This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 29 Heading towards a new route!
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Tiberus could not control his expression, his gray eyes drooped, and he was not sure whether Romulus was being sarcastic.

He looked at the three people lying down in seconds, suppressed his urge to go down and fight, and said:

"This is a unique sword guard."

"of course."

Romulus said affirmatively.

Are you kidding? He asked Arthur to fight just to win. How could he gain the respect of these proud sharks without giving them a warning?

As for whether Arthur will lose.

There is no possibility of such worry.

Do you see the circle of luxurious cavalry terminators in this square?

Without using heavy weapons, Romulus could not defeat him in a round-robin battle, and was even killed by Arthur.

Except for Karna who was able to completely disrupt Arthur's rhythm and win after getting angry, Arthur could beat up the other two people at will.

However, Karna would be made a fool of by Romulus and Ramses because of his stupidity in playing with others.

However, Karna is too unstable. His black rage and blood thirst are completely talents adapted to the battlefield. If he accidentally kills someone during the duel, it will not end well.

Romulus was thinking while chatting with Tiberius.

Usually it was Romulus who spoke first, and then the captain of the Carcharodon chose to remain silent or just say "hmm", giving off the feeling of a socially anxious teenager.

The battle below was gradually coming to an end with the questions and answers between the two.

Amid the cheers of the atmosphere group's Star Army, Arthur had already defeated the entire third company.

The Astra Militarum, who had been on high alert due to the sharks' sudden attack, began to have a different opinion of these crude and down-and-out warriors as the inexplicably funny duel progressed.

These warriors didn't seem to care too much about winning or losing. After failing, they would at most feel a bit of regret for not winning a piece of power armor for the regiment, but then they would happily return to the team with their brand new chainsaw axes.

This scene gave the Astra Militarum soldiers an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

It was very similar to the scene during the victory parade on the ocean planet when the colonel asked them to bring their worst and most broken equipment to ask their superiors for supplies.

At that time, they didn't care much about their superiors looking down on them, as long as they were given equipment.

They seem to do this at every parade except in Qadiyya.

"Akiya."

The pharmacist's shout woke up the third company captain who was still immersed in the delicious food.

He raised his head and glanced around, only to find that everyone, including the pharmacist, had received their own new weapons.

"hehe."

The bloodthirsty pupils inherited from another Primarch, completely different from those of other sharks, widened, and Aqia couldn't help but sneer.

"Shaar!"

He asked a warrior in the team who looked somewhat similar to him.

"How many moves did you take?"

"one move."

The young warrior hugged the axe and said in a muffled voice.

The sword knocked the weapon away, leaving a scar on his cheek.

I have never won a round-robin battle with more than a hundred people.

To be honest, this is a very embarrassing thing, but the sharks don't look too sad.

"Now it's your turn."

They said so, obviously happy to see their third company commander suffer a setback.

"Okay, let me try."

Aqiya wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, dispelled the anger from the World Eater's genetic source in his mind, picked up his "Death" chainsaw axe, and jumped into the field.

He then pointed his weapon at the Sword Guard.

"Hey, this weapon is broken, are you going to compensate me?"

It's really straightforward, so straightforward that it makes people unable to hold back.

And Arthur was sure that if he said he would not compensate, this guy would definitely jump back and change to an older axe.

"I can compensate you with an identical one."

Akia inexplicably felt a chill, and his intuition and instinct gave him a warning, prompting him to raise the heavy axe blade.

clang!
The overwhelming murderous aura made the atmosphere cold and chilling.

Akia's battle-hardened instincts helped him, and the thick axe body blocked the sharp blade.

"But you have to answer a question."

Arthur drew back the blade and thrust again.

This time his movements were much slower, as if the previous round of battles had exhausted his stamina.

But only Akiya knew that the other party was just giving him a chance to answer.

"Blood Tax, why are you so obsessed with becoming stronger?" "Do you care?"

Aqiya squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Yes, I do."

The sword guard easily pressed down Aqia's axe handle.

"Just like a person needs to expend physical energy and exercise to become stronger, what is the purpose of you collecting blood taxes to pursue group strength?"

There must be a reason for pursuing power at the expense of compatriots.

It was as if his companions had chosen to take risks and explore to gain strength for the sake of everyone's future, and Arthur, as the last insurance, was the trump card after everything collapsed.

So he must also be strong.

And this body is truly gifted.

Monitoring the movements of every inch of Aquia's muscles, Arthur relied on the skills he had developed from his non-stop sparring with Romulus, as well as his understanding of the Space Marines' anatomy gained from Ramses' research, and easily suppressed a veteran with the same force.

He must not be weak.

And what is the purpose of the white shark?
They could just find a planet outside the domain to become local tyrants like their compatriot Ash Claw, or return to the empire to find a better place. After all, the Crow King himself is no longer in the empire, and the secret order itself is useless.

"Humph!"

Akiya snorted coldly and did not respond immediately.

But his gaze shifted away, falling on the Astra Militarum who stood alongside the Space Marines, cheering for the duel.

"For humanity."

For the first time, Arthur finally heard this word from a human in this world.

"This is the mission given to us by Father Void."

Well, for the Emperor.

"To protect humanity from powerful enemies, are you willing to transform into a beast?"

Arthur sighed.

Taking away a generation of people on a planet just to protect humans on more planets?

It's quite sad that the trolley problem is a simple multiple-choice question in this universe.

"Have you ever thought about changing?"

The sword guard took a bold step forward, threw aside the chainsaw axe, and forced Aqiya to retreat.

"Change, you mean like these mortals."

He had realized who had given these mortals their equipment, and that a ship that had suffered such heavy damage would be in such a state.

"The kindness and humanity you hope for, I don't think it will last long."

Akiya spoke the truth.

“We’re trying.”

The muscles swelled, and the sword blade pressed against the weak point of the chainsaw axe with the precision of an eagle. As the steel pressed against each other, the axe blade began to deform.

clang!
With a crisp sound, the wrestling ended.

"But how much can you change? You don't even have as many people as we do."

Akia fell to the ground from the impact, with a scratch on his cheek.

He propped up half of his body and said this, without any sarcasm.

It is like an ant trying to shake a tree. The pursuit of the beauty of human nature will inevitably bring about a painful price. This is an established formula in this universe.

Haven’t you seen that those war groups that care about mortals are living a more miserable life than the other?

"What about you guys?"

The cheers around stopped at some point.

Aqiya looked back at the platform and saw that the onlookers all stood up one after another and began to pack up the military supplies.

He looked at Tiberus. The Chapter Master said nothing, but put on his helmet silently.

".We will fight, that's all."

"We're going to try, that's all."

After receiving the response, the sword guard shrugged indifferently and smiled.

The servoskull came closer with a power axe in its mouth and stretched out his hand towards Aqiya.

"It's yours now, War Dog."

The Stormbird's engine roared, as if in response.

"And we—"

"It's time to set off."

　ps: Wow, I’m testing the waters. Please follow me and read on. I will try my best to stock up on manuscripts. Woo woo woo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)