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Chapter 50 Domination and Slavery

As Horus walked along the road with firm steps, the Emperor majestically held his hand, as if leading him into a whole new world.

The sunlight filtered through the clouds and fell on the Emperor's shining armor, making him look even more majestic and inviolable.

All around, attendants in gorgeous costumes were playing hymns with melodious tunes, adding a touch of solemnity and joy to Horus's return and his reunion with his loved ones.

The notes jumped in the air, as if cheering for this moment of reunion.

"Your sisters have been waiting for a long time up ahead."

The double-headed eagle in front of them shone brightly in the sunlight, emitting a golden glow.

Horus had heard the Emperor mention that her mother had snow-white hair and crimson pupils. Although the relative before her was somewhat different from the image of her mother in her memory, the feeling of blood connection made her feel more at home.

However, this blood relative, Aurora, is slightly shorter than Horus, but the aura she radiates from the inside out cannot be ignored.

Her crimson eyes reflected not only guidance and protection, but also deep love and expectation for Horus. She looked at Horus as if she were looking at a spoiled yet proud young lady.

The other sister, Huile, was even thinner, her height only reaching Horus' waist.

Her black pupils were calm, as if she could see through everything in the world.

The breeze blew her hair, adding a touch of softness and agility to her.

Even though she seemed too rational.

Without any unnecessary movement, the two relatives of Horus simultaneously extended their hands to her.

Horus smiled and took both of her hands in his, feeling the warmth and strength that came from deep within his blood.

"Aurora."

"Huile."

"Horus."

Although Horus was somewhat disappointed that he was not the first child in the family, this disappointment was soon diluted by the joy of recognizing his blood relatives.

"Welcome home, my brother Horus." Aurora said to Horus with a smile, her voice full of sincerity and warmth.

Huile nodded to Horus, although she didn't say much.

"There are too many things going on in the empire. Mother has many important government affairs to deal with and cannot come to greet you in person. Please forgive me." Huile said softly to Horus. There was a hint of apology in her voice, but more of it was joy for Horus' return.

There was a hint of tenderness in Huile's eyes, as if trying to soothe the possible loss in Horus' heart.

Horus did not indulge in that slight sense of loss.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over Huiyue, and fell on the guards who were lined up neatly on both sides of the road, wearing gorgeous costumes and playing music.

Their costumes sparkled in the sun and the music was melodious, adding a solemn and joyful atmosphere to the road.

"Her loyal guards are here to greet me on her behalf." Horus said to himself, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Although her mother was unable to attend in person, the presence of these guards made her feel her mother's love and attention. Their loyalty and enthusiasm seemed to convey her mother's apology and blessings for not being able to greet her in person.

"It's okay," Horus shook his head at Huile, his voice full of understanding and tolerance, "I'm already very satisfied to feel the love and attention of my family." As he spoke, he gently stroked the Centaur ring in his hand, which was a gift from his father.

In the company of his sisters and the love of his parents, Horus felt unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.

He was once a child with nothing, but now he has become the darling of the galaxy.

This sudden change filled his heart with cherishment and gratitude. Sometimes he even felt that it was all so beautiful as a dream and unbelievable.

When the Emperor's gaze fell upon the golden double-headed eagle before him, a complex emotion welled up in him.

This double-headed eagle was originally prepared by Aurora to congratulate him on his victorious return, but in his eyes, he seemed to see the figure of Carlos, or perhaps Tzeentch's strange tentacles had reached Terra.

The first time he saw her, he thought his daughter had thrown herself into Chaos' arms in order to avenge him.

When he looked closely at the two-headed eagle, he found that it was not a real living creature.

The bodies of two Tzeentch Daemons were cleverly attached to it by psychic energy, merging them into a unique being.

The gold paint not only makes it extraordinarily gorgeous, but also, through the infusion of psychic energy, allows this warp creature to only be able to speak some fixed, flattering lines.

Such a design made the Emperor marvel at its genius. It cleverly utilized the power of psychic energy to achieve the purpose of controlling the creatures in the Warp.

[Prisoners under shackles, their souls tightly bound by invisible chains, unable to break free from the abyss of slavery.]

This method also reminded him of Xi in the past, who was also proficient in the use of psychic powers, but was disgusted with this kind of restraint and manipulation.

