Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Kalda rode a horse through the forest, his horse's hooves rustling among the dead branches and fallen leaves. He straddled the saddle and looked up at the high tree crowns. The ironwood trees were like waving giants. , supporting a world here.

Legend has it that when the Lord of Mankind came to this planet for the first time, he looked at the boundless forest sea. The Emperor witnessed the thriving vitality of this planet with his own eyes, because he gave this world the name "Kason" on the high ground. It means the land of pine trees in Gothic. Since then, this beautiful planet has belonged to human masters.

Kalda had been here countless times, looking at the stars in the clearing between the ironwood forests, imagining that the Emperor might have stood in this position. He looked at the stars here and created everything that is now glorious.

He lowered his head and looked at Duke Draku who was riding in front of him, or should he be called the Supreme Lord Draku now. He was now the leader of the nobles of this planet. He ruled for the Emperor, which gave him An unparalleled honor, but also a heavy responsibility.

He was riding through the woods with his squire Kalda. They were summoned and were heading to a certain place, with the express request that only the two of them could come.

Kalda knew his homeland as well as the Duke, and they had arrived here on horseback across the vast fields and around the towering mountains.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at their destination. The horseshoes stepped on the dirt, and the horse stopped under the pull of the knight. Duke Delaku dismounted and handed the reins to Kalda, who immediately took it and let the Duke You can step forward and leave.

Draku walked up with his sword, and Kalda stood aside with two horses and looked at the cemetery differently. In his impression, there was no cemetery here before, and there were only sporadic hunting in this magnificent primeval forest. hut, but no cemetery exists.

But now, there is a neatly planned cemetery here, with huge tombstones stuck on the tombs, with unique weapons and angel helmets stuck on them!

Even if no one told him, Kalda knew that this was a sacred cemetery, the Tomb of Angels!

Draku naturally knew it, but he suppressed his inner excitement and came to Vito's side. He bowed and paid a very humble tribute, "Your Majesty the Inquisitor."

"Mr. Governor, I hope I didn't disturb your official duties." Vito said standing in front of the cemetery, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people who were sleeping here.

"It's okay, sir, this is the cemetery of angels." Vito said, reaching out and touching the tombstone in the cemetery at the door. Two lines of inscriptions were written on it in the local language and Gothic.

"The proud sons of the Emperor and the Raven Lord sleep like this. May their souls return to the throne, and may yours be as strong as theirs."

Delaku nodded slightly as he looked at the inscription above. He looked at the cemetery with respect. It was very quiet and beautiful. There were only a little bit of sunshine shining in the cemetery. Birds were chirping on the branches. The rustling of the tree crowns in the wind seemed to only exist in fairy tales.

Draku counted the tombstones one by one. There was a battle helmet on each tombstone. Their glory and achievements were silently poured into those helmets. Looking at the gray display glass of the battle helmet, It's like looking into their eyes.

The angels look at you silently. The feeling is difficult to describe in words, but when you stand here, you will involuntarily straighten your back, as if you want them to recognize you.

Draku turned his head and glanced at Kalda. The young knight attendant stood upright, with his chest raised and his head raised as solemnly as if he were meeting an emperor. He stared at the cemetery and the fluttering flags.

Draku saw the flags flying in the cemetery, and built a shed above his head. The construction method was very different from the locals. The builder used the carpenter's craftsmanship to the extreme. There were no nails or nooses, but The wooden shack stood there firmly, protecting the glorious banner impregnably.

This was a traditional Fenrisian craft, and Vitor wasn't sure if the Raven Guard would find it strange that their banners of honor flew beneath the huts built by the Sons of Fenris.

But I think the warriors here won't mind very much. They are now resting here, transformed into eternity in glory.

The shack was involuntarily engraved with Fenris runes, which were obviously the work of Olaf. It was of course not just a beautiful decoration, but a rune full of psychic power. As long as Wen exists, he can protect this cemetery from being eroded by the evil forces in the space, allowing the soldiers to sleep peacefully.

But the rune can only protect the spiritual level of the cemetery. There is also a guardian here, a guardian who protects the physical level of the place where the warriors rest, a tombkeeper.

"I called you here to choose a tombkeeper, a tombkeeper to guard the cemetery of the angels." Vito said softly, stroking the tombstone and narrating softly.

Draku nodded slightly, understanding what Vito meant. He nodded to the flag to pay the highest respect, "I understand, sir, this is the most glorious duty. I believe that the state church is honored."

"No, Draku, I don't want the State Church to guard this place. Endless prayers and worshiping to the sound of bells are not a suitable place to sleep. I don't mind the State Church building a sanctuary outside the woods, but not here."

As Vito spoke, he traced his hands over the warning stone one by one, touching the letters and runes between his fingers. His eyes reflected the little bits of sunlight in the sky.

