pushing me into the fire pit, Ania, why don't you come? 】

"You just have the heart to push me into the fire pit."

【…】

[Okay, I think we may need a character who is more... no taboo. 】

[Fortunately, I happen to know such a person. 】

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"I heard that you are looking for me, Mr. Morgan?"

At the Primarch's invitation, Sergeant Traasin pushed open the door, and the Overlord of the Necrons casually looked around, and quickly locked on the position of the Spider Queen.

No way, after all, a... bath full of chainswords, bear traps, heavy chains, and Seiko power hammers?Still very conspicuous.

The Lord of the Second Legion and her handmaiden, already in full protective suits, grumbled in low voices as they replaced the third batch of dirty pool water: Midnight Ghost is like a bucket of extremely efficient mud , no matter how much water is put in, he will quickly turn it into a pot of stinky soup.

And after seeing Sergeant Tralassin finally arrived, the Primarch's brows were obviously relieved, and she smiled at the Necromancer overlord, which made Trassin feel a certain shudder.

[Your Excellency Traasin. 】

"……I am here?"

【Are you interested in personally contacting a Primarch? 】

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Traasin came with great anticipation.

Traasin left with a heartbroken heart.

Fortunately, his arrival was not empty-handed. At least the porcelain-steel bibimbap and amino porridge served for three people was in line with the Primarch’s recognition of corvée rewards: a serving of less than one Terra standard Recruitment, in exchange for excessive rations, isn't this very fair and just.

Of course, the overlord of the Necrons doesn't care about these things: he's just thinking about where to change his body: this one is absolutely, absolutely useless.

And during the unexplainable hour experienced by Sergeant Traasin, the Primarch completed other preparations with her handmaiden. With a heart of existence, after leaving sadly with lunch in hand, Morgan and her Virgo have already changed into a brand new [special effect bath water] for Midnight Ghost.

"……grown ups."

"Are you sure you want to replace your regular bath water with promethium?"

[They have a unique miraculous effect on sterilization, don't they? 】

(Insert interpretation: promethium is a common energy source in the Warhammer universe, which can be used in many ways, the most representative of which is undoubtedly the battle nun's... flamethrower)

"Then I can only hope they don't do wonders to the Primarch."

[Relax, my little maid, promethium is not only the opening song of the bonfire party, it also has many uses, refined promethium can even be used as a drink for mortals: so my dear brother will only feel the effect of billion points on the skin at most The burning sensation, that's all. 】

"But I think he's still going to... take issue with that a little bit."

[It doesn't matter, my blood brothers are all rational people who can have a good chat, even Conrad: Although he will be dissatisfied with promethium, once I propose to replace promethium with the plasma at my feet, He will feel that promethium is actually a very good choice. 】

"...very reasonable."

While talking, a master and a servant neatly tied up the midnight ghost whose whole body was lying down until there was only one left in the final realm, and then threw it into the high-pressure steam sterilization boiler burning refined promethium. The top of the pot is comparable to a Poison Blade tank, and it is tightly covered under the psionic power of the Lord of the Second Legion, and this boiler from the Riza mechanical priests lived up to expectations, and the temperature quickly exceeded that of the other One hundred degrees for the Primarch.

The pale body of Midnight Specter boiled and boiled with the bubbles of refined promethium in the closed boiler, making a gurgling sound like a carp being simmered in an iron pot, while the Primarch and her handmaid stood side by side. Looking at the progress of this luxurious sauna room, he was busy with his own affairs.

During this period, the Spider Queen once again thought of the topic she had just had a headache with, she put down the half-modified power gauntlet, and looked at Virgo.

[Ania. 】

"I am here, my lord."

Virgo responded while filling the high-pressure water gun with refined promethium. Her petite body was covered in a fat protective suit, like a teddy bear staggering up.

[Have I recorded anything about thousands of people in your memory storage? 】

"Once, my lord, but it was a long time ago."

【when? 】

"This is one of the first batches of data you sent me: with the character of the Lord of Humanity, if the ability of thousands of faces is really a gift from him, how can it be so priceless?"

[In other words, I actually realized this problem a long time ago, but I have been avoiding or ignoring it until now it hits me in the face again. 】

"Perhaps so, my lord."

"Perhaps your alertness is fading."

【How to say? 】

"At the beginning, in the memory you instilled in me, you were surrounded by dangerous or troublesome people, and there were very few individuals worthy of a little trust. You must always maintain extremely high rationality and ruthlessness. Like a small carnivorous beast in a dense jungle."

"But now, the situation has changed: surrounded by your sons and warriors, they have fanaticism and admiration for you that cannot be explained in words, and this kind of following and power brings a sense of security: it also makes you feel safe. You lose the peril you used to walk on thin ice."

【You think I've degenerated? 】

"It's not degenerate, my lord: just like you once told me, every real life is a villain who pursues laziness, and they will unconsciously stay in the false beauty until the cold wind of reality blows to them face, forcing them to make more changes.”

Morgan was silent for a moment.

