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

Chapter 269. 260. Back Home
The corn in the fields grows really lush.

Walking on the ridge, Hades stretched out his hand thoughtfully, and the corn leaves brushed against his arm, making a rattling sound.

The corn seedlings transformed by the sages are obviously taller. These originally low white corns have become taller than a person. Their height used to reach Hades' chest, and now their height can reach Hades' chest.

The field was very quiet, and there were no people there. Babarus people were as rare as ever. In the distance, a large agricultural trailer was roaring, and in the distance, at the edge of the line of sight, the sickle shimmered silently.

That was Mortarion's sculpture, and it was entirely a spontaneous proposal of the Barbarus people. When the Death Guards were fighting in other lands, the Barbarus people, who were gradually getting rich, initiated crowdfunding and erected a tall statue with the funds raised.

The tall Mortarion stood in the middle of the most prosperous city of Barbarus.

Hades and Mortarion, who don't have any artistic skills, can't do this kind of work.

Hades narrowed his eyes, staring at the sculpture.

This was not Mortarion of the Legion. He was not wearing power armor. On the contrary, he was Mortarion of Barbarus.

Holding the sickle in his hand, he pointed at the tallest mountain.

It's a good idea. Hades still remembers Mortarion, who said they wanted to investigate when they went down the Stormbird just now, with a dull expression on his face.

Hades was beside Mortarion, pointing at the large sculpture, and he was sure he was trying to hold back a laugh.

"Mortarion, this is a symbol of the Barbarus' love for you!"

The Lord of Death seemed to want to say something, but Mortarion stared at the sculpture for a long time, and finally choked out a few words,
".No need to be useless"

But this did not prevent Mortarion from going around the large sculpture several times later, and then staring at the flowers at the foot of the sculpture and talking to himself for a while.

The sluggish Primarch strolled under his large sculpture, unaware that there were more and more Barbarians gathering in the square. It seemed that Mortarion would have to solve the trouble he caused by himself later on. The witty Hades decided to slip away. Mortarion, accompanied by Vox and the Gravekeeper, would be fine.

He didn't want to watch the large-scale Mortarion fan meeting in a while. He had seen enough when he was on Babarus.

So Hades ran away decisively after leaving a few words.

Compared with places with many people, the wasteland with few people is more suitable for Hades. Although Barbarus does not have a wasteland in name now, it is either a grassland or a farmland.

Anyway, when Hades was on Babarus, he didn't have much contact with the crowd.

After getting rid of Mortarion and his party, Hades gained rare free time. He first visited the original cemetery based on his memory. Due to the change of terrain, it has now become a lake. The blue lake calmly reflected the clouds in the sky, and he also looked at Hades calmly.

It's nice, it's a quiet place.

Hades squatted down and pulled the lake water with his hands, the ripples slowly swayed, and soon calmed down again.

Hades looked at himself in the lake. Fighting is a waste of time. Before you know it, someone else's life will pass by again.

Lysa also died, died on the Babarus star ring, as the pioneer of star ring community medical care, her body was kept in the largest hospital in the star ring.

He also thought about burying Lysa with her, but little Lysa had her own agenda.

Hades thought about it, and it seemed that what he did was not a human thing. He took away the two children of Lysa's family to the battlefield, and did not leave a single one behind.

Lysa didn't scold him either, probably she didn't dare to scold him either.

She didn't scold him then, and now she has no chance to scold him.

Hades fiddled with the water for a while in boredom. It was no fun to entangle the dead, so he left.

Although it was cool not to have to listen to speeches by Mortarion's side, Hades really had no idea what to do when he slipped out. He just stayed in the legion and worked as a cow and horse. Apart from eating, he didn't develop any hobbies.

Hades glanced thoughtfully at the white corn next to him. Although it was not ripe, he could
No, no, he can't eat the crops grown by others. Hades still has face, integrity, and etiquette.

So Hades continued to stroll casually in the field, although he didn't eat, he was still eating.

It would have been nice if the corn had grown so big, Hades thought, so he wouldn't have to worry about what Mortarion would eat every day.

Seeing that Mortarion doesn’t eat much in the legion now, he used up the entire village’s leftover food and forced Hades and Karas to cross-village to beg for him. He still hates Hades for eating too much!
Hades strongly condemned this.

As he walked, Hades smelled a familiar aroma of fried grains.

Uh?
It's okay anyway, Hades strolled past, and Xi Ti pupil earthquake.

Is that another statue?
What the fuck? !
The full-length figure carved out of black stone was dim, and his whole body was covered by a worn and ragged cloak. The figure sat bowed on the stone, holding a tall sickle in both hands, as if he was watching the field, or simply fell asleep.

And the aroma that Hades is familiar with comes from a small bag hanging on the sickle.

This is him, is this a statue of Hades?

Although it is much simpler than Mortarion's sculpture, and it is only the size of an adult, it is enough to shock Hades.

Laugh at Mortarion, be Mortarion, thank goodness Mortarion isn't there.

Hades was amazed, and circled around his statue several times. He didn't understand, why did he have a statue?

Hades's initial reputation on Babarus can be said to be hated by people, and only a few people pitied him and were willing to chat with him.

Hades touched it with his hands, his sculpture covered his face with a cloak, so no face was carved, tsk tsk, Hades wanted to see how handsome they could think of Hades.

Hades was a little narcissistic for a while, and then decisively took off the grain bag on the sickle. He was familiar with it, and the villagers gave him rations in the same way back then, but they usually hung him on a wooden stick.

