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Chapter 28 Shark: Already Behaving Honestly

Chapter 28 Shark: Already Behaving Honestly
"Lord Tiberus, please follow me."

Kovek breathed a sigh of relief after regaining his footing. If Romulus had not reminded them that they had activated the magnetic suction function of the void armor in advance, the transport troops would have to go into outer space to rescue people.

Compared to Lord Romulus, these warriors with ferocious and somewhat crude armor seemed to pay little attention to honor and etiquette.

He took a deep breath, put aside those subtle emotions, and regained his awe of the Emperor's Angels. Then, escorted by an Iron Cavalry, he came to the Shark and extended an invitation.

"Romulus has prepared a respectable welcome for you."

The shabbily dressed man-eating sharks looked confused as they were welcomed by the mortals into the banquet hall that had been prepared early.

There was no sign of the distress of a hound that had suffered a heavy blow, nor was there any sign of the ferocious fangs of a stray hound baring its teeth to defend its few scraps.

The neatly-standing Iron Cavalry Terminators and the huge vehicles used as the background became a beautiful landscape at the banquet.

The great white sharks lowered their heads and looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, finding them tasteless.

His fiery gaze scanned the equipment in his sight, and his eyeballs almost fell out of his helmet.

It seems like we are here to rescue a group of defeated soldiers?
Why does the inside and outside of this ship look completely different?

The sharks carefully looked around at the Iron Cavalry Terminators protecting the mortals. Their smooth paint and gorgeous decorations formed a sharp contrast with the rivets on their shoulder armor and the paint that had turned light gray due to the passage of time.

At a glance, it seemed that the man-eating shark that came to the rescue was the one being helped.

"Want it?"

Romulus asked suddenly, his thoughts divided into dozens of parts and he began to talk to other sharks to collect information.

Unfortunately, most sharks are very silent. At most, they will show surprise when these iron riders around them speak a language that is exactly the same as their own.

They are all waiting for the orders from the Lord of Shadows.

"."

Tiberus sat down in the seat prepared for him, staring blankly at the sumptuous dishes on the table and fell into silence.

It would be a lie to say that I don't want it.

But considering the preciousness of these equipment and vehicles - to be honest, he already regretted letting Akia negotiate in the first place.

If this were my thing, and someone took half of it away in the name of rescue, I would have to fight the opponent to the death.

When you come into contact with such a wealthy war group, you should maintain friendship with it, or even establish a long-term cooperative relationship, rather than just taking a bite and leaving.

"Just like I said."

Romulus seemed to be completely unconcerned about the sharks' previous offense. His eyes fell on Tiberius's lightning claws, as if hinting at something.

"If you want it, you need to come and get it yourself."

"."

How come he seems to know that I stole this Lightning Claw from the duel with the Ash Claw?
His body was wrapped in the power armor modified by the Dreadnought, but the shield made of adamantium and ceramite could not bring Tiberus any sense of security at this moment.

Although the helmet modified from the Indomitable Terminator was still fulfilling its sacred duty, covering and protecting his extremely pale face, he felt that his underwear had been seen through.

Tiberus looked at Kahurangi, the brain of the chapter, only to find that the Librarian had already taken off his helmet and was chatting with the Librarian of Deathwatch.

Is this what it feels like when those psychics who play with prophecy bluff people feel?
Romulus looked at Tiberius, who was stunned by his intimidation, and no longer planned to put more pressure on him.

"Let's fight."

He pointed to the Stormbird in the hangar below.

It is too troublesome to build a duel platform, so Romulus simply used the top body of a Stormbird as a duel platform, and the viewing angle was also very good.

"A blood."

This is an ancient duel ritual, and it ends when the opponent draws the first drop of blood.

Bang—several beams of light fell, illuminating the wings clearly.

The black-armored swordsman, who had taken off his power backpack, stood in the middle of the field, extending an invitation to the sharks present, releasing his suffocating aura without restraint.

The swordsman's posture was flawless, and the rich smell of blood on his body was licking the wings of the storm bird, making the young machine spirit tremble with excitement.

"Let us use the method you are most familiar with."

Romulus said.

"Speak with the sword."

The sharks began to surge restlessly, their scorching gazes focused on Arthur on the wing, and the MK4 power armor neatly arranged in it as the Stormbird unfolded.

No, why do you look so familiar? Is this my regiment or your regiment?

Tiberus stopped pretending to be silent. The other party obviously understood the culture of his regiment very well, and gave him enough room to maneuver even though they had a very bad relationship at first.

It would be quite disrespectful if I didn't go on my side.

He simply took off his helmet and raised his hand to issue a secret command unique to the Man-eating Shark.

Wow!

A man-eating shark stood up as quickly as possible and then jumped towards the arena.

And then the next second.

clang!
The shark shot back to the platform at the same speed as it had fallen, and fell face-down on the metal floor.

The pharmacist hurried forward to check, only to see that the shark's weapon had been cut off at the weak point, and there was a shallow scratch on the nail, with bright red blood flowing out.

He stood up and gave the Chapter Master a slight nod.

Apart from the scratches on my hands and the nerves being stiffened by a kick, nothing happened.

call out!
A finely crafted chainsaw axe landed at his feet.

It happened so fast that his body didn't have time to react.

"This is an apology."

Arthur lowered his sword and looked up at the watching sharks.

"Perhaps you could have a little more people?"

wow-

Three more people stood up.

Sharks don't care about so-called honor. A default duel is a necessary respect for their opponents, but since the opponent has made the statement, they will not give up this favorable condition.

But their actions were quickly stopped by their comrades.

The comrades tacitly selected the three most tattered weapons and solemnly handed them over to the three challengers.

Aqiya, who had been planning to stand up and fight for victory for the group, also reacted and quickly sat back down, continuing to feast on his food.

"That's a shark."

Romulus couldn't help but sigh. Such an interesting scene allowed him to truly see the spiritual core of the sharks.

Whether it is malicious or well-intentioned, as long as it does not touch the bottom line, sharks will only decide their attitude based on the external environment. They will never be hindered by any honor, nor will they show likes or dislikes for a certain behavior, but will only care about its necessity.

Just like it is now.

Such people are actually the easiest to change.

(End of this chapter)

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