Xi showed extraordinary talent at that time, and her abilities were breathtaking.

Looking back on his childhood, obtaining food depended entirely on Xi's wisdom and ability.

She is able to skillfully manipulate young animals, using them as bait to attract powerful predators, which she can then kill with her spear.

Thanks to her, I was able to survive in that difficult environment.

After all, he was very young, weak, and had little strength at that time. If Xi had not appeared, he would probably have starved to death in the wilderness.

Xi came into his life like a savior, giving him food and hope of life.

She not only raised him but also taught him how to use his psychic powers.

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Chapter 51: Words That Make Him Pledge Allegiance

"I have never dared to imagine this in my life. Or rather, ever since I decided to support the Emperor, to let him come out of seclusion, to lead Terra, and to help humanity embark on the road to glory again, I have never dared to hope for even half a day's respite."

"From the moment I supported the Emperor to the unification of Terra today, I seem to have been deprived of rest time. Even the blink of an eye can be considered rest, not to mention the rare rest time of the donkey in the ancient Terra legend. I am simply working non-stop without a moment's rest.

But today, everything is different.

The arrival of the Regent seemed to bring a breath of fresh air to these dull days.

Makado: This young man named Yuanming standing next to an old man like me is a promising junior. He is smart, kind, humble, and most importantly, he can handle official business.

The arrival of the Regent obviously made a difference.

Yuanming seemed to be injected with endless energy. His brain, which was comparable to a supercomputer, was working at full speed at this moment. With astonishing efficiency, he rejected Malcador's request very firmly and ordered him to put down the heavy work that originally belonged to Malcador.

Anyone who sees such a shocking scene would be shocked, even the Regent.

Under the slightly shocked gazes of the king and the two maids serving behind him, Yuanming had spent an hour and a half to process the pile of documents that looked like a dozen towering mountains.

His handling was not only swift but also precise and accurate. Even someone as picky as Malcador would find it difficult to find any flaws.

At this moment, when Makado saw the processed documents, he deeply realized how long Yuanming's hidden talent had been buried by him.

"He's my lifesaver, but why didn't he do this before? He must be looking for a promotion, but I can't get it for him anymore."

Makado figured it out in just a moment.

"But simply letting Yuanming serve as the Right Prime Minister is a waste of his talent. I must find a stage where he can better display his talents, so that he can continue to contribute all his wisdom and strength to me, Terra, and the glory of mankind in the future."

Makado said so much in his mind, just wanting to get rid of the burden.

Xi was standing aside, her eyes sparkling brightly, her thin and beautiful lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to dissuade this overly hasty and stressful behavior, but in the end, she still didn't speak, she chose to wait.

After all, his subordinate Yuanming was showing him his excellence, which was exactly what he was most proud of and what he had the greatest strengths in - efficiently handling government affairs and accurately grasping the situation.

The talents displayed by Yuanming were exactly what he had always hoped the king would see.

While waiting, Xi sat quietly in the main seat, watching Yuanming handle affairs with deep and focused eyes, with two maids standing on her left and right.

But after that, I got a little tired of watching it.

Xi slowly took out a bottle of long-treasured red wine from the psychic space. The bottle was shining with the luster of time, as if every inch of it contained a story.

She gently took out an exquisite glass and slowly poured the red wine into it. The bright red liquid, like blood, surged in the glass like surging waves, carrying an indescribable charm and power.

Macador, on the other hand, stared at Yuanming with eyes full of encouragement, motivation, and gratitude. His eyes seemed to say, "You're doing great. Keep it up!"

From time to time, Xi would hear Malcador's old and powerful voice, which was all praise and affirmation of Yuanming.

Xi just nodded and looked at the red wine in the glass that was like bright red waves. She gently sipped the wine between her thin and beautiful lips, but it seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not create any waves.

Xi was getting a little impatient.

"I came here with an important mission - to give you the method of making scavenger worms." There was an unquestionable firmness in Xi's voice. She slowly handed the paper with the method of making scavenger worms to Makado.

"This is the production method. I hope you can follow this method to make the road-cleaning worms and achieve mass production." Xi's eyes were shining with anticipation. She knew the importance of this weapon.

