Chapter 5 A very favorite answer and a very favorite answer
Facts have proved that although it is not appropriate to talk about business during meals, it is sometimes quite efficient.
Honso unexpectedly cooperated with the Iron Lord's order to serve him.
In fact, the endorsement of the Daemon Primarch greatly made up for his inherent shortcomings in the eyes of other Iron Warriors - he easily led his troops to suppress all voices that dared to dissent, and brought Callan Goyle and his The surrounding area became an efficient and tight war fortress and arsenal.
He then quickly arranged the members of his warband, leaving his champion Onyx to guard the fortress, while he himself took Dassadra and Thortarn-the latter was from Pei. Turabo's designation—to board the Ironblood to perform his duties.
This made Perturabo's mood change from gloomy to sunny, but not Lamizane, who looked very worried.
However, his concerns were greatly alleviated after they had another in-depth conversation with Honso.
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“When I heard his answer ‘no’, I felt relieved. It’s really great news - this guy hasn’t really started to implement it yet. "Devil's Womb Project."
Lami Zane muttered as he collapsed on the newly made full-size sofa without any image. He, Perturabo and his dog were the only ones in the private workroom. , a whole team of hoops were guarding the door.
"I can't believe he could use his brain to come up with this shit in the middle of all this intense fighting and intrigue...it's obviously very smart to keep him around and let him learn how to be a *regular* pharmacist Decision. Pepe, we have to keep this kid under guard, I don’t want the second old Chinese medicine doctor... Oh, in the local language, Fabius Bayer."
Bian. The Primordial occupies another tall sofa with stairs. The flickering lights on the surrounding screens reflect his snow-white bib mane into colorful colors. Countless data tablets are scattered around him and on the floor - not that Lamizan Well, he didn't do anything. There was a whole set of brand-new pet products on the workbench in the distance, ranging from steel hair combs with three spacings to the Legion logo Iron Skull pendant used on the collar. They ranged from some quite ancient items. From the looks of it, it must have been made by someone lying flat.
“Honso’s idea for this creation of chaos is already very feasible. He came here to present this plan to me as a feat. Many people have learned that he is planning to implement this plan. News about this technology; I have no doubt that in this place where it is extremely difficult to add new blood, my descendants of... will fight for it." Perturabo replied while tilting his head and looking at the screen next to him. message, the tips of the ears trembled with the movement, while the claws were trying to unravel a ball of wires.
“He is indeed an officer with a sharp mind, flexibility and excellent luck. This is a rare quality in my army. Keeping him with me will undoubtedly reduce the war efficiency in some areas, but It will also improve other aspects. ——Why do you care so much about this? After all, this is inside the Eye of Terror, the... home planet of the Legion.”
"It's just the combination of this time, this place, this person that makes it even worse, although I can't remember the details at all, and again, it's so shocking that Honso hasn't even started to make it yet! But I'm pretty sure we have to leave as soon as possible .”
Lamizain smacked his lips, "Because maybe at this moment, the invincible fourth company commander of your thirteenth brother's family has led his comrades straight here to prepare for a wonderful epic battle - if this is ..., then I will not underestimate the inertia of this universe, and personally, I don’t want to meet such a haloed protagonist at all. After all, we are now considered to be some kind of abomination, so we should be.” br>
Perturabo snorted from his nose, "If you think I am an abomination, you can just say so."
"Huh?"
The face of the dog Showing an unusually gloomy expression, "I know, you actually think so, look at the poor synchronization rate between your soul and my body."
"Huh?"
"I know you have been enduring all this, including me."
"Huh?"
"Why are you so surprised? You and I know it well."
"Ah?" Lamizane's face was full of disbelief, "What are you crazy about! Do you mean that I have always disliked you? Where did you come to this conclusion? No, I really don't understand - —Weren’t we talking about something else?”
The dog raised its head forcefully and stared at him with the haughty eyes of an iron lord. It looked domineering, well, if the ears were not attached to the head and the tail was not tightly curled.
"Okay, okay, at least you said it, then let's talk." He shook his head helplessly.
"If you had a choice, who would come to this shithole universe? But they have come - they are already in this state. Look - when I opened my eyes, I was in the eyes of fear. A body of the undivided Chaos Daemon, a demon planet, a group of scattered descendants of the Chaos Astartes, and a glorious queen full of little secrets. At this time, I look like a helpless person. Is it still in the subspace? Do you think it's not fast enough to transform into a Chaos Egg? Or do you think there are no other demon kings to capture me and use it as a blood bag? Maybe before I get targeted by 'those four'? I can still find some ways to save my life or solve the problem. As for defecting to the empire, it's not that I haven't thought about it (the dog snorted heavily), but as soon as I knew that the great rebellion was over, I didn't think about it anymore. Look at the piles of Inquisition or Tribunal. What other crazy people, look at my current situation, your father is not answering my calls... No, this is not possible, think about the high lord and the Inquisition, there is still a huge risk of being backstabbed. "
He reached over and gently scratched the furry back of the border collie's head, neck and chin using a technique that was well received by all kinds of dogs in 2K Gutera.
It's hard to believe that a giant wearing power armor can perform such finely controlled movements, but in fact LOGOS's super control center combined with electronic muscles makes this kind of thing seem easy and powerful.
"...So you see, although I don't want to stay in Medlengard, I won't go to your father's side, right? Such obvious logic. Besides, I still have you! Whoever leaves us will be happy. No, Perturabo, Perturabo, I need you, you are the best in the world."
"Humph!" Bian Mu looked at him sideways for a while, probably thinking about it. Is it true? Or maybe the hair-smoothing technique on the back of the head is too familiar and comfortable. In the end, the dog's ears changed from tight to relaxed, and his tail hair spread loosely on the sofa, and a grunt came out of his throat. .
“Given that this huge mess that is in the process of decay all the time is not going to be able to help the problems we face for a while – they don’t use those hard-to-read prophecies and special talents to make things happen. It's better if it's worse - there's no big problem with your logic. Reaching the real galaxy first is indeed the first priority."
"Great, it seems we have reached an agreement!" Lamizane is diligent! The ground rubbed the dog's ears, "Aren't you going to bring more heirs with you before you leave? The Iron Blood is really a big ship. If there are not enough people, how can we sail it?"
The dog was enjoying it with his eyes squinted. While receiving the massage service, Wen Yan patted the iron-gray gauntlet of the Armor of Origin with his mouth.
"The void is deep, and there are many hungry people. There is more than one powerful person who can look at this place... Under the cloak of falseness and correctness, we select a few people who are as reliable as possible and carry out necessary actions. This kind of plan is more suitable for us now. It is a safe and feasible method. Not all of my descendants are reliable. They only have iron rings and are loyal. As for sailing, the Iron Blood has been in a semi-combat readiness state. There is no problem in launching her with the current crew and iron rings. What we are thinking about is that we need to recruit some new soldiers as soon as possible, so that Hong Suo can take charge of this matter."
"Why? There are a lot of experienced veterans below."
"...Just because he is a veteran!"
"Huh?"
Lami Zane's gauntlet was slapped with hatred again.
"Ah?"
"Do you have to say it out! You are shameless and I still want it!"
The demon primarch roared.
(End of this chapter)