Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"Seriously, Morgan: you really don't want to consider my opinion?"

"Incorporate the Ghoul Stars into your system and become part of Great Avalon, plus the five hundred worlds of Ultramar that are already closely connected to you, as well as Olympia and even the Maelstrom that are so close at hand. Region: This is more than half of the Far Eastern Star Territory, and almost a quarter of the Human Empire."

"Counting four more legions: as long as we unite, everything will be great."

【……】

"I have one thing to say: Now I'm thinking of finding you a set of yellow armor and putting it on."

【……】

"What do you think of Dorne's set? It's yellow and solemn, and looks very kingly. And although I can't beat some of our brothers, but if I want to knock the stone of Quickinvite to the ground, it's better to knock him to the ground. No problem."

【……】

Morgan took a deep breath.

She had to concentrate all her attention on the psychic tentacles that had enveloped the entire galaxy in order to avoid being distracted or excited and causing some irreversible serious consequences: for example, destroying that planet. The satellites that were still in her small universe exploded angrily like balloons.

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Calm down, calm down, Morgan.

That is a satellite, a very important celestial world, something you are going to use soon, not the head of the little bastard next to you: you can't blow it up with a slap, after all, drag another satellite over, But it’s a very troublesome thing and very tiring.

It also consumes a lot of calories...

…

damn it.

She should have informed Aniya in advance and asked her to double the portion of today's dessert.

Let’s start talking about losing weight next month.

The original body shook her head. She responded with a blank expression to the midnight ghost sitting cross-legged next to her, and tried her best to find some exploitable flaws in that long and narrow face: but it was a pity. Yes, Morgan only saw two emotions on Conrad's face.

One is teasing, and this sentiment is easy to understand: Ever since Midnight Ghost learned to be an occasional good baby by her side, Conrad's daily teasing has become something that Morgan has never been surprised by. , this Nostramo will always seize every opportunity to poke the Lord of Avalon's sore feet.

From childbirth to weight, from Jonson to Magnus, from a poor talent for naming to a father-daughter relationship with the Lord of Mankind: thanks to the fearless Nostramo punchbag, Morgan feels like he's against The hand-to-hand combat skills of other Primarchs may have the highest experience value among all the children of the Emperor.

Give her a way out, and she will dare to fight Zhuang Sen with bare hands.

…

But another emotion looks a bit like...

serious?

【……】

serious? !

The primarch's brows twitched.

[Are you serious, Conrad? 】

"What? Does anything I just said sound like a joke?"

Midnight Ghost also raised his slender brows. His face was now full of surprise, and he looked even more shocked than his blood relatives.

The Primarch of the Eighth Legion was sitting cross-legged next to Morgan. He hooked one hand on the crossed ankles and rocked his body back and forth like a roly-poly to kill the boredom. Time, and his other hand was raised, and his fingertips were tapping each other, like a calculating little businessman, counting the words he had just said one by one.

"The close relationship between Great Avalon and Ultramar is something you can't deny, Morgan. I see it all: our brother Macragge treats you as if he were his own aunt." .”

"As for Dorn's armor, it is indeed very eye-catching. There is definitely no problem with this. After all, your aesthetic sense is not very noble, and then..."

"Well...Morgan..."

"Aren't you worried that I won't be able to defeat Rogedo's stone block?"

【……】

[How could I be worried? 】

The primarch smiled, gritting his teeth.

[I wish that Invite could beat you to death, my dear little Nostramo trash. 】

"Ha! Then you will be disappointed!"

Conrad made a strange noise and shouted to the sky. He smiled like a happy child weighing more than 500 pounds.

"Is that guy Rogal Dorn? He is indeed a very good bastard. He is impeccable in all aspects, but just like his old enemy who suffers from irritable girl puberty syndrome, our dear The Rogal Dorn brother is not famous only for his personal martial arts: to put it bluntly, his fighting talent is quite bad."

