Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

After realizing what these guys were going to do, Malakin also became angry. He was not only angry because these guys had completely abandoned their humanity, but also because he failed to stop this behavior before Sandales.

This was a shame for them and made them lose face in front of their father's soul.

"Answer me, what do you guys want to do?"

Sandiles' voice, which was calm but concealed with anger, reached the ears of several men like a death note.

They originally wanted to see which guy was so bold as to interfere with their good deeds.

But when heavy footsteps came quickly towards them, they realized that they seemed to have offended someone they shouldn't have.

As if to cater to Sandiles's mood, the flame on the sword of hope in his hand crackled as if dry firewood was added to it, and the golden and red color made Sandiles's appearance look a little scary.

The figure, taller than the Astartes, cast a shadow over them. At that moment, they felt as if their hearts were about to stop beating.

"Sir! We were just impulsive. The current situation in Valentino has made it impossible for us to remain calm!"

The leading man retreated in panic, explaining his current actions to Sandales in a trembling voice as he retreated.

The woman who was released because of Sandelles's appearance was already crying and hugging her child beside her. She had thought that her life would end at this moment.

The woman's crying was like gasoline that fueled the anger in Sandales' heart. He could tolerate these people hiding when the crisis came, but he could not tolerate these guys attacking their compatriots.

The wailers who came because of the unrest here quickly knocked several people to the ground. They never thought that such a drama would be staged in front of their genetic father. This was a huge shame for them.

Facing the black muzzle of the grenade launcher, these people dared not make a sound. Even though blood was already flowing from their heads, they still did not dare to wipe it off.

"So you're going to inflict your evil thoughts on defenseless people?"

With his right hand tightly gripping the hilt of the Sword of Hope, Sandales was suppressing the urge to kill the people in front of him. A low voice kept echoing in his mind, telling him about the crimes of these people and urging him to take their lives.

"Mother, it's okay. Don't cry. The big guys and I will protect you."

Chapter 32: Khorne: Chao! No shipments again!

The child's comforting voice to his mother was like clear water that extinguished the gradually boiling fire in his heart. He only heard the voice in his head roaring in anger at the failure of the plan, which also made Sandres feel scared.

There was no need to think about it. The mysterious voice in his mind was the Blood God tempting him into a trap. If he used the sword that symbolized hope to take the lives of these people today, then next time he might use a false excuse to release his uncontrollable emotions like them.

They release their inner desires out of fear, and they vent their almost collapsed rationality out of anger.

"Publicly publish their actions and ugly faces, and sentence them according to the Imperial Code and Valentino Law. Tell this to Valentin, and have him send the bailiffs to handle it."

Sandales' right hand loosened the tightly grasped Sword of Hope. In fact, even he did not notice that the golden light of the Sword of Hope flashed in the child's black pupils.

In silence, the anger in Sandales' heart gradually subsided, replaced by a feeling of sadness and powerlessness.

He had long understood that humans were complex creatures. In the tavern, he saw those noble souls who left the chance of survival to their families or others, but now, he also saw the low point of human nature.

Malakin wanted to say something, but looking at Sandiles' current performance, he finally chose to remain silent.

A shadow fell on Sandiles's face. No one knew what he was thinking. The wailers around him had long wanted to grind those people to dust. Their actions brought shame to the wailers in front of the soul of their genetic father.

They believed that it was their negligence that led to Sandales' current distress. They should have discovered this matter quickly and sentenced these people before Sandales arrived.

"Why don't you go home? The situation outside is very chaotic now."

A voice with a hint of sadness came from Sandiles' mouth. It was not known whether it was the fragment of Sanguinius hidden deep in his soul that was at work or whether Sandiles' voice itself was contagious at this moment. Malakin and the others only felt that they also felt the sadness in Sandiles' heart.

Their disappointment in human nature and compassion for their compatriots made them heartbroken, and such emotions completely suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"My lord, I am very sorry. I did not mean to cause you any distress. I came to look for my husband, who has not been home for a long time."

The woman looked at Sandres with a tear-stained face, and took a photo out of her breast pocket with trembling hands.

Originally, Malakin wanted to reach out and take it, but Sandales was much faster than him.

Sandelles took the photo and looked at the picture with his own eyes.

In the photo, in addition to the woman in front of him and the child beside her, there is also a man wearing imperial standard equipment and a Valentino spirit medal on his chest.

