Chapter 304 The hot spring water is slippery...
"Huh..."
Sighing, he exhaled a long breath from deep in his chest, Lamizane sank down again and put his head on the In the carefully polished depression on the edge of the marble pool - there is an equally polished arc below this place, which can support the waist of the person sitting here taking a bath - although it is still small for the original body. A lot, but this is it! Serious! There is clean hot water! Bath!
“(Gutela’s expletive) This (Gutela’s expletive) makes me feel so comfortable that I want to curse.”
（*……）
Coz, who had been extremely resistant just now, rarely said anything at this moment.
Lamizane privately felt that it might be because anyone, even a traitorous primarch, saw his toes dipped into the water, and the water began to draw in the servants' frightened breaths. The horrifying scene of the sound beginning to spread out wisps of black like ink dripping into water, and the scene where just after taking the first bath, one person successfully turned a large pool of clear water into a large pot of water. In this situation, it is difficult to be completely indifferent to the smelly dark brown soup of suspicious sediment on the bottom - oh, except for Russ, the Wolf King may laugh and use his savagery to cover up more emotions.
The bathhouse on the Coronation obviously imitated the design and style admired by the Ultramarines. Even the alabaster marbles were neatly carved with Macragge-style pillars, plants and garland decorations. , multiple water outlets made of brass are cleverly hidden in the mouth of the imperial double-headed eagle or the mouth of the winged head with the company mark, and are continuously flowing out clean water with the right temperature.
The bathhouse maintenance servants have turned the equipment on at full capacity to suck out the sediment and scum at the bottom of the pool. Even so, they still had to replace the filter outlet twice immediately at the beginning.
Now, the bathhouse, which was originally designed to accommodate up to an entire Company of Astartes, is currently hosting a Primarch and his seventy-one naked offspring - before being chosen to guard the door. When the two Night Lords walked out extremely dissatisfied, the gesture of threatening to cut their throats and the request for a murder duel had been clearly conveyed to Talos, who was named, and the latter told them with a smile, they could do it at any time Go to First Claw's territory to make an appointment with Ciel. You can choose the time and place of the duel.
In the pool at the farthest and darkest end of the room were soaking in Lufrix's Weeping Eye hunting group. These clawed raptors that usually feed on tearing flesh and blood are now shrinking their heads one by one. shoulders, trying their best to hide their incompatible mutated bodies under the water and steam. At the same time, on the slightly raised edge of the bath, their heads were hidden in the shadows and lined up in a silent, dark row - very much like some kind of birds. Form yourself into a ball and line them up on the edge of the bath.
As for Mr. Konrad Lamizane Coze himself, he has no power armor to wear anyway, so naturally there is no need to take off the armor. After successfully completing his historical mission, he wears the tattered waistband. After throwing the trousers and the equally tattered short cloak directly into the trash can, he immediately and impatiently slid himself into the water - and then there was the above-mentioned terrifying scene of emerging from the black mud.
“Oh, this hair soap is still barely lathering even after the second time... You are really...”
(*This is not a problem with my hair, this is with you It’s a matter of my own methods! (An angry voice)
“Indeed, you are right.”
(*Suddenly, a very bad premonition came to my mind...)
Then Lamizane raised his arm, which had become increasingly pale, and waved to a corner of the bathhouse.
Three cautious figures appeared in the thick white mist of steam. Behind them, there was another one wearing a bath towel around his waist, holding a long-handled bristle brush in his hand, and sternly scanning all other people who dared to be lazy. Talos of those who do not clean themselves carefully.
"Oh...not bad, it seems you are all ready."
Appearing in front of everyone were three Midnight Lords who had been whitewashed and smelling hot.
Whether it's the pale flesh inherited from the genetic father, the various fancy scars accumulated from murders and battles, or the black carapace neural interfaces that may not have been cleaned and maintained for hundreds of years, they all have a new look. Not even the gaps between nails were spared.
The scrubbing marks on their bodies that can leave red marks on the skin of Space Marines obviously have something to do with the brush in Talos' hand next to them, and the fragrant oils smeared on the skin are related to the bath towel around their waists. These three battle-hardened, ferocious and muscular men all made themselves squirm when they walked - the oiled soles of their feet stepped on the marble covered with water droplets, and the effect of reducing friction was outstanding, especially for Lufu. Rix's figure was particularly awkward - the Raptor Lord tried his best to hide himself behind his two companions, but even so he looked more like a four-legged creature forced to stand up and walk on two hind legs.
