Chapter 54 Time Back
"Father."
Horus turned to look at the Emperor.
"Do you acknowledge Mr. Raven's card game promise."
The other Primarchs turned their heads to hear the Emperor's answer.
Faced with Raven's seemingly random behavior, the smiling Emperor chose unconditional support and trust.
"Mr. Raven has the same power as me, and everything he promises is true and effective."
received a positive answer from the Emperor.
Curze's gloomy face revealed a smile.
"You will regret it, Mr. Raven."
"Hopefully." The raven flapped its wings and flew up, landing on Waldo's shoulder again. "Big corn on the cob, let someone bring me chips and ketchup. I want seaweed flavor."
Curze looked around and chose a mechanical priest standing not far away, who was so bored that he flicked the gear scepter with his metal fingers.
"Just him, okay?"
"I said, it doesn't matter who you choose." The raven combed his hair with his beak.
The mechanical priest was brought to Curze.
The half-metal, half-flesh face showed a blank look.
He was just fishing and didn't pay attention to what the Primarchs were talking about.
Why was he suddenly chosen to play cards! !
Moreover, why did these original bodies look at him with such fiery eyes.
The raven landed between Curze and the young priest.
"Now let me introduce to you the rules of Gwent. There are five decks to choose from in Gwent."
"Each deck contains different combat points, representing armies, soldiers, heroes, weather, etc.
"At the beginning of the game, both parties randomly draw a fixed number of cards from the deck."
"The cards cannot be shuffled at the end of each game. At the end of three games, if one party voluntarily admits defeat or plays out all the cards in their hand, the game ends, and the one with the highest combat power points wins."
".."
After listening to the rules, Kurtz instantly understood how Gwent is played.
That gloomy face showed a hint of a charming smile.
"There is no suspense about this card game. Please prepare Mr. Raven's letter of appointment."
"I'm more interested in the position of Imperial Marshal. It's time to let those garbage meet fear."
Nostramo, where Curze has descended, is a hopeless night world.
Most of the population lives in poverty and misery.
The poor people were forced to work hard day after day, but had difficulty getting enough food and warm clothes.
Not only do the rich and powerful live a prosperous life, they also exploit the already miserable workers.
Crime is rampant in cities across the planet.
Many people choose to commit suicide out of despair about their future.
An oppressive atmosphere of despair enveloped the entire Nostramo.
All this changed with the arrival of Kurtz.
Curze, who fell to Nostramo, was not adopted by anyone.
He survived by hunting the rats in the sewers and the wild animals that roamed Nostramo City V.
While growing up, he was troubled by dark and terrifying visions of the future.
This precognitive ability is like a curse, causing him to suffer.
As he entered his teenage years, he set out to reshape Nostramo by hunting down and executing those he deemed guilty.
First the petty thieves, then the gangsters and crime bosses.
Then there are those powerful people who hold power and stand at the top.
Each chosen target was brutally tortured by Curze based on their crimes.
He was not allowed to die until he believed that the other party had completed his atonement.
In just one year, he brought down the crime rate in Nostramo V.
The stingy rich and powerful began to share their wealth and improve the welfare of the people at the bottom.
People at the bottom have learned to restrain their self-pity and anger.
The reason why they have such a change is simply because they are afraid of the ghost wandering in the darkness knocking on their door.
Fear transformed Nostramo into a model society.
Curze is already fantasizing about the methods he should use to torture the guilty in order to instill fear in the rest of the Empire.
They cut open their bellies and hollowed out their internal organs bit by bit.
Still peeling off the other person's skin inch by inch.
A game of Gwent ends quickly.
Look at the opponent's far ahead score.
The smile on Curze's face disappeared, and he scratched his hair, making a sound of pain.
"This is impossible!! How could I lose."
The mechanical priest sitting opposite showed a wry smile.
It's clear he knows why he won this victory. "It seems that you and the Imperial Legal Marshal are no longer destined to be together." Raven shook his head.
"I'm not convinced and I want another round," Coates said.
"Of course." Raven accepted happily.
Not long after, another card game ended.
Coates lost again, with an even bigger score than last time.
"This is not true! How could I lose so miserably!" Koz said.
He clearly saw the scene of his victory.
Also complete every step according to the foreseen future.
Why did he still lose in the end?
"This is true," said the raven.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Cozz shook his head, trying to expel the many illusions he saw in his mind.
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It shouldn't be difficult to win this Gwent game, so why did I lose?
It shouldn't be like this.
"Nothing is impossible in this world." Raven turned to look at the other primarchs, "It's your turn."
The originally confident primarchs all had solemn expressions on their faces.
Although Curze's character is weird, he is still a genuine original body.
But now, he lost to an ordinary person.
"I'll be the second challenger." Ryan crossed the crowd and sat at the card table.
Curze stood aside with wide eyes, staring closely at the mechanical priest who played the cards, trying to find out what was wrong with the game.
The other Primarchs were also staring intently at the card table.
The card game ended quickly.
Lane also lost, by just a few points.
"Mr. Raven, I ask for the same second chance as Coze," Lane said.
"Of course." Raven did not refuse and treated everyone equally.
Then Lane lost by an even wider margin.
Ryan: "."
I always feel like something is wrong! !
Next, the primarchs of Russ, Angron, Dorn, and Horus also came up to challenge one by one.
Even though they tried their best, they could not win.
All were defeated.
Defeated at the hands of a young priest.
The raven landed on Sanguinius' shoulder.
"Old Jiu, you are the only one left now. You have to work harder and not fall down."
"Mr. Raven." Sanguinius smiled wryly.
By now, everyone can see that there is something wrong with this card game.
Although no one can find the problem, there is something wrong with it.
Sanguinius walked over to the card table and sat down.
He plays very seriously.
Every step was carefully considered, but the final result was still a loss.
The Primarchs showed confusion and bewilderment.
They couldn't figure out what the problem was.
The seven primarchs watched together, there was no possibility of cheating.
The mechanical priest did not have a genetic engine implanted or any high-computing prosthetics.
He is an ordinary maintenance priest responsible for overhauling mechanical equipment.
Why did they just lose? ?
Horus asked: "Mr. Raven, now that we have all lost, can you reveal the answer?"
"Of course. The reason why you lose is because this is fate."
The raven flew back to the Emperor's shoulder.
"Next, let us analyze how this fate that you are destined to be unable to win came to be."
"Honestly, it's easier than making delicious chips and ketchup."
"Take Coz's game just now. He played a total of 14,000,605 times, and he won 14,000,603 times. But every time he won, I would go back in time."
"The person he chooses can lose countless times, but winning once is enough."
"I only need to keep the winning branch. This is fate, a fate he can never defeat."
PS: Be loyal every day and praise the emperor.
Donne: I plan to run for speaker, Lao Jiu, will you support me?
(End of chapter)