"Even with my bare hands and no armor, I can beat the heavily armed Rogal Dorn to his knees and let him be my human chair cushion: Of course, this situation is limited to the first time between me and him. Fighting, if there are a few more fightings like this, I may have to be more careful when dealing with that guy."

"After all, Dorn is very smart."

【……】

[I've never heard that Rogal Dorn was known for his wisdom? 】

"That's right: but that's the cleverest thing about Rogal Dorn, isn't it?"

Conrad shook his head, and his words made Morgan fall into silence for the first time in a long time.

Therefore, in the next ten minutes or so, the Lord of Avalon quietly carried out a series of preparations until she adjusted all the data and until all the ships and mobile platforms had been adjusted according to their respective requirements. He gave the order to stay away from the next [construction site] until Morgan had to take a short break to gather enough energy and energy for the next final operation.

The original body then put down her hands and looked at her brother seriously: chatting about topics that have nothing to do with work is also a good way to rest.

It's a pity that Conrad has never been a good chat partner: when Morgan looked at her bumbling blood brother, the Lord of Avalon had to spend more of her energy suppressing her imminent iron fist. superior.

Ah, I want to hit someone.

…

forget it.

Think about Magnus, think about Perturabo and Mortarion, and really think about that bastard Lord of Mankind: compared to them, Konrad is quite cute, isn't he?

At the very least, this kid will tell you whatever he thinks: this is the advantage!

Morgan calmed down.

[That’s not what I’m asking about. 】

The Lord of Avalon's voice sounded a little hoarse, which was proof of overwork. Midnight Ghost captured this detail very sensitively, so the bad smile on Conrad's face disappeared a lot, and his complexion Then he became serious.

But Morgan didn't care: the primarch's mind was occupied by two questions.

[Tell me, Conrad: Avalon and Ultramar, plus the Ghoul Stars that you are obsessed with, how can there be four legions in these three areas combined? 】

[Dawnbreaker, Ultramarines, and your Night Lords, who else: Do you really expect the Iron Warriors to join this system? Although our brother Perturabo is not a bad person, he is For any system whose goal is stability, the Olympian Lord is a time bomb. 】

"That's true."

Conrad smiled.

"Rather: Perturabo is much more dangerous than a time bomb."

[Looks like we are on the same page. 】

Morgan snorted.

[So tell me, if it’s not the Iron Warriors, then who is the fourth legion in your mouth? Why don’t I know that I have unintentionally recruited another legion? Isn’t this great feat not the shepherd wolf? Is the god Horus exclusive? 】

"Ha, you are so humble."

Midnight Ghost chuckled and licked his lips slowly.

"The Wolf God's talent in this area is far worse than yours: Although Horus's personal charm is impeccable, he also has a very important personal flaw, that is, he cannot learn to see what others want. , and cannot learn to share what should be shared.”

"To put it bluntly, no matter how amazing personal charisma is, it is still very vulnerable in the face of a genuine alliance of interests: In other words, how many idealists do you think there are in the original body? How many idealists do these idealists have? How many of them can like Horus?"

【……】

[I think we should not discuss this topic, Horus: It is bad behavior to talk about others behind their backs, especially when the person we are talking about is the Wolf Shepherd God Horus, who is a special figure in the empire. 】

"Ah, that's right."

Conrad nodded.

"Then let's not talk about this."

"So, do you want to know what the fourth legion is, Morgan: let me tell you in advance, I only found out who the fourth legion was a few hours ago."

【……】

【explain. 】

The Lord of Avalon was concise and concise, but Midnight Ghost knew very well that this was Morgan's state when he was serious.

So, he thought about it.

"Well……"

Midnight Ghost blinked.

"Let me think of their names: what should I say to you..."

"..."

"..."

"Dawn Warriors."

【……】

At that moment, an emotion [not so much shock, but rather numbness that had been expected] took over the face of the Lord of Avalon, while her brother was innocently watching his own end. , the smile is gentle and harmless.

"You know what I mean, right?"

