Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

They only paid the price of a few tanks and broke through the outer defense line of the spire.

This is not normal, not what the Skalewok family should be like.

The number of people responsible for guarding the spire is too small. The Skalewok family is also one of the top dignitaries at the spire. Their army has tens of thousands of people, but there are only a few hundred people guarding the spire right now. So where is the main force of the Skalewok family?

Shen felt a faint sense of unease in his heart, as if they had fallen into a trap.

……

"Very good, very good." Count Skalewok sneered. "I thought it would be that monster that came, but I didn't expect them to come out in person. Do they really think the pariahs of the Lower Nest will win?"

Zhan Duo said anxiously: "Father, if that monster doesn't come, our plan will fail!"

"Failure?" Count Scarewock's sinister gaze swept across the screen. "Isn't this a great success? Although we failed to lure out that monster, we eliminated the traitor within. This will serve as a good warning."

Zhan Duo's heart sank, and he cursed his father's stupidity in his heart.

If they can't kill that monster, there's no point in killing as many people as they can!

As long as the monster is still there, their lives are hanging by a thread, and the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads may fall at any time.

Fortunately, he still has a backup plan.

Zhan Duo gently stroked the dagger in his sleeve with his fingertips, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at his father's back.

……

"This is a trap, aren't you going to warn them?"

"If I warn them, Skalewok will detonate the nuclear bomb prematurely when he sees them retreating."

In the shadows, unnoticed by anyone, the pale giant sneaked into a spire twenty kilometers away from the battlefield like a ghost.

The Skalewok family has hidden a miniature nuclear bomb deep in the main tower. Once detonated, everything within a five-kilometer radius will be reduced to ashes.

The nuclear bomb was used against Koz, but Koz had already seen Shen's future in advance.

As an enemy, Earl Scarewolk is quite cunning and cruel enough.

In this carefully planned conspiracy, only he and his son survived, and the entire family will be buried with them.

When the flames of the nuclear explosion engulf the spire, the wealth accumulated by the family for generations will be reduced to ashes in the blazing white flames along with those members of the family who have no time to escape.

If they could really kill Curze, all these costs would be worth it. Without Curze, the Night Haunter would be vulnerable.

Anyone else might have been fooled, but they knew nothing about the Primarch.

This isolated spire stands on the edge of the Skalewok domain, belonging to an obscure branch of House Skalewok.

In the future that Curze foresaw, Earl Skalevok was lurking in this spire, like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, patiently waiting for his prey to step into his carefully woven death trap.

The heavily guarded defenses were useless in front of Curze. His figure wandered in the shadows like a ghost, following the stench of sin in search of Count Scarlevok.

"Boom!"

A loud thunderclap made Zhan Duo turn his head and stare out the window. The pale lightning tore through the lead-gray clouds, illuminating his face in flickering light.

Zhanduo clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, and whispered like a curse seeped out from between his teeth.

"It's okay, it's just a lot of noise but little action. Don't scare yourself..."

He tried to convince himself, but even the last word was trembling.

Because just as he turned his head, another pale lightning tore through the darkness, illuminating the pale giant standing quietly at the door.

No one knows when he came, and no one knows how he found his way here.

Zhan Duo stumbled back, every muscle cramped with fear.

Count Skalverk placed his hand on his son's shoulder, protecting him behind him and confronting the pale giant in the air.

He fixed Koz with a sinister look and asked unwillingly, "Who are you?"

Koz was silent as the abyss, unwilling to even offer a contemptuous response.

"Stop!" Count Skalewok shouted, his thumb hovering over the scarlet button. "If I press it, the Skalewok family's territory will be razed to the ground by a nuclear bomb!"

"You're threatening us with your own family? Do you think we care?"

As Zhanduo's gaze passed over the pale giant, he realized that there was another person in the darkness behind the giant.

"Are there two monsters in the Midnight Haunter?" Zhan Duo trembled all over, and the dagger slipped out of his sleeve and was held tightly in his palm.

"It's not just us, billions more will be buried with us!" Count Skalverk laughed maniacally. "That nuclear bomb will not only destroy the Skalverk family, but will also tear apart the structural stability of the hive. The untouchables of the Upper and Lower Hives will also suffer. Don't you care about the lives of those untouchables?"

Wop nodded: "Then press it."

Lord Skarswall's laughter died away abruptly, like a rooster being strangled, the hoarse tail still gurgling in his throat.

Chapter 38 Hello, dear Zhanduo

"Bluster won't scare anyone." Curze's whisper rippled through the darkness. "The bomb's blast radius is only five kilometers. That's not enough to even raze the spire to the ground. Many will be killed, but it's a necessary sacrifice."

Surrendering just because you are being held hostage is not noble behavior, but stupid.

They dare to take hostages even when they are pointed at with guns. Putting down the guns will only further embolden the criminals.

A nuclear bomb explosion will kill many people, but what does this have to do with Curze?

The foundation of the Night Haunter is in the Lower Nest. There are neither factories nor workers at the top of the tower, only the powerful and the servants who have served the powerful for generations.

If they really died in a nuclear explosion, Curze would sympathize with them, but he would neither feel sad nor regretful.

Besides, what made Skalewok think he could push the button in front of the Primarch?

"If you think I'm bluffing, then why don't you dare kill me?" Earl Skarewok's mouth twisted into a grin of confidence. He was sure that he had caught Koz's fatal flaw.

"Why don't you look back?" Wop kindly reminded.

"Oh." A sneer rolled out of Earl Scarewolk's nose. Did he think he was a fool? He had nothing behind him except his son. Could his son really harm him?

Count Scarewock felt a pain in his heart and looked down to see a bloody blade piercing his left chest.

The Earl turned his neck stiffly, his face frozen in shock colder than death.

