Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Similarly, Komi's attitude is more acceptable to Elaine.

It was a kind of care stemming from the need for her to accomplish a certain purpose.

Elaine clearly remembered her uncle's teachings.

He said: There is nothing more tragic in this world than losing one's usefulness.

Elaine thought that as long as she had some use to her, her safety could be guaranteed... at least a little?

But what is its own value?

Elaine's first thought was the inescapable mission of the Navigator family: to guide the Imperial fleet's voyages.

It is no exaggeration to say that without the diligent and loyal service of the Navigator family to the Empire, there would be no human Empire as vast as it is today, one that suffocates even its administrators.

Even if we consider the most optimistic viewpoint of the future of the human empire without the Navigator family, let's think about it from the very beginning.

They would only be able to govern a few self-sufficient small planets, and the scattered colonies would be limited to a few dozen light-years. Exploring further afield would be a foolish act of suicide.

Elaine's studies at the Void Station have concluded; all that remains is for her to enrich her experience through continuous practice.

Peeping into the subspace is no easy task; every time Elaine looked into that mixed-color realm of souls, she had to endure an extremely noticeable feeling of nausea.

She needed time to calm herself down, and then, with her resilience and knowledge, she could cut through the thick layers of color and find a safe passage through the chaos.

To end all this, one must also pull one's soul out of the warp to avoid becoming addicted and being devoured by some terrifying being.

He must be looking forward to his navigation capabilities, right?

Elaine lowered her head, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her clothes.

Should I serve them? They don't seem like loyal warriors to the emperor; they seem more like a group of homeless pirates living for the moment.

Elaine closed her eyes, used meditation to clear her mind, and prayed to the Emperor for forgiveness, for her submission to these pirates and for doing things against her will.

She gave a bitter laugh, realizing how incredibly presumptuous her assumptions had been. What if these people wanted to capture her for some horrific sacrificial ritual? Just like those cultists wanted to do to her...

Komi sat beside her, completely unaware of what the young navigator was thinking; he had only one thought at the moment.

This chieftain's head is really hard to clean clean; maybe we should just hand it over to Antoine to deal with.

Testimonials

This book will be available tomorrow.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

The news of its release came so suddenly that I didn't even have many chapters saved up for a massive update...

The author is not a full-time writer, and the time squeezed out from daily work and life is simply not enough to update a large number of chapters at a time. Therefore, the number of chapters updated after the book is published may be as high as four chapters a day, or as low as three or two chapters a day.

Especially since the side story needs to maintain an extra chapter for an older book, I don't think I can just stop updating the side story for the other book just to update this one a little more. I really want to write down some of my little ideas and outrageous plot twists for everyone to see.

I won't say what the book next door is here, but if you ask me, I'll try my best to reply via private message. If you want to torture the author, you can go and read the main text. If you want to see some fun, you can start from the extra chapters.

In the early stages of writing my first book, I was full of confidence and said: "I know a little bit of drawing, and I will draw portraits of the main characters for you all."

As a result, I was too busy to keep the promise and only drew three sketches of the figures before giving up.

One of them was even censored and couldn't be posted at all. (Sad)

Maybe I can find some time to draw for this book? To be honest, I'm not really sure about that... It depends on whether my boss is a decent person or not. I suspect he's Tzeentch's chosen one, but I have no proof.

As readers who have read my previous book know, although I update less frequently, my updates are quite consistent.

There are basically two guaranteed updates every day, without fail.

Occasionally, when the updated plot is meaningless, a few more chapters will be released to get to the point.

For example, constantly switching back to the past perspective to narrate the events and reasons for the original beings' fall into evil, and doing some psychological analysis.

This book probably won't go into such lengths about these things.

If I were to actually write it, it would definitely have to be placed in the free chapters.

As a novice writer in the online literature field, my previous book was quite immature.

Starting to write based on just one inspiration resulted in a complete mess of the early parts of the book, and the protagonist was portrayed as somewhat dim-witted.

As I wrote more and more, I gradually understood the story and began to clean up the mess from the beginning, guiding it in a reasonably good direction.

However, in the end, the protagonist's overpowered abilities were too much to handle, and no matter how much they were developed, they couldn't control them, so they had to forcibly hide them and prevent them from appearing in public.

Furthermore, due to a lack of inspiration, I suddenly didn't know how to arrange the remaining plot of the original, which made the content before the finale seem quite urgent.

The storyline of Primarchs like Mortalian, Logar, and Angron escaping Chaos and returning to the Empire left me deeply dissatisfied upon rereading it.

But by then my brain had stopped working, so I could only grit my teeth and keep writing, trying to give the story a complete ending.

This book was started from an inspiration, without a complete outline to support it.

Then, as I wrote, more and more inspiration came to me, and I thought of writing about things that I hadn't described before.

For example, the Steel Hands and Salamanders chapters, as well as the Katachon Warriors and the Mordian Iron Guard. Even the clash between the Storm King and the Silent King, the dynastic civil war, etc... (PS: Honestly, judging from the current performance of the Necromancers, it feels like other factions can't compete without a massive, world-destroying civil war.)

The protagonist will definitely no longer be involved in the human empire system, but he certainly won't do anything anti-human.

