Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 702 Space Necromancer: I am so grateful, the Emperor's kindness is never enough!
The sudden changes made the nobles of the Kalozasa dynasty wary and uneasy, and fear inevitably spread.

Within the cortical field of these living metallic aristocrats' heads, even more plasma molecules were colliding, transmitting information at millisecond speeds:

"A new attack from the Empire has arrived. How should we defend ourselves?"

None of the energy defense fields activated to intercept it. What kind of weapon or projectile could it be?!

"By the Emperor, this war may have been a mistake. The Empire has discovered our rebellious activities!"

"If we don't retaliate, are we just going to sit idly by and watch that state-controlled fleet destroy Fanes? We have no other choice!"

“We should have waited instead of retaliating immediately. Once the Empire understood Fanes’ loyalty, it would have stopped attacking.”

"You idiot, did you lose your mind sleeping in the cemetery?!"

"Gentlemen, sizzle... The attack from the Eternal Sphere cannot be stopped; this is already a declaration of war against the Empire."

"You fools of Fanes, if you don't want to be destroyed, hurry up and activate the new defenses! Those damned things are about to fall on our heads!"

The space necromancers communicate faster than humans.

Despite their quarrels, the nobles of the Kalozasa dynasty still fulfilled their duties.

The defensive systems, forged from black stone and special metals, were calibrated by the tomb engineers and immediately scanned the mysterious object falling from the sky.

However, the results of the scan surprised the dynasty's nobles.

Those things are completely harmless and not worth any defense against.

Specific information about that thing was immediately sent to the cortical field of the higher-level beings.

"Sheepskin... parchment?"

Zabock also received the latest information, and he looked at the object falling from the sky with considerable surprise.

That was the thing he was with day and night, the thing he knew best.

In fact, this was the method Ron chose for transmitting communications.

He used the mutated hive overlord to enter near-Earth orbit and scattered parchment leaflets across the main hive outside the energy defense field.

So unpretentious.

Parchment is the most readily available and resistant to erosion and interference, a material certified by the empire over millennia.

Using it to transmit information is very suitable, as it can minimize the interference of subspace and various energy fields on information.

It can also reduce the resistance of that living metal governor.

Ron's timing and manner of intervention were very subtle, subtly guiding the course of events and preventing the anger from spreading further.

After the parchments were proven to pose no threat, Zabok and the dynastic nobles breathed a slight sigh of relief.

They were somewhat relieved that the Empire's attack had not come.

After this near-miss, the space necromancers of the Kalozaza dynasty were no longer so determined to wage war.

The awe he felt for the empire was further strengthened deep within him.

They let the parchment fall from the sky, wanting to know what was going on.

Those substances that carry information don't appear out of thin air; something must have happened.

hum-

The energy of the Eternal Sphere boiled even higher, generating more heat, and the stellar fragments were poised to erupt.

As Zabok and the nobles looked up at the heat emanating from the devastating relic, many of them hesitated.

But in this situation, neither of them said anything.

Zabock took a parchment leaflet from the royal guard and read the text inside.

The moment he received the information contained within, the eerie green of the metal eye socket suddenly burst forth, and new energy ripples erupted from his cortical field.

A proclamation was written in Imperial script on the parchment.

That is, the Archbishop of the Third Diocese turned into a rebel under the corruption of chaos.

He wantonly ravaged the civilized world of the empire, carrying out heinous invasions and bombings against the loyal Fanes.

Fortunately, the Rift Lords Chapter discovered the Archbishop's treason in time and tried him and all the heretics and traitors involved in the case in the name of the Emperor and the Imperial Emperor.

The blood of heretics and rebels was used to commemorate the sacrifice of the loyal.

The Lord of the Rift has now discovered the attack marks on Fanes and, in the name of the Emperor and the Imperial Emperor, has ordered them to cease all attacks.

To avoid creating new tragedies.

In short, it's a blatant attempt to shift the blame, claiming the previous bombing was carried out by the Chaos traitors of the Third Diocese, and had nothing to do with the Empire.

Moreover, the Empire's Rift Lords Chapter rectified the wrongs, executed the Chaos traitors, and avenged the loyal Fanes.

Shouldn't we be grateful?!

"Your Majesty, Phanes is not a heretic or rebel; that is a slander by a traitor of Chaos..."

Zabock's electronic voice exuded intense emotion.

Upon seeing those words, he was overjoyed that the shame and filth of himself and the planet Fanes had been washed away, and that he remained a loyal being.

The living metal governor trembled, feeling a sense of relief as if his injustice had been washed away.

At this time, the nobles of the Kalozasa dynasty also received the information on the parchment.

