Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

In the bedroom of the spire mansion.

Ron fell into a warm bed and fell asleep.

"Sir, it's time for you to get up..."

Drowsily, he heard someone calling him softly in his ear.

There was a sweet smell blowing straight into the ears, itching.

What kind of dead movement prevents people from sleeping?

He was a little impatient and took out his hand to push the other person, but he caught a soft ball and squeezed it subconsciously.

Ah~

The sudden attack made Linda couldn't help but scream and step back.

"Linda?"

"Why did you wake me up so early?"

Ron reacted and quickly retracted his hand.

"Sir, it's already noon"

Seeing that the Governor woke up, Linda immediately skillfully signaled the maids to come in and help him wash and change clothes.

She gently wiped Ron's face and added: "Mr. Bishop Donny has been here for a long time, waiting to see you..."

Did Bishop Donny come to find him?

Ron was overjoyed. It seemed that yesterday's "dream entrustment" was effective!

Everyone in the Empire worships and is loyal to the Emperor, so showing the "Emperor Card" is so useful.

It seems that I will have to make good use of my ability to create illusions in the future.

Just keep it a secret.

Ron was fully dressed and didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he rushed to the living room to find Bishop Donny.

He wanted to know the result as soon as possible so that he could proceed with the next step of preparations for the ceremony.

In the reception room.

Bishop Donny sat in a chair with his eyes closed and meditative, but the hand holding the scepter tightly still revealed his emotions.

The God Emperor sent down an edict last night!

He spent the entire morning thinking about the images in the oracle.

He thought he had fully understood His Majesty the God-Emperor's intentions.

His Majesty the God-Emperor selected the young king, Ron Grant, as the savior.

He will lead the people of Eth to break through the dark blockade, return to the empire, and return to the embrace of the God-Emperor.

And he, Donny Moore, will serve as a mentor, responsible for guiding the young king to the right path.

There is no doubt about this.

Thinking of this, Bishop Donnie felt a huge burden pressing on him.

He must not betray His Majesty the God-Emperor's trust, he must go all out and sacrifice everything for it!

"Praise the God-Emperor!"

Bishop Doni smiled and praised.

The God-Emperor actually valued his old bones so much that he felt full of vitality.

"Your Excellency, I have kept you waiting for a long time."

Ron came over quickly with a friendly look on his face: "What do you want from me?"

Last night, he created a vision in Bishop Donny's consciousness. This was the limit of what he could do.

As for whether the other party believes it or not, and how they understand it, it is not quite within the control.

Bishop Donny looked at Ron. In the past, he felt that the imperial governor was mediocre in ability, addicted to drinking and sex, and extremely corrupt.

Now the more I look at him, the more I feel that this person is not simple, and he has the aura of a king. No wonder His Majesty the God-Emperor would choose this person.

I was wrong!

Bishop Doni smiled: "Your Majesty the Governor, did you have any strange dreams last night?"

"What dream? I didn't dream last night?"

Ron put on an innocent face.

Bishop Donnie nodded, already understanding in his heart.

This is right!

He secretly thought that only the most devout believers could obtain the Holy Oracle.

And Ron Grant was not even willing to repair the statue of the God Emperor before, so how could he be qualified to receive the Holy Oracle?

But the great God Emperor chose him.

No, he should have chosen himself, His most loyal servant.

He, Donny More, needs to guide the young king onto the right path and save the people of Urth from the darkness!

Bishop Donnie looked at Ron solemnly: "I agreed to your previous request. Under the guidance of the will of the God Emperor, I will fully cooperate with your actions..."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It seems that the illusion created before worked.

But the other party paused and continued: "But you must make a promise!"

"What promise?" Ron's heart started to rise again.

Bishop Doni seemed to be saying a sacred thing: "Perform your duty, and under the guidance of the great God Emperor, save the people of Eth!"

The idea suited Ron's mind.

"I promise to take back Urth from the hands of heretics and Chaos!"

