Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"To be honest, Morgan, the more I get along and cooperate with you, the less I can figure out what is going on in your head: Why do you insist on making Leman Russ the guard dog of the solar universe? You know, no one involved will be satisfied with this arrangement."

【satisfy? 】

The word left a trace of sarcasm on the Spider Queen's lips, and she absentmindedly responded to the Markbearer's confusion as she studied the stumbling steps of her Fenris brothers as they returned from the Emperor.

[Listen to me, old man. 】

[If your born job is to satisfy everyone, then you should stand here: You will go to my brother Fulgrim in the future and learn from him how to clean your... external gastrointestinal organs. 】

[You know, we are all quite curious about how you gained the Emperor's trust. 】

"..."

Malcador cast a disapproving look.

"I am serious, Primarch."

【I am also very serious. 】

Morgan pulled the corner of her mouth dryly, her eyes drifting between her well-groomed nails and Ruth's equally wonderful face: no words that humans can master can accurately describe the expression of the Wolf King at this time. I bounce back and forth between joy and irritation, ambitious one moment and worried the next.

Even the most arrogant and egotistical Primarch could easily sense that something was very wrong with Leman Russ. The Wolf King's closest brothers, such as Jonson, Guilliman and Konrad, saw that something was very wrong. He got up and wanted to go over and ask what happened, but Russ did not give them this chance. He silently shrank to the corner of the original body's queue, actively isolating himself from the brothers.

"It's like a prisoner awaiting his death sentence."

The Seal Holder sighed softly, and his tone was inevitably filled with resentment for Ruth: Among all the emperor's descendants, the Wolf King had the best relationship with the Seal Holder. This was something he had never expressed. , Malcador supported the Fenrisian in his role as Warmaster.

"That's what you want to see."

Despite this, the Seal Holder did not forget who was the culprit. He looked at the Sea of ​​Souls with a gaze full of condemnation, but it did not waver the Spider Queen at all: on the contrary, Morgan also looked at her with a gaze full of condemnation. Got Malcador.

[Don’t pretend to be so innocent: Don’t forget that you nodded in agreement. 】

The primarch laughed.

[After all, isn’t it you Terrans who have caused this consequence? You insist on greedily dividing the entire solar universe into your own absolute territory, treating it as Zhili and Kinki of the empire, and do not allow any external influence. Military power can get involved, but you don't have the corresponding military power. 】

[Dorne is indeed good, but you dare not put the Imperial Fist Legion into the universe outside of Terra. We can only look for other watchdogs further out: in addition to Russ, it can also be who? 】

[Wait, you won’t regret it, right? 】

"No."

Malcador shook his head instinctively: he was sad for Russ, but he would not waver.

"I'm just worried: Can the Space Wolves handle this responsibility?"

"In other words, if there is a Primarch in the future who is really planning to cross the Rubicon River, then he will never be stupid enough to be alone. He will definitely be fully prepared to fight against the entire group of people who are unwilling to stand with him. Imperial Confrontation: Faced with such military power, it seems there is not much the Space Wolves can do.”

"In the final analysis, the upper limit of their legion is just there. It is not like the Ultramarines or the Luna Wolves, which can expand into a large and reassuring legion: Why would you choose such a guard dog? He There is no way to scare the robber outside the door."

[Because the Space Wolves Legion never mattered in the first place. 】

Morgan did not look at Malcador, she stared at the newly departed brothers: Ferrus, encouraged by Fulgrim, was standing upright in front of the Lord of Mankind. His communication with the Emperor seemed brief and capable, There is no rhetoric at all. Just by looking at it, you can tell how boring the content will be.

But despite this, Morgan still stared at the situation in front of her. She was not curious about Ferus' future: Morgan had long known that the Emperor would affectionately call his Gorgon the other side of his brain. Then, some tasks such as technology research and development, utilitarian archeology, and communication with the Mechanicus were placed on Ferus's shoulders in turn.

Thinking about these things at the beginning had wasted a lot of Morgan's efforts.

Of course, Ferus can't control the forging world on Reza's side, but he has always had a good relationship with the forging general of Mars. The benefits in this area are not in vain. In addition, he can also shoulder the responsibility for the entire human empire. Defense of the Galactic Northwest.

Protect yourself from both the inside and the outside.

As for the equally precious other side of the human master's brain, it is currently arguing with his more precious palm bearer: arguing with him about the division of responsibilities between the Legion and Terra.

