Chapter 202 It’s normal to chat before a combat meeting
After a short consultation between the original bodies, they decided to hold a joint combat meeting on the bridge of the Iron-Blooded to discuss the next operational goals and so on. .
As the captain of the Desert Ark, Ms. Lotara Salin was also invited to attend, but the method was to ask her to teleport herself to the Iron Blood and use the Iron Blood's own computing program to project her body .
The captain, who is very opinionated and commanding, was not very willing to participate in the meeting in this way at first, and protested that this approach "has not gone through enough time for purification inspection and consecration ceremony. It's too suspicious of heresy."
But after Angron's personal persuasion and the enthusiastic Magna showed her the information about women's clothing, hairstyles and full freedom of customization in the Iron-blooded holographic projector database. After seeing the extremely convenient interactive interface of the body shape, Ms. Lotara was speechless for a while, and then agreed to participate in the meeting in a new form after 120 Terra points. The original plan was 30 Terra points, but Lotala The lady generously said that it was not enough to browse all the database contents that she was interested in.
Um. Now that the Primarch Highnesses have agreed to this, Magna Dorn and Captain Vaught certainly said that there is no problem. Ms. Lotara can connect herself to the Iron Blood's bridge information platform at any time to attend the meeting, and then The two men also quietly began to sneak into the fitting rooms of their respective databases.
——————The bridge a few Terra hours before the meeting began————
[It can be seen that our captains rarely have the opportunity to participate in such meetings. ...Social activities,] a certain librarian who silently watched everyone's activity curve commented like this with the soul of the Fourth Primarch in the spiritual channel. At the same time, he noticed that Captain Walter, who had always been self-possessed and simple, was Trying to dress up like some kind of peacock with its tail spread, [Uh... Captain Walter's curly hair and dressing style, the last time he saw a popular sample must have been the officers of the Third Legion. 】
【Indeed. But certainly not in the orbit of Hydra Cordatus,] Shepherd replied absently, not noticing the question in this sentence. [At that time, they had already begun to use bones, flesh and skin to make things that had no beauty but thought they were pursuing the ultimate art. 】
[Besides, you don’t have to feel uneasy about this. Let me remind you, Lamizane, I, you, Dorn and Angron, as the guardians of the rotting corpse on Terra, "Son", we can actually all be called Your Highness. 】
[Ah, eh, wait, it’s true. 】The slightly surprised voice convinced the dog that this person had never thought about this problem at all. Perturabo sighed tiredly but with a feeling of "this is good".
[According to certain very ancient court etiquette rules, variations of which are still in use on Holy Terra or any of the ruling worlds of the Imperium of Man, any occasion in which a Primarch is present is indeed automatically It is recognized as a very formal and grand royal social occasion. Not to mention that we have gathered many of our brothers here today. Therefore, captains' careful grooming and grooming of their appearance will not be regarded as a risk of depravity or corruption. This is completely in line with etiquette and social requirements. A naval officer attending a gathering of princes should dress up, otherwise it will would be viewed as some kind of faux pas, provocation or disrespect. Not even the most severe ascetics can criticize this. 】
【Wait, it seems to be true, so according to this, according to the impression in my memory, Astartes power armor is also a dress with very wide applicability, so that it can be worn to attend Various important occasions? 】
【Yes, you just need to imagine them as some kind of special military uniforms, and you can understand the scenes of certain occasions very well. 】
【Ah, in this way, as a dress that must be worn on various occasions, it suddenly becomes more necessary to show one's honor in addition to boosting morale and organizing attacks during battles. Fortunately, I have promoted this approach on the Iron Blood before. The Ultramarines love to decorate their power armor so much. It really makes the armor as exquisite as a dress and shows their identity. But if you think about it the other way around, it's officers and soldiers wearing military uniforms and charging into battle. Well...I can't say, but at least it's just me. Personally, it has both practical and ornamental effects. 】
【Appreciation effect. ] The dog repeated, [Then you should really go see the arenas or ring arenas of those sects in Comoros someday. 】
【Oh? I have heard of this facility. 】【It can be seen from your expression that you know this but don't know why. 】
Perturabo paused for a moment, a strange expression of disgust appeared on his black and white haired face, as if he thought of something, [The pointed ears of those drinking doves to quench their thirst. Many valuable things were wasted while nestled in that huge waste city, used to build cumbersome things that were extremely exquisite, more artistic than practical, actually designed to provide completely nihilistic enjoyment and to promote the encumbrances of the things they always wanted to escape from. huge altar building. 】
【Those seemingly prosperous and seemingly extremely beautiful twisted emotions are piled up there one after another. The killing performances inside exaggerately murder all valuable and dangerous creatures in the universe, and the audience in the arena Watch the show from an ornate throne or aboard a hedonistic airship, savoring their so-called exquisitely painful delicacies from a shockingly dangerous distance. 】
【tasty? I always thought that was an adjective or a metaphor? And it sounds like you are very dissatisfied with the art of killing that they are so proud of. ]
[Hmm, I'm glad to see that you have such a lack of understanding of the Dark Eldar...]
[I haven't had time to read all the books and novels about so many races. . I just know a little bit more about what I have on hand. 】
【And you also spent a lot of time watching some...well...non-basic things, bad fantasies, and outrageous chatter. 】
【...You put it so tactfully, Pepe. 】
[Thank you, I have always been very tactful to you. To make a long story short, not so accurately, if what they call "imaginative" displays of killing stopped in the arenas of Commorragh, Dark Eldar society would rapidly collapse. Because their thirst for torture, pain, murder and blood cannot be satiated. ——In other words, it's not an arena at all, just think of them as a huge group sucking the scene. 】
【Oh my God. Wait, this is indeed in line with what the gods they believe in like. 】
【Of course I do, there is nothing more inextricable than this kind of control. The main course of sucking is the slaves, beasts, trophies that died among them, the elite warriors of the races they considered inferior, and even the pain of the unlucky ones who failed in the struggle of the Dark Eldar themselves. Although they do not eat humans in terms of flesh and blood, on the spiritual or soul level, they are a group of ghouls. ] The dog shrugged, [The other Aida... do seem to be slightly better, but in fact, the Dark Eldar are...]
After the honor guard and the iron ring announced the salute loudly, Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of their brother, Angron, emerging from the bridge gate with his now mobile senior officers.
The buzzer of the communicator sounded, reminding them that Ms. Lotala Salin's data had been logged into the bridge.
(End of this chapter)