Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 262 Sister of Steel
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The fleet continued to sail towards Nuceria.

Angron was learning the knowledge that Perturabo had taught him, while Qin Xia was studying the conditions of Avida and Asar.

A major war that required the participation of several legions has just ended. Now there is no fighting, only peace and relaxation.

The navigator of the Resolute Resolve plotted the shortest route to Nuceria, which passed around the Eye of Terror.

However, at this moment, the Eye of Terror is not yet called the Eye of Terror. This terrifying place that will release countless malicious intent to the real universe and all real creatures in the future is now just a strange astronomical phenomenon that can be observed in Olympia, Perturabo’s hometown.

Sometimes the Eye of Terror can even bring some benefits.

Nisha Andrasta, navigator of the Resolute Resolve.

Now, this navigator is staying in her own place, doing the most important thing for the entire battleship and even the entire fleet, that is, using her third eye to observe the subspace and guide a safe route in this dangerous place of the subspace.

Combined with the psychic currents Qin Xia applied around the entire fleet, the entire fleet can pass through the subspace quickly and safely.

“I saw a vortex.”

"I also saw this vortex tearing the entire Milky Way galaxy apart, splitting the Milky Way in two."

"..."

Nisha's servants heard these words from their master and immediately felt terrified.

The navigator may experience some hallucinations while commanding the navigation, and these hallucinations can be very fatal.

The navigator is like the silk thread that sustains everyone's life during the subspace navigation stage. If this silk thread breaks, the fate of others can be imagined.

But just as the servant was about to announce this, Nisha did not react at all, and simply continued to observe the entire subspace with her third eye.

“I saw a bird,” Nisha said.

A crow flew out from the vortex of the warp and landed on the bow of the Resolute Resolve as easily as if it had landed on a tree branch.

Then the crow looked at Nissa: "Don't go through there for now. Don't go through that vortex you saw. From what I heard, there has been a storm there recently."

Hearing what the raven said, Nissa looked toward the vortex that would be called the Eye of Terror in the future, the vortex that seemed to tear apart the entire galaxy.

That's where the crows came from.

After issuing the warning, the crow flapped its wings and flew away from the bow of the Resolute Resolve as if it were flying off a branch.

Nisha suddenly remembered that when she had encountered some big troubles before, it was the things that came out of the vortex that helped her.

"We are about to reach our first target point." Nisha said to her servant.

When navigating, Nisha's words are not spoken with her mouth, and if you want to listen to her words, you don't use your ears. Instead, you have to speak and listen in a way that is trained by the navigator family era.

The attendant was also a psyker, not a family slave serving the noble, so he could understand what Nissa was saying.

The attendant then passed on the order.

The fleet began to leave the warp.

The psychic ocean current created by Qin Xia also stopped surging.

The huge fleet consisting of two legions of fleets immediately became busy, and all the people who had been waiting for the end of the subspace voyage in a safe place on the battleships came out.

All human activities on the battleship that had been stopped during the subspace navigation phase were resumed. Every time they left the subspace, everyone was very busy, just like now, the battleship was so busy that it was even a little chaotic.

Such signs of chaos were something Perturabo could not tolerate, so every time a fleet emerged from the Warp, he would return to his flagship and yell at those who were busy with one thing without caring whether the situation would become chaotic.

At least that's usually the case.

And now, Perturabo did not return to his flagship, but was still in the Resolute Resolve.

The Lord of Steel stood at the porthole that was missing on his flagship, gazing at the planet in the distance.

"This is your home planet." Angron walked to the side of the Lord of Steel and looked at the planet in the distance with him. "I thought it would be a planet with a particularly harsh environment, but now that I am here, I find that this planet is more beautiful than I expected."

Perturabo glanced at Angron. "Is there any planet in this universe that looks worse than Nuceria? What planet is not beautiful compared to your Nuceria?"

Angron had no way to refute this statement. After a short silence, he just said, "Indeed."

Next, Angron kindly allowed Perturabo to take him to the planet called Olympia for a look and a tour.

Angron was very curious about what kind of environment Perturabo had in his childhood on the planet called Olympia that could have shaped his twisted and awkward personality.

And what kind of people Perturabo encountered during his childhood.

Perturabo had talked about Olympias before, but every time he talked about Olympias, he would talk about how he was being used and how those Olympians controlled him - using family affection, false family affection.

Perturabo had said so, but Angron did not think he could trust his words.

"Let's resupply quickly, then we will go our separate ways. I will leave here to fight somewhere else, and you will return to your Nuceria." Perturabo said.

The Fourth Legion was going to fight somewhere else, they would just pass by Olympia, which is why the Fourth Legion and the Twelfth Legion were traveling together.

Angron remained silent.

Angron could sense that Perturabo had anticipated that he would ask him to take him down, and Perturabo did not want to go down.

In his heart, Perturabo was resistant to Olympia as he had said. He believed from the bottom of his heart that the Olympians' reverence for him and the affection they showed him were all fake.