[If I remember correctly, Lord Sealbearer, in the Russ Edict issued by the Emperor to the entire Great Crusade shortly after, he will make it very clear: Anyone who dares to resist the duties of Leman Russ will be regarded as He is a traitor to the entire empire and humanity. In this case, those who need to fight him when the time comes should be the armed forces of the entire empire and humanity. 】

[The Space Wolves Legion is just one of them. From the beginning, they should not have been the main force to prevent Caesar from crossing the Rubicon River. Moreover, if they want to join forces with the Imperial Fist, they will insist on reaching other universes. If King Qin's army arrives, there will be no problem with the combat effectiveness of the Sixth Army. 】

[Yes, yes, I know the Sixth Legion is not the best choice, but like I said: the Space Wolves Legion is not important, Leman Russ himself is important. 】

Morgan glanced at her brother.

[Besides Russ, where else can you find a home planet close to Terra that can reach a tacit understanding with you, the Lord of Terra, whose loyalty and character are absolutely trustworthy, and my combat effectiveness is not weak. What's the greatest common denominator that won't lead to big problems when it comes to decision-making on the battlefield? 】

[The watchdog of the Sun Star Territory can only be Leman Russ from the beginning. 】

[As for his legion? Even if everyone dies, so what, sending hundreds of forbidden troops to assist Russ might do better. 】

[In short, my beloved Master: When we think about these issues, we only need to implement one truth. 】

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+Don’t treat them as human beings. +

+ Don’t regard them as life either. +

+ To be used as a tool: What the empire needs more than compassion is cold and reliable numbers. +

As he spoke these words, the Emperor could clearly hear his heart sighing for these vicious words: The Lord of Mankind thought that he would not need to instruct his descendants such vicious words throughout his life. orders, but his children always exceeded his imagination.

This is especially true for this one.

The emperor's face was tense, his pupils exuded a majestic light, and every inch of his skin was undeniably harsh. With every gesture, he treated the visitor in front of him with the most contemptuous and arrogant attitude, as if this unlucky man only wanted If he even dares to interrupt his momentum, he will only be greeted by the emperor's wrath that will burn down the world.

This is disrespectful: a certain big talker is just doing this.

Feeling the strong light that was almost overflowing in Luo Jia's pupils, the Lord of Humanity felt that his brain would soon be unable to control his eager fist: he deliberately set his gaze higher to avoid He read Luo Jia's torch-like comments, but even so, the admiring gaze still made his jaw hurt. Maybe it was a relatively wrong decision to follow Morgan's advice and not burn down the Perfect City: He should have let Lorgar and the Word Bearers kneel down in ashes. Maybe this could solve his problem?

Instead of being like now: continuing to act pretentious here forever, and even giving Luo Jia a position where he can act wildly at will.

+Iconoclast. +

The Emperor whispered this name. It was an extremely ancient word. It was the first nickname of the Seventeenth Legion in the past. It was also his true expectation for Luo Jia and the Word Bearers. But this expectation has long gone, leaving only A whirlwind with the smell of blood fell.

+You know what you are going to do, right? +

"Of course, God Emperor."

Completely ignoring the eyes of others, the Great Worder knelt on the ground piously: He could not be more satisfied with the favor given by the God Emperor. Although he would happily accept whatever the God Emperor bestowed upon him, but When the Iconoclast's name came to his mind, he instinctively knew what to do.

Good: he likes it.

"I accept this name and the sacred duty it confers: From now on, my legions and I will never rest. We will destroy every icon that symbolizes heresy, starting from the land you gave us. I will be their destroyer, their destroyer, their nightmare and their god of death.”

"When I have purged all the dirt from my sight, my crusade will extend to the entire empire, the entire galaxy: until every despicable icon has been destroyed, until only the purest faith remains in the entire galaxy. ”

+That was a long time ago. +

The Emperor did not respond to this sentence. Just as Morgan had warned him, he was not allowed to respond to any of Lorgar's words: lest this fundamental cognitive difference between gods and believers would cause more chaos. .

The Emperor did not take Lorgar's arrogance to heart: he believed that he would be able to build the Webway at least faster than Lorgar's armed mission across the galaxy. When the time came, he would have a good discussion with the child about his faith. And the problem of the iconoclasts.

As for the harm Luo Jia may cause...

It doesn't matter: Malcador and Holy Terra will help him keep an eye on these fanatics.