[I did say that, my Arnia. 】

"So, my lord, do you think there is a problem?"

[There is indeed a problem, but I am still not sure where it is, so I can only make a general summary and rule it out: First of all, the ability bestowed on me by my genetic father is to allow me to unilaterally challenge The power that almost anyone can give and take is definitely not free. 】

"Indeed, my lord: the Emperor loves you less than that."

【…】

【yes. 】

"So you feel like: since you can look into anyone's heart and become the desire in anyone's heart, what must it cost you in the process?"

[This is a very reasonable thing, but I still don't know: what did I pay in the process? 】

[Before meeting Curz, everything seemed to be worthless. 】

"Is there any question for Curtz, my lord?"

[Do you know why I didn't easily use psionic energy in the confrontation with Koz: because I saw his soul at the first glance, as well as the madness and collapse in his bones, the sea of ​​his heart and mind has long been It's already a festering storm, and I can't imagine what kind of reaction it will have on my psychic energy once I get infected with that madness. 】

[Conrad is the eye of a walking typhoon, and everyone who gets close to him will be involuntarily drawn into it, stained by his madness and despair: but the worst thing is, I find that I seem to be extremely polluted . 】

[Conrad's despair seemed to affect me most violently. 】

[Or, there are some flaws or weaknesses in me that have strengthened this backlash to an extremely obvious level, and can even affect me personally. 】

[I clearly noticed: just thinking about some things about Midnight Ghost, my soul and heart are unconsciously becoming impulsive and crazy, becoming just like the filthy mess in Conrad's eyes. pain. 】

[I am becoming arrogant, paranoid and persistent, becoming like a non-existent shadow in Conrad's mind, a disgusting reflection that sings of law and order. 】

"So, you suspect that this matter is related to your ability?"

[After all, so far, this ability has not cost me anything: this is really unreasonable. I once optimistically guessed that this is because of my good luck. 】

【Until I saw Magnus who was equally lucky...】

"..."

"I understand, my lord."

[Did I also record Magnus's name in your memory sequence? 】

"Idiot, idiot, hopeless, part of the value has been extracted, there is still part of the value that can be extracted, the shield No. [-] individual worthy of attention, Ahriman's original body."

"Is there anything that needs to be amended, my lord?"

【not needed for now. 】

"Understood, my lord."

Virgo nodded, and at this moment, both master and servant heard the whistle of the pressure cooker behind them at the same time.

[Go ahead, Arnia, grab your long-pole bear trap, clamp him around the neck, and don't let him move around. 】

"Understood, my lord."

"What about you?"

[I am in charge of rubbing the mud. 】

"But we didn't bring a washcloth."

[I don't have a bath towel that can deal with these heavyweight situations, so...]

The Lord of the Second Legion slowly picked up the fruits of his labor just now.

[I used a power fist to modify a new bath towel, let’s make do with it: Anyway, I’m not the one who hurts. 】

"A decision of genius, my lord."

【But you have to wait a bit first. 】

Holding down the maid who was about to move forward, the Lord of the Second Legion first picked up the Seiko power hammer on the side, stabilized her pace, and slowly came to the steaming sterilization boiler. She took a deep breath, and then Calling for spiritual energy, he removed the heavy top cover.

"Morgan!!!!!!"

The top cover only exposed the narrowest gap, and a crimson figure covered in chains rushed out of it: Midnight Ghost's skin was already boiled red, but it was still far inferior to his raging eyes. Grinning his teeth, the look he gave the Lord of the Second Legion was enough to kill this Nostramo.

"you……"

"boom!"

Before she finished speaking, the Spider Queen raised her power hammer, swung it with all her strength, and hit Midnight Ghost in the face without hesitation.

The next moment, the furious Nostramo fell into the boiling refined promethium again, and the sound of gurgling and bubbles sounded again where he fell, responding to the Spider Queen's slow soliloquy .

【Sorry. 】

[I have no intention of continuing to chat with you yet. 】

Afterwards, Morgan turned his head and smiled at his little maid.

[Okay, let's start. 】

Virgo nodded, and grabbed the animal trap and the high-pressure water gun with both hands.

"Where to begin, my lord?"

【From his legs, remember to break them first. 】

"Understood, do you want to use a chainsaw sword?"

[...No, let's use a hammer. 】

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At the door, the two old guards on duty were looking at each other.

"Did you hear anything?"

"Heard it, you too?"

"Is it sawing trees inside?"

"I feel like I'm doing demolition."

"...sounds like a power drill."

"Like a blender."

"Yeah... Listen, I seem to have heard the screams of wild boars and Glocks."

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When Midnight Specter woke up again from a coma, he was hung above the boiler, his body was covered in red skin and dirt that hadn't completely faded away, and a kind of pain that spread all over his body was really felt in the next moment, It made him grunt involuntarily.

He blinked, the Primarch's gift reminding him of everything in an instant.

Then, there was a scream.

"Mo Guru Guru Gulu..."

