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

People understood what Wop meant and quickly put forward their own representatives.

The nomads pushed forward their chieftain, Van Mogel, who was also the one who adopted Lorgar and named him Lorgar.

The believers pushed forward the leader of the guards, Akshida, a tall warrior who was five years old.

The slaves pushed forward Nero, a respected ten-year-old man.

Akshida and Nero's eyes were filled with awe, just like the other believers, and most of the nomads were grateful to Lorgar for saving them from the massacre at Kor Phaeron.

Only Van Mogel, his adoptive father, understood that Lorgar's nature was as cold and ruthless as his divinity. He saved them not because they were dying, but because Wop was disappointed in him.

Van Mogel's eyes were filled with sorrow. In fact, he had understood since he adopted Lorgar, how could God care about mortals?

"Kor Phaeron is dead, and his ridiculous pilgrimage has ended." Wop's eyes swept over them one by one. "If any of you want to leave, you can leave now. I will set you free."

“O Lord, we have nowhere else to go. Please allow us to follow you and the Prophet.”

Naro knelt on the scorching sand, his forehead pressed against the ground, extremely pious.

Akshida also knelt down and said firmly: "We will not abandon the Prophet."

Van Mogel didn't say anything. This was their home. Where else could they go?

"He is not a prophet, much less a god!" Wop warned them sternly. "If you follow him because you believe in the prophet, then follow the prophet's instructions and leave!"

Naro and Akshida looked up at Lorgar.

"Listen to my father," Lorgar said. "I am not a prophet, nor do I receive worship. If you insist on worshipping me as a prophet, then please leave."

Lorgar, who was only one and a half years old, was held in Erebus's arms, and the sun gilded his slender outline.

His porcelain-white face showed no expression from beginning to end, and his voice was soft and tender, but when his violet eyes swept calmly over the two kneeling people, their bodies were still shaking uncontrollably.

Wopdo glanced at Lorgar. Even Koz had never called him father, probably because he was a little embarrassed.

But Lorgar called "father" without any hesitation, which made Wop feel guilty about stealing someone else's wife and daughter. If the Emperor knew about it, he would not beat him, right?

"Don't call me father!" Wop corrected sternly.

"No way?" Lorca raised his little face and looked at Wop pitifully.

"I'm not your father!" Wop's heart softened for a moment, but he still turned his head away cruelly.

It was a close call, I almost fell into the trap of Asia's Little Nanliang!

Naro and Akshida were heartbroken. They almost rushed forward to grab Wop's ankles and begged him to agree to let Lorca call him father.

"Can you make life better for my people?" Van Mogel asked.

Lorgar, this name means rainmaker in Colchian.

The thing that nomads living in the desert lack the most is water. Rain is almost their only chance to get water. The name he gave to Lorca shows that he is different from the other two.

"Yes," said Wop.

He would do this whether Lorgar was the Primarch or not, just like he educated Erebus, because he wanted to make the world a better place.

"My Lord, the Mogel tribe is willing to serve you."

Van Mogel knelt down and lowered his head to hide the loneliness in his eyes.

He understood that only gods could raise young gods, and no matter what mortals did, they could not impress the gods.

But he had adopted Luo Jia for a period of time after all, although it was only a short seventeen days, but it was the most unforgettable experience in his life.

Wop: "If you have made up your mind, then tell the others that the caravan will continue to move deeper into the desert. If any of them want to leave, this is their only chance."

After the three of them left, Wop called out, "Lorgar."

Lorgar immediately straightened his back, and whenever Wop spoke, he became fully focused as if listening to an oracle.

"What am I doing?" asked Wop.

After some thought, Luo Jia said, "Give them a choice."

"Since I've given them a choice, will anyone choose to leave?"

"meeting."

Wop: "If I don't give them a choice, will anyone leave?"

Luo Jia: "Of course there will be some who won't follow us."

"So whether I give them a choice or not, they actually have a choice, right?"

Lorgar nodded.

The choice has always existed, but the consequences have been different.

If Wop offered them the choice, there would be no penalty for them leaving.

But if they were not given a choice, they would be considered traitors if they left and be executed by the others.

"Then remember," Wop said, "you, like them, always have a choice. No matter where your choices lead you, no matter what the consequences, the most important thing is to stick to your heart."

"I remember." Luo Jia tightened his chubby face and pretended to be serious.

The more obedient Lorgar was, the more uncomfortable Wopu felt. He murmured to himself, "I'm beginning to miss Coze."

Although Wop and Coze's first meeting was not pleasant, Wop knew that the child could be saved as soon as Coze opened his mouth.

But the more submissive Lorca was, the more headache Wope had.

Now he is the authority in Lorga's heart, and Lorga obeys his orders.

But once Lorca finds a higher authority, all his teachings today will become bullets shot at him.

How should he teach Lorca?

Lorgar noticed Wop's expression. His breathing became cautious, broken light floated in his violet eyes, and his voice was as light as the friction of fine sand in the desert night wind.

"Did I do something wrong again?"

He was like a kitten drenched in the rain. He was obviously full of grievances but dared not whimper out loud. He could only silently accuse with his wet eyes.

Wop was distracted by Lorca's pitiful appearance, and he suddenly realized that he had also become twisted.

Chapter 54: Drive Them All Out

"You didn't do anything wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Wop was holding little Lorga, and the delicate and delicate child raised his little face.

