Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 342 On the Original Body (Part 1)

+Morgan, my daughter. +

+ It seems that in every conversation we have, you will give me some different opinions and impressions, and you will also make me overturn some of my inherent perceptions of you. +

+You are always changing, just like the stars are always moving. +

【……】

The Emperor's words rang in the Lord of Avalon's ears, shattering the illusion in her eyes: with these emotions, the Spider Queen's vision became clear again.

She could see clearly: her genetic father had suppressed his smile, left the flash of happiness behind, and became serious again.

Or maybe the Emperor never smiled from the beginning?

Morgan didn't just speculate: she thought the possibility was very high.

After all, he is the lord of mankind, the conqueror, savior and destroyer of countless worlds and kingdoms, an impossible creature who walks the mortal world with the power of a god: for a figure like the Emperor, there should be no place in the world. Nothing would please him again.

He is like a god.

He must be a god.

At one point, Morgan was even able to empathize with Luo Jia.

But the countless slanders in her mind did not stop Avalon from answering Gene Father's questions verbally: her voice had even returned to a state of respect and humility, making it impossible to make any mistakes at all.

[Please allow me to remind you of a trivial matter, father: strictly speaking, you and I have only had three formal conversations. Apart from the first meeting and this meeting, the only one was after Conrad returned to the empire. We just met once. 】

Crossing her fingers, the Primarch of the Second Legion easily dug out these memories from her mind: For her, the conversation with the Emperor was definitely not a wonderful thing worth remembering. If she could, she would rather shrink. In its own far eastern border, there will be no connection with Holy Terra.

+Yes, only three times. +

The Lord of Humanity nodded, and he slowly put the cards in his hand back on the wooden box next to the table, but only left those cards marked with [original identity], and put them They were lined up one after another and arranged in front of the palm.

+ However, Q must recognize two issues, Morgan: First, memory is not something that needs to be accumulated. Three just-right conversations are enough to establish a preliminary impression in the mind, and if there are no accidents, this impression It will be permanent. +

+ Secondly: Most of your brothers are actually about the same as you at this point. +

+ Do you think I have a lot of free time to spend talking to all of you in turn? +

[I have never had such extravagant hopes, father, I know my own status very well. 】

Morgan laughed. The Emperor's harsh words did not anger her: rather, this is the [impression] of the Lord of Mankind in the Spider Queen's heart, and the gentleness and kindness shown when playing chess just now, on the contrary, are An odd gesture that would make Morgan uncomfortable.

The Lord of Avalon does not expect affection from her father: after all, this imperial affection has value and offsets the material rewards.

not to mention……

She had to admit that when the Emperor, as her genetic father, showed the warmth of a father: Even though she knew that it was probably a disguise, Morgan could still feel that she was affected.

She no longer even desired actual benefits from the Emperor: it was as if these tender feelings were enough.

【……】

This was not a good thing, and it was enough to set alarm bells ringing in the Primarch's heart.

After all, in Morgan's heart.

It's okay to say nasty things to her.

But I owe her payment, no!

Even the Emperor is no exception!

Yu recited this galactic truth silently in her heart again, and the Lord of Avalon maintained her perfect respectful face.

[In other words, I know our position very well, and I know very well which of us are special: for example, the obvious Wolf Shepherd God, he has been with you for thirty years, and no one can rival. 】

+You know, Morgan, Horus was just the first to come back. +

[I understand, father: the first-born son is always the special one, isn't it? Just as I care about the first offspring I met, my Hector. 】

[In the entire Dawnbreaker Legion, there are less than ten people who I have been watching: and Hector is one of them. This is an honor that countless Terran veterans do not have, but I can give it to him without hesitation, because For me, he was the first scion I met, and it was the first time the Dawnbreaker Legion showed their movements and thoughts in front of me. In my heart, Hector will always have an indelible impression. 】

[So, no need to say more, father, I understand the reason why you take special care of Horus. This is human nature and is a topic that does not need to be specially criticized. 】

As he spoke, Morgan picked up the [Kingslayer] in front of him and used it to cover half of his face, leaving only a pair of cyan-blue pupils without any emotion.

