Warhammer: Should I also sit on the Golden Throne?

Chapter 96 Connor Guilliman, you will die...

"Brother..." Marcus Guilliman looked pale as Connor Guilliman and Mrs. Ewton entered the room.

Mrs. Euton's gaze did not linger on Marcus for even a moment; she went straight to Robert Guilliman, who was talking quietly with Zhou Yun on the sofa in the corner of the room.

"Robert, my child, where did the assassin hurt you?" Eudon practically pounced on Robert's side. She immediately knelt down on one knee, cupped Robert Guilliman's face in her hands, and examined him carefully from left to right.

"Brother...it's my responsibility." Marcus approached Connor, trembling, and whispered, "This child almost......"

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"It's not your responsibility. I brought this child here to avoid being noticed, not for safety reasons."

Connor patted Marcus on the shoulder, shook his head, and said, "Besides, if there really is an assassin capable of harming this child, that's not a problem you can handle."

"Actually, I'm more worried about the assassins' situation—are there any survivors?"

"Yes, that child... was spared." A hint of fear flashed in Marcus's eyes, not at the assassin, but at Robert. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "He's locked up in the basement now. He's an Illirium barbarian, missing all four limbs, and keeps begging for death."

"Let's interrogate him. We probably won't get any information about the mastermind, but it would be good to learn some information about what's going on inside Illyria right now." Connor nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Guilliman, who was being examined by Madam Yotton.

"Did anyone see this child kill someone?" Connor asked.

"We didn't have any men. When Tiberius and his guards rushed in, only that one barbarian was left alive. They didn't see what happened."

"Besides, Teacher Zhou Yun must have seen the whole thing... Brother, there was another barbarian outside, it wasn't that child who did it."

"That barbarian's neck was severed by something, the cut was so clean and horrifying, but the murder weapon was not found. That teacher was no ordinary person either."

"I know."

"Give the guards some money, saying it's to comfort their spirits, and also to tell Tiberius not to speak out of turn."

"In addition, I will have Yoton temporarily take over the management of your subordinates. I need to investigate where the information was leaked from and see if we can track down the person behind it."

After saying this, Connor walked towards Robert Guilliman.

"Mrs. Euton, I'm really fine... You know perfectly well I won't get hurt!" Robert Guilliman said, his face slightly flushed, somewhat embarrassed.

"What if! What if! You and your son are always taking such risks. Just a few days ago, Lord Connor injured his arm, and you were almost assassinated..."

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Yoton breathed a deep sigh of relief; she was now certain that Robert Guilliman was not injured.

"It's alright." She hugged Robert.

Robert pursed his lips, his expression slightly embarrassed, especially since Zhou Yun was watching this scene with a smile.

"Teacher Zhou Yun." Kang Nuo nodded to Zhou Yun. "I should have met with you a long time ago. After all, you are that child's teacher and you are doing your best. However, I haven't been able to find an opportunity because I wanted to avoid attracting attention."

"I wonder if we have a chance to talk now?"

Connor gestured for Zhou Yun to go to the next room with him.

Zhou Yun nodded; he was observing this Mr. Connor.

He was a middle-aged man around forty years old, with signs of fatigue on his face and a slightly hunched back, clearly a habit from long hours of desk work. If you disregarded his still robust physique, he would look like an ordinary office worker who had long been engaged in clerical work.

But his eyes possessed a clarity and brightness beyond his years, as if reflecting his inner spirit, which was both wise and rational, as well as idealistic.

"Of course." Zhou Yun stood up.

"Teacher, you should think carefully about what I just said." At that moment, Robert Guilliman looked up and gave him another piece of advice.

Robert Guilliman has just made a request to Zhou Yun... He wants to learn psionic abilities.

But Zhou Yun was still hesitant and uncertain, after all, psionic energy was ultimately something with both advantages and disadvantages.

If things aren't handled properly and Robert Guilliman ends up like Magnus, Zhou Yun's sins will be immense.

"You've really been through a lot these past few days. That child is quite...difficult, even frightening, isn't he?" After walking into the next room, Connor gestured for Zhou Yun to sit on the sofa opposite him, and the two talked face to face.

"But you taught him very well," Zhou Yun replied, looking at Kang Nuo.

Connor smiled, a genuine and proud smile. "He will be the most precious thing I leave to this world. People will forget me one day, but they will remember him."

"No." Zhou Yun looked at Kang Nuo and shook his head slightly. "People will remember you, be grateful to you, and understand that you raised him to be the way he is."

Zhou Yun was not flattering Kang Nuo when he said this, but rather correcting Kang Nuo.

