Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 404 It is written between the lines
Perturabo BC sat reading the latest memorandum for the future written at his request by the man he had chosen.

He looked through the table of contents and opened the section marked "Highest Priority".

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- In summary, the role of the Thirteenth Primarch Robert Guilliman at this point in time in this year is particularly important. It can even be said that he is the most central figure in the most important events before the end of this year and the arrival of a new millennium. Many major events will revolve around and depend on his existence and resurrection.

The actions and directions of many departments and organizations of the Golden Throne and Terra depend entirely on the time, place, method and people present when their people awaken.

Therefore, I have specially prepared a short-term plan memorandum for this purpose, but due to the selection of its content, it is divided into four different plan branches as follows.

Plan A: We will immediately and as quickly as possible send a special elite team to Macragge and the Temple of Rectification as quickly as possible by any possible means, whether it is by deception or by robbing, in short, we must get him and his stasis shrine coffin back as soon as possible before Robert Guilliman wakes up, so that "Robert Guilliman wakes up under Perturabo's care" becomes a fait accompli, and at the same time, it would be best to try to instill in his mind the idea that we are friendly forces before he wakes up.

- Note: The advantage of this plan is that we can enter in the name of the Forge World of Bellacan in the early stage, but the key talents needed for resurrection and brainwashing are lacking, and the only personnel we have do not have enough relevant knowledge. And we are not sure that we can resurrect Guilliman on time and smoothly as originally planned; in addition, the Death God Army and other Imperial troops that may come here directly with the help of divine power and the Webway Gate are also a tricky point.

"...The Death Army is not an unsolvable problem, but your idea itself is obviously problematic!... Well, actually if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible to implement. Well, but it requires a lot of preparation... It's a pity that Utherma Atla is not here. Let me see what the next one is."

Perturabo muttered, and his white furry paws flicked and turned a page, and the contents of the new plan appeared before him.

Plan B: We will immediately and quickly dispatch a special elite team to Macragge and the Temple of Rectification by any possible means. No matter if it is deception or disguise, we must be there when Robert Guilliman wakes up and we cannot let him be resurrected by others. In other words, we must let others see that Robert Guilliman was resurrected by our team. The benefits of this are more obvious than those of Plan A, and we can save a lot of publicity and persuasion work, but the risks are also huge. For example, before he is resurrected, he may have to withstand attacks from more than one party, and he must be resurrected as soon as possible under such pressure. I think the normal attack intensity is acceptable. What I am worried about is psychic power and alien gods who cannot speak human language. If this plan is implemented, we should focus on strengthening countermeasures in this regard.

——Note: This plan can also use the name of Bellacan to easily enter Macragge in the early stage, but there is also a serious lack of key talent in the later stage. At the same time, it should be noted that the steps of this plan contain a slight possibility that if the timing is not good enough, the resurrection process of Do-Belisarius Cawl and Iverene is interrupted, which will lead to the real death of Robert Guilliman. If you choose to implement this plan, you should pay attention to preparing countermeasures for this unexpected situation and subsequent developments.

"Obviously, the word 'weicun' and the concerns expressed in this note are very accurate, indicating that you have begun to understand the nature of how some people do things." The dog snorted coldly, then turned to the next page.

Plan C: We will immediately and quickly begin tracking the movements of Ivrenee's Death Army and Belisarius Cawl, and choose to kill, replace, persuade, or bluff them depending on the situation...

"It's not interesting," Perturabo BC commented grimly. "I'm not at the point where I need to impersonate the idol worshipped by the pointy-eared people, but Kawl..."

He paused to pull up some information from the private database again, tapping his paws on the mahogany tabletop and thinking for about twenty-two seconds.

"Hmph." The Demon Shepherd then reattached some information to the plan and opened the last branch of the plan.

Plan D: We should immediately prepare for a search, find Cawl ahead of the Death Army and add a little brotherly love to the unequipped Armor of Fate on his ship.

——P.S. You know what I mean.

- PS: The biggest obstacle to this plan is whether Cawl himself will reveal the true location of his precious cargo, and how to change his mind and ensure that all his clones are synchronized.

The dog put down the memo and fell into deep thought.

————————“By the way, I have a question, baby Pepe.” After finishing a whole day of desk work, the Fourth Primarch’s body had taken a bath and the dog had brushed his teeth. As they were lying drowsy on the twenty-two-foot bed, one of them suddenly thought of a spiritual problem that he had subconsciously ignored for a long time.

"Um……?"

"It suddenly occurred to me that we are still repeatedly arguing about the quality of the planet's conscription population, and pharmacists are also in great short supply. However, there are obviously still many of your descendants in the universe, right? Why don't you go find them or ask them to come to you?"

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"Wait a minute, no one would really procrastinate and try to avoid such an easily solvable problem just because they feel awkward or embarrassed, right? No way, no one would do that?!"

"Of course not!" The dog finally roared in anger, "Those are my offspring, they are more or less related to me, so I have to be very careful. It will be safer if I don't tamper with them." He said this at last.

"And," Perturabo BC turned his head, "I will certainly make it up to them. I will."

"Of course, compensation is fully justified, but I think what you really owe them is a solemn apology in person. Explanation... any explanation in the face of something like this would be pale, although I suggest that you can prepare one for anyone who wants to hear it." Ramizarn suggested seriously.

Perturabo said nothing more at last;

"I understand what you mean, but for me to apologize to them and say those three words, I feel like I'm not myself anymore, do you understand?"

"…What do you mean you are not yourself anymore? What are you talking about? In other words, you know exactly what is right and what is wrong, but you feel that if you apologize, you will lose everything you have been holding on to, right? I think the beginning is always the hardest, not as good as you…"

"You should go to sleep! You can continue writing your memo to me tomorrow."

"Ouch. But isn't tomorrow a day off?"

"There are no days off for Iron Warriors," the dog replied grimly, and began trying to dig a comfortable indentation in the mattress with his paws to nestle in. "You're going out with me tomorrow."

"What if I'm tired and just want to lie down?"

"Recite the Iron Litany and get over it."

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(End of this chapter)