We must emulate Hugo Huron's actions and refine the world that was previously managed in a crude and extensive manner for the human empire.

As for adding Khorne to the harem, I advise these readers not to be too Sinister in their thinking.

That's content that even Chagatai wouldn't dare write in the side stories.

Of course, the protagonist will definitely have a deep 'bond' with Khorne and other evil gods.

As the man who understands the nature of the gods best, it would be a disservice to himself if he didn't take advantage of them.

This book won't be written in a very strong, hard-hitting style; it'll be more like a story with a bittersweet tone, much like my first book.

I would like to express my deepest gratitude to all the readers who have supported this book. Every monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, and reward you have given me more and more motivation to update.

Of course, what motivates me most to update is the comments.

Writing a book and not getting any interaction is really painful.

As for the book club, I don't know what standards to use to establish it, so I'd like to ask for suggestions from readers.

In the future, we will notify everyone to join the group and urge the author to update in front of them, putting pressure on them.

I'll update five chapters tomorrow to celebrate the book's release.

Main text

Chapter 106: Once you're on the pirate ship, don't even think about getting off.

Returning to this dilapidated warship, the warped metal floor creaked as if welcoming everyone's return.

Elaine followed closely behind Komi, frowning at the warship's dire condition. For a moment, she even wondered if Komi and the others were ancient spirits who had returned to the world for some mysterious reason.

Her thinking wasn't entirely wrong; by Space Marine standards, Komi was definitely an ancient ghost.

"Stay close to me, don't touch me, don't flinch, and don't ask me anything."

The simple and clear instructions gave Elaine a direction to take. She nodded firmly to Komi, indicating that she would absolutely obey his orders.

"You are my master..."

Elaine bowed to Komi, which displeased Antoine, who was standing nearby. Although he was forced to acknowledge Komi as his master, it did not mean that Elaine was entitled to consider herself a servant.

Doesn't this make his status as a servant seem much lower?

The emperor's son may not care about anything, but he must be clear about the hierarchy of status, otherwise how will he determine who is the top and who is the bottom when playing some perverted games?

So he threatened Elaine with his eyes, telling her to behave herself and be careful.

Upon realizing this, Koken naturally slapped him hard, smashing the transparent spherical mask that he hadn't had time to take off.

The fragments and the hand together rolled toward Antoine's face. The emperor's son convulsed from the pain and lay there for a long time, unable to regain his senses.

In the past, he definitely wouldn't have felt so incredibly happy about this.

But after enduring darkness for a long time, that moment of light seems all the more dazzling.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that losing his senses was not such an unbearable curse, after all, the great Lord of Desire had also bestowed upon him his good brother Komi to help him through his troubles.

"Oh... Markas... Master Markas... Oh... You are the only light in my long darkness..."

Listening to Antoine's groans and moans, Komi felt utterly disgusted. Thinking that kicking him a few times would only make this pervert feel even better, he led Elaine deeper into the warship.

Bennett was busy dismantling the boxes and packages on Hela's body, removing all the human skin that Antoine had hung on the spikes, and carefully cleaning the bloodstains off Hela's body with the sponges and cleaning agents he found.

"Did I hurt you just now? Don't blame yourself for such a small thing. As a drop pod, you've done a great job. You returned with a lot of supplies. I won't find another vehicle to replace you. I swear to the Night King..."

Elaine turned her head from time to time, finding the interaction between Bennett and Hela too strange and unsettling. Even the mechanical monk who loved machines the most in the Void Station would not have such an intimate relationship with his machine.

These people... are all so strange...

As she walked and observed, Elaine sensed that the temperature inside the warship was getting lower and lower, as if the temperature control system had completely failed.

The ghosts that appeared and disappeared intermittently busied themselves within the warship, even communicating silently. Elaine dared not touch these ghosts, and simply followed the footprints left by Komi.

We finally arrived at the bridge, the most popular place on the entire warship.

Sharon and Ferren were already seated at the large table. Ferren asked enthusiastically how the raid had gone, while Sharon's face was yellowish-green, and he made a distorted expression that looked disgusted but unable to vomit.

I wonder what Ferren fed Sharon while he was weak...

Koji was indifferent to Sharon's physical condition; to him, as long as Sharon didn't die and trigger a curse that would take him to hell, that was enough.

Sharon struggled to lift his head, and when he saw Elaine standing beside Komi, his dull eyes immediately lit up with a sharp light.

“My God! A navigator! Brother Markus, is this a gift you prepared for me? How did you know it was my anniversary of becoming a Space Marine today?”

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Koji was very puzzled by his self-satisfaction, suspecting that he had eaten something strange and disgusting that had damaged his brain.

He slammed his chainsaw axe down on the table and warned Sharon in a cold tone, "This navigator is very useful to me. I hope you two won't cause her any trouble, and don't spread your stupid ideas and thoughts to her."

“Alright, alright, I respect your opinion. Everyone likes to have a pet, and I understand that.” Ferren showed Gu Jian his palm as a sign of sincerity, with a thin cat covered in sores sitting on his leg armor.

It seems that Faerûn finally found his cherished little pet during the time he was raiding the Void Station.