They were discussing it amongst themselves, some expressing doubt, while others clamored for a halt to the attacks on the empire.

Many eyes turned to the living metal governor and the Dharma King on the throne, the being who held the supreme agreement of the Kalozasa Dynasty.

He will decide Phanes' ultimate fate.

zizi——

At this moment, the launch of the Eternal Sphere has reached its final stage, and even this area can feel the heat; stellar fragments are on the verge of exploding.

Once it is launched, the targeted Imperial warships and the surrounding area will suffer devastating damage!

"Your Majesty, we have made a mistake due to slander, and we cannot allow more mistakes to continue!"

Zabock's consciousness as the Living Metal Governor prevailed, and he finally made a decision.

He activated the Supreme Protocol, briefly taking over the devastating relic—the Sphere of Eternity—a feat achieved in milliseconds, bypassing the tomb's engineers.

While the launch of the Eternal Sphere cannot be stopped, its aim can be shifted, indirectly preventing the attack.

Accompanied by a heatwave, the devastating weapon erupted, briefly illuminating the atmosphere. Then, stellar debris flew into the void, transforming into a dazzling line of fire.

Fortunately, its position shifted, so it would no longer cause much damage to the Imperial warships.

After the stellar fragment was launched, more covert observations were on the planet watching its trajectory, while biological information was transmitted back to the brain worm for massive calculations.

That was Ron's cunning schemer, who was in a state of multi-line control, his consciousness like a super surveillance machine.

Try to avoid things getting completely out of your control.

That might be what the master of all change does: monitor all variables and guide related things.

However, due to the nature of His power, what He does is infinitely more complex than what the Savior does.

Ron determined the trajectory of the stellar debris and the changes in the space undead, and his anxiety finally subsided.

"Huh~
"The Crownless King is far more loyal to the Empire than I imagined. The loyalty of many planetary governors doesn't even match that of the Xenomorphs."

This was also a possible outcome that was expected, after all, life on this planet has always worshipped great emperors.

I've always considered myself a loyal person.

Even if war breaks out, it's only in the hope that the planet won't be destroyed.

Not to mention that the Dharma King, the Living Metal Governor, has served the Empire diligently for hundreds of years as the Planetary Governor, even regarding the eleventh tax as an honorable task.

In this situation, as long as you don't treat people like aliens or heretics like that bastard Flakeber did, and drive them to the brink of collapse.

There is generally no risk of rebellion.

Now that he has executed Freckber and sent a message to clear up the misunderstanding, he has proven the loyalty of the Kalozasa dynasty and the planet Fanes.

This rebellion was likely to end rather than continue. And indeed, things went as he predicted; after receiving the information on the parchment, the living metal governor's anger subsided considerably.

However, this was not the result Ron wanted.

The messages conveyed through parchment were not enough to fully gain the trust of the undead in space.

Once they calm down, they will likely have more to think about and have more doubts.

Moreover, what he wanted was the absolute loyalty and unwavering devotion of the Kalozasa dynasty to him, the emperor of the empire.

Then more emotional support is needed to evoke the awe and loyalty that has accumulated in the other person's heart.

Ron used the think tank to send new instructions to Anselmore aboard the Preacher, ordering them to come and assist in the defense and rescue of Fanes.

Then we just waited quietly for things to develop.

My previous arrangements are about to take effect, and I hope they will achieve the desired results.

Throne Area.

Zabok and the nobles of the dynasty looked out into space, awaiting the outcome of the Eternal Sphere's attack.

They did not want any Imperial warships to be damaged.

Fortunately, the stellar fragment bypassed the fleet and struck a barren asteroid, causing a violent energy eruption and a surge of magma.

From the perspective of Phanes, it looks as if an extra sun has appeared in the sky.

This will cause the planet's temperature to rise significantly in the coming period, but the energy released by the attack will cool down quickly.

It won't have much of an impact.

After the attack on the Sphere of Eternity ended, the nobles of the Zabok and Kalozaza dynasty returned to calm.

They were thinking about how to deal with the situation ahead and how to explain it to the empire.

"Could this be a trap set by the Third Diocese Fleet?" a space necromancer overlord suddenly wondered.

In the airspace, the fleet of the Third Diocese regrouped and headed towards Fanes Star.

They may be using lies to buy time.

If that fleet launches another attack, or simply waits for more Imperial troops to arrive.

What should we do then?

The information on the parchment may have quelled their anger, but it did not fully convince them; any misjudgment could lead to a new crisis.

That concerned Phanes's life or death, so more caution was required.

