Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

But Marum couldn't care less about that anymore.

Chapter 72 Anda's Grand Escape [Part 2] (13)

Fortunately, Marum's superhuman senses are still intact, allowing him to perform evasive maneuvers that are difficult for ordinary people to imitate.

By maneuvering up and down the buildings throughout the city, they maintained their leading position.

Adachi on his back burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! That's it, I even wanted you to put me down so we could run away together."

"Back when I stole the golden apple with Olperson, I was almost captured as Astra and taken to fight against the heavens. It was the fruit planted by another immortal being, and it didn't really represent any wisdom or beauty."

"I just wanted to see how delicious these fruits would be after they were made into fruit wine."

Anda explained his sudden urge to play, occasionally directing Marum, who was dodging, to watch out for obstacles ahead.

"There are colorful flags over there, ram them into me!"

"Turning right for 30 centimeters! By the way, the ruler hasn't changed much from the past to the future, has it?"

"Treat all the stalls in front of you as hurdles!"

"I will reward you handsomely, Marum Kaido! Son of Guilliman, I will appoint you as my personal steward!"

Amid Anda's cheers, the escape reached an almost absurd theatrical level.

Almost half of the town's buildings near the theater troupe were in a mess, with food and wine spilled everywhere, and clothes torn to shreds.

He used his last bit of thought to protect everyone from a stampede.

The shouts of people behind them and the sounds of objects colliding together created a magnificent scene of a grand escape under the sunlight.

"Marum, can you feel it! The joy and excitement of people's emotions are the driving force that propels humanity to a world like the Golden Age!"

"How wonderful it is to live in an era where emotions can be expressed without being tainted!"

After riding Marum and finally shaking off the crowd, and arriving at a safe attic, Anda was finally put down.

He was able to remove his makeup and change clothes elegantly, while even someone as strong as Marum from Astartes was already panting.

He began to genuinely wonder what the Great Sage Caul had realized.

Is His Majesty's humanity something they absolutely need?

None of the loyal Primarchs exhibited any of their traits; instead, they all displayed the behavior of corrupted Primarchs.

After Anda changed her clothes and put on her veil, she sat by the window with her legs crossed in an extremely ungraceful posture, watching the crowd on the street below gradually disperse as they lost their target.

"Let's rest a bit longer, then we'll go downstairs, buy the ingredients, and have a good meal when we get back tonight. I still can't figure out when the Pharaoh will become the Horus of this era who fights against me."

Anda's voice gradually switched back from theatrical tone:

“That’s interesting. I thought Horus would be just like these people who are chasing us, risking his life to expose himself.”

"That bastard has already become an idiot, yet he still has some sense."

Marum's expression turned serious as he forced himself to believe that all of this was part of His Majesty's grand plan to investigate demons, rather than that he had truly become a pervert.

He quickly shifted his thinking in a more appropriate direction, trying not to dwell on the absurdity of what had just happened:

“Your Majesty, according to imperial records, your attitude toward Horus would not have been so harsh.”

Anda chuckled softly: "Heh, I haven't seen you treat Aaron that well either. Oh, wait, cough cough, I forgot to mention that."

"I've never even met Horus, so what does it matter to me how much affection the future father and son have for each other?"

"That guy is just a big problem now. I've rarely seen such a patient demonic force. Damn it, those four old bastards, I'll chop them all up sooner or later."

Marum was ashamed; it seemed he had misunderstood.

Your Majesty's hostility toward the forces of Chaos represents the attitude of the entire human empire toward heresy!

Your Majesty, loyal!

They waited until the crowd in the vicinity gradually calmed down before going downstairs to the market.

From a great distance, they saw Aaron, who was holding the fifth child's hand, picking and choosing vegetables at the market.

Anda was very satisfied and exclaimed:

“Marum, you see, one person in the family who can take care of the living is enough! If there is a provider in the family, then there must also be a person who is provided for. Only in this way can their efforts have meaning.”

Marum held reservations about all of His Majesty's knowledge regarding family relationships.

He wondered:

"If Ms. Erda were to return and see this scene—"

Anda said coldly, "Look how well I've raised my son, except he has no hair."

"No one can question my training!"

Alright, you are His Majesty, you can say whatever you want.

