Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"..."

"..."

"My flagship is humiliated."

"My glory has been tarnished."

"Because an emotionless beast is walking on the bridge of my Indomitable Truth."

"This is just the worst nightmare."

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For every soldier of the Dark Angels Legion, whether he is the Primarch himself who speaks of the Constitution, or he is an unknown new blood of Caliban, there is one consensus that everyone understands tacitly.

The flagship of the First Legion, the great and legendary "Unyielding Truth", is one of the most important entities in the eyes of every Dark Angel. Only the Sons of Jonson are the only ones who can surpass the enthusiasm of this giant ship. Endless loyalty to the Emperor, the Empire, and Caliban.

As the absolute core of the First Legion: especially since its sister ships, namely the "Razor of Truth" and "Paragon of Vengeance" were sunk in the two Randan Wars, this only remaining Glorious Queen-class battleship has become a It has become a realistic symbol of their legionary culture in the hearts of Caliban Knights.

Its glory and pain, its depth and suffering, its glory and failure, even every guest it welcomes, every pair of steel boots it bears, every breath it holds, are all symbols of One of the most steadfast parts of the First Legion's doomed history, one worthy of the cherishment and attention of any Son of Caliban.

In the more than a century since it was built in the shipyard of Holy Terra, as the undoubted flagship of the Dark Angels Legion, the [Unyielding Truth] has welcomed too many guests who are either of noble status or worthy of respect.

Even the most seasoned Terran veterans may not be able to decide which of these guests is the most noble, greatest, and legendary one: after all, the Lord of Mankind himself has never been on this ship. Battleship, and under his divine brilliance, it seems that no one is qualified to take the second place.

However, in Zhuang Sen's eyes, at least he can now be sure of another point.

At this moment, the Primarch brought by Morgan, the brother who has the same genetic father as him, the so-called "blood relative" who is roaming freely in his field of vision, will definitely be the target of his great flagship. The most disgusting guest I have ever received.

In terms of dusting off the glory of the Indomitable Truth and eclipsing the seriousness of the First Legion, his brother named Conrad is undoubtedly an unprecedented existence: and hopefully also unprecedented. of.

…

It should be the last.

The Lord of the Dark Angels, who was slightly ahead of his reliable blood relatives by about half a body and was leading the entire team, when thinking of this, couldn't help but turn around and look at the man who was following him with an unavoidably obvious disgust. Behind Morgan, there were Nostramos looking around excitedly, and breaking away from the team from time to time to touch around among the decorations on the walls.

In his field of vision, the being named Conrad was wandering unscrupulously on both sides of the team. He sometimes stroked the iron-gray wall and smelled it carefully, like a wild beast exploring a strange territory. Sometimes he would extend his paws to the beautifully placed decorations and tap the skulls of giant beasts, as if to identify the authenticity, or deliberately knock the arranged sword fence askew and hang it high on the wall. The Legion emblem was twisted to one side, leaving the Dark Angels following him busy, with almost no moment of leisure and rest.

"..."

Among his blood relatives, there should be no one worse than this guy: Although it was less than ten minutes since their first meeting, in the just and serious heart of Lord Caliban, This judgment has emerged ruthlessly.

His judgment and his gaze came from the front of the team, like an unstoppable sharp arrow, almost killing this small team of only a dozen people, and the entire quiet and solemn corridor. Throughout the general.

The Astartes warriors walking at the rear of the team were almost startled by this terrifying sight: five Dark Angels and the same number of Dawnbreakers were following the three Primarchs as their guard of honor. Along with the retinue, Coswayne and Rana were their leaders, and they were also the first two unfortunate people to be affected by the Primarch's serious gaze.

Two completely opposite feelings attacked them at the same time in an instant: First, there was a ferocious aura like a beast, which made the two original body guards and the warrior behind them press their fingers on the hilt of their swords almost instinctively.

But then, a more terrifying aura rolled in, which was derived from the majesty of an emperor's bloodline. It was the dissatisfaction manifested in the pupils of a primarch: although this dissatisfaction had nothing to do with them. , but just the slightest leakage was enough to make the tense warriors lower their heads and had to endure this invincible power.