No matter what promises the self-proclaimed Lords of the Rift make, the crisis of trust and estrangement caused by the fleet bombing will not be so easily eliminated.

At this moment, the head of the tomb engineers reported another urgent piece of information:

"There is more energy reaction in the outer reaches of the Fanes galaxy, with unusually strong fluctuations, and a large number of unknown celestial bodies are moving toward this galaxy."

That could be a massive Imperial fleet!

Analysis of the signal energy fluctuations showed that they perfectly matched the parameters of Imperial warships, and only the Empire could mobilize a fleet of such scale.

"Could the declaration on the parchment truly be a lie the Empire told Fanes?!"

"The facts are clear: the Empire has never contacted or trusted this planet, and now it is sending a large army to press on its borders."

We must defend Fanes through war!

This news aroused vigilance and suspicion among Zabok and the dynastic nobles, especially the pro-war faction.

Any intelligent life that discovers so many fleets converging on the star system would assume it's a premeditated attack, or even destruction.

Nobody dares to gamble on that possibility.

"Your Majesty, please grant me a clue, let us know what the Empire intends to do to Fanes..."

Zabok sat on the throne, hesitant and uncertain.

Phanes was being invaded by aliens and demons, and only managed to hold them off by summoning the tomb army from the collapsed area.

Many cities and continental regions are engaged in defensive wars.

If that massive imperial fleet came with destructive intent, he should take action now.

Perhaps we can use the Eternal Sphere to attack the outer stars and use the massive overflowing energy to prevent the Imperial fleet from entering this star system.

This is the terrifying foundation of the Kalozaza dynasty; while resisting the invasion of alien heretics, it also nearly destroyed the fleet of the Third Diocese.

Now they want to use the space disaster to delay the Imperial fleet's entry.

However, due to their misconceptions, they regarded themselves as human and did not truly realize the extent of their power.

As the Crowned Dharma King pondered, doubt and hostility spread through the corporeal sphere of the dynastic nobility.

Their trust in the empire has become shaky again.

Although Ron could not monitor the situation in the throne area, he could guess the general situation.

But he wasn't too worried.

Royal court officials are rushing over here; they will bring new changes and build greater trust.

He went to great lengths to find that buried information that could salvage the situation.

Even if the plan ultimately fails, they will have the necessary equipment to cope.

"grown ups!"

As the living metal governor's thoughts drifted toward war, the Whispering Lord, arriving from the palace, broke his reverie.

The Whispering Lord waved the envelope in his hand, his tone incredibly excited.

He was already in tears, his feet bleeding profusely, all to deliver this letter, meant to wash away his shame, to the governor as soon as possible.

"The Emperor~"
Oh no, my respected elder.

We, Phanes, are by no means heretics. You see, we have received a letter from the Holy Terra.

Yes, this is a letter from Holy Terra!

The Star Speakers received psionic communications from the Holy Terra Star Court, cross-referenced them, and then wrote them down word by word.

It is a response of loyalty and honor, a personal letter from the Supreme Lord, the Emperor of the Empire.

The emperor's spokesperson personally responded to the letter you sent back then!

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Zabok abruptly rose from his throne, shocking even the nobles of the dynasty.

After the economy recovered, Fanes did send a letter to the Holy Terra, proudly describing the state of the planet and offering more tithes.

The living metal governor regarded it as an honor and even held a grand banquet to commemorate it.

Therefore, the nobles of the dynasty and some court officials who had undergone life-extending surgery still remembered this.

For many years afterward, Fanes awaited a response from the Holy Terra Ministry of the Interior.

Ten years, fifty years, one hundred years, two hundred years—they waited in vain, but received no response, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

But now, Holy Terra has responded, and it was the High Lord, the Emperor of the Empire, who personally replied to the letter.

In other words, the current ruler of the empire, the supreme being of the Holy Terra Senate, and the Emperor's representative, personally read the letter sent by Fanes and responded.

This is roughly equivalent to a minor lord in a remote sector suddenly receiving a response from the ruler of the Empire, in which case normally neither the lord nor the sector would even have a chance to be informed.

At this moment, the only thought in the minds of the nobles and people present was—what glory!
More importantly, the rumors of Fanes' rebellion have also vanished. It was a letter from Holy Terra, a response personally written by the Emperor of the Empire. How could it be a rebellion?!

"By the Emperor!"

Zabok dared not delay, and hurriedly descended from his high throne, respectfully bowing his head to receive the letter imbued with the scent of holy oil.

It is clear that the star-speakers of Phanes completed the writing of the letters during their offerings and pilgrimages.

He restrained his trembling, living metal hands and slowly opened the letter from the Emperor...

(End of this chapter)