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

The water in the tin cup exuded a metallic smell of filter chemicals and old mold, but the refreshing feeling was something that Khayon would never forget. It was the sweetest water he had ever drunk.

Mefitali pressed her cold hand on Kayon's forehead, her skin flushed with an imaginative blush from the latest feeding.

Kayon didn't think about how Mefitali pried open his stiff mouth and poured the nutrients into it. Gale didn't say anything either. She lay quietly aside as if she didn't care about anything.

But apart from these, there is one thing worth telling. Nefertari is not her real Eldar name, but a word she picked out from the Tizika language family.

++Mephitali, beautiful companion? What about her real name? ++

Izala was aware of this problem. After all, she was also born in Prospero, and the Tizcan language family was no stranger to her.

Khayon announced the unpronounceable name of Ada. Now there were two humans who knew Nefertari's real name. Khayon also saw Izala's secondary brain squirming again.

++I still remember how you would get angry when the memory emphasized that he was not Izala, and Nefertari would put her hand on your forearm to soothe your anger. ++

"Yes."

++Is that the result of your manipulation? ++

"I do not know."

++Then did she die after knowing that she was dead, or was it something else? ++

"Because of her kin, those despicable and filthy kin." Khayon said in a cold tone. When talking about other Eldar, his murderous intention was no different from other Space Marines.

Space Marines don't like xenos, and even if they are fighting the Legion Civil War and the Slave War in the Eye of Terror, they will never like a xenomorph.

It took Khayon a long time to let his company commanders and soldiers adapt to Nefertari's existence. As long as anyone dared to touch Mefitari, Khayon would kill him in anger.

There is no room for negotiation.

"No matter what you do, you will forgive me, right?" Mefitari asked, and Khayon did not respond to the shadow of the past.

He would forgive Mefitali for everything she had done. For example, when Mefitali squatted on Mekari and Jhar's armor and asked whether the Scarlet Letter Warrior was alive or dead, Khayon just answered her patiently. question instead of using psychic powers to drag Mefitari down.

He could even tolerate Mefitari clinging to him, lightly brushing her cheek with her sharp-edged fingers.

But that doesn't mean he's going to let Mefitari do something extremely difficult to end.

For example, when two war groups communicate and meet, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, Khayon will temporarily imprison Mefitari. As a Dark Eldar with a naturally flawed soul, Mefitari needs the same care as her compatriots. Survive by sucking the painful souls of others.

She will sneak into other people's battleships and create a bloody feast at the bottom. When these weak souls can no longer satisfy her hunger, she will target Space Marines and some stronger beings.

Gale always moves with her, and they both enjoy the process of eating, just like Gale often recalls the battle with Prospero, when she was fed by the soul of the Space Wolf.

His comrade, the World Eater named Leo, disliked Mefitari very much.

"Isn't our mission to liberate the galaxy from lower alien life?"

This time it was Leo's vision glaring at Khayon. He also died. He died in a battle. It was a good ending for the World Eaters. As if this pain was not enough, Leo's side was as usual. of standing Mefitari.

In the far corner, even stood Leo's Sergeant Urivan, whom Khayon was also impressed by, the Space Marine who welcomed Nefertari the most among Leo's men.

They would duel for hours every day at dawn, with chainsaws and crystal fist claws being the most common weapons, but sometimes they would change their tastes.

Khayon is watching the battle, sitting on the metal ammunition box, and Gale will squat next to him. The confrontation between the two will end at the point where Nefertari can take away Urivan's life in the first round of confrontation. But she only trained the World Eater in front of her with a leisurely attitude.

Urivan was not angry because Nefertari kept her hand. He honed his skills and controlled his Butcher's Nail very well, always looking for a balance to prevent his mind from being completely controlled by the Butcher's Nail.

"Is there a boundary between the pursuit of neural enhancement and the annihilation of humanity in the desire to kill?" Uriwan asked from a distance. This was the sentence that impressed Khayon most deeply.

Self-reflection is not uncommon among think tanks, but it is definitely rare in the Seventh Legion. If they can have more smart people like this, there will be far fewer tragedies in the future.

Before Khayon could answer Urivan's question, he was distracted by the quarrel between Leo and Nefertari. Khayon could only stand there and remember this World Eater.

Facing the ridicule of the World Eaters, Mefitari would not miss any opportunity to be insulted. They always made a big fuss in front of Khayon, which was a bit childish but worthy of Khayon's memory.

Once, Leo said that Mefitari was useless and that the Ada people were weaklings who deserved their backs to be broken. Then he was dragged down by Mefitari and knelt in front of Khayon with his hands on the ground.

Mefitari is very fast, and with her sculpted armor that resembles bionic muscles, her speed exceeds what a Space Marine can perceive.

The two people continued to talk to each other, maybe because the Gothic language used by humans was too crude, Mefitari chose to use her native dialect to humiliate Leo.

Mefitari calls Leo a blind fool who only knows how to worship an evil god; an ugly relic born of a deluded emperor's wishful thinking of creating a perfect race; a million dog-like men in armor. One of the mentally retarded children; a drooling and howling shell that reminded her only of the feces-filled sewers of Comoros.

Mefitari's insults lasted for more than a minute. Khayon marveled at her amazing imagination when insulting her, and lamented that the Eldar language really has many meanings.

"What did she say?" Leo looked at Kayon, with no sign of understanding the Ada people's language in his eyes.

Kayon answered Leo happily and amusedly, "She said she was sorry for hitting you."

Leo looked at Mefitali and Kayon in confusion, and then let out a rough laugh from her throat. She could accept Mefitali's existence for the time being. They would still quarrel in the future, but they would not be nervous enough to attack each other.

Khayon laughed, and if Leo hadn't been so brain-destroyed by the Butcher's Nails, he would have asked smarter.

"She has been chattering for so long? You just translated this sentence?"

Leo really asked this, and Kayon told him the answer he had prepared long ago, "You know Ada likes rhetoric very much. This is the result of my refinement..."