"..."

Coswayen bit his lip tightly, and his face looked a little pale: partly because of this fleeting wave of air, and partly because of the helpless sigh that happened in his heart at this moment.

If the other warriors are still somewhat confused in the face of this unreasonable anger, then Coswayne, as the Lion King's general manager, is very clear about the reason for Jonson's unknown anger. : It's a pity that in public, he couldn't run up to Jonson and tell him that no matter how much he disliked the newly returned Primarch, he shouldn't have shown it so...obviously.

"..."

In desperation, the Lion Controller could only put his hopeful eyes on the other two Primarchs: But unfortunately, the Lord of the Second Legion who was standing between Jonson and Conrad at this time, She seemed to have been immersed in some wonderful memories. She looked at every corner of the "Indomitable Truth" with her whole heart, seemingly unaware of the cold atmosphere.

The other person involved, the Midnight Ghost who was looked directly at by the Lord of Dark Angels, quickly sensed the dissatisfaction of his blood relatives: so, he moved his eyes away from the beast skulls and swords hanging on the wall, and slowly He met the sight of King Caliban.

"..."

"..."

The two Primarchs looked at each other indifferently for a few seconds, engaging in a silent confrontation in a corner that no one noticed. The more savage one among them had a solemn look on his face, as if he was commanding an army. The marshal, the more knowledgeable one, had a nonchalant smile on his face. He seemed not to be at all surprised or afraid of the cold breath beside him and the terrifying eyes in front of him: he was even enjoying it.

In this way, when the eyes of Coswayne and Lana moved to the space between the two ruthless Primarchs, the duel also came to an abrupt end: only the smiling faces were seen. The Midnight Ghost slowly stretched out two of his fingers, and with the increasingly terrifying smile on his face, he placed the fingertips side by side on his pale forehead amidst the lion's frown. above the lips.

Then, raise it gently.

Just like that, under the eyes of several pairs of extremely astonished eyes, Midnight Ghost gracefully gave a flying kiss to his blood relative Zhuang Sen.

"..."

Instinctively, Zhuang Sen took a deep breath.

His face was distorted, and his originally solemn features were attacked by an unexpected force, forming large and small whirlpools, shock and silence. But in the next second, these uncontrollable out-of-control, but quickly The earth gathered for the most primitive anger: in the emerald eyes of Lord Caliban, the crazy anger was ignited in an instant, like a blazing witch's torture rack.

And at the end of his field of vision, on the face shrouded by long black hair that the stunned Lana and Coswayne could not see, the corners of Midnight Ghost's mouth also grinned. It was not so much a smile, It would be better to say that he cut his face with a knife, revealing his twisted and deformed teeth and his silent laughter.

"..."

"snort!"

The male lion's groan was like a sudden bomb, shattering the dazed dreams of everyone in the team. His eyes hurriedly glanced at the Spider Queen next to him. After realizing that Morgan seemed to have just been alarmed by his sound, he When he moved his gaze belatedly, Lord Caliban felt somewhat calmer.

But despite this, Zhuang Sen still did not dissipate his anger. He turned around, walked away in a state of mind, and strode forward towards the strategic conference room at the end of the corridor. expedition.

Behind him, this small team was silent for a second before accelerating to keep up with the pace of Lord Caliban: this time, even the Midnight Ghost put away his habit of looking around, or maybe He said that he actually never had such a hobby from the beginning.

【you do this delibrately? 】

When the two of them leisurely landed at the end of the lion's pace, the spiritual message from the Spider Queen clearly penetrated into the heart of the midnight ghost.

Of course, it was impossible for Morgan not to have seen what just happened. On the contrary, she had even anticipated Conrad's behavior of behaving like a monster. At the same time, she knew clearly that if Conrad insisted on becoming a monster, she would not be able to do it in public. Use gentle means to stop it.

Then, Morgan might as well take the opportunity to "revisit the old place". Anyway, Zhuangson would not doubt her nostalgia for this battleship.