It is an honor award established by the planetary governor Salazar. Only those who have made outstanding contributions to Valentino can receive such a medal.

"My husband previously responded to the call of Inquisitor Valadin and went on a mission unknown to us. He promised to return, but a day has passed and there has been no news from him."

The woman's voice gave Sandiles a bad feeling. Valedin had only personally issued orders regarding the reconnaissance team recently. If what the woman said was true, then her husband was very likely to have joined the reconnaissance team that had been wiped out.

The husband sacrificed himself, while his wife and children were insulted by others and almost faced shameless violation. All this chaos made the anger in Sandiles' heart show signs of emerging again, but this time he suppressed it deep in his heart.

Under the incredulous gaze of the wailers, Sandales half-knelt in front of the woman and solemnly returned the photo to her.

"I'm sorry, but I think you might need to prepare for the worst."

Sandiles' words made the woman completely lose control. Her cries echoed throughout the street at this moment. The sadness in her voice was like a real blade that pierced the hearts of all the wailing people present.

Although the child beside the woman also had tears in his eyes, he did not let the tears flow out. Instead, he bit his lips tightly to hold the tears back into his eyes, and from time to time he secretly wiped away the tears that could no longer be taken back from the corners of his eyes.

"Do you have tickets to leave Valentino?"

"Yes... yes, sir. My husband gave me two boat tickets before leaving and asked me to leave with my children."

"Didn't you ask him what he was going to do?"

"I am his wife and his support. I won't ask him too much about what he needs to do. I will just quietly prepare the necessary luggage for him behind his back."

Every word the woman said was like a razor blade hanging on Sandelles' heart.

"Could you tell me your name?"

"Stellie Jarvan, my husband is Orpeth Lordaeron, and this child is Jarvan Lordaeron."

"Very well, Ms. Stella, would you allow me to visit your home? I want to see what the residence of such an empire hero is like."

The woman was a little surprised by Sandiles' words. She immediately wiped the tears from her face and wanted to stand up to show Sandiles the way to her cabin.

On Valentino, no one is unfamiliar with the name of Sandiles. Perhaps to those nobles and criminals, the name of Sandiles represents terror, but to civilians and imperial warriors like them, Sandiles is always synonymous with friendliness and kindness.

Malakin wanted to say something, but was quickly stopped by Sandiles' raised hand.

"Malakin, what is our purpose in fighting the Warp?"

"It's to protect our compatriots, sir."

"More than that, what we truly need to protect is humanity's courage to persist in the darkness. I will not give up the opportunity to care for my compatriots because of the coming battle, just as Sanguinius chose not to abandon the people of Baal because of the Great Crusade."

Having said this, Malakin also understood that nothing he said would change Sandiles's will. What he had to do now was simple, which was to prepare a team for him to enter the lower nest before Sandiles came back.

This time, they may go very deep into the lower nest.

Chapter 33 I Promise

On a street in Zhongchao, Sandiles followed Stella to the house where the three of them used to live. The house was not big and could only be considered average.

For a native family born and raised on Valentino, having a house like this in Zhongchao is enough for them to settle down.

The biggest feature of this house is the brick and stone structure. After using various reinforcement measures to simply improve the structural strength of the house, it has become a place for Stellar's family to live.

The iron gate protects the house from outsiders, while a few small windows become channels for the house to communicate with the outside world.

Simple and warm, this is how Sandelles described this house.

"Sir, please be careful, the door of the house is quite low."

After opening the door, Stella bent down and invited Sandi into her house, where they had lived for decades, ever since she and her husband, Orpes, started their family.

Sandales bent down and walked into the house. The interior decoration of this house was much better than he had imagined, with wooden floors and odorless wall paint. The furniture made by Valentino's local carpenters was neatly placed in the right place.

Although these pieces of furniture are not particularly expensive in Valentino, they are definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. After all, most families in Valentino will use their income on living expenses, such as food and the purchase of other necessities.

Few people would spend their income on decorating their homes, but it was clear that the potential expendable Orpes and Mrs. Stella were not like other families.

"I was really surprised by the interior of the house. In my impression, not many families in Valentino would pay so much attention to the interior decoration of their houses."

Sandiles looked around the interior of the house, and then his eyes stopped on a large wall. There was no furniture under this wall, because there were pictures hanging on the wall.

