Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 186 City Governor Teska (Single Chapter)

Imprisoned alone in a cage called the body, Tesca could only watch what was happening in front of him.

===Teska's Past Memories===
As a veteran officer during the Great Crusade, he chose to retire from the expedition fleet to which the Word Bearers belonged after meeting the conditions for retirement.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to obtain those so-called military achievements, but that as a religious family nobleman born on the site of the Perfect City, he still has a lot to consider.

Compared with those lower-class young people who are always passionate, Teska, who has experienced too many incidents, thinks that he has almost reached the age when he should think about other things.

Coincidentally, he is the only one in the entire family who has the conditions for the election of the new Perfect City City Governor.

As for those so-called military exploits, it is enough to hand them over to other people in the family.

In the end, relying on his outstanding eloquence and management ability, Teska successfully took the position of Governor of the City.

And the person who was confronting him in front of him was the clerk who had followed him for decades.

Carl Vicar was born in an ordinary family of believers, but it was just such a person who should have been completely insulated from the management, who was actually taken by a Primarch in an accident, and eventually became Teska the clerk.

(Perhaps this is why Carl Vicar was really spotted.)
Looking at Karl Vika, who was exuding golden light and was able to look at the terrifying existence possessing him at this moment, he couldn't help sighing.

In fact, Tesca has always regarded Karl Vicar as his successor.

Compared with those who are not incompetent, they are just ordinary descendants who have disappeared from everyone.

He believes that Karl Vicar, who was chosen by Lorgar, is more suitable to be the next governor of Perfect City in a sense.

But what good would it do his family?

Kelia in the distance has already said it all.

This is also the reason why Karl Vika took her to evacuate first.

Teska knew very well that it was impossible for him to escape alone. In that case, not to mention that he would bear the name of cowardice, the whole family would face liquidation afterwards.

Even if the empire does not do this kind of liquidation, the other families around will be more than happy to do it for them.

Teska is very clear that in the face of absolute interests, the most difficult thing for human beings to maintain is the so-called reason.

Of course, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.

Teska's plans were completely derailed after he got that call.

He never dreamed that the group of Word Bearers stationed here were the main instigators of this "corruption".

This also explains very well why the group of Astartes, who call themselves the Emperor's Angels, would be indifferent to such a change in the Perfect City, and put all the responsibility on the Governor of the City.

He didn't even have time to turn around and tell Karl Vika to let him go first, when he was surrounded by the holy city guards around him.

After trying to shout a few times, and the family bodyguards secretly protecting him failed, he seemed to understand something.

Turning his head to look at Duke, the officer next to him, he asked, "Have you converted to those heresies long ago?"

Apparently, his question was met with only one jeer.

"Who do you think is in charge of the perfect city?"

Hearing this, Teska frowned and asked tentatively, "Did Cole Farron ask you to come?"

It seemed that he felt a bit guilty after being seen through, Duke could only say perfunctorily: "That's not something you should ask, handcuff it and take it away."

After finishing speaking, Duke waved his hand to signal the two elite Holy City Guards to start working.

Seeing this, Tesca has roughly figured out the cause and effect of the corruption of Perfect City.

This is not an accidental heresy at all, but a premeditated subversive action.

And if it is the traitors within the Word Bearers who want to overthrow all of this, Tesca obviously has nothing to do as the governor of the city who belongs to the Word Bearers both in name and in fact.

In terms of strength, he can't beat Cole Pharon;

In terms of strategy, he thinks he is still a little worse than Cole Pharon;
In terms of influence, apart from the miracle man on Malcador and Barbarus, in this world, it is rare to find mortals on an equal footing with the Astartes.

It is a right free from any control.

After the Emperor's return to Terra, these Astartes stood at the pinnacle of the Crusade Fleet's power.

In a sense, this can speed up coordination and dispatch in the Great Crusade.

After all, the advantage of centralization is that it can avoid unnecessary discussions in most cases.

But this is also the disadvantage of extreme centralization. If there are some problems with the head, his subordinates have no right to correct them.

