Emperor's Bane

Chapter 71 The Lion ([-])

[To: Luther Knight

It's been almost a Terra standard month since our last communication. I don't know if everything is going well with you, but with me, everything is fine.

The foundry world Shana has now completely become the operation center connecting the maelstrom area and the northeast of the galaxy. Every day, different expedition fleets can be seen casting huge shadows on the forges and factories here, as if the world never had daylight. Same.

Of course, the weather in the Forge World itself is terrible. I once traveled on the surface of Shana, where there are copper-colored deserts and ruins, and vicious hurricanes torture the ground endlessly. It is the smell of oily smoke and exhaust gas that fills the mouth. Most of them are poisonous. The air in the desert can poison an ordinary person within ten seconds.

Only in the Hive City full of factories, can there be filtered [safe] air, but it is still full of the smell of sulfur and soot.

However, the industrial hive itself is not a good place to admire. There are gears, pipes and cables all over the place. Many places have not been cleaned for a long time. I can't describe their smell. In those unimportant streets and sewers There are corpses that have become white bones all over the place, and the Mechanicians say that they are the ones who failed in the struggle and experiment, [the unfavored people].

And beyond the industrial hives are endless deserts and abandoned city clusters. I have traveled along a main road that runs through the entire world, but all I can see are sporadic airports, fusion reactors, and stellar energy collection. In addition, there are temples, hundreds of thousands of temples, large and small, enshrining the trinity divinity of Mechanic God, Om Messiah and Yuanli claimed by Mechanicism, listening to those worshipers The lectures are occasionally a good pastime.

Other than that, the world has nothing to cherish, and those bishops and priests put all their energies into forging, excavating, and intrigue with each other, and their battles are more powerful than any court I have ever seen. Conspiracies are more crude and complex.

Oh, right.

In Shana's main hive, I also met a very interesting guy, you can't guess his identity.

A shadow moon wolf!
Specifically, a team of Shadow Moon Wolves, the envoys sent by the No.16 Legion to the First Legion, took a short break in the Forge World to replenish supplies.

It's funny, isn't it, that their supplies last for days as soon as they are replenished.

This team is led by a very interesting guy, his name is James, and he is a diplomat who is particularly admired in terms of conversation and knowledge.

We chatted on the high tower of the hive capital. When the thick smoke in the factory dissipated, it was the only place where we could barely see the stars. He told me about the battle history of the No.16 Astartes Legion, and There is Cthonia, the home planet of their legion, which is a place that is more cruel and unbearable than Shana, but also full of charm.

My team and his team trekked together in Shana's desert for a few days. When he left, I had a new pen pal. I think I should share this happiness with you.

However, before leaving, he also told me that the battle on the front line is not going well now. The Alien Ran Dan seems to have assembled its forces again. The four expeditionary fleets deployed by the Empire at the forefront of the front line lost contact on the same day, At the same time, at least six galaxies fell on the other side of the battle line, and Ran Dan's battle moon appeared again, this time a full four.

The Warehouse World, which is the supply center of the front line, also fell in the next few days. You should know its fate better than me. There are still several key nodes that are now in the most intense competition. It is said that there are at least [-] Dark Angels Surrounded by Ran Dan, but the empire's fleet pierced through the encirclement again... Such news is uploaded endlessly on Shana these days.

I have to say that Ran Dan's vitality and combat effectiveness are indeed stronger and more stubborn than every alien we have ever encountered. The victory of the Sabis galaxy is enough to destroy almost all opponents in this galaxy, but now the distance from that It has been almost five or six Terra standard months since the first battle, and Ran Dan is still not defeated, and they have even recovered, even more fierce.

On Shana, fortresses and anti-aircraft firepower are now being built again. It seems that this world will once again become the front line. Those bishops and priests are quite dissatisfied with this matter, and they can often be heard publishing some complaining speech.

But that has nothing to do with me, because I will go to the front line again soon, maybe not Shana, but somewhere else, Ahriman is now receiving instructions, and he will tell us the next step.

At the same time, here, I once again apologize to you on behalf of Ahriman, Knight Luther, please forgive him for being unreasonable last time, you have to understand, after all... he is a member of the Thousand Sons Legion.

In short, war is coming to me again now. In most cases, I don't really like things about war and bloodshed, but I won't run away. I can't keep letters with you regularly if I'm on the front line I have contacted you on the Internet, I will try my best to contact you and send you some souvenirs, for example, how about Ran Dan's psyker's skull, you can use it as a bowl.

Finally, I wish you always keep the heart of the forest.

Your friend.

morgan. 】

Luther took the letter and read it over and over again.

In the never-ending work, he rarely showed a relaxed smile.

Especially when his eyes wandered to the end of the letter, and he saw the heart of the forest written by Morgan, his smile was full of memory and pride. The heart of the forest was exactly the card he taught Morgan earlier. Liban dialect, obviously Morgan couldn't help learning it seriously, and really remembered it.

He read the letter again before slowly putting it aside, and then his eyes turned to another correspondence.

That's from Johnson.

It was the first time Jonson had communicated with him since Sabis Galaxy.

Luther knew what the communication was because he had seen it once before. The old knight of Caliban didn't know if it was accidental or horribly deliberate. inquiry.