+I'm glad you understand this. +

The face of the Lord of Humanity was not touched in the slightest. He just lazily turned over the crystal cards in his palm and placed [Angel] and [Lord of Hearts] at the top.

+ I'm also glad to hear that you have good intentions towards your Legion. +

+Do you care about them, Morgan? +

The Primarch blinked.

【Maybe. 】

Her voice was hesitant.

[Actually, I am not very sure whether I am a good mother compared to my brothers: after all, until now, I cannot completely regard them as my children, because in my heart, There is a lack of concept of this word. 】

[I can only regard them as important assets, precious resources that cannot be regenerated, or as the flesh and blood falling from my body, or the tears flowing from my pupils: in general, I regard them as a need Something to protect and defend, a luxury that can be used but never squandered. 】

[At those crucial moments, I will use them without hesitation and watch them disappear in the fire with indifference, but if the situation is not urgent, or if they are lost for some ridiculous reason, I will not Mind unleashing my rage for this. 】

The Lord of Mankind listened quietly.

+Sounds like my attitude towards the Custodes. +

【Is it the same? 】

Morgan looked up.

+ Similar. +

The Emperor sighed softly.

+ Do you know how your legion is evaluated in other parts of the human empire? +

[Can the reputation of Dawnbreaker spread to other places? 】

+The Legiones Astartes attract more attention than you might imagine: especially those with their own realms. +

[The Far Eastern Frontier is the mission and privilege you gave me: you won’t forget it, right? 】

+ If I don’t give it, will you obediently not step out of the way? +

【……】

[So, what do they think of my legion? 】

The Lord of Mankind raised the corners of his mouth, seeming to be mocking Morgan's poor words.

+In the eyes of most people, the Dawnbreakers are the luckiest legion. +

+ is also the most unfortunate legion. +

【Unlucky? 】

Morgan frowned: she had even forgotten her disguise.

【How to say? 】

+ Think about it yourself, I don’t have time to explain this kind of thing to you. +

The Emperor waved his hand, seemingly losing interest in the subject.

+ We have discussed enough about your heirs. +

+ We have more important things to talk about than a Legion of Astartes. +

+For example...+

+your kingdom. +

[Avalon Federation? 】

+ In the court of Holy Terra, people prefer to call it the Far Eastern Frontier. As for the titles you are called, from the Grand Governor to the Queen, from the Loyalist to the Second Guilliman, they are all: but recently, these titles It seems to be moving in a good direction, just like some people are leading public opinion privately. +

【……】

[There are not many Avalonians on Holy Terra, father. 】

+ But there are many Calibans: they were just inquiring about intelligence at first, and took the trouble to collect any topics related to [Warmaster], but recently, they seem to have received some new tasks, which have a negative impact on the Far Eastern Frontier. had a strong interest. +

The Lord of Mankind raised a fleeting smile, as if these so-called political games that were not on the stage could really arouse any joy in his heart.

[I never knew you would pay attention to these common things? 】

+ It is true that I will not pay attention, but the palmer will: he regards these things as some kind of entertainment and pastime at work, and will happily share them with me, although I feel that he is just changing it to me. Protested that his workload was too much. +

At this point, the emperor's brows actually tightened, and even Morgan could clearly observe that her genetic father was actually worried about this issue.

[Do you also think that Lord Machado’s burden is too heavy? 】

+No, I'm just a little troubled. +

The Lord of Mankind shook his head.

+ I can no longer assign more work to Makado: I originally thought that after I arranged these excessive tasks, he would have no time to bother me, but his working ability is still beyond mine. expected. +

+ While working on these documents, he actually found time to bombard me with long speeches in my ears instead of taking this time to rest. +

+ It seems that his rest time is still too long. +

【……】

Morgan blinked: she looked at the father of genes who was talking seriously, her face was solemn and deep, as if she had thought of something very bad.