"why?"

Wop: "Maybe it's because of pride and prejudice. I was too arrogant, so I labeled you and your brothers as cold in my heart, and subconsciously used this prejudiced stereotype to understand you. But you made me realize that I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

"Why did you tell me?" Lorgar asked.

Wop: "Because I believe sincerity is always the key to success."

Luo Jia blinked his amethyst eyes, and his long eyelashes cast tiny shadows in the sunlight.

He stretched out his tender little white hand and gently touched Wop's cheek with his fingertips, as carefully as if touching fragile morning dew.

"Then I can't forgive you," he said.

Now it was Wop's turn to ask why.

"Because I never blame you." Luo Jia said, his voice was soft and sweet like a child, but also revealed a sincerity beyond his age.

Since there is no blame, how can we talk about forgiveness?

"You're only making me feel more guilty." Wop was distressed. He admitted that Lorgar was very considerate and cute, and because he had the same face as Neos, his lethality was far greater than his other brothers.

But in this case, Wop would be even more at a loss as to how to teach him, as he was afraid of teaching Lorca the wrong way.

But he must also shoulder the burden of educating the Primarchs, because if he does not take responsibility, the Four Gods will fill the educational gaps.

They are omnipresent and will not miss any opportunity to corrupt the Primarch.

Wop gazed into Lorgar's violet eyes, his fingertips gently brushing the Primarch's soft hair, his voice so soft it was almost a whisper:

"We will spend a long time together, Lorgar. Just as a traveler in the desert cherishes every drop of dew, I hope we can always cherish these memories, respond to each other with sincerity, and face each other with the purest hearts, without suspicion or deception."

“This is my promise to you and my requirement for myself.”

Luo Jia nodded seriously, his porcelain-white face was tense, but his chubby cheeks made this seriousness appear a bit childishly cute.

Lorca believes in Wopp unconditionally, he will always be sincere to Wopp, and they will be each other's only ones.

Luo Jia asked in a childish and innocent voice: "How long is very long?"

"That depends on how long it takes you to unify Colchis."

"Why unify Colchis?"

Wop looked down at the child. If it were the Emperor, he would have told Lorgar that this was his mission, but Wop could not say it.

Wop: "You are free to choose not to unite it, and I will support you no matter your choice. But sooner or later, the Emperor will descend upon this world and demand that you and your Legion join the Great Crusade. If you can unite Colchis, it will enhance your standing in his sight."

"Do you wish me to unite Colchis?"

"Not just Colchis, I hope you can save all of humanity. Not by relying on any gods, but by humanity's own way."

Lorgar: "Then I will unify Colchis."

Wop: "Although it may sound a bit hypocritical, I don't want you to choose this path because of me. You don't have to rush into making a choice. We still have a long time. Perhaps it won't be too late to make a decision after you have a correct understanding of this world."

"It's because of you, and also because of me." Luo Jia said it seriously, his little face very serious.

Lorgar was very young, his actual age was only seventeen days, which was equivalent to four months in Terra's age.

He looked only the size of a one and a half year old child from Colchis, which was equivalent to six or seven years old on Terra.

But his knowledge is very profound, and he understood his mission from the beginning. He and his brothers shoulder the hope of saving all mankind.

Lorgar didn't want to disappoint his mission, nor did he want to disappoint Wop's expectations.

"But." Luo Jia lowered his head and bit his fingers in some confusion.

Wop said 'very long', which depends on how long it takes him to unify Colchis. If he unifies Colchis, wouldn't Wop leave?

When he thought of this, Luo Jia was so scared that he couldn't breathe.

He even wanted to give up his mission, just to make this period of time longer and last forever.

But he couldn't do that, his reason told him that he had to shoulder the mission and no one could replace him.

And his emotions also told him that if he really did this, Wop would be very disappointed in him.

Lorgar could not give up his mission, nor did he want to disappoint Wop, he had to unify Colchis.

Lorgar believed that Colchis was just the beginning, and there were more conquests waiting for him and more worlds waiting for him to save.

Lorgar understood his mission since he was born. He wanted to save humanity, but he just hadn't found his own path and didn't know what method to use.

Without Wop, Colchis would have Lorgar place his hopes in the gods.

But Wop came and told Lorgar that if he wanted to save humanity he must drive out the gods, and that is what Lorgar would do.

Wop was very repulsive to 'God', and Lorgar could see it.

Wop is always right, and Lorgar is convinced that the gods are guilty.

He wanted to unify Colchis, save all mankind, and eliminate the world's faith.

The world belongs to humans, not gods. He wants to drive out all the gods, drive them out of the human world without a single one left!

"But I'm still just a child." This thought passed through Lorgar's mind as lightly as a feather.

Lorgar curled up in Wop's arms, his face pressed against Wop's chest like a young animal that had found a home, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, and fell asleep in the warm embrace of his father.

He must seize the time and cherish every minute of the present, because it will not be long before he grows up.

He knew that they would be separated sooner or later, so he wanted to seize the opportunity to make memories.

"He's still a child after all."

Wop pinched Lorca's cheek. He had originally planned to strike while the iron was hot and teach Lorca a lesson, but Lorca fell asleep silently.

Wop winked at Akshida and the other two, then carried the sleeping Lorca into the tent.

Akshida immediately followed and was grabbed by Naro.

"What are you doing?" Naro was helpless.