There are memories of Orpes joining the Planetary Defense Force, and also memories of the couple welcoming their first little life.

"My lord, please help yourself. I will prepare some food for you."

"Thank you very much, Madam Stella, but there's no need to bother you. I may need to take care of some important matters next, so I won't bother you too much."

Sandiles smiled slightly at Mrs. Stella, and then continued to keep his gaze on the photo.

I seem to remember who this Orpes is. He was originally a classmate of the priest Mountbatten, but later for some unknown reason, the two parted ways. Mountbatten joined the state religion, while Orpes joined the planetary defense force.

If his memory served him correctly, the position of the current commander of the planetary defense force was handed over to Andrea after Orpes retired.

"My Lord, forgive my inquiries, but are you heading to the Lower Nest?"

After sending her children back to their rooms, Stella asked Sandales in a slightly trembling voice. She remembered what the adult in front of her had just said to her: be prepared for the worst.

That is to say, her husband might still be alive.

Although the odds are slim, there is still hope.

"Yes, ma'am, I need to go to the lower nest. Whether for the Empire or you, this planet cannot be abandoned. You still have the right to live."

"Then may I ask you for one favor? If my husband is still alive, I beg you to bring him back to me. But if he has been sacrificed by the Emperor, then I beg you to bring me back one of his possessions."

Stellar was already sobbing when she said the last word. Although she had been prepared for the possibility that her husband might leave her and their children one day in the future, when that day really came, her psychological defenses finally collapsed.

Orpes promised that the task would only take half a day to complete, but she had been waiting for a whole day, and her husband seemed to have disappeared without any news, and this result made her heartbroken.

The families of my husband's colleagues were all prepared to accept that outcome.

But she pleaded for hope in her heart.

Her husband is an elite member of the planetary defense force. Countless tasks that others think are impossible have been solved one by one in her husband's hands. She believes that this time is no exception. Her husband is just in a possible predicament, so he needs help from others.

And this is the last self-hypnosis she can set for herself.

Looking at this strong mother, Sandres sighed slightly.

In this dark universe, there are countless mothers like Stelli and fathers like Orpes who have left their families for various missions and countless admirable or ridiculous reasons.

These people either voluntarily or forcibly turned themselves into parts and added to the huge machine of the human empire.

Continue to play a role in your position throughout your life until the day you retire or are forced to be replaced.

Even I am just an important screw.

One day in the future, I may be able to step down from such a rotten and bloated machine and embrace my originally ordinary life.

But perhaps you also need to devote your entire life to constantly tinkering with this machine for the future.

Looking at the mother beside him who was already crying, Sandiles slowly knelt on his right knee on the floor, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the mother's eyes with his white hands.

Stella felt the warmth of Sandiles' hands, and finally gently hugged the figure in front of her who was a person taller than her.

Perhaps in the future she will be able to single-handedly support this family that is already incomplete.

But at least now, I need a temporary support.

"You are a strong mother, and your husband is the foundation of an empire. Even the stars cannot compare to your striving souls."

"I promise you, if your husband is still alive, I will do everything in my power to bring him back to reunite with you and your child. If he unfortunately turns into a heroic spirit, then I swear that I will kill the enemy who killed him."

"This is the promise I, Sandales, made, for mothers and wives like you, and for the billions of people in the empire."

Chapter 34: Preparing to Enter the Lower Nest Again

After being almost forced to eat a whole loaf of bread by Mrs. Stella, Sandelles said goodbye to Mrs. Stella, who was strong despite her fragility.

Even I have to admit that Ms. Stella is indeed an outstanding person.

Not all wives can maintain their last bit of rational thinking ability when faced with the possibility of their husband's sacrifice.

And if I guessed correctly, the direction Mrs. Stellar was heading in the morning should be the Anglican Church.

If nothing unexpected happens, she should be planning to ask Mountbatten about her husband.

"My lord, the two teams are ready. Combat Team Valerian and Combat Team Halsey will join us in the mission of entering the Lower Nest."

In front of the elevator shaft, brothers Malakin and Senai had been waiting for a long time, and behind them were 18 battle brothers wearing standard Mark VII power armor.

Perhaps due to the Lamenters' own limited weapon inventory, both combat teams only have one fireman using a high-speed heavy grenade launcher.