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

"But the Second Empire is... too radical..."

"It doesn't matter! We can take our time! The Second Empire is just a concept. We can change the name of the sector depending on the situation, just like Guilliman's Five Hundred Worlds."

"This...."

Seeing that Jaghatai was still hesitant, Perturabo had no choice but to take it easy. He decided to establish a good relationship with Jaghatai first. Anyway, Chagatai is against it because Chagatai is against it, and he wants to do things because he wants to do things.

"One day you will join this great cause, but for now let us talk about something else." Perturabo asked Jaghatai to follow him, and the two of them boarded the shuttle to the Weeper's Mother of Tears battleship superior.

The new recruits who have just joined the Weeper Chapter are training, but the one they are training with is not Chapter Commander Hope. In Perturabo's eyes, the Chapter Commander is a picky person, so he prefers to use the Iron Bone Robot. Be a coach to new recruits.

"Drink!" The recruit rushed towards Tie Gu with a chain sword. They were forming a team that could cooperate in actual combat. The new recruits who reacted slowly became the breakthrough point. Iron Bone tore open the encirclement formed by them and beat these new recruits away mercilessly.

The sound of armor denting and bones cracking never ceased. The pharmacist below, who had been preparing for a long time, pulled the injured recruit down for treatment.

"So the Iron Warriors back then were also trained like this?" Chagatai asked curiously.

"Maybe..." Perturabo was a little taciturn when talking about the former Iron Warriors, but he still told Chagatai a little bit about the past. "The Iron Warriors are not only good at offense, but also good at medical treatment."

Chagatai also knew a little bit about Perturabo's style in the legion. When Perturabo took over the legion, he engaged in kills, which also disgusted him for a long time.

"So you just made a veiled apology?"

Instead of answering Jaghatai, Perturabo just sighed heavily and hurried across the bloody training ground.

Jaghatai was even more surprised. He had never known Perturabo to be so calm. During the legion meeting during the Great Crusade, he saw Perturabo's face from a distance, a gloomy face that was always dissatisfied, with a frown on its face. The sounds coming out of his throat were filled with such impatience, as if he was going to rush onto the stage and punch someone in the face the next second.

"You seem to have relaxed a lot during these ten thousand years of wandering in the subspace."

"Relieved? Haha... That's not the case. When I see Dorn, I will still punch him in the face... I can only say that having a clean brain really eases my mood a lot." Perturabo Pointing to his bare head, "There is no omniscient data in my mind, and there are no eyes of fear staring at me all the time."

"Is this a legacy of the Fall?"

"Sequelae? Haha, this curse has been on me since I was born."

"If you had spoken out, maybe we would have helped you solve this problem."

"Oh, forget it!" Perturabo waved his hand, "Isn't Curze also suffering from prophecies all day long? Can any of you help him? That bastard in Dorne even called him a madman and a coward... Not back then Someone will help me...I don’t need anyone to help me.”

"We didn't know that Chaos existed like this at that time..." Jaghatai pursed his lips. He did know about the conflict between Curze and Dorn. Dorn was lying on the ground dripping with blood, and Curze was locked in a solitary room with a look of horror on his face, waiting for the judgment of the other primarchs. In line with the principle of not killing any of his brothers, Curze and his The Legion was excluded from the Great Crusade and never recovered.

"You know that kid, he really doesn't look serious sometimes, but what he says hits the point. You know he told me a joke. He said: There is a man named Boss Pi, and Boss Pi has a simple life. Look, if you are completely satisfied, you will get his love and sincerity."

Jaghatai listened quietly to Perturabo's chatter, comparing his current appearance with the shadow of the expedition.

"First, Boss Pi longs for care and understanding from others. Second, Boss Pi doesn't need care and understanding, because love is someone else's plan for him."

"This is an unsolvable contradiction. Satisfying the first clause will violate the second clause, and satisfying the second clause will violate the first clause. I didn't hear this as a joke, unless this 'Boss Skin' has a deep meaning. .”

"Yes, it does have a deep meaning." Perturabo stopped, turned to look at Chagatai, and said calmly, "I am Boss Pi, and this is the biggest joke, a screw-up person."

There was only silence between the two original bodies. Perturabo laughed mockingly, "I was so angry at the time that I chased him. Did you see the gap that was just built? I made it too, and I This leg was also fractured for several days before it recovered. Once, after I vented my anger, all that was left was a mess and a trembling heir. Now, the only one injured when I vent my anger is myself. Thinking about it this way, I feel sorry for them, but this apology It's been too late, Dantioch and Frix, their deaths are simply unnecessary."

Perturabo walked to a closed door, placed his hand on the door lock, and the heavy door slowly opened, and Jaghatai also walked into the room at Perturabo's invitation.

A light illuminated a corner of the room, and a shining metallic war horse firmly caught Jaghatai's eyeballs.

"I know you like to ride freely, and I also know that you don't like riding a motorcycle... Riding a motorcycle is just a substitute for your inability to ride a horse. Deep in your heart, you still prefer riding a horse."

"This..." Chaghatai's lips trembled. He stroked the body of the metal war horse with his hands. He didn't feel cold and hard, but felt as soft and full of life as a living horse. The war horse led Chagatai's thoughts to the grasslands of Chogolis. At that time, he was not yet an adult and could freely feel the bumps caused by the galloping horses.

"During the civil war, they were helpless, you know. I could see it clearly from the sidelines. I watched Horus become paranoid and crazy, and I watched Fulgrim become more and more without a bottom line..."

"Do you want to remove yourself from the responsibility of the rebellion? There is no evil god playing with your mind regarding the siege of Terra, right?" Jaghatai snorted coldly. The war horse did not make him less vigilant towards Perturabo. .

Perturabo sighed, "That's not what I meant, I just want to tell you that I still hope that one day, we can drink on the top of the mountain and talk about the future of mankind. The Second Empire is me making the best for them Home."

Inquisitor Greyfax, she believed that the Living Saint was a manifestation of the devil, so she denounced Celestine as a demon when she appeared

Fax: Break her psychic attention in an attempt to locate the exact location of heretical activity.

Celestine: Did you just want to use me to become the center of attention? Fax?