But despite this, when things actually happened, the situation was still beyond Morgan's expectation. At least she definitely did not expect Conrad's blowing kiss: after all, this guy never dared to do this to her.

Facing the Spider Queen's rather rare astonishment, Midnight Ghost's face only showed a true sense of pride, and even his voice became so brisk.

"Unexpected, right?"

【……】

【really. 】

The Spider Queen nodded honestly, but this did not prevent her mind from still falling into a daze, and she quickly asked the questions that everyone wanted to ask.

【What are you doing? 】

"Make him angry."

【...Why do you want to make him angry? 】

"Because I'm going crazy."

The Nostramo even looked at his blood relative with an innocent look mixed with equal confusion, like a mathematician who was questioned about the simplest formula in the world, and took a matter-of-fact tone.

【Why are you going crazy? 】

Morgan was a little confused.

"Do you need a reason to go crazy?"

Conrad looked even more confused. His voice echoed in the Spider Queen's mind, almost as if he was stating the truth, and naturally carried an unquestionable authority.

"If you want a reason: Because I'm a lunatic."

"Any questions?"

【……】

【No. 】

The Spider Queen could even hear herself letting out a chuckle, which was a meaningless trill that echoed after the helplessness and confusion in her heart broke through the boundaries.

She gave up asking and concentrated on keeping up with Jonson's pace: but at this time, her Nostramo blood relatives followed diligently, following Morgan's steps step by step. , seemingly waiting for her next words with great interest.

Seeing that they were about to arrive at their destination, but Morgan still didn't say the next question he was expecting, Midnight Ghost could only curl his lips in dismay, and approached the Spider Queen, speaking in a way that no one could The imperceptible tone shows the clear logic in his heart to his own educator.

"This kind of thing actually doesn't matter. Dear lady, you don't need to care about it."

【……】

Morgan didn't speak, she just tilted her head slightly and gave Conrad a stingy look: this was enough for Midnight Ghost to continue talking proudly.

"No matter how normal I behave, there's no way he'll like me."

"Because I am a beast, and he is also a beast. There is no long-lasting peace between beasts and beasts. If we met in the wilderness, we might still feel sympathy for each other: but this is his territory, his territory."

"Do you know how a beast will react to another beast entering his territory: From the beginning, it was impossible for our great knight to like me."

"In that case..."

"Then why don't I make this journey of mine a little happier?"

"Why should I please him?"

【……】

The Spider Queen looked at the Nostramo blood relatives who were very close to her with an unprecedented look: Morgan suddenly discovered that her understanding of Conrad seemed to be slightly delayed and backward. At some point without realizing it, the Midnight Ghost seemed to undergo some new changes.

Do young people change so quickly?

The Lord of Avalon blinked. As she walked toward the door, she glanced at Midnight Ghost, who had retreated and stood behind her, seemingly back to normal. After thinking for a moment, she spoke.

【Do you want to be happy? 】

"Who wouldn't want to?"

Conrad's tone was that of a pretentious dying poet.

[What does that have to do with you going crazy? 】

"..."

Conrad behind her seemed to be silent for a moment because of this, and when he spoke again, his voice actually sounded a little serious.

"because……"

"The way I'm happy: by going crazy."

【……】

"..."

【You are really a weirdo. 】

"You taught me well~"

【……】

The Spider Queen gave her student a deadpan look.

[You are waiting for us to return to the ship. 】

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Naturally, the conversation between the two Primarchs could not be heard by the Astartes warriors behind them: even Conrad had such awareness and thoughts.

Therefore, when the Spider Queen and the Midnight Ghost communicated in the invisible sea, the two Prime Ministers following them could only look at each other in a silent awkwardness, showing a friendly expression as much as possible. Helpless smile.

"Coswayne."

While the other companions stayed outside the door of the conference room, and the three Primarchs were still wandering around the table, waiting for the Lord of the Dark Angels to gather his documents, the two Primarchs standing on one side of the room, He also quietly started the conversation between them.

The Lion King was the first to say hello, and his kindness did not go unnoticed: after hearing the voice, the Guards General of the Dawnbreaker Legion turned his head and looked at the warriors beside him, and nodded very politely in return.