At this moment, Teska is in this awkward position of subordinate.

He can clearly realize that that is definitely not an orthodox belief, and even once the situation continues to develop, a so-called "rebellion" will become an inevitable fact.

There was no resistance, because he knew that his resistance was meaningless.

It's not easy to make a person's life worse than death, especially this kind of trap that has already been arranged.

To be ambushed in his own base camp is also a situation that Teska did not expect at all.

Otherwise, he would have prepared a complete set of suicide equipment.

However, he didn't intend to die here, because judging from Duke's behavior, the existence behind this "corruption" seems to have plans to negotiate with him.

Otherwise, Duke, who is used to killing people to solve problems, would never talk so much nonsense.

And this means that he may still have a chance to come back.

(At least send out the situation here.)
After all, if Cole Farron is the mastermind behind all this, then those warning astrologers sent before must have been intercepted.

The whole journey was silent, only the sound of metal boots hitting the marble floor carved with various murals.

In fact, he is not familiar with this road.

Because at the time when the Perfect City was being built, he happened to be serving as a senior officer in the Mortal Auxiliary.

Compared with these newly built urban areas, he is more familiar with the so-called old church area.

And after he returned to the perfect city, the campaign for the governor of the city and the heavy burden like a mountain gave him no chance to breathe.

Everything seemed so tense, every second seemed so precious.

Keeping the holiest, most perfect, most Emperor-worthy city in tip-top condition was wasting his last days.

What does Tesca want most?
If he had to answer it himself, it would be glory and recognition, and the achievements that would allow him to be engraved in history books even after being reduced to ashes.

It is a pity that for various reasons he did not become an Astartes.

As a result, in the expedition fleet, almost everything he did was completely overshadowed by the dazzling brilliance of the Astartes.

In a sense, this is the most important reason why he chose to return to the perfect city.

For this reason, he even gave up most of the opportunities to communicate with the so-called "relatives" in the family.

Even his nominally favorite daughter, Kai Liya, is nothing more than a tool in his eyes.

Some "posing" from time to time can well show his kind and friendly impression.

This will benefit his subsequent urban governance.

For Teska at this time, facing such a difficult situation that could almost be judged to collapse completely, he felt a little excitement instead.

If he can break the game, maybe he can really be famous forever.

A successful city governor may only have a leftover position in the history books, but a city governor who turned the tide and exposed a group of traitors among the Word Bearers definitely deserves an entire history book alone.

But soon, the cruel reality woke up Teska severely.

In the depths of the central tower of the perfect city, he saw the black "meat".

Sitting on the dark throne, the false emperor opened his huge mouth full of deformed tumors towards him.

"I know what you want, and I will grant you power beyond those Astartes."

After finishing speaking, a black force shot into Tesca's body like a sharp sword.

This is not a negotiation, but a unilateral order.

No matter how strengthened and transformed Teska is, he is just a stronger mortal.

Facing this kind of divine mansion-level corruption, he has no resistance whatsoever.

In the next moment, he discovered the price required to obtain this power, and the way to fulfill his wish of leaving his name in history.

Of course, whatever happened next, whether Teska wanted it or not, he could only be a bystander.

The city governor who secretly planned and caused the rebellion-this alone is enough to "remember his name in history".

Of course, that would be based on the success of the rebellion.

===Memories end===
Like the surrounding time and space frozen by the domain, these revolving memories above only occupy a moment in the picture.

He could even clearly see the "frozen" flames on the torches in the distance like ice sculptures.

"Huh?" He continued after a slight pause, "You shouldn't be here, but I like this change."

Listening to the strange words that came out of his mouth, Teska couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all.

What happened to Carl Vicar?
Why does Karl Vicar emit such terrifying spiritual energy.

That mighty force even made the controller of his body feel a little afraid.

It's a pity that Karl Vika in the distance didn't make any response.

Therefore, apart from the fact that the two are in a hostile relationship, Teska did not get any valid information.

Without any nonsense, Karl Vika in the distance directly looked at him with a long sword burning with golden flames.