The purpose is just to use oneself. But there are exceptions.

Angron sensed a desire in Perturabo's heart, an urgent desire to see a relative, but Perturabo was suppressing this desire. His overly complicated psychological activities made Angron unable to figure out for a while why Perturabo both desired and didn't desire, both wanted and didn't want to see his relative.

"If you want to see someone, why don't you go down and find that person directly, or if you don't want to go to that planet, you can ask your descendants to bring the person you want to see here." Angron asked.

"I do not wish to see any of the people of Olympia. They have controlled me with kinship, as I have said, but now their control will no longer work, for I have brothers of my own." Perturabo said, looking at Angron.

Brothers.

This is of course also family affection.

Angron could sense that this was the kind of kinship that Perturabo longed for.

Sometimes he could sense it.

This palpable need for family affection puzzled Angron.

I wonder why Perturabo, a man who regards himself and others as steel and is afraid of anything that might cause him to rust and corrode, would yearn for family affection.

"You know that no one can hide their innermost thoughts from me," Angron said. "I can sense the longing in your heart, so I think you should fulfill your wish before you go off to fight, lest something happens and you never see the person you want to see again, and you can only regret it alone."

After saying this, Angron immediately sensed the impulse rising in Perturabo's heart.

At the same time, Perturabo felt a little worried. He was afraid that he would show his weak side next, and this weakness would be observed and exploited by someone with ulterior motives.

"Go," Angron said. "I will not disturb you."

Perturabo thought about it again and again, and finally nodded.

"You come with me."

The Lord of Steel said.

……

After a while.

With Perturabo refusing to go to Olympia, the person Perturabo wanted to see was brought aboard the flagship Resolute Resolve.

Angron arranged for the meeting to take place in a magnificent room.

When the two Primarchs pushed open the door, the person that Perturabo wanted to see most at this moment appeared in front of them.

That's a woman.

She looked to be in her thirties, with very fair skin and a figure no different from that of an ordinary woman. Her appearance and expression revealed that she was a gentle and kind person.

At the same time, this woman has a good temperament, which shows that she has been pampered since childhood and has not suffered much.

"Perturabo!" When the woman heard the heavy footsteps of the Primarch, she immediately turned around in surprise, rushed towards Perturabo and hugged the Primarch's neck, "My brother."

When the woman rushed over just now, Perturabo subconsciously knelt on one knee so that the woman could reach his neck. Obviously, this was not the first time he did this and he had developed an instinctive reaction and experience.

"Kaliphon," Perturabo called the woman by her first name.

"What an unfamiliar name!" The woman let go of Perturabo's neck and smiled. "Olympians only greet each other by name after a long absence. You should add 'sister' after that."

"Ahem." Perturabo cleared his throat and solemnly introduced the person next to him, "Angron. My brother."

"Angron." Cariphon raised his hand towards the tall Primarch in front of him. "You look taller than my brother. Does he call you brother?"

Angron leaned over and gently squeezed Cariphon's hand, kissing the back of it. "We were born at the same time, so there is no difference between the old and the young."

"He lied to you." Perturabo said expressionlessly, "In fact, he should call me brother, but he is too rude and has never wanted to..."

Halfway through his words, Perturabo suddenly remembered that he didn't want to call Kaliphon sister now, so he swallowed his words back.

Next, Kaliphon began to talk with Perturabo.

He asked his primarch brother how he had been doing over the years, what he had been through since leaving Olympia, whether he had run into any big trouble, and why he couldn't come back to Olympia to see him.

Callifon was the daughter of Perturabo's adoptive father.

Perturabo, like all the Primarchs, was launched from Terra and landed on some strange world.

The young Lord of Steel was lucky enough not to end up on a planet like Nuceria. Although the environment of Olympia was not very good and it was not a place with harmonious politics and prosperous civilization, a ruler on the planet was willing to adopt Perturabo.

Perturabo's adoptive father adopted Perturabo obviously for profit because he saw Perturabo's potential, but the adoptive father treated Perturabo as his own son with sincerity.

But Perturabo felt that he was being used, until one day the Emperor came. Perturabo thought that this was my father, and then he happily followed the Emperor to leave Olympia and took the Fourth Legion to start conquering the galaxy.

Angron had heard about these things, whether it was Qin Xia who said it or Perturabo himself, in short, he had heard about them, but he had heard them in very general terms.

So Angron had not been able to determine before whether Perturabo or his relatives had bigger problems, but now after meeting Calliphon, Angron was extremely sure that, at least in front of Calliphon, Perturabo was the one with problems.

Angron could sense Kaliphon's heart.

This ordinary woman deeply loved Perturabo, admired his amazing technological inventions, and treated Perturabo as her own family.

On the other hand, Perturabo was still doubting whether Cariphon's affection for him was completely genuine, or whether she just wanted him to return to Olympia to continue to conquer the world for his adoptive father's ridiculous and short-sighted so-called great ideals.

(End of this chapter)