He was impolite, it was all for Hades anyway, and he signed for the sculpture himself.

Soon the bag of cooked miscellaneous grains ran out. Hades pouted and emptied the bag. It was indeed gone.

There was a rustling sound, and Hades turned his head boredly, and saw a tiger-headed little boy with a stick coming out of the cornfield beside him. He looked about six or seven years old by visual inspection.

The boy saw Hades squatting next to the sculpture like a stalker, holding an empty grain bag in his hand. He pointed to Hades and looked at Hades' sculpture in shock.

Humph, Hades thought, little brat, worship him, Master Hades himself is here.

Then he saw water splashing in the boy's eyes——

Oh no!why are you crying? !

"Don't don't don't cry! What's the matter with you, kid?"

Hades swore that he used the gentlest voice and the most peaceful expression. He didn't dare to stand up. With his size, he might not be intimidated by the other side when he stood up.

"Brother is a death guard, what do you have to tell brother, brother will help you."

Bah, Hades thought in his heart, you are an uncle in your decades, and you still call yourself a brother, shameless.

Maybe Hades was really kind, or the name of the Death Guard bluffed the boy, so the boy stopped crying and looked at Hades wiping his tears.

"You ate my tribute to the dead Lord Hades."

The boy spoke hoarsely, and Hades was almost sent away by the first sentence.

Hades thought for a while, continued to speak, and at the same time beckoned the boy over with his hand,

"I'm the Death Guard. I know Lord Hades. Why did you send him food? If you have anything to say to him, I can tell Lord Hades for you."

"It's my apology for accidentally eating your food."

Facts have proved that Hades is still good at fooling people. The boy walked slowly to Hades and asked Hades,
"Really, do you know Lord Hades?"

"Really, I know Master Hades, and I am very familiar with him. If I lie to you, I will be a dog."

Hades said solemnly, and said a few words in his heart by the way.

"Well, I believe you, Lord Death Guard."

The boy said bluntly,
"I hope that I will meet Lord Hades and tell him that I want to be like Lord Hades, protecting the village and others."

"Not only Lord Hades, but others also protected the village, and Lord Mortarion."

"That's different!"

The boy snapped his mouth and began to justify the idol,

"Master Hades is a lone hero! Wandering alone in the wilderness without the help of others! And they don't even know it! I have drawn a map of Lord Hades's path. He is consciously using the smallest range of activities to cover the most villages!"

Thank you for complimenting me, I'm really nb.

Hades silently thought,
"Okay, I will pass these words on to Lord Hades, do you have anything else to say?"

The boy swallowed,
"Tell Lord Hades, I will train hard, eat hard, and help my father collect corn. When I reach the age, I will go to the school on the star ring to study."

"I want to be, Death Guard!"

Hades blinked,

"If you become a death guard, you can't cry all the time."

The boy blushed instantly, sucking his nose,

"I won't cry, I'm a man! It's just that you eat the tribute I made with great difficulty, and I feel bad."

"It's hard to do well, aren't these the most common dry food?"

"No, there are some seeds that can only be found in the mountains, because they are too unpalatable and bitter, and people have long stopped planting them."

This was a bit unexpected for Hades,
"Won't you use other grains instead?"

"How can it be! This is disrespectful!"

"The fried dry food dedicated to Mr. Hades has a fixed formula, and I followed everyone to the mountains early to find seeds."

"Everyone? Not just you?"

Hades was more and more surprised,
"Yes." The boy nodded, "I will offer food to Lord Hades, praying for no disasters this year and a good harvest in the fields, and those who eat the tribute will be blessed and have the opportunity to become a death guard."

Hades was silent. So in Barbarus, did he become some kind of land father?

"That is to say, Hades has more than one sculpture?"

"Of course there is more than one! Lord Hades guarded so many villages back then, how could he just set up one—"

Hades' expression suddenly became serious,

"Little devil, I am Hades. Take me to find those sculptures. After you find them, we will split the spoils. You two and I eight."

"What?! You are here, what are you talking about?!"

Hades used the device on the gauntlet to project his number and name,
"Literate? Brat, watch out, this is HADES, Hades."

The boy stopped talking, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Hades in shock,
"But you. But you just now"

"Wow," Hades said.

The boy passed out in shock, stammering and pointing at Hades, his face flushed as if he was about to cry again,
"Never mind this, I'm Hades, take me to the sculpture, I'm running out of time."

Hades stared at the boy sincerely, "I'll take you to play, and you guide me."

He stretched out his hand, signaling the boy to come over, the boy walked over hesitantly, Hades smiled slyly,
"Are you ready, don't cry—"

Hades stood up abruptly, picking up the boy by the way.

He patted the boy in his arms,

"Walk, walk, show me the way, and your Lord Hades will take you to experience the speed of the wind."

So on the same day, a laughing wind dog appeared in the field of a nearby village and ate all the grain bags on the sculpture of Hades.

Mortarion watched Hades silently, and handed him a pastry from the banquet.

Hades waved his hand and burped,

"Don't eat, I'm full."

Mortarion raised his eyebrows, "Hades, you're not going to eat the villagers' crops, are you?"

"Am I that kind of person? Mortarion, am I that kind of person?!"

"You are, judging from your behavior of running away after leaving a word, you are that kind of person."

Mortarion silenced Hades' sophistry with one word.

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