Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 213 205. Just Praise

In the small conference of Blade of Vengeance, the flag engraved with wolf's head and crescent moon is inlaid with fine and dense gold threads, hanging from the wall in a natural arc, and the huge chandelier is continuously shining. This is a bright and brilliant room. In the room, the clean white porcelain and the shiny gold complement each other, and together they pile up the glory that belongs to the Shadow Moon Wolf.

"Please come in."

Horus' kind voice came from the other side of the door, and Abaddon opened the door for Hades. The relatively large moon wolf raised his head and chest at the moment, as if he wanted to create an atmosphere, but unfortunately However, in front of the real big man Hades next to him, this kind of behavior did not have the expected effect.

"grateful."

Hades whispered to Abaddon who opened the door for him, and stepped straight into the room.

Horus didn't wear full armor. The Wolf God wore platinum short armor for training. The brightness of the room was reflected on the armor, giving Horus' every action a dazzling brilliance. More than a dozen The fluffy and supple fur lay quietly on the shoulders of the Wolf God, which was a tribute voluntarily given to the Wolf God by the submissive civilization.

Compared to the scarecrow Mortarion who didn't care about his appearance and let the poisonous gas and oppression permeate, Horus was like a gray wolf with smooth and fluffy hair showing off his might.

Hades prepares to salute—

"It doesn't have to be."

When Horus' voice came, it lacked a trace of his usual majesty, but added a touch of approachability.

"You are the hero of this battle, so you don't need to be so concerned about etiquette. These are the red tape of those mortal officials. The brothers between the legions don't need to be so unfamiliar."

When getting along with Mortarion, Horus found that the Death Guard generally didn't like etiquette, even those that were necessary. Of course, the Wolf Shepherd expressed his understanding, just like some brothers thought it was necessary respect and honor, Some bros totally loathe it.

Hearing Horus' words, Hades controlled his expressionless face. It was best to take off the helmet when meeting the Primarch alone. At this time, facial expression management is obviously necessary.

"Thank you, my lord. I am Hades, the commander of the Death Guard. In the name of Lord Mortarion, the head of the Death Guard, I have come to discuss with the Shadow Moon Wolves about many matters after the war in Druen."

Mortarion locked himself in the pharmacy room. It seems that the previous contact with Horus made the Lord of Death somewhat conflicted, so this matter was thrown out, and a lucky death guard was randomly selected. Management smashed.

Hades, who played dead in the medical room, was selected "randomly".

In the discussions of some legions, if the primarch himself is unwilling to come forward, other capable fighters in the legion can do it for him, not just Mortarion.

The Wolf God smiled, which was not a good thing for Hades, because Horus's smile was too provocative, and the Primarch knew how to mobilize the emotions of others and use them.

"You're still too nervous, don't be restrained, Hades, the Luna Wolves may not be as serious as the Death Guard, but I think sometimes the relaxed atmosphere is more suitable for fighters to come up with some radical ideas."

Hades sighed inwardly, the scheming Primarch is too scary, compared to Horus, people like Mortarion and Perturabo are cuter, at least they won't say Such strange words.

"Thank you sir."

Hades nodded, this is not to blow water with Abaddon and the others, the conversation with the Primarch is not effortless.

What's more, Mortarion told Hades that he had sold Hades' information, and Hades had to be more careful at this time.

"How is Mortarion? I remember the last time I went to the Endurance, he didn't look very well."

"Thank you for your concern, Lord Mortarion. Everything is fine with Lord Mortarion, but recently Lord Mortarion is closed in the laboratory, so it is inconvenient for him to go out."

For the sake of obfuscation, Hades didn't mention the apothecary.

Horus blinked thoughtfully, "I didn't expect my brother to have such a hobby, so let him concentrate on research, this battle doesn't need him to worry too much."

Hades breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, but then Horus changed the subject——

"It's all thanks to your credit, Hades. If you hadn't led the Death Guard into the main city, this battle wouldn't have ended so quickly."

The smile on Hades' face froze.

Even though he already knew that Horus "watched" the video, at this moment he still wanted to say, Mortarion, thank you so much.

In all fairness, being affirmed by the strong should feel pride from the heart, not to mention that the one who unreservedly boasted of Hades at this moment is a Primarch, a demigod of the Milky Way.

In Horus' cognition, any space warrior he boasted about could not bear such a weight. They would hold their heads up straight and their chests proudly like little wolves with their heads held high. , Then tell your story again, or ask for credit in a seemingly humble tone.

However, Hades didn't react like that, he was still standing like that, Horus even felt a little tired?

For Hades, this is really unnecessary, he is not the kind of person who advances by glory, maybe this is very important for those fighters who often work hard and are not noticed, but for Hades , he has no such need.

Even though Horus deliberately created an environment of honor, Hades didn't really immerse himself in it.

Hades even started to feel embarrassed.

"Thank you for your praise. This is just something that must be done. I don't think much about it. If this move can quickly end the war, then I will do it."

Hades didn't say anything more, which didn't meet Horus' expectation, but the Primarch didn't show any impatience because of this, and Horus' expression became more peaceful.

"This is rare humility. I think it is lucky for the Death Guard to have a fighter like you."

"Haha, I'm a little jealous of Mortarion."

The Wolf God clapped his hands and laughed, and suddenly looked at Hades mysteriously, "After all, special fighters like you are not common, don't worry, I promise Mortarion to keep it a secret."

Of course, Horus hoped to win over a powerful warrior. He admired them and never spared his praise. What's more, he also wanted Hades to reveal more.

But Hades is still too restrained, the death guard somehow has a cautiousness that is deeply hidden on the surface.

Hades took a deep breath in his heart, and greeted Mortarion again. Unfortunately, the primarch remained invincible in the attack of the ancestors. "Thank you for your understanding. I am indeed rather special. This has caused some confusion to me and the legion."

Horus smiled at Hades, "Perhaps there will be answers to your doubts in other legions, don't worry, you will meet them."

In fact, Hades took most of Horus's words in his heart to win people's hearts. Horus really liked to admire and win over soldiers from other legions.So Hades automatically didn't believe Horus' words. After thinking about it, Hades decisively threw this sentence into Horus' casual empty check.

In his knowledge, unless it was the two Primarchs who disappeared, the other Legions did not have a deep understanding of the existence of the Untouchables.

What Hades didn't know was that his image had been completely distorted in Horus' eyes.

"hope so."

In the end Hades said so, and after realizing that his words could not substantively make Hades say more information, or make Hades feel more fond of Moon Wolf, Horus also quickly changed the topic. Cut to Druen.

　Also, wait for the code
　　
　
(End of this chapter)