As if to tease Karl Vicar, he surged with the power of the subspace, as if preparing to carry out a subspace teleportation.

The surrounding scene began to blur because a subspace rift that was just big enough for him to pass was suddenly torn open.

Even Tesca could feel the ominous aura coming from the other side of the gap.

But just as he was about to make a short subspace jump and tease the existence in front of him, he unexpectedly appeared.

The golden long sword instantly grew several inches before losing its target.

In Tesca's view, it was a form usable by mortals, transformed into a form that the Astartes or Primarchs could use smoothly.

It was this sudden change that severely left a deep scratch on his shoulder.

It seemed that he made some emergency response. The moment his shoulder touched the golden long sword, the skin on the surface of Teska's shoulder that he controlled formed a thick blue hardened surface.

But even so, those golden flames still left a deep and visible scar.

Even though this scar was quickly filled by the distorted skin on both sides under the force of the subspace that surged in.

But Teska knew very well that those residual energies were still roasting his incarnation.

The power of the surrounding subspace began to roll and surge again.

This is the territory of the false emperor.

The armbands of reality and subspace have long been penetrated, so here he can exert part of his power.

Without any bells and whistles, he raised the corner of his mouth and punched Karl Vika on the forehead.

Unchanging is also a choice amidst ever-changing.

In this simple punch, there is even a blow of his gathering strength.

Although there is no violent force like Khorne, it is definitely not a blow that the sudden existence in front of him can bear.

This seemingly ordinary punch even contains the power to destroy the meaning of existence itself.

But in the face of such a terrifying punch, Karl Vika in the distance still didn't show any expression on his face.

Seeing this, he seemed to have regretted it, and immediately prepared to withdraw his fist and relieve his strength.

But at this moment, Karl Vicar in the distance moved.

It's just that it's not the hands that move, but the mouth.

"Reverse backtracking."

As soon as the words fell, His punch directly blasted into a golden crack.

Judging from the hand feeling sent back, he seemed to have hammered something.

And in the next moment, Teska noticed that he had a look of astonishment in his eyes.

And looking at the golden long sword stabbing towards his chest again, there was a hint of desire to escape in his movements.

Unfortunately, this escape obviously does not include the disposable Tesca.

"Pfft."

That was the sound of the golden long sword piercing into the chest.

Feeling the control of his body back in his hands and the pain that followed, Tesca felt helpless.

This is simply a sudden disaster, it belongs to the fight between the gods and the fish in the pond.

And in the sense of sleepiness that came after the helplessness, he felt a trace of despair.

How will he be recorded in history?
It was clear that whether or not the rebellion was successful, his name would be completely wiped from history by both sides.

Knowing politics well, he is all too familiar with the handling of this situation.

He used to deal with certain "contradictions" like this, but now it was his turn to be dealt with.

Perhaps it is his destiny to be thrown into the wheel of the torrent of history like garbage.

Closing his eyes weakly, he was ready to be the scapegoat.

This is the best choice, both for him and for his family.

"Your name will be erased."

This sentence was almost exactly what he thought.

But then, the remarks relayed by Carl Vika were completely beyond any of his expectations.

"Your hope is no longer here, you still have a mission to complete."

Hearing this, Teska felt a little puzzled.

His brain, which was down due to despair, started working again.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he asked with difficulty, "Why me?"

"Because of fate."

"You know why I'm doing this."

"that's not important"

Immediately, the golden long sword that pierced into Teska's chest was lifted fiercely upwards.

While tearing apart and purifying his broken and decayed body, he also picked out his soul.

Immediately, a rift appeared and brought Tesca to a magnificent monument.

In the center of this magnificent and ethereal "perfect city", Tesca's heart could not calm down for a long time.

All this is just a projection, a false, not yet existing object.

But it was such an unbuilt monument that brought a glimmer of hope to Tesca, who was drowning in despair.

"Have you realized it?"

…………

　The next chapter has an explanation of what seems to be a mess of this chapter.

　　The reason why this is written here is entirely because Tesca's perspective is limited at this time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)