Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

For 14-year-old Jack Johnson, there are two places in the world that he dislikes the most. One is the sewage room under the Governor's Mansion, and the other is here, the study. Perhaps compared with the former, he would rather go to the sewer.

Young Jack sat in a large chair, his elbows on the table, turning a pen, a book in front of him, and his eyes were bored looking around.

He took classes here and received training as a "future governor". This was the arrangement given to him by Aunt Olivia. As her heir, he had the obligation and necessity to learn these things, but he didn't like it at all.

Because the content in the book was too boring, and because of the teacher, the previous teacher was old-fashioned and boring, and even couldn't stand Jack's little joke and went to complain to his aunt, and then resigned and left.

Didn't he just put thumbtacks in the chair and put a bucket of water on the door? And apply lubricant in the corridor, let them throw around in front of the servants of the whole mansion.

But later, after another long chat, Aunt Olivia promised to find him an interesting tutor, saying she would be satisfied. Then she found him. "Okay, kid, have you seen enough of that bust? Don't worry, you'll have plenty of opportunities to see it later. Now tell me, what do the Holsons do?" He began, and Jack looked at the chair across the table that was raised high so that he could lean out from behind it. Jack thought his aunt would find him a stricter teacher, such as the archbishop of the Church of England, or those boring and indifferent technical priests, but she found him someone else, who was also ineffective against these tricks. His name was Morgrim Bronzebeard, short but strong, with thick arms as thick as Jack's thighs, and a thick beard hanging on his thick head, which was turned into a braid with several golden copper rings. It was a dwarf, a space dwarf, Jack heard that they were quite rare, but obviously not rare enough, otherwise his aunt would not have found him. "Okay, kid, tell me, if you want to see a woman's body, I can take you to the city later to have a good look." He grinned, and his beard shook.

He was indeed very funny, Jack did not refute this point, and he could make him laugh more than the previous tutors. He liked to stay with Mogrim, provided that he was not in class.

"Teacher Mogrim, I should have remembered it, I swear."

"Think about it again, kid, just like you just looked at the statue, who is that statue? Your fiancée's?"

"No, I'm not that vulgar."

"Come on, it's not like I haven't read the books hidden in your bedroom, and your taste is really bad. You should read something good, I will find you something as a reward later, now, tell me."

"The Holson family is mainly engaged in the shipping industry, right?"

"The shipping industry there?"

"On the surface, I mean, ocean routes, not space travel, they don't have a roving merchant license."

"Not yet, but maybe in the future they will want you to issue them one, remember kid, it will be useful." He smiled in the chair, "and besides, you got a reward, you always need a little reward and motivation to remember, right?"

Jack smiled, he really liked Mogrim Bronzebeard. He stroked his beard, leaned back in his chair and tapped the armrest, "Okay, now let's move on to the next one, um, tell me about Badavelka"

"Badavelka." Jack corrected his pronunciation.

"Yes, that's it, this family is really weird, right? The name sounds like a devil, now tell me, what does his family do? Hint, it's also related to the sea."

"This" Jack thought hard, "Sorry, Mr. Mogrim, I really don't remember this."

"It's not weird, his family's industry is very rare and weird." Mogrim said with a glare, as if he was having fun.

"They are in the sea monster business!"

"Sea monsters?"

"Yes, sea monsters. The Badavelka family is engaged in space travel. They will hunt those patrolling void whales from the universe and drag them back to the dock to dismantle them. The dissection of those big guys will take weeks. They will dig out its internal organs, cut it open and let the bile and bitter water flow all over the floor. It tastes like..."

"Hey! Stop it, I'm going to vomit." Jack protested. Just thinking about the picture made him feel sick. If he became the governor, he would never visit them.

Mogrim laughed loudly and heartily, "Yes, a bunch of freaks, right? But their business is very valuable. The internal organs of the void whale secrete a group of chemical mucus membranes, which is an extremely efficient power generation substance. It can provide the big thing with bioelectricity to fly across the star sea, so as to capture the changing trajectory of the stars and choose the best route for migration."

"Often in a whole group of whales, only a few leading whales will have these substances, so the Badavelka family will spend a lot of time hunting them and then dissecting them."

"Who would be interested in this? From a group of dead bodies?" Jack asked curiously.

"Of course, the secretory mucus membrane of the void whale is quite valuable. It is the most efficient subspace navigation detector material. It can sense the most subtle space changes and help sailors avoid storms. It is in short supply for merchants and the navy, so the Badavelka family can always make a fortune."

