Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 198 The Warning Star That Cannot Be Bypassed
Horn is critically ill and about to die?!

This short sentence was like a bolt from the blue, causing Alvin's pupils to shrink sharply.

He had only been away for four days. What on earth had happened on Roselle?
A cult? The Warp? Chaos? The Necrons?
In an instant, many speculations popped up in Alvin's mind, and a bright red seemed to be ignited deep in his pupils, burning quietly like a flame.

In the huge and magnificent hall, the temperature suddenly dropped and layers of ice and frost condensed.

"Master Alvin" Elsa was naturally very clear that all the abnormalities in the hall were caused by this distinguished young master.

However, from what Horn told her, it seemed that the young master's psychic power was more than just 'Eta level'!
It was cold and chilly, as if it contained malice from the highest heaven, mixed with a wave of murderous intent that seemed to be tangible. It came out of Alvin's mouth and turned into two heavy, sonorous bytes, shaking the air in the hall: "Who is it?"

"You are too uncalm. This is unlike him."

Carol held the gear scepter and paced in the hall. His mechanical eyes, which were filled with data, fell on Alvin: "Your psychic power has become stronger again. Compared with the last data, it should have been upgraded by at least two levels. I guess it should be Etan-level now, right?"

Alvin did not answer his question, but turned to look at Elsa: "Tell me, who assassinated the old man?"

"Master Alvin, you can completely trust 'Great Sage Carol'." Elsa did not give a direct answer, but knelt on one knee and lowered her head.

"Don't think too much, kid." Carol stopped and stood right in front of him. He said in a hoarse voice, "Horn's injury didn't happen recently. This matter is related to the melee more than ten years ago. You will be qualified to know when you inherit the Valxius family."

More than a decade ago, Alvin frowned slightly, but still detected a clue from Carol's words.

He is seventeen years old this year. If nothing unexpected happens, could it be related to the disappearance of his stepfather?
Considering that he was the only direct descendant of the huge Valshus merchant dynasty, and the answer to the assassination in the banquet hall last time, it was already clear.

"Okay, I won't ask." Alvin took a deep breath and forced down his surging anger. "But you have to tell me why my grandfather is critically ill, right?"

Carol's fingers holding the gear scepter were rubbing slightly, and it seemed that his thoughts were immersed in that past event: "Horn Valshus once suffered a fatal assassination."

He paused for a moment, observing the heir's expression, and continued, "It was a carefully planned assassination, and the only one that took place on the Sword of Redemption while sailing in the warp. Although the assassin failed to kill Horn, the weapon he used was coated with biological genetic toxins."

"Assassination on the Sword of Redemption?" Alvin was shocked.

You know, that is the family's flagship. With the Machine Soul there, who on earth could allow an assassin to sneak into the flagship of a wandering merchant's family?
"What happened that day has been sealed by Horn, and no one knows except him." Carol said in a complicated tone, "I think, probably only when you inherit the position of the head of the Valxus family in the future, you will know the truth of the assassination that day. What is it?"

"You mean, the toxin left in my grandfather's body that time cannot be cured?" Alvin grasped the key point sharply.

Even a great biological sage cannot cure this "toxin". Could it be that chaos is causing this?

"Over the years, I have been to many places with Horn." Carol sighed deeply and shook his head, "But the biological gene toxin in his body is specially formulated and is only effective against the direct bloodline of 'Valxius'. Once poisoned, from nerves to soul, they will gradually weaken until death."

Although he hardly looked like a human being, Alvin could still clearly sense a sense of despair from his expression.

"I tried my best to maintain Horn's life." Carol said softly, "But, it has reached its limit. Maybe my wish has come true, or maybe he is too tired, and the poison has spread too fast. Unless there is a large stasis field device or a powerful life-extending surgery, Horn can only live for three more months at most." The large stasis field is actually equivalent to Guilliman, and time is permanently frozen at one second before death.

But such devices are often extremely valuable, and even the Valshus Merchant Dynasty cannot obtain them, unless they go to Macragge to borrow from the Thirteenth Master.

Otherwise, they can rob the Martian Mechanic Order, the Huangquan No. 8 Mechanic Order, etc., but the probability of success is very slim. After all, the oil man is not a vegetarian.

It seems that the only feasible method left is the advanced "life extension surgery".

So the question is, where can we find advanced life-extending surgery in just three months?
Coincidentally, the Agamemnon family on the neighboring Vigilance Star just happens to control a life-extending surgery that is extremely famous within the empire!
But that also means that he must take the initiative to step into the battlefield called Purgatory!
At this moment, Alvin suddenly saw Carol holding the gear scepter, slowly bending down and kneeling on one knee. He was a little surprised: "What are you doing?!"

This is a great mechanical sage who serves Ohm Messiah. Even if he is employed by the Valshus family, how could he kneel down to him?

But Carol didn't move, and looked up at him: "When I was young, I met Horn, and he said he would take me to see a wider galaxy, and he did it. I saw so many, so many landscapes that the Human Empire and even the Mechanicus had never seen."

Listening to these words, Alvin could imagine what kind of dangers the two of them had gone through together, and how many secrets unknown to mankind they had witnessed in the dark realm outside the Milky Way.

"To me, Horn is not only the head of the family, but also my best friend."

Carol slowly lowered his head and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Before he passed out, he told me that no matter what, I must train you to be a qualified Rogue Trader and inherit the honor of Valshus! Now, I, Carol Solaris, swear allegiance to you in the presence of Om Messiah!"

"I, Elsa Valshus!"

Elsa maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee, knocked her heart with her right fist, and said in a powerful voice: "I will give you everything I have, including my life, for you, my master Alvin Valshus, and I am willing to use the Emperor as a witness, until death, forever!"

It turned out that Horn had already made preparations before he was completely corroded by the toxin and fell into a coma.

Regardless of whether his body can support the day when his grandson grows up to be a qualified Rogue Trader, he has paved the way for Alvin's future.

"No, we have another way."

Alvin took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

Looking at the two people's surprised eyes, he was filled with fatigue and whispered: "The Agamemnon family of the Alert Star has advanced life extension surgery, and the Mechanicus Adeptus Acheron VIII stationed in the Alert Star definitely has a large stasis field."

Since I can't escape, I might as well not escape!

Alvin is like this, although most of the time, he is always unwilling to take risks.

However, if he could not escape, he would be inspired with courage. In the surprised eyes of Carol and Elsa, he looked at the starry sky with great pride and said, "I, as the heir of the Merchant Dynasty, order you to go to the next stop. Alert Star!"

(End of this chapter)