"Rana."

"Rana-Montebello."

Hearing this name, a ray of light flashed across the eyes of the Lion King.

"Are you the Phoenix from the Second Legion?!"

"probably."

The Chief Old Guard showed a helpless smile and nodded, obviously not very proud of this title: Coswein sensitively discovered this, he also returned a friendly smile and did not mention it again.

Seeing this scene, as a Terran veteran of the Second Legion, Lana, who already had some good memories of the Dark Angels Legion, could not help but appreciate this extraordinarily thoughtful battle brother even more. Therefore, it was just a few simple words. After the exchange, the relationship between the two original body guards has been significantly improved.

Coswayne also took the opportunity to make amends for his father: he believed that the Lord of the Second Legion was tolerant of the Lions, and what he needed to worry about was the senior officer of the Dawnbreaker Legion who was obviously deeply trusted by Morgan.

"Our war with Ran Dan has actually lasted for decades, without any rest time. Under this situation, everyone is under great pressure, and it is inevitable that there will be some emotional problems, especially with my genes. Father, the burden on His shoulders is unimaginably heavy.”

Faced with the insinuations in the Lion King's words, Rana felt a little funny, but at the same time he couldn't help but be moved by Coswayne's sense of responsibility. And based on his experience, he could naturally see that the Lion's anger just now was not the same. Not towards his genetic mother.

"Your Excellency Conrad is a distinguished guest of the Dawnbreaker Legion. His every move is determined by his own will. We have no power to restrict any of his actions."

The Chief Old Guard seemed to have unintentionally told the Lion Controller their respect for the Midnight Ghost, but the other meaning contained in these words was accurately grasped by Coswayne: The Dawnbreaker has no power restrictions. According to the activities of the Midnight Ghost, they have no obligation to share the same hatred with Conrad.

At this point, it is self-evident how Rana views the conflict between the Lion King and the Night King: after figuring this out, the Lion King Manager couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. The smile also became more sincere.

He decided to keep talking: unlike the Lord of Caliban, Causwayne knew how to keep their conversation between them in a friendly tone, and he also knew what Lana really wanted to hear.

So, it seemed that the two Primarchs were chatting for the purpose of strolling, but after a few words, they happened to talk about the Spider Queen's time in the First Legion.

Coswayne is full of emotion.

"Throughout the long history of the Dark Angels Legion, there are very few people like Lord Morgan who can gain the respect of all officers and soldiers: even if her identity as the Primarch has not been revealed to the world, it is just her work attitude. , abilities and achievements are enough to make every Dark Angel respect her from the bottom of their hearts."

Coswayne was glad that he had no need to lie on this issue: the Dark Angels Legion indeed respected Morgan very much. He could stand up and proudly tell this fact, which made Lana's inquiring eyes flash with a symbol. The subtle arc of trust and satisfaction.

"I believe that your respect and kindness will not be fruitless. Calth: The Dawnbreaker Legion will definitely remember your care for our genetic mother. This will further elaborate our already long-standing friendship."

"These words of yours even make me a little flattered, Lana."

"It is indeed an exaggeration, but please believe in my sincerity, Calth: I will tell my battle brothers everything I see, and their words connect the entire legion: Facts have also proved that time and space You can’t erase the friendship between the two legions, can you?”

"certainly."

Coswayen smiled comfortably.

"Is Mr. Morgan's support operation of traveling thousands of miles this time also the ironclad proof of this friendship?"

"yes."

Lana glanced at the three Primarchs who were sitting down. The look in his eyes towards his genetic mother showed an endless loyalty that even the Lion King could not help but sigh with emotion. When his eyes came back, Koth Wayne had to be more vigilant and treat the doubts in Lana's eyes seriously.

"However, Kaos: I am not an ignorant new blood who would wishfully think that the world is only black and white. As the chief guard appointed by my genetic mother, I have to ask more questions for the sake of her safety. "

"Among the Dark Angel Legion, is the attitude towards my original body really so unified?"