"They have fought for too long, Dracul, you know? They are a generation of the Great Crusade, personal bodyguards of the Primarch Corax, they have even met the Emperor himself."

Draku was startled, and silently turned his head to look at the cemetery, his eyes full of respect and awe.

"They have slept in the darkness underground for too long, far away from home and their own war group. Now it is time for them to rest in peace, ten thousand years late to rest in glory."

"So I hope no one will disturb them, and let them enter their resting place peacefully." Vito said softly, and Draku nodded in approval, "I will issue a decree to permanently restore this place. It is designated as a forbidden area and no one is allowed to come here and disturb the angels’ sleep, except for the family of the gravekeepers, of course.”

"Do you have a candidate? A suitable candidate." Vito asked and turned to look at Draku. The Duke was silent for a moment, and then looked at Kalda.

Vito also looked over and looked at the young, upright knight squire.

He smiled and motioned for him to come over. The young attendant was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly tied the horse and ran quickly. He came to Vito and Dracu slightly confused.

"Kneel down, young man." Vito said and motioned for him to go down. Kalda looked at Draku in confusion, and the latter nodded slightly and motioned for him to kneel down.

In confusion, the young squire knight knelt on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Vito in front of him. He pulled out his chain sword and gently placed it on both sides of Kalda's shoulders.

"Squire Knight Kalda, I, Vito Constantine, the judge chosen by the Emperor, hereby promote you to the Emperor's Knight in his name, and grant you the sacred mission. You will guard the angels. The cemetery will bear this sacred responsibility for you and your descendants for generations to come.”

Kalda stared at Vito dumbfounded, and then looked at Draku, who smiled happily, seeming to congratulate his squire knight. After so many years, he finally got the glory he deserved.

"In the name of the Emperor, you will protect the resting place of the warriors and become their night watchman. Tonight and night after night, I grant you this title and the new title in the name of the Lord of Mankind and the Lord of the Ravens." name."

"Karda Lakdes, Knight of Tuluva, are you willing to accept this title and mission?" Vito asked, his solemn words far surpassing the sacred ceremony of any national church cathedral.

Kalda lowered her head and responded to him piously, "I do."

"Are you willing to swear that you will be loyal to this mission with your descendants for generations to come, until death." "I do."

"Then get up, knight, get up." Vito said and put away the chain sword. Kalda also stood up and stood solemnly in front of Vito and Dracu. Vito nailed an Imperial Sky Eagle emblem to on his armor.

The eagle badge flashed in the sunlight that day, and the sacred light flashed eternally.

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The golden eagle is still flashing, and the eagle logo flashes together with the black armor in the sun. Also flashing is the white cross, and the Roman numeral II is on the shoulder armor.

A Dark Angel, a glorious knight of the second company of the Chapter, walks here.

He strode into the outer wall of the Holy Saint's Cemetery, with countless prayer ribbons and holy statues standing outside.

After several generations of management, this place has long since become a true holy place, the most sacred and sacred forest on the Nacasson planet. Few people can come here, except for the tombkeeper family and the supreme lord family.

He walked along the silent forest path, passed the silent cemetery gate and the family mansion, and arrived here, arriving at this sacred cemetery.

The burly giant knelt down on one knee, took off his helmet and placed it on the ground. His resolute face gradually raised his head and looked up at the banner and slowly spoke.

"I, Delutus Cassius Brutus, I ask for your blessings, angels. Under your silent glory and guidance, I finally become the Emperor's Knight."

"I still remember the day when the Chaplain of the Chapter came to find me. Knight Lancelot did not lie. My loyalty was responded to by the Emperor. The Chaplain of the Chapter came to find me and took me to Cali. Ban Juyan, where I receive training and testing.”

The black-armored knight said respectfully. Wearing a green robe, he knelt on one knee in front of the tombstone and the banner. The little boy by the lake grew up. He was appointed captain by the knights of Caliban. Now, as captain, he can Became a regular employee.

"Now I am also a member of the angels. The glorious mission of the Dark Angels will always guide my way forward. I am here to inform you of this honor. I passed by here on my journey to the star sea and I am here to pay you my highest respects. I have sworn my oath to the Emperor and the Gene-Father, and now I will swear it to you again."

"I, the glorious knight of the Dark Angels Chapter, the knight of Casson Star, swear by my honor and life, I will fight in the stars, throw my head and blood for the Emperor and his loyalty, until my soul returns to the throne."

The Dark Angel stood up, put on his helmet, drew his sword and saluted the tombstones of the angels.

"In the name of the Emperor, I will always be loyal and never betray!"

This is inheritance. The inheritance of Space Marines does not originate from blood connection, nor is it purely based on gene seeds, but the inheritance of faith and loyalty.

A group of angels left, but a new angel was created.