Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"Don't move around, the makeup is all crooked." Fugen complained dissatisfiedly, and then used a piece of cloth to gently tap on the flaws to complete the makeup.

Guilliman felt his uneasiness growing, and finally he could only plead to Fulgrim, "Fulgrim, I'm a little nervous and want to go to the toilet."

"No, you pee in your pants." Fulgrim said seriously. Guilliman also stiffened, unable to believe that such vulgar words could come out of Fulgrim's mouth.

The next second, Fulgrim smiled, patted Guilliman on the shoulder and said, "Just a little joke, go back as soon as possible."

Guilliman exhaled. He was really afraid that Fulgrim would become more abnormal like his other effeminate brothers.

Entering the bathroom, Guilliman immediately dialed Calgar's communication and confirmed again and again that Macragge had not mixed in any dangerous factors.

"Father." Calgar replied solemnly, "Macragge is calm. Compared with historical records, this is the most peaceful and peaceful time. I swear on my honor that your wedding will be held flawlessly. And end it. If there is a mistake, I will give the position of chapter leader to Cato Sikarius."

Cato Sicarius raised his head from the pile of papers, wondering how he could still have his own affairs.

"Very good..." Guilliman nodded, and the uneasiness in his heart finally subsided a lot after listening to Calgar's report.

Yes, what could happen?

Jaghatai is well contained down there, but Gronn's orc fleet is still thousands of miles away from Macragge...

After the communication ended, Calgar received a request for help from the original body. After listening carefully, he found that it was from Sanguinius.

"Chapter Master Calgar! I ask the Ultramarines to allocate some of their manpower to follow my command and look for that little Curze who is hiding around! I will catch her and beat her ass!"

Calgar's face twitched. He couldn't imagine what Curze had done to make Sanguinius so angry.

So damn good, Cato Sikarius patted Calgar on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Calgar Chapter Leader, I just suddenly noticed that the stool under your butt seems quite comfortable."

Calgar narrowed his eyes and took out a reserve team to support Sanguinius.

48 hours later, the wedding officially began.

Following Macragge's custom, Guilliman thanked his parents for their cultivation and teachings in a concise speech.

Then he will walk on the avenue covered with flowers, and go to the hall under the eyes of many blessings, where Ifreni, wearing a white wedding dress, is waiting for Guilliman.

There were drones broadcasting Guilliman's voice floating in the sky, and Ifreni could hear it even from the depths of the hall.

This place has been transformed by the ancient technology and magic of the Eldar. Space and space are spliced ​​together to have a huge capacity that far exceeds common sense.

The Eldar weave elaborate gardens around Ifreni, and brilliant crystals float in the air, bending the light into millions of enchanting rainbows.

"Smile, my dear, you are so beautiful now, even I will fall in love with you." Isa braided Efreni's hair to make her soaring figure which is quite similar to Abaddon and has been complained about. The braids disappeared.

Ifreni was very nervous. As an Eldar, she knew all too well about Slaanesh's bold nature of doing whatever he said.

Isa could see Ifreni's nervousness, so she blew out a breath of comfort into her pointed ears, "But don't worry, I'm full now."

It was difficult to parse the complex meanings contained in the short words 'I'm full'. Ifreni only felt that her body, which was a little tense due to nervousness, became soft and hot as these words hit her ears.

"I don't know, kind Isa, although Robert and I have gone through this ritual many times in my dreams, but it's really going to hold me in reality... I'm very panicked, I feel like this dress doesn't suit me. "

"Not suitable? Is it because this dress doesn't suit your taste?" Compared to Fulgrim, who didn't allow Guilliman to refuse his kindness, Isa was obviously more informed and reasonable in her communication.

Ifreni shook her head and continued, "This dress is indeed beautiful, but I always feel that it does not match my temperament. I am a prophet and a warrior, not a shy woman."

Isa rubbed Efreni's cheek and said, "Oh, my dear. You are indeed a savage and powerful warrior, otherwise the hermaphrodite of Ineyed would not ask you to be his divine choice. , but the wedding is only once, and letting the world record your softness is also a wonderful memory, isn’t it?”

"Hmm...mercy Isa."

Looking at Ifreni's back, Isa said meaningfully, her eyes flashing purple and blue alternately, "I will give you a perfect wedding that you will remember for a lifetime."

......

The big bell rang slowly and the door slowly opened.

Guilliman, dressed in wedding attire, accompanied by Fulgrim, the bridesmaid, and Angron, the best man, moved towards Ifreni. The Lord of Macragge had never been so nervous that the first few steps he took were It's gone smoothly.

The Emperor, who had not yet recovered his original body, looked at Guilliman with mixed emotions. In his speech just now, Guilliman did not mention her genetic father at all, but only talked about his adoptive parents. The Emperor had nothing to say about this. I just lamented that Malcador couldn't see this big boy with many small thoughts starting his own family.

In the subspace that is closely connected to reality, the God-Emperor is also watching everything that happens on Macragge.

Khorne and Nurgle, who have not yet grown up, sit safely on her thighs. To be honest, this is not a pleasant treatment, mainly because the eternal burning flames of the God Emperor are too hot.

Khorne, who mainly uses fire and blood, can tolerate it for a while, but Nurgle has to put in more effort to stay quiet.

"It's boring! No blood! No sulfur and gunpowder smoke! What's the point of this wedding! It's not as good as half a hair of the Blood Queen Valkyrie's battle ceremony!"

As soon as Khorne finished speaking, he was stripped off his armor by the God-Emperor again, pressed on his legs and spanked severely.

Nurgle also found an opportunity to soothe his burning buttocks.

Guilliman and Ifreni were close to each other. The exaggerated bodies of the original body and the Eldar forced each other to lower their heads and raise their heads. This made Trazin, who was responsible for the photography, very excited, saying that the composition was perfect and harmonious.

Guilliman was not in the mood to question Isa at this time as to why he wanted to turn his brother into a sister. He just focused all his attention on Ifreni.

Admittedly, it was indeed beautiful, almost making him admire it subconsciously.

But the sense of dissonance was hard to ignore, just as out of place as Guilliman's fancy wedding clothes.

Guilliman and Ifreni suppressed the strange feeling in their hearts and prepared for the final step of the wedding.

The oath to each other was about to end, and a voice sounded from the ground.

"You two bastards want to get together? Then ask me if I agree!"