“It can’t be perfect.”

The Lion King's manager spread his hands.

"But I can guarantee, brother, that everyone you see, every Dark Angel who appears in front of you, will only have endless respect for Lord Morgan, and they will not treat her with arrogance. Nor would he try to take advantage of her: that would be foolish and impossible."

"You're exaggerating, Kos, I'm not that worried."

Lana smiled, and the twinkling of his pupils made his last words untrustworthy to the Lion King. However, this did not prevent the two cronies of the original body from maintaining a harmonious attitude until the adults sat down. At that moment, they instantly returned to seriousness and silence.

Now, the Primarchs need to be silenced.

"This is the current general battle situation."

The Lord of Caliban handed a thick piece of information to Morgan, and then glanced at Midnight Ghost vaguely. He was stunned for a moment, but also threw a document over.

Conrad, on the other hand, completely huddled on the hard chair and glanced at the documents in front of him condescendingly, as if looking at a piece of rotten meat.

【cough. 】

Morgan coughed softly.

"..."

Finally, Midnight Ghost reluctantly picked up the documents and tried to pretend that he was immersed in reading.

The lion ignored him and focused his eyes on his true blood relatives. In Conrad's vague sight, the Lord of Dark Angels patiently waited until the Spider Queen turned the last page of the document. .

[Overall, the situation is still barely good. 】

Morgan blinked his eyes, suppressed his doubts about several questions in the document, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and told the leader of the First Legion in front of him the answer he needed most now.

Sure enough, after hearing the affirmation from his blood relatives, the lion's cold face softened a little. He sat in the chair that symbolized equal communication, as if he was sitting on his throne.

Morgan didn't pay attention to this. She now wanted to know more about the situation of the war: starting with Commander Johnson, the issues he was concerned about should be the first few difficulties that he would face in the war.

[So, what should we discuss first? 】

Dark Angel-like conciseness: This made Jonson feel a certain satisfaction. He then flipped through the documents in his hand a few times. After a brief moment of thinking and hesitation, he crossed his hands on the table and spoke to Morgan.

"How long will it take for your follow-up fleet to arrive here, Morgan?"

[Four Terran standard days at the latest. 】

"That's fine."

Zhuang Sen nodded with satisfaction, then paused, seemingly a little confused.

"Then, our next command..."

[I'm here to assist you, Zhuang Sen. 】

"……certainly."

Finally, a clear smile appeared on the cold face of the Lord of Dark Angels. He relaxed his throat, casually glanced at the indifferent Conrad next to him, and then looked at his blood relatives again. In his pupils, there was some kind of simple happiness that seemed to be without much thought.

Coswayne couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.

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"So."

"Report to me about your legion, Morgan."

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【……】

"..."

"..."

"..."

Suddenly, in this small conference room, except for Zhuang Sen, the remaining four pairs of pupils fell into a kind of silence: even Conrad was so quiet, because of a kind of astonishment. It was occupying his mind.

…

"report?"

Beside the wall, the Chief Old Guardsman whispered softly, but this could be called a low voice, but it made Coswein's scalp numb even more than the most terrifying artillery fire.

"Is this what you call respect, Kos?"

"..."

"……cough."

The Lion Controller knew: he had to overstep.

"this……"

"personal behavior."

"Do not rise to the Legion."

"...?!"

The Lion King's manager felt his teeth sore because the words he barely squeezed out only made the surprise, surprise and anger in Rana's pupils more intense.

And it was at this moment that a shrill laughter pierced the breathless silence in the room, saving the Lion King in disguise.

"Wow!!!"

Lana heard the sound and looked around, only to see the midnight ghost who was originally huddled in the chair. At this time, he had moved forward to the table, propped his two overly long arms on the table, and looked at him with some surprise and some pleasure. The confused lion.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

There was a sound of contempt from Midnight Ghost's mouth, and then he turned his eyes to the Spider Queen beside him.

"I'm a crazy person."

"Then what is he?"

"Warmaster?"

He asked sincerely.

【……】

Morgan didn't answer.

Morgan had nothing to say.