It wasn't until a crunching sound came from her palm that she realized that the crystal card had been pinched out of shape: and the Emperor also realized this.

+Do you have any ideas? +

[No, I just think that you and Zhuang Sen are really similar. 】

This answer made the Lord of Mankind silent for a while, and just when Morgan was worried that her genetic father had heard something beyond the meaning, the Emperor suddenly changed his sitting posture, from leaning back on the chair indifferently to leaning forward. posture and serious expression.

+There’s a question I’ve been meaning to ask you, Morgan. +

【……Speaking? 】

+In your eyes, is Zhuang Sen that blood relative who makes you feel special?

【……】

Morgan's expression froze for a moment.

She really didn't know how to answer this weird question.

So, she listened to her instincts.

[Zhuang Sen and I have fought side by side for at least fifteen years. Father: I think this fact is enough to answer all your confusion. 】

+Is this why you chose him as your first chess piece? +

[Not entirely: the more important point is that I know very well the powerful power of the Dark Angel Legion. Whoever can control this proud team will have absolute dominance in the next war, and when I don’t When you know how to break the situation, sending the Dark Angel Legion will not be the worst choice. 】

The Lord of Mankind listened to this answer. He didn't seem very satisfied. He just stroked his chin and looked around on the chessboard thoughtfully.

+So, in your eyes, Dark Angel is even better than your Dawnbreaker? +

【……】

Faced with this question, Morgan thought about it seriously. The desire to win in her heart was seduced by this simple rhetorical question, and she screamed unwillingly.

[If I can expand the military strength of the Dawnbreakers to about 100,000, then I will not be afraid of any legion. If this number becomes 150,000, then coupled with the power of the Far East Frontier itself, I am confident that I can Defeat any Legion of Astartes. 】

[Of course, such a victory would be accompanied by hundreds of years of trauma. 】

The Emperor's eyes narrowed, and the smile returned to his face, making his words sound as if they meant something else.

+You seem to have full confidence in your Far Eastern border? +

【……】

Morgan coughed slightly.

[Actually, I'm not that confident: if nothing else, Guilliman's five hundred worlds alone have ten times the power of my country: after all, what I rule is just a bunch of desolate wild worlds. , the brightest among them, if placed in Ultramar, they would only be minor characters worth mentioning. 】

[In this regard, Guilliman is much better than me. 】

With a flash of eyes, a certain Lord of Avalon betrayed his brother without hesitation.

+ Guilliman. +

The Emperor whispered the name.

+ Since his return to the Empire, I have only met him once and had a formal conversation: In the eyes of most of the Empire, including the Primarchs, Guilliman is just a marginally better person than Jaghatai. Man, a towering tree that only grows on the land of Macragge. +

+ Numerous people have advised me, hoping that I can take the power of Ultramar and its potential threat seriously. They regard my placement of you as a response to this threat: perhaps even Guilliman himself That's what I thought. +

+ But in fact, these things never existed: I am not worried about Guilliman, nor Ultramar, nor Macragge, and among my countless worries, there is no name belonging to the Five Hundred Worlds. +

+Do you know why? +

[Want to hear the details, father. 】

The Spider Queen responded in a deep voice: She was indeed curious about the answer to this question.

+The reason is simple. +

The Lord of Mankind smiled.

+ Do you still remember the topic we discussed at the beginning: This is a matter of impression and memory, because as early as when we had our first conversation, I already knew what kind of person Guilliman was, I have already determined his quality. The Archon of Macragge passed my test and received his reward. +

+He left an impression on me: an impression that symbolizes [security]. +

[Sounds like a good thing. 】

Morgan responded, the light in her pupils revealing the greed in her heart.

So the emperor looked at her and smiled unreservedly.

+Do you want it? +

+Do you want the same treatment as Guilliman? +

【……】

The Spider Queen thought for a moment.

【think. 】

[But I know that you will not give it completely to me. 】

The Emperor nodded.

+Indeed: So, do you want part of this treatment? +