In fact, even after ten thousand years, people still know that Connor Guilliman trained Primarch Robert Guilliman, and there is even a Forge World named after him. In Alteramar, in Macragge, and in the Ultramarines' Bastion, his statues stand alongside the Emperor.

Upon hearing this, Connor was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Is this a wizard's prophecy?"

"I'm a psionicist, don't compare me to those unreliable, quack wizards," Zhou Yun corrected.

"I'm sorry." Connor bowed slightly in apology. "The era of the Wizard King has been over for too long, and there are fewer and fewer people like you. Although I have heard of your existence and witnessed your power in Illyria, this is truly the first time I have spoken to you so closely."

At this point, Connaught paused.

"Your Excellency, I now need your wisdom—do you think those assassins knew Robert?"

"I don't know," Zhou Yun replied almost immediately.

Connor made a listening gesture.

"Anyone who knows Robert well would hijack a starship, fly it over Macragge, and bombard the mansion with orbital beams."

"Anyone who knows Robert well enough will understand that even orbital bombardment wouldn't kill him; we'd have to ask the gods to come down to earth."

"Only someone who knows nothing about Robert would hire nine Thunder Barbarians to assassinate him... Even if he hired nine superhuman warriors wearing Terminator power armor, wielding .75 caliber explosive guns, and undergoing nineteen modifications, he still couldn't assassinate Robert."

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"...You're right." Although he didn't understand what Terminator power armor, explosive guns, or superhuman warriors with nineteen modifications were, Connor roughly understood what Zhou Yun meant.

He also understood that Zhou Yun was right. Although the assassin was after Robert, his real purpose... "was for me. I suppose he was one of my political enemies."

Zhou Yun observed Kang Nuo's facial expression, then slightly raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you curious about the child's background?"

"I suppose he was one of the offspring created by a monarch who wanted to conquer the galaxy, possessed extraordinary biological technology, came from Terra, and was known for his immense strength and long lifespan," Connor said with a smile.

This really surprised Zhou Yun.

Does Connor know far too much?

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"You didn't dream about a golden figure one day, did you?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but ask.

"So that's how it is! The creator of that child could emit golden light?"

Upon hearing this, Connor waved his hand slightly and said, "I didn't dream about it. I just did some simple logical reasoning."

"When I found the child, he was clearly in some kind of culture chamber, which was easy to guess was created using biotechnology. There was some information and a number written on the culture chamber in some ancient language."

"I compared the records in the Library of Macurag and confirmed that the number was written in a language used by an ancient kingdom on ancient Terra called Rome, and that the number was thirteen."

"So I am fairly certain that the child came from Terra, and he has at least twelve of his kind. His creator must have had extensive knowledge of ancient Terra."

"And that child does not age and is powerful, so his genetic origin must be extraordinary. People with this level of technology would not be foolish enough to create more than a dozen gods for themselves. Therefore, Robert's genes most likely come from his creator. Based on this, it can be inferred that his creator may also not age and have great power, and may even be a person who experienced the ancient Terra Roman era."

"Finally, what was the purpose of creating this child?"

"If this child could be created at a time when the warp storm was gradually dissipating, then its reason for existence is most likely to be to conquer the galaxy."

"Judging from your reaction, I think I guessed right?"

Looking at Connor, Zhou Yun couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom of this governor.

The reason Robert Guilliman could grow to such a level, capable of shouldering the entire human empire while the rest of the galaxy regressed ten thousandfold, might be more important than the Emperor's extraordinary bio-techniques, but rather the guidance of this regent...

"However..." Connor sighed softly, "I don't agree with that monarch's original design for this child. It was too cold and cruel. I can't allow a child to bear such a fate, and I don't think such a design is a good thing for humanity."

"So, with the foolish wisdom of a mere mortal, I tried my best to teach the child, hoping that he could grow into a good person."

"Of course, Ms. Euton has been a great help, and with your help now, my stress has been greatly reduced."

"So, for the sake of that child, I have something I'd like to ask of you."

"Could you... tell the public that you killed those assassins?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, then remembered the mangled corpses scattered all over the ground and couldn't help but cover his forehead.

"My niece would think I'm a psychopathic killer."

"From a legal perspective, that's self-defense and acting bravely for a just cause," Connor corrected.

Zhou Yun naturally understood Connor's thoughts; he still didn't want Robert Guilliman to be exposed to the gaze of the people of Macurag in this way.

It's truly horrifying that a child could so easily kill nine Illirium barbarians.

Zhou Yun looked at Kang Nuo, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I also have something I want to tell you."

"Do you want to know who killed you?"

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