Marum suddenly felt that His Majesty had indeed become much more human.

Whether His Majesty on the Golden Throne in the future will find any solace remains to be seen.

However, the emperor before him had become so overly human that his humanity had become excessive.

“Let’s go, let’s ask about Chagatai. Look, I can still remember things about the Khan. I’m such a responsible father.”

Feeling quite pleased with himself, Anda strode forward to greet them.

"My son, how is your brother doing?"

Aaron didn't even look up, picking at the vegetables, and said:

"Everything went smoothly. I think I prevented Chagatai's family from being attacked. And he also promised to punch you when we meet in the future."

Anda didn't mind his son's offense, and instead asked:

"So, the Khan's adoptive father is still alive? Excellent! I will definitely hold a grand banquet for him in my palace in the future!"

Aaron got up from the ground, paid, hung the chosen items on the fifth brother's back, and pointed out:

"Chagatai was not yet Khan at this time; the leader of their tribe was called Khan."

Anda put his arm around his son's shoulder and laughed heartily.

"What's the big deal? All my sons are destined to become leaders. It's only a matter of time."

"Could it be that his adoptive father has another heir who can surpass my son?!"

Aaron pushed away his father's face as he leaned in, and said helplessly:

"Alright, alright, since that's what you think, what else can I say? But Father, remember this: your brothers grew up because of their environment, and that influence far exceeds your... what's that about genes?"

The old father was unwilling to let his son go, so he put his arm around Aaron's shoulder and led the fifth son home.

"More than anything else, I'm concerned about what we're having for dinner tonight."

The conversation about the three people and the donkey quickly centered on one goal.

Aaron also became excited:

"I keep thinking about when I can have a meal with my brothers! It would be best if I could bring them over, and then we could all be together as a family!"

Adachi gasped, clutching his hair.

"Stop your delusions, you unfilial son! Their place in time is extraordinary, far beyond what you, someone with no connection to the future, can compare to!"

"You won't live to see that era, so time travel is irrelevant to you."

Aaron sighed, “Father, I think you’re just worried about going bald.”

"Never mind, tonight will be a balanced meal of meat and vegetables. I vaguely remember that there is a kind of pot in the Chagatai tribe where soup is cooked and meat slices are stuffed into it."

Let's have this for dinner tonight.

Chapter 73 A Loving Father Wants to Drink Heartily (23)

"Something's not right. How could hot pot have developed in a grassland tribe?"

Anda pondered Aaron's words and then gave up struggling.

Thinking about these things is not very meaningful; as long as you can eat it, that's enough.

Later, when he had the opportunity to go back more than 40,000 years later, he ordered the state religion to study the development of Terra's food culture.

It's good to check for any shortcomings and make up for them, and to enjoy the delicious food in advance.

Instead of spending their days thinking about burning down people they don't like, these religious fanatics should do something practical for their own god-king status.

It took them quite a while to finally manage to put what might be the first hot pot in history on the stand.

The precise control required for heating the flame below was left to Marum.

Aaron spoke of what happened after he woke up from his dream, saying:

"Father, Marum, you've been looking around for so long today, have you seen any performances of 'Oedipus Rex'?"

"Today I saw the actress playing the Queen from afar, and her skills were truly exquisite!"

“Many viewers around me said that if this actor wasn’t a man, they would definitely find a partner of the same type.”

Anda drank his juice without changing his expression. Making fruit wine was too troublesome, so he had only collected some fruits today.

Instead, Marum, who should have remained calm, almost lost control of the heat and overcooked the meat in the pot.

“Aaron, we didn’t watch any plays. We spent the whole day studying the master’s fruit brewing and searching for traces of the devil.”

Anda nodded in satisfaction and took over the conversation:

“That’s right. Our next plan is to find some local fruits and, during the Dionysian festival, find some elderly people who make wine and learn their techniques.”

“Since the Pharaoh himself has gone to Yunu, there’s no need for Sais to go either. I am now the Pharaoh’s craftsman, and I will go back to Lavist and even Thebes with their army.”

"Then we'll take care of him on the way."

Aaron had no objections; he preferred to return to Thebes, the place where he grew up after his mother left.

"Well, there are quite a few myths about a king going to war and then being killed."