Warhammer: Start with a dog

It was already afternoon in the Wandering Port, and although there was no bright enough star to distinguish between day and night, humans still tended to follow the 24-hour system or day and night system brought by Holy Terra.

At 3:22 p.m., the neon lights of the "Delicious and Nutritious" restaurant lit up with the sound of arcs.

Many people who had gathered and waited for a long time in the Court of the Dead Square immediately began to pray fervently and devoutly to the flashing and fancy pink neon sign.

While most people stared at the huge light-polluted sign and tried to imprint the words on their retinas, some people stared at the customers who took out their seat number cards and were led in by the charming tall man at the door with envy or ulterior motives.

In fact, many of those customers often surprised observers who had enough experience.

Obviously, as time went on, fewer and fewer ordinary customers could patronize here.

An inquisitor monk disguised as an ordinary customer walked into the door of the "Delicious and Nutritious" restaurant as calmly as possible. The first person who caught his eye was a very... persuasive man.

Oh, the throne. He thought, if I had to describe him, the charm of the legendary Emperor Angel might not be enough to fully describe him. What exactly is he? What makes one person possess so many characteristics at the same time? ——Father, son, brother, partner, such charm can be integrated in the same person at the same time, which is completely incredible...

Then this extremely charming man who makes people feel good at first sight grinned at him.

Oh my God, the Emperor. The loyal acolyte thought, can I really do it? Can I really hold on to the end of this visit? In his decades of service to the Inquisitor Lord Zebe, he doubted his ability for the first time. How can I deceive someone who looks so...sincere?

Tariq Torgadon seated the man who had begun to look dazed and handed him a menu. Then he turned and went into the front hall of the kitchen next to Gaviel Loken who was stacking trays at the serving area.

"Hey, Gavial," he whispered, "Do you see anything on my face? Why do all the guests look so absent-minded when they see me recently?"

His companion glanced at him, "Aren't you used to it yet? This is not your first day working in this position."

"Oh, my God, Gavial, I am better at dealing with attacks from those who refuse to surrender or aliens, rather than dealing with humans who stare at me with their eyes wide open or deliberately throw things in their hands to me or pretend to faint at my feet."

"Besides," he complained, "Why not you? You are the one who is more popular with girls, right?"

Lorcan looked at him thoughtfully.

Torgadon now has a dark brown shaved head that is close to black, and deep and bright eyes. In fact, among the members of the Four Kings Council, only Gavial Loken's appearance is more inclined to the characteristics of the Cthunians, and the other three members are more or less like their genetic biological fathers.

Of course, there is no need for Ahimand, who looks especially like their genetic father himself, but his personality is very different.

"Well... maybe it's because you inherited some of the charm of our 'father'." Loken said half-jokingly.

The expression on Torgaton's somewhat cynical and slightly bearded amiable face became extremely cold and aggressive for a moment.

He restrained his smile, but then put on a new smile on his lips, "Oh, this is not funny, Gaviel, Gaviel, maybe we should discuss when to replace me in the kitchen and let someone like Sol Tarvitz take my place in the front. I think the officers of the Emperor's Children should be better at dealing with these things than me, so it's more appropriate for them to do these things."

"That's right." The captain of the former tenth company slowed down his work and thought, "It seems that the original plan should have an Emperor's Child to take turns on duty with you, instead of letting you stay here alone."

"What? Really?" Torgaton said in surprise and a little exaggerated, "Throne! I can have a break? Oh, that's too bad, who is it? Who is a deserter? Who didn't come and trapped me in this place, if I knew If it is who it is, I must invite him to come with me to the fighting cage for a good 'heart-to-heart talk'! Since he is a member of the Emperor's Children, then Sol Tarvitz should know the details, right? "

"Well, but he is very busy now and has no time to answer additional questions. "

"Oh, yes," said Torgaton, "I dare say that a chef who is desperately making dishes that seem to have no end of orders is definitely one of the most unapproachable existences in the universe. Hey! Do you think that maybe this is the case, Sol Tarvitz forgot that he has a companion coming? Because I have never heard him mention this? "

"But I heard him mention it to me. "

"Then shouldn't you remind him?"

"After closing the store today, I will remind him, thank you, Torgaton, because I also subconsciously neglected this matter. "

"It's okay, just remember it... But where did this Emperor's Son go? As a... could he get lost? It won't take long to get here on our Stormbird, he should have arrived here long ago. Also, I heard from the guests that the traditional festivals of Wandering Port, Discovery Day and the Opening of the Mouth, are coming soon, and there will be more and more people. I sincerely hope that one more helper is a helper."

"I don't know." Loken answered, and laughed, "It's not possible that someone can kidnap an experienced Emperor's Son elite swordsman Astartes here? That's too incredible. After all, this place only has 5 million people. So far, I haven't seen anyone who I think is a good opponent."

Torgarton laughed, and he pointed at the full store through the one-way glass. "There are a lot of weird guys here, right?"

Lokken also laughed, "Maybe there are one or two who are a little bit threatening, but as long as I wear my new power armor and take my weapons, I have absolute confidence."

"What confidence? The confidence to turn them all into a pile of organic debris? I have that too."Torgarton laughed and patted Locken on the shoulder, his handsome sea green gray eyes sparkling on his face.

"You two! You still have time to chat? Gaviel Loken! Tarik Torgaddon! What are you two doing there?! Come in and help me! If I see you two chatting like this during work hours again, I will spray both of your power armor pink and let you stand in front of the store window to display for them all day!"

"Your Majesty! This threat is too powerful! Well, it sounds even more terrifying than the fear tactics of the Eighth Legion. Here it comes!" Torgaddon commented, and then he ran away quickly, while Loken hurried into the depths of the kitchen and began to help the frantic Saul Tarvitz.

Of course, there were other legionnaires helping in the kitchen, but it was obvious that the constant pressure brought by so many customers ordering food still made this outstanding commander of the Emperor's Children who pursued the perfect responsibility of a front-line officer very irritable.

Naturally, in the midst of the busyness, the matter of poor (?) Lucius was once again forgotten by Loken for a while (?).