He looked at Bishop Doni sincerely: "I hope the church can join hands with the Wangting District and work hard for the bright future of Erth Star!"

Bishop Doni nodded with satisfaction: "That's natural!"

"Especially you, His Majesty the God-Emperor's most loyal servant"

Ron enthusiastically held Bishop Donny's hand: "Without your guidance, it would be difficult for us to complete such an arduous task."

As the only surviving bishop of the planet Erth, this old man not only has a noble status, but also has amazing fighting power.

There is nothing wrong with winning him over.

These words touched Bishop Donny's heart.

He couldn't suppress the expression on his face and smiled broadly: "Don't worry, Governor, I will support you and the church will provide you with all help!"

"God Emperor, that's great. We are in need of help. Can we really do anything?" The smile on Ron's face became even brighter.

"certainly……"

Bishop Doni subconsciously nodded in agreement, and then he reacted and wanted to shake his head in rejection.

But looking at Ron's enthusiastic and expectant face, he swallowed his saliva and nodded with difficulty: "...Yes, everything is for the God Emperor!"

After an hour of friendly negotiation, Ron enthusiastically and reluctantly sent Bishop Donny out of the spire mansion.

Bishop Donny felt his head was a little swollen.

Just now, he promised to give away the church's treasure house.

Inside there are various blessed holy objects accumulated by the church over thousands of years, including weapons, armor, etc.

Thinking of this, his legs felt a little weak.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to comfort himself.

This is all for the Holy Edict, and everything is arranged by His Majesty the God Emperor!

Ron stood at the door with a smile, watching the retreating back of Bishop Donnie.

Why is this old man walking a little unsteady? Is he physically weak?

This is not okay.

Without a healthy body, how can you do things for yourself?

Well, it should be said that he is loyal to the God Emperor.

Ron told Bayev, who was standing straight next to him: "Send some supplementary medicine to the Bishop later. I want the best."

The original owner had been addicted to drinking and sex for many years, and his body was weak. He knew very well how to replenish his body, and he also hoarded a lot of replenishing medicines.

He thought of something and continued: "By the way, you can take the transportation team over to see what is needed for the ceremony and move it back.

Anyway, don’t be polite, this is all for His Majesty the God Emperor, Your Excellency the Bishop won’t mind.”

"yes!"

Bishop Donny had a keen sense of hearing. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but staggered a little more. He murmured: "Everything is for the God Emperor!"

Although Bayev looked determined to execute, Ron was still a little worried.

Like a thief, he looked around subconsciously and whispered instructions in a low voice.

"As long as it's valuable, bring it back, you know?"

Bayev also whispered: "Okay, sir, I will call a few more transport trucks."

Hearing this, Ron nodded with satisfaction and walked back into the house with his hands behind his back.

The preparations for the ceremony were proceeding in an orderly manner, and now he had to be busy with another important matter - appeasing the army.

The current armed forces in Wangting District are mainly divided into three branches: the Royal Guards, the Marshals and the Defense Forces.

The Praetorian Guard was responsible for protecting the governor's safety.

The bailiff is responsible for maintaining internal order.

The Defense Force is the main combat force and is mainly composed of refugees from the next nest.

Responsible for difficult combat tasks such as external operations and the elimination of cult dens and large mutant nests.

Praetorian guards and bailiffs are nothing.

However, the National Defense Force, which has the largest number of people and the heaviest tasks, is now under increasing pressure and has insufficient supplies of supplies, which has given rise to a lot of dissatisfaction.

If we don't solve this problem quickly, we'll be in trouble if some trouble breaks out during the ceremony.

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Upper nest area, pipeline defense area.

The huge metal pipes are intricately crisscrossed, connecting the center of the mountain, and are extremely spacious.

The transportation pipelines can even pass large transport aircraft.

At this time, a noisy and sharp sound came from inside the pipe, like the roar of a wild animal.

Mutants that were deformed, twisted, and covered with fleshy sprouts roared and poured out of their lairs!