The Primarch didn't directly write his own question, he just sent a message from Morgan, and the long days of fighting side by side made it easy for Luthor to know Jonson's intentions.

Luther was only quiet for a while, and then he picked up a pen and wrote his evaluation of this mortal woman under Morgan's message.

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This person, safe.

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Morgan, from world 28-13 in the southeast region of the Maelstrom, is a member of the local ruling family.

The current governor of the world is named Semiramis, who calls herself Queen internally, and it is reported that he has a distant blood relationship with Morgan. Famous for luxury and extravagance, but its ruling foundation is extremely stable, and it is also extremely active in paying taxes to the empire. It is one of the most outstanding imperial governors.

According to our investigation, Morgan is the daughter of Maximilian, the deceased first imperial governor of the world, and her bloodline family has always been known for a special training system: they will secretly hide their children , change the name and identity, and carry out more than ten years of education and practical training. Only the heirs who have passed all the tests can obtain the status of the royal family and appear in the public's field of vision. It is reported that Morgan is the best since the emergence of this system. product.

She quickly became Maximilian's right-hand man after "Appearance". Before arriving, Maximilian had unified most of the world, and was the first to join the empire, becoming the first governor, and coercing all other kings to surrender at the governor's inauguration ceremony.

However, Morgan joined the expedition fleet of the Thousand Sons Legion after the inauguration ceremony. The specific reason is unknown. According to our investigation in this world, it is very likely that the conflict between her and Maximilian has not been well resolved. The resolution led to this exodus.

Maximilian was assassinated shortly thereafter, and the world soon fell into a civil war for power, but his most capable and powerful brothers were killed in the ensuing brotherly battle, especially the most powerful The two dukes, finally died in their duel with each other.

Then, as dictated by the world's succession laws, the second Semiramis [emerged] from training became the ruler of the world and inherited the title of Governor of the Empire.

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Nemir's report goes something like this.

And at the end of this report, he explained with some bitterness: Because the so-called royal training will completely destroy the information of each participant, and the participants will also undergo a thorough amnestic erasure, so they really did not find out about it. More information on Morgan.

But Jonson didn't care about that anymore.

He flipped through these materials casually, as if waiting for something.

After a while, he waited.

That was Luther's reply.

Zhuang Sen took a look, and then, the last thought in his heart had also been settled.

[Nemir. 】

"My lord."

[Bring her to the Indomitable Truth. 】

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Thousands of miles away, at a distance that cannot be described by even the most ethereal words, an old man's eyelids were trembling unnaturally.

Afterwards, he stood up, opened his eyes a little uneasy, and thought about something.

A moment later, he waved his hand, and the invisible wave tore apart the latitudes of worlds and galaxies, and opened a doorway that was enough to transmit sound at a distance of countless star regions.

Then, he waited quietly.

After about a cup of tea, a somewhat vague voice came from the other end of the passage.

[...Macado...what's the matter? 】

"My lord."

Despite being separated by thousands of stars, the emperor's handprinter still saluted respectfully.

"Excuse me, what step has your expedition progressed to?"

[...(indistinct sound)...I am ordering my fleet to go to Chogris, where the fleet and the world sang the story of an incredible Khan, I think... I have found another son. 】

"That's good news indeed."

Machado nodded.

【Yes... good news... Afterwards, I'm going to take Horus and Johnson to Moro. It's better to have it in my hands... otherwise, I don't feel at ease. 】

【So... what's the matter... Macado. 】

"There is one thing, my lord."

The pawprinter bit his lips that were too shriveled, thinking about how to tell the story.

"I just had a precognition, you know, just like before, but this time, the precognition succeeded."

"I saw a Primarch."

[The Primarch...my...which son? 】

"It's your daughter."

There seemed to be a silence on the other end of the passage.

[You said... the failed product? 】

"Yes, Morgan, about her."

【Is she awake yet? 】

"In fact, she may have been walking in the world for a while. Of course, this is my personal speculation and cannot be used as a basis for reality."

[That... doesn't matter. 】

[As long as I want... I can look at her. 】

[So, what did you see again? 】

The handprinter sighed softly.

"I saw the chess game, my lord, the chess game that you and I have played against each other for countless rounds. The chess pieces are gradually returning to the chessboard from every corner of the galaxy, and the curtain is opening little by little."

"But when we were fighting, pulling, and intrigue to the end, a hand suddenly stretched into the chess game. I couldn't be sure whether it was a hand that suddenly stretched in, or a certain chess piece on the chessboard. I finally have a will of my own.”

"But there's no question it messed things up."

【…】

The emperor was silent for a while before speaking again.

【So...you are worried...it will be Morgan...】

"Because the chess pieces in our hands just seem to have some problems, but they are not serious."

The handprinter lowered his head and continued to sigh slightly.

"Although we are making choices, it is always an extremely difficult thing to choose, not to mention, there may be another unstable factor now. I saw silver hair near that hand, And my instincts are telling me she knows something."

"She's not ignorant."

The handprinter felt worried about himself, but he only heard laughter from the other end of the passage.

[...She...Of course she knows. 】

"...my lord?"

【Don't worry...Macador...she knows...】

[This is, I allow it. 】

【Every scene she saw was with my permission. 】

(End of this chapter)