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[Okay, let’s not mention this for now. 】

"Are you sure you don't want to mention it? Or do you really not mind what kind of bloodline the Astartes warriors who call you the Mother of Genes have in the future? You need to know the stories and origins, technology and hard life, but it is more colorful than you imagine, my dearest..."

"[Mother of Angels]."

【……】

"You certainly can't imagine what Dawnbreaker will mean in the future: Let's put it this way, the name Dawnbreaker has wonderful similarities with the Roman Empire in ancient history, just like there are people in various places. Just like various Romes. Within various bloodlines, there will also be various Sons of Morgan forces."

【……】

【Shut up! 】

Morgan frowned, and with her sharp shout, Conrad honestly saluted the French military salute, not forgetting to draw a zipper on his grinning lips.

"As you command, Your Highness She-Wolf."

【……】

Morgan wanted to sigh.

But she didn't want to show such weakness in front of this bastard.

Morgan wants to punch someone.

But it was more or less undignified to beat up their genetic father on the flagship of the Night Lords: just like she had never really beaten Jonson in front of the Dark Angel, she always had a smile on her face. , in the witness of countless soldiers, the most sacred and difficult paperwork was solemnly handed over to Zhuang Sen's hands.

Anyway, she had been telling Jonson that the files he was given to handle were the easiest of all: in most cases that was true, and in the cases that weren't, Coswayne, the only one who knew anything about it, Comrades also know what to say and what not to say.

After all, Morgan is not the only one who wants to take a break while the Lion King is extremely busy.

【……】

Morgan rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and pulled himself out of his memories. The Lord of Avalon felt that she had almost rested, but she still had one last problem to solve.

[Tell me, Konrad, when did I become like Guilliman? 】

"..."

Conrad was silent.

"Are you really not aware of this?"

【……】

【What's the meaning? 】

"for example."

Midnight Ghost raised a finger.

"We all know, Morgan, that the Dawnbreaker Legion maintains terms of alliance with the Forge World Reza on the surface. This kind of terms is nothing. Many Astartes Legions will maintain this kind of relationship with a large Forge World, but yours The difference is: in addition to cooperating with the forge world Ryza, you are also constantly reaching cooperation terms with many small forge worlds and industrial worlds in the Far Eastern Frontier."

"Moreover, unlike Reza, who is aloof and intersects as equals, these small forging worlds and industrial worlds have been integrated into the industrial complex by you: more like your vassals than your partners.

[Just some small worlds. 】

"Yeah, some."

Conrad laughed sarcastically.

"Don't you want to count the number of small foundry worlds and industrial worlds that you have integrated like vassals? How long has it been since you took a good inventory of them?"

【……】

Morgan blinked.

Although she still didn't understand the meaning of the Midnight Ghost, in her heart, the Lord of Avalon began to take stock: the forging world that she had united to form the so-called Far Eastern Frontier Industrial Complex, and the industrial world list.

Let her think about it...

Astorgius, Collins, Belus Prime, Karagat, Tigres, Lok'sar, Gur'glad, Marcia, Firestorm, Kenrak, Atargatis, and the plan A triple galaxy in , three forge worlds existing in one galaxy...

…

【……】

"Did you count clearly?"

【……】

"By the way, the total number of Forge Worlds that have reached cooperation terms with the ambitious Guilliman is only four or five so far.

"So how many loyal Lords of Avalon are there?"

【……】

"So, Morgan, do you really not think about my plan? After all, there are only a few forging worlds that can reach peace with the Human Empire, not to mention that you can still win over Guilliman and the Human Empire. There are five hundred worlds.”

"..."

"I think you should be very confident that you can win over Guilliman."

"After all, who can refuse his beautiful aunt?"

【……】

【……】

Morgan let out a long sigh.

Forget it, the night number will be the night number.

…

Where's her chainsaw axe?

Damn it's undignified.

It looked like Conrad's lungs needed a breath of fresh air today.