The scavenger worm was a tool developed by humans in the golden age to clean small pipes and sewers, but now it has been changed by her into a weapon that relies on physical rules or untouchables to suppress the subspace. Its appearance will be the greatest restraint on psychics.

However, the materials needed to make the improved road cleaning worms are extremely rare and precious.

Either they are fragments of star gods from distant star regions, or they are those untouchable people - the mysterious power contained in them makes their bones the key material for making scavenger worms.

"I know these materials are not easy to obtain. But precisely because of this, we must cherish this opportunity and go all out to find and collect these materials." Xi's voice was filled with a hint of determination. As the regent, she only needed to issue the task, and leave the rest to Malcador.

Malcador took the paper and read the contents carefully, his eyes also flashing with determination and expectation.

He knew very well that this production method was not only a weapon blueprint, but also a heavy responsibility that carried Xi's trust and expectations.

"Don't worry, my lord. We will do our best to produce the scavenger worms and achieve mass production." There was a hint of perseverance and determination in Malcador's voice. Why did he serve the Empire and be a slave to the Emperor?

Is it because of being unable to think straight and committing sins?

Do not!

In order to allow mankind to return to the glory of the Golden Age, the modified scavenger bugs can not only suppress psykers, but also make the repair work of the webway more convenient and rapid.

"There's no need for that, Yuanming." Xi's voice was soft and firm. She stood up, put down the wine glass in her hand, and waved her hand gently, interrupting Yuanming's action.

Her servants also stopped what they were doing and looked at their master respectfully because of the words she uttered.

"You don't need to prove anything to me. You will always be the most outstanding and excellent among my servants. I have deeply witnessed your ability and loyalty and have kept them in my heart."

Xi's eyes were full of admiration and trust. She continued to speak to her two maids:

"Furthermore, each and every one of the White King's Servant is unique to me. No matter the worlds that have burned to ashes, those facing destruction, or those that remain intact, none can compare to any of you."

"You are my most important attendants, the signposts I will leave behind on my journey to guide those who come after me."

Xi's words were full of sincere emotions, but she knew that as the superior, she could stand firm there just by speaking those short and powerful words, and possess the magic power to command the world, making everyone willing to go through fire and water for her, even to die, and even to sacrifice their precious lives.

How unfair!

As Yuanming listened to Xi's words, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He bowed deeply to express his gratitude and loyalty to Xi.

He would always feel that being able to be a servant of the King and being a human being was the greatest honor and pride of his life.

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Chapter 52: Entering Politics

The Emperor departed, leaving his Primarch children to contemplate in their own selves within his magnificent palace.

He said he had to deal with some important matters and took away the golden double-headed eagle that Aurora had given to him and Horus to celebrate their return. He left behind only a simple but meaningful message: "Let Horus get along well with her sisters."

Aurora was keenly aware of Horus's newfound reserve and curiosity.

So, she smiled, stretched out her hand, gently took Horus's hand, and said, "You just came back and are not familiar with this place. Let me take you to visit our empire."

They turned around and saw the White King's attendant.

A group of attendants dressed in gorgeous dresses and singing melodiously were singing heartily. Their singing was like the sound of nature, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Aurora pointed at the attendants and explained to Horus:

"Those who are singing for you are the White King's servants. They are Mother's guards. Since Mother is busy and can't come to greet you in person today, she has mobilized all the guards to welcome you."

Huile stood in front of Horus, her figure tall and agile, like a gorgeous steel flower. Her dark eyes were pregnant with ever-changing thunder, as if she could burst out with amazing power at any time. Her dress uniform blended perfectly with her muscle lines, showing a unique temperament that was both powerful and gentle.

Her slightly curly black hair spread out behind her, like waves made of black iron, sparkling with a mysterious light.

Horus looked at Huile and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

Her sisters were all the Emperor's ingenious creations, each possessing her own unique charm and power.

But Horus still admired the sisters who were Primarchs, even though he was also one of them.

Aurora saw the excitement on Horus' face and smiled as she echoed, "This celebration will last a whole year, and the entire human world will rejoice over your arrival. Furthermore, the descendants of your legion are among the finest in the empire. They earned the name of Silver Moon Wolves with their own hands. It's truly remarkable."

Upon hearing this, Horus's eyes flashed with pride and anticipation.

What about you?" Horus said.