+You are like my liver, Luo Jia. +

The Emperor raised a hand and patted the Great Word Bearer's trembling shoulder.

+ If you follow a good path and go in the right direction, you will one day become a powerful assistant to the empire. You can mediate the conflicts within the empire, erase the differences in countless worlds without bloodshed, and let the strong centripetal force become the empire. Proud of the foundation of the galaxy, perhaps one day in the future, we will need a unified belief to maintain the entire empire. +

But not now.

+ And more importantly, you are the immune system I chose for this empire. In the area you are responsible for, I hope your fanaticism can withstand the real evil so that others will not suffer from it: you are I carefully selected a line of defense, Luo Jia. +

"Until death do us part, my God-Emperor."

Luo Jia fell to the ground and knocked his smooth forehead heavily on the ground.

The Emperor's disgust at that moment made Morgan just want to laugh.

And the Word Bearers' oath has sounded.

"I swear that I will use all of our lives to forge your true greatness."

"The Word Bearers were born for this."

"The Word Bearers will die for this too."

——————

"Until the moment we fall apart and turn into ashes."

"We will all fulfill our responsibilities."

+I never doubted this: my Lord Praetorian of Terra. +

The voice as firm as a stone brought a smile to the emperor's face. After sending away the big-hearted man whose whole body was filled with the stench of fanaticism, he was pleased to see Luo Jia pass by him. What came was the Master of the Imperial Fist, whose pace and soul were equally firm.

Donne stood in front of him and saluted like a courtier in the army: the following conversation between father and son seemed very short, because neither of them loved gorgeous words, nor did they need to use the victory of words to measure their interests. Or soothe your fragile mood.

But more importantly...

+ We have more time to discuss the future, right? +

The Emperor looked at Horus, and he was pleased to notice that the Wolf Shepherd and the Master of the Imperial Fist greeted each other with smiles. Although there was an inconspicuous, but very sincere friendship between these two brothers, in the Emperor It seems that this is a good thing for the future of the empire.

He leaned closer to Dawn and expressed his concern in a hushed voice.

+ We still have a long time to go, and there is no need to make it too clear here: you knew from the beginning that I would give you the responsibility and title of Guard of Terra, my son, and you did not refuse this responsibility, There is no need for me to come here again. +

+ As for other things: Terra Guard is indeed a difficult and complicated duty. I can't fully describe it here, which will make others suspicious. +

+ Then, after the Great Crusade is over, you will board my battleship and return to Terra together. We will have a long period of time to slowly discuss: You deserve any kind of special treatment, Rogge. +

Dorn lowered his head. He was not proud of such obvious love, nor did he modestly resist the emperor's preferential treatment. He simply nodded and waited for his master to issue an order to dismiss him.

But before that, the Emperor looked at his child quietly.

Such a reliable kid.

+You know what, Dorn. +

His voice was unimaginably gentle.

+ I have never regretted treating you as my most reliable bone: the support of my body and the foundation of my empire. I know that maybe steel and sharp blades will eventually decay, but the stubborn stone will eventually support our common destiny. cause. +

+ When the idea of ​​the Terra Guard came into my mind, I knew that it would only be yours: I have always believed in this, and I have never regretted it. +

"Me too, Father."

In Dorne's cold tone, which is as unbeatable as the Invet Glacier, there is finally a trace of warmth.

"I have never regretted following you and entering the territory of the Great Crusade."

+Even if you have to bleed for it? +

"Yes: even if you have to die for it."

+...+

For a moment, the emperor's figure seemed to shake unnaturally, and he glanced away quickly, as if he didn't want anyone to see what he was thinking: his throat rolled with a subtle frequency, and finally, Just highlight a simple sentence.

+Speak less of such depressing words. +

"This is an oath..."

+Stop talking! +

"clear."

Dorn lowered his head. Before leaving, he received the Emperor's last order.

+ Go among your brothers and call me both Jonson and Perturabo. +

"Two of you together?"

+That's right. +

The Emperor nodded, his eyes flickering between Horus and Dorn.

+After...my personal reflection. +

+ I am sure of one thing: I will indeed hand over the entire Great Crusade army and command authority to my Warmaster, but this does not mean that I will have no reservations. At least, I need to protect myself and Holy Terra. At certain times there will be special requests to reserve two legions. +

+ Two legions directly under me that can be independent from the Warmaster's command system. +

+So: Call Jonson and Perturabo before me. +

+Call over my left and right arms. +