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

Chapter 297.

No one expected that the person who came to Terra this time was Regent Malcador.

In many cases, the contradictions between the Primarchs will indeed attract the attention of the highest officials of the empire, but usually the envoys who arrive will be the Forbidden Army—Regent Malcador’s personal appearance is indeed beyond the expectations of people who know the truth.

In fact, Malcador the Mageweave did not get on well with some Primarchs, especially Horus.

Perhaps it was because the emperor had given too much power and trust to this gloomy immortal, and because the regent Malcador had been managing the huge and complicated bureaucratic system of the empire, the Wolf God did not think that Malcador was a "respectable".

Perhaps, Horus' distrust is also related to the missing brother.

Malcador is also aware of the private evaluations of the Primarch, especially Horus, but due to political considerations and the wishes of the Lord of Humanity, when the ships from Terra slowly sailed out of Mandeville Point, they first Went to the territory of the Shadow Moon Wolf.

No one knows exactly what they talked about, but when the other two sides of the incident arrived, Horus maintained a kind of polite and political tolerance, while the slender face of Regent Malcador remained humble. And a majestic smile.

Hades didn't think it would be a good idea to reunite the two Primarchs after Mortarion and Konradkoze had fought each other.

But it seems that Malcador doesn't care about this, and it may also be because this powerful psyker can hold down all the Primarchs present.

They invited the Night Lords and the Death Guard to a secret meeting room on Vengeful Spirits, and Mortarion was irritated by this. He didn't want Konrad Curze to appear within 1000 meters of Hades, but Malcador Named Hades.

Damn psykers.

This is Mortarion's assessment of Malcador.

So they were here together, and rushed to the meeting room of the Spirit of Vengeance together. Malcador's personal arrival made the three legions fall into a subtle depression, and the atmosphere was very subtle, very subtle.

Hades was like a visitor visiting Vengeful Spirit for the first time, curiously looking at the corridors they passed through. Others might not be able to see it, but Hades found that all the routes they passed had been laid out Lots of weapons—

And the content of mortal servants is very small, most of the soul fires detected by Heiyu are bright and tough, and they seem to be legion soldiers.

It seems that the chaos left a deep impression on the Wolf God... not only on his two crazy brothers, but also on Hades' black domain.

Hades thought silently.

And in the perception of the black domain, he can "see" that Mortarion is quite nervous, his soul fire is dancing like a conflagration flame; at the other end, at a far enough distance, Konrad Koz The fire of the soul is a little barren and chaotic, and at the same time trying to leave the scope of the black domain.

Hades didn't let him succeed. Even if the black area was diluted again and again, he would never let Konrad Koz out of his sight again. He needed constant vigilance.

Though Mortarion next to him looked like an overwrought oversized bodyguard, looking ready to swing his scythe or throw the grenade from his belt at any moment.

Hades thought that Mortarion must be scolding Malcador's arrangement in his heart.

Eventually they arrived, and Malcador sat there, scanning the group with thoughtful eyes from under his hood, a meaningful glance at Hades, and then darting past Mortarion (which was a big deal for both of them). , is a kind of letting each other go), he glanced at Curz, the hunched giant seemed to be stabbed by his eyes, then glanced at Sevita, and finally Malcador closed his eyes.

Horus stood up to welcome his brother. Horus gave Mortarion a slightly tired and warm smile, and then smiled apologetically at Hades, but with Curze and Sevtar, The wolf god's smile faded quickly.

Curz and Savita obviously turned a blind eye to the changes of the Wolf God.

In fact, everyone present ignored the aura emanating from Konrad Koz—the Lord of the Night has changed, he has become... more depressed and melancholy, showing a silence after madness .

Sevtar wished to block those prying eyes and malicious considerations for his father, but he was only a space warrior, so he could only stand upright silently, without showing any timidity or fear.

After Horus's welcome faded away, Malcador's voice sounded,

"Mortarion, Conrad, which of you will come first?"

[In my absence, it is impossible for me to allow him to be in the same room with my commander again. 】

Mortarion's voice sounded calmly, but Konradkoze, who was called, remained motionless.

"Then let's talk about it."

Malcador didn't hesitate, the old man got up holding the scepter, and glanced at the meeting room.

Mortarion didn't move, and the Lord of Death looked at Konrad Curz, who was far away in the hall, with undisguised disdain and hostility.

Conrad Koze's black hair covered most of his face, like a bony and hunched monster, facing Mortarion's hostility, Conrad Koze seemed to be as if the Death Guard didn't exist , he raised his leg and followed Malcador into the inner room.

When Konrad Koz's figure completely disappeared, the Lord of Death gave Sevtar a hard look, and then began to move his steps slowly and reluctantly.

Sevita felt a dull pain in his chest.

Horus nodded to the other two warriors waiting in the hall, and then entered the inner room.

Hades randomly picked a seat and sat down. In the dark of the hall, Seganus and Abaddon in heavy armor were deployed, and they also led dozens of Luna Wolves.

But this time, Horus would not allow his moon wolves to be diplomatic.

Hades chose to believe in Malcador, and reduced his black domain by the way, because Malcador's psychic power was also frighteningly high. Within the detection range of the black domain, Hades felt that he was looking directly at a small sun.

Sevtar silently reviewed the hall for a week.

The atmosphere was heavy throughout, and the commander of the Death Guard sat in a chair rather casually, as if he was not the center of this giant vortex.

Even the furiest storm has the calmest eye in its center.

Sevtar walked over cautiously, he was betting, and he hoped to try to do something for the Eighth Army, so he sat opposite Hades.

Hades, who seemed to be still in a daze, moved his gaze, and he looked at Sevtar. The death guard, who was obviously larger than the regular space fighters, gave Sevtar a sense of oppression.

Sevita licked his dry and thin lips.

"Maybe we can talk."

Hades laughed.

"of course can."

he said, while the red light in his left eye stared straight at Sevtar.

Sevita felt the wound on his chest start to hurt again.

　Also, I mainly think about how to write interactions next.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)