Morgrim Bronzebeard smiled and stroked his beard, then shrugged his broad shoulders, "Of course, we dwarves told them, otherwise how do you think these human cubs know these things? He should pay us!" "Teacher Morgrim, I heard that the dwarves' hometown has been destroyed, right? I thought you all..." Jack was hesitant to speak, but Morgrim was still smiling. "Eated? Indeed, those Tyranids ate our homes and many dwarves, so those guys from the Badavelka family were able to make such huge profits."

"Of course, but there were still many dwarves sailing at the time who were not eaten, such as me." He smiled, with several rings on his fingers shining with gold, "But that's another story, I will tell you later, now don't interrupt, let's ask the next question."

"Hey, why do we have to learn these boring things here?" Jack complained, "I thought that as a governor I should learn gunmanship and swordmanship, as well as mecha!"

Jack's eyes lit up just thinking of those tall Titans, there is no more romantic man than this.

"Mecha? Ha! I didn't think you would like to become one of those oil guys. Believe me, kid, Titan pilots are not that comfortable." He stroked his beard, "Swords and martial arts are important, no one can deny that, but they can't help you fight those insidious and cunning guys." "For example, the Badavikar family, how are you going to use lasers or chainsaw swords to deal with them? You need these things." The dwarf patted the books on the table, and the table was shaking with his strength. "Knowledge! They will arm you and let you know how to fight those cunning venomous snakes, just like your aunt." He said seriously, "Just like guns need bullets, the paragraphs in these books are your ammunition." Jack still complained, holding his hands up and lying on the table to fiddle with the pen. Mogrim did not continue to scold him like the previous teacher, but smiled and leaned back in his chair and laughed. "What's your girl's name? Wendy?"

"It's Wenyanaer, not the maid Wendy you always say has a big butt."

"Hey, what's the difference? Her butt is just as big. You have a good eye. Hey, that's a good one!" Mogrim patted his thigh and said. Jack raised his head unhappily. He naturally didn't like someone talking about his lover and fiancée like this.

Mogrim looked at the look and stopped talking. He smiled and stroked his fluffy beard, "You don't like me to say that, right? But what if someone not only said that, but also planned to touch her butt, or even hurt her? Jack, what would you do then? Kill everyone?"

The dwarf smiled slightly, "This is why you need to learn these, kid, arm yourself, fully armed from the outside to the inside, so that you can protect her and yourself. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Jack nodded and replied after a moment.

The dwarf also nodded, "Now, tell me, what does the Lasenia family do?"

"Wen Yanar's family makes hovercrafts and aircraft within the atmosphere. It's a century-old industry." Jack replied. He naturally knew a lot about his fiancée's family business. His first motorcycle was given by Wen Yanar's father Watkins.

"A hundred years is not enough, Jack. The Wen Yanar family is not prominent among the Victorian nobles, but now their little daughter has climbed up the ladder and will become the wife of the future governor, and even the mother of the future governor."

The dwarf said, "This has caused dissatisfaction among many people. Extreme resentment is dangerous. Jack boy, now you know why you have to remember this?"

Jack nodded.

"Very good, use your knowledge to make your wife's family business work for you, and develop it to the point where no one can criticize it. Then no one will dare to talk about her ass anymore."

Mogrim laughed, and Jack couldn't help laughing.

"Please, Mr. Mogrim, can you stop talking about my future wife's butt?"

"Then you have to answer the next question." Mogrim said with a smile, but suddenly a knock on the door interrupted him. Mogrim turned around and cursed with the vicious dwarf's dirty words.

The person outside the door was stunned for a while, and then spoke again after a long time, "Mr. Mogrim, Governor Olivia asked you to go to the conference hall. She has something to see you."

"Humph." Mogrim patted his arms, then jumped off the high chair, he landed on the ground solidly, spread his hands and smoothed his clothes.

"It seems that I have to leave for a while. You just read the book here, understand? I will test you again when I come back." He grinned, "If you answer correctly again, I will take you to the city for a good trip, before you officially get engaged and enter the grave of marriage!" "Enough, stop playing tricks on me." Jack said with a smile, straightened up, Mogrim looked at him and smiled, then walked out with slow but firm steps, and Jack threw away the book and stood up to the door. He turned the doorknob, and sure enough, but almost immediately Jack cast his eyes on the window of the study. He flipped out from behind the window with fluttering curtains, stepped on the window sill and climbed up to the upper layer of the wall. It doesn't sound like anything? But if I tell you that under his feet is the sky of the hive city, maybe you will change your mind.