Chapter 153: Dark as a Black Forest
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Perturabo appeared again in the city where he last appeared. He shook his hair confidently and already knew the target person of his trip. Although it may be hard to find more information, as the primarch, he always has some solutions in this universe.
But obviously, his tracking target has changed places at this time. The dog looked around and found that this landing point was a veranda with many beautiful stone pillar arcades. It was located near a large garden. The dog could see the shrubs and fragrance from Seeing the spiers and unique dome of the palace from the top of the fragrant white flowers, he subconsciously shook his fluffy long tail and raised his ears, one facing forward and the other facing the side, to capture the subtle sound of the power armor servo. Source, the plants and gravel at night exuded the scent of moist grass, moss and flowers, and a wisp of ozone smell emitted by the reactor backpack drifted over from afar. He guessed that there were a bunch of——
Wait. .
The dog's eyes widened at this smell.
This smell is like a dangerous dark forest with cold, gurgling moist mossy streams. The impressive and unique smell of male cat bell hormones——
Petura Bobong Tightening his lips, he accelerated into a trot, stepping on the floor tiles with his paws, trying to find a suitable gap to go deep into the garden to verify his guess, when suddenly a female voice sounded in surprise from behind him.
"Oh! Look, what is this?" Then a hand quickly reached over and pinched the skin of Perturabo's neck accurately.
- Look, she should be thankful in every way that I'm not a real dog, and that I'm not going to suddenly turn around and bite her hand off because I don't want to cause a scene, dammit.
The moment he was caught, he immediately changed the expression on his face from "a noble iron king who is thinking deeply" to "a smart and considerate but beautiful dog who is lost" The black and white dog thought impatiently in his heart, and then shook his head from side to side towards the owner of the hand holding the back of his neck. His clear dark brown eyes stared at her, the charm of a true original body, a little girl , start now.
The nervous expression on the mortal woman's face switches from surprise and high alertness to "Oh look how handsome and cute it is, let me touch it" mode as quickly as the melting snow mountains in spring, her fingers and palms Carefully but with great enthusiasm, he stroked the sheepdog's fur.
Okay, that's it, well, the hands have rough calluses, and there is also the smell of percussion powder, promethium and gun oil. This woman is a soldier with weapons, Perturabo carefully looked at it again After taking a look at her, I saw that her clothes were quite different from the customs of this place, which was very interesting.
The skin color, facial features and other subtle arrangements on the surface of mortal flesh were summarized and compared clearly in Perturabo's eyes. They were all human beings, but the differences between human races showed the characteristics of isolated island evolution. This is starting to get interesting. Did she come here on a ship?
But no matter what, she is incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire palace. And when can she be distracted and let me slip away? I heard what sounded like conversation and fencing coming from over there? Perturabo rolled his eyes, but the woman's hand remained tight in the mane at the nape of his neck.
"What happened Mijia?" The woman turned her head, and a man with the same racial characteristics as her came over. He also had weapons, but they were just as simple and not standard. The dog noticed many battles. The details of what followed were starting to thicken with the hasty work and rush to get weapons from the enemy, and he couldn't recall any sign of fighting in the city recently.
"No...no, I just heard that Lord Leon is here. When I rushed over, I couldn't find him yet, but I saw this animal wandering around here. It seemed like it was lost. "
I knew it was really you! Leon Al'Jonson! You hateful, audacious, overconfident, SHIT-producing fat cat who doesn’t want to be buried on the ground!
The dog cursed at least three Olympia and Gutera curses in his heart, and immediately began to think about how to show up in front of his brother next.
“Let’s see, it’s quite kind and won’t attack humans? It’s kept so clean, maybe it was raised by a noble in the palace. Tsk, it looks like it might be better fed than us. "
"Shh! You should be careful when in other people's places. I think you are right, because it is not afraid of people and is very friendly to me. Touching it makes me feel at ease." The young woman called Migia took out a silver skull pendant from the mane under Perturabo's neck. "Look, it has a collar and a pendant. Maybe it will have it on it. Master's clue." "What's written on it?"
"I don't quite understand...L·i·b·r·a·r·y·o·f… …?”
Thankfully, she let go of my mane, and Perturabo put his warm paws on her hands, using gravity to free his pendant from the woman's grasp.
“Forget it, we should find Lord Leon as soon as possible. This is our duty as his bodyguard.”
The shepherd dog that was about to slip away raised its eyebrows. Only ears.
Mortal? Such a crude weapon? Leon's Guard? he? what happened?
"You think Lord Leon... a person like that, I mean, he is a legendary god, the son of the God Emperor, the son of a true god, he would really need Our escort?”
"Don't be confused, Coran." Migia interrupted the young man's whisper, her voice was tight but very determined, "We need to find our position, whether it is for Lord Leon or Kamath .”
The man lowered his head, indicating that he had no objection to this.
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After a while, they walked up the stairs and passed through the gate of this suspended hanging garden, and found all of them in the garden. goal.
Four tall extraordinary warriors and one even taller than them - the Primarch of the Dark Angels and the noble son of the Emperor, Leon El'Jonson.
Migia and Coran saluted and said hello to the First Primarch with their pride and caution. The mortals stood opposite the four Dark Angels with different looks with a temperament that was unwilling to bow their heads and be inferior.
The shepherd dog looked at his brother who looked much older with a very emotional mood.
"I noticed that you have an unusual companion, Migia."
No one here paid much attention to the four-legged animal that came with them until the lion spoke. , apparently some of those Dark Angels thought it was an animal they raised.
Perturabo's tail was half raised. He walked up to the lion with his head held high and looked up at him.
It is impossible for one Primarch to fail to recognize another.
Leon's face that became older and wiser suddenly changed color after a mysterious and mysterious node.
Gua.
Theoretically, I should continue writing, but I really want to write about other people’s situations
… (Thinking for 5 minutes) Anyway, let’s write it first and see what happens (hearty)
(End of this chapter)