Zhan Duo pulled out the knife and snatched the detonator. He looked at the count with eyes full of sadness and his Adam's apple moved with difficulty.

"Father, you can't make the same mistake over and over again. Those are tens of millions of lives at stake! Forgive me, just this once. I must stop you!"

The count fell down unwillingly, blood splattering from his chest.

"I'm sorry, father."

The dagger in Zhanduo's hand fell to the ground, and the sound of metal hitting stone was particularly harsh in the dead silence.

He stumbled back, his back hitting the cold wall hard, and he slowly slid down to the ground.

He held his face in his hands, and he couldn't tell whether the blood seeping out from between his fingers was his father's or his own tears.

The difficult decision of sacrificing one's own family for the sake of justice was so heartbreaking that it made anyone cry. Even Wop couldn't help but applaud him. If he hadn't known that the man's name was Jando Skalevok, he would have almost been fooled.

Curz stepped past the Count and snatched the detonator from Jando.

Count Skarswall stared at Zando with his eyes wide open, as if asking him why.

But now he finally understood that Koz didn't take action not because he was afraid, but because he was watching the show.

"Jando Skalevok." Coze slowly pronounced his name.

Zhan Duo wiped his tears with his bloodstained sleeve, staggered to his feet, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, I know the rules of the Midnight Haunter. My father's stubborn behavior has brought our family to ruin. I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but only for a chance to atone for our sins."

Coze ignored him, lifting Jando's chin with his hand and examining the dark lines on his face.

"The two black marks on your face were given by your father when you were ten years old. They commemorated your first kill and told others that you were the strongest among all his descendants."

Zhan Duo's body trembled, and this time he was really scared.

"You didn't kill a gangster, you didn't kill a scavenger, you killed a beautiful girl from the Lower Nest. What was her name? Oh, Veronica."

"She found you on the street and brought you home. You had no intention of killing her and even wanted to take her back to the spire. But while you were strengthening her, her parents returned. You had no choice but to kill her parents and the girl who kept screaming."

"Poor Veronica, her beauty and conscience were her downfall. Even in death she had to endure your insults. You also peeled off her skin and brought it back to your family as a trophy to show off. It's still hanging on your bedside. First love is always hard to forget."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please, forgive me, I can atone my sins." Zhan Duo cried bitterly and his body trembled constantly.

"Don't ask for mercy. You know I won't forgive you."

Zhan Duo fell into despair, but that was not depression, but a last counterattack before falling into the abyss.

The barrel of the gun slipped out of his sleeve, but a thin scarlet line appeared in his throat first, and the splattering blood drew a mocking arc in the air, as if mocking his futile preparations.

In the Primarch's eyes, the struggles of mortals are nothing more than dust falling in slow motion.

"You can still see the past?" Wop asked in surprise.

"No, but he wrote all this down in his diary, and he would often add new things to it."

Wop looked disgusted. It turned out that those who wrote diaries were not serious people.

Coz: “What a shame.”

"Who?"

"That girl named Veronica could have had a better future if she hadn't met Zhan Duo."

"She was unfortunate, but in the old order, similar misfortunes happened to everyone in the Lower Nest."

"That's why we must overthrow it. This won't happen again in the new order. The Night Haunter will ensure justice and law are enforced."

“Is this the future you see?” Wop asked.

“No,” Coates said. “This is the future we’re going to create.”

Wop looked relieved. Although according to the nature of the Warhammer universe, even if there was no Tattooed Count, there would be Tattooed Duke and Tattooed Marquis, but Wop believed that Curze would keep Midnight Haunter on the right path.

But correspondingly, Wop should have a headache because of the Raven Shadow Guard.

"What's bothering you?" Coze asked, noticing any subtle changes in Wop's mood.

"Your other brother." Wop did not hide it. "He is very similar to you, but different."

Coze gradually became like Corax, and Wop was afraid that Corax would become like Coze.

"Are you leaving?" Koz's voice suddenly became tense.

A cold premonition ran up his spine and up to the back of his head. He seemed to see the corners of Wop's clothes moving in the air without wind, as if pulled by an invisible tide.

Wop never hid anything from Curze; from the beginning he told Curze about his great but worthless father and his twenty brothers.

Koz also knew that Wop would leave one day sooner or later. Not only did he need Wop, but his brothers also needed Wop.

Cozee understood all of this and respected Wopp's choice.

But when Wop was really about to leave, Koz's heart became restless.

Wop: "I don't even know when I'm going to leave, just like I don't know how I got here. It all depends on what your unhuman father thinks. But don't worry, I'm not going away so soon. I haven't seen you create the future yet."

Koz nodded with a heavy heart. Even if it wasn't that soon, could that day really be far away?

If he didn't want Wop to leave, he had to find a way to stop his father and his brothers. Those giant babies were not worthy of Wop's teaching.

Chapter 39: The Philosopher King

"Sir, we have taken control of the spire of the Skalewok family. What should I do with them?" Shen asked.

In front of him, all the members of Skalewok were gathered in the hall, and the army was guarding all the entrances and exits. From time to time, Skalewok hiding in the secret room was pulled out and thrown into the hall, waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Shen lowered his head and looked at the officer who was waiting for instructions.

"They are all guilty. Give them a trial."

"No!"

A nearby noble heard their conversation and screamed in panic. The nearby soldiers thought he was going to resist and shot him through the heart.

"No, please, save my child. At least this child is innocent."

"Don't kill me, I have money, I know where the family treasure is, I can give it all to you!"

The nobles realized what was about to happen, and the women screamed and the men cried out for mercy.

Shen raised his palm without mercy, and when the palm fell like a guillotine, the whole hall was suddenly covered by a scarlet light net.