Five meters away, Virgo held his high-pressure water gun with a calm face, and released the torrent of promethium to the midnight ghost who was suspended in midair, and a large amount of refined promethium was released into Curtz's body. throat until his screech became a desperate cough.

"What the fuck are you doing!"

"Sterilize, kill oral bacteria."

Virgo blinked, her innocent face was like a newborn baby.

"You fucking gurgling gurgling..."

Virgo is not interested in listening to these filthy words, after all, she is still a real child, she is the same age as her master, only 19 years and more than 100 months.

But Midnight Ghost's pupils full of hatred are too eye-catching, so after Virgo blinked a little uneasy, she resolutely decided...

Increase the dose.

Until Midnight Ghost's entire face was flooded with a steady stream of refined promethium.

"Looks much better now."

Arnia hummed softly, and completed this round of flushing, while the Spider Queen who was resting at the side pressed the switch, causing Midnight Ghost to be captured by gravity again, and smashed into the boiling sea of ​​promethium in the boiler , and before Conrad emerged from it, the trap in Virgo's hand had already skillfully grabbed his throat and held him inside.

Morgan stepped into the boiler, holding the tattered power washcloth in her hand, the Spider Queen didn't close the hat of the protective suit, because she was already sweating profusely from the long labor and closed environment , every inch of hair was firmly stuck to the cheeks and neck by sweat, and the originally pale face was now like a frost-colored peach full of dewdrops.

[During the period of time when you fell asleep happily, we have groomed you from head to toe three times, my dear parasite brother, the sum of the refined promethium used on you can already drown a lizard Man Ruth added a horse of Chagatai Khan. 】

"!!!"

Midnight Ghost didn't seem to want to accept the kindness from his blood relatives. Although he was trapped at the bottom of the promethium pool by tons of chains and fierce traps, the sound of rattling chains still spoke a thousand words in his heart. Thousands of languages.

Morgan raised her eyebrows, she waited patiently for a while: and soon lost the last patience, what are you kidding, she has been washing for hours, both physically and mentally tired, now there is no time Wait for this Nostramo madman to subside by himself.

then……

Great Silence: Seiko Power Hammer!

"grown ups."

Virgo spoke suddenly.

"He seemed to be trying to say something: something that seemed normal."

【…】

[Fill him out. 】

Virgo nodded, accompanied by the sound of water falling and the desperate choking and coughing of Midnight Ghost, the Lord of the Second Legion looked at his blood relatives indifferently.

【what you want to say? 】

"Cough cough cough..."

Midnight Specter coughed fiercely, staring at Morgan with resentful eyes, and the smooth skin he felt when his neck rubbed against his collarbone made him panic like a frightened beast. The guy gritted his teeth, desperately resisting the urge to spit out bad words, but after a short thought, asked a question.

"That move of yours... who did you learn from?"

【...Which one? 】

Morgan's eyes narrowed, and her face looked more knowing sarcasm than confusion.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! It's...that's the trick you used to turn the tide of the battle..."

"Where did you learn it!"

【You don’t think this kind of scum is a specialty of Nostramo, do you? 】

"answer my question!"

【Alright alright. 】

The Spider Queen responded casually, and then took about a second to think about the answer: she seemed to be born with this trick, or it seemed that she learned this despicable combat skill while fighting with her Dark Eldar friends. technology.

Of course, these two points are absolutely unacceptable things: after all, how could the radiant Queen of Avalon be a natural bad guy and a friend of aliens?
So……

……

[Jonson. 】

[I learned from him. 】

"……Who?"

【Jonson, the founder of the Caliban swordsmanship school, no one in the galaxy is more proficient in moves like this. 】

"..."

Midnight Specter blinked his eyes. He seemed to be dubious about the answer, but the clarity in his pupils established his precious first impression of the Lord of Dark Angels invisibly.

But soon, this understanding was replaced by a new kind of horror.

"you……"

"What are you doing with that thing!"

【nothing. 】

There was no sincerity in Morgan's smile. She lightly raised the chainsword, and slowly activated those deadly sawtooths. Amidst their whistling and flickering, the Lord of the Second Legion became more reasonable.

【You can stand your hair. 】

【but I can not. 】

"..."

#Koz Screaming#
"You fucking! You fucking stay away from me! You don't come here!"

【Ania, hold him down. 】

#Be bound Curz scream#

#Kurz screamed by choking water#
#Koz screaming continuously being beaten by a high-pressure water gun#
[Hey, you should have cut your hair long ago, but since your hair is too old, it is really rock-solid, and ordinary trimming methods are no longer effective. 】

[We had to take a somewhat unconventional approach. 】

[But don't worry, I'm kind enough to give you two choices. 】

[The first option, I can burn the melanin in your hair and replace it with a better and more beautiful color: maybe you would like silver hair or shiny pink hair? 】

"...Two! I choose two!"

[...You haven't even heard what the second option is? 】

"Fuck you! Leave me alone! I told you I'll choose two!"

【…】

【All right. 】

……

……

[I hope you will like the bald head. 】

(End of this chapter)