"Pfft." The original body's sudden chuckle caused the three warriors, who were full of confusion, doubt, emotion and nervousness, to stop at a loss.
(*Don’t look at my son and think of your dog!! (sharp sound of whistling through the air))
“Okay, okay, come over, come over and complete my instructions Your mission.”
The visibility in the bathhouse, which was specially ordered to dim the lumens, was very low. Therefore, when the white mist of water vapor was temporarily separated, revealing the original body in the central bathhouse, the last remnants of the Eighth Legion, who were habitually hidden in the shadows of every corner, The ringers let out excited exclamations.
Water vapor condensed on their father who had returned from the darkness, reflecting light like a string of crystal diamonds in the dim light. The ends of his long black hair scattered in the light red pool. Open, like the hem of some kind of gorgeous cloak or the hem of a majestic robe, while the upper part is curled up, like a black snake, wetly attached to the body of the King of Night with contrasting skin color. Their genetic father was so noble and shocking that several Night Lords began to weep at the sight of the living midnight ghosts they witnessed.
According to the instructions, Selion was responsible for re-trimming and polishing the nails of the original body (a certain Coze's fierce objection was not adopted), and Makutian was fortunate enough to be ordered to rub it carefully with a sponge and soap. Brushing the skin of the original body, as for the last——
“Loufrix, why don’t you obey my order and come to comb and wash my hair?”
Arrived in front of the original body. The bloody-eyed commander, who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, let out a desperate wail. "Please...please forgive me...please don't look at me anymore! Or just let me be everyone's feast here..."
(*Ha, he is quite conscious.)
"Oh?" The slight stirring sound of the water surface being separated came to the trembling raptor - indeed, this one on the ground Creature - if it can still be called a creature, unlike the other Night Lords who proudly inherited the pale color from their father, he has a cold complexion that can only be found on corpses swollen by water, alienated hind leg joints and thick joints on limbs The claws made him look every bit like a gargoyle brought to life from the deepest rainy night nightmare.
This degree of mutation is very serious even among the renegade Space Marines. They can feel the ridicule and unkind looks from around them.
"Why are you crying? Lufrix." The original body's palm held Blood Eye's weird chin and raised it, and the commander made a sound that sounded like crying, "My heir."
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The corpse gargoyle's tears flowed along his deformed face, past his broad teeth, and dripped onto the primarch's palm.
（*……）
“This is not a banquet place for the Prince of Darkness.” (Selion, who was holding the other arm of the original body and cleaning it carefully, trembled imperceptibly. After a moment), after squeezing Lufrix's deformed face and looking around, the Lord of the Night only said, "Don't worry. You still have things to do in the future. Tell me." br>
Lufric's neck bones made a cracking sound, and his head was forced to lift up again, his self-consciously ugly face dodging his burning eyes like black glass.
"Will the proud flying blade of the Eighth Legion be raised again for my enemy? Lufrix?"
The eyes covered with the nictitating membrane were wide open, staring at the calm face of the original body, trying to find any sign of disgust.
No.
"Yes, Father."
There was a slight movement from the farthest corner, like the sad and happy cry of some birds.
The atmosphere in the bathhouse became calm again. The hot water that was once again replaced has become clear and transparent. You can float on the edge of the bathhouse, surrounded by Selion, Markutian and Louflix. The one who serves is the Lord of the Eighth Legion, the Lord of Midnight, who has fully revealed his unparalleled noble and handsome appearance.
He squinted his eyes slightly, and his pale skin, which had never seen the sun, looked like some kind of mythical creature in the legend of Terra in the slightly rippling water. His long black hair had been combed out inch by inch by the blood-eyed commander's pious hands. He straightened it out, applied hair cream and hydrosol, and now it was like some kind of harmless tentacle coiled around the waist of himself and the heirs surrounding him, rising and falling with the waist-deep water.
As the door opened, Talos, who had also been cleanly washed and smeared with essential oil, was hurriedly walking towards them with bare feet, holding a newly received report in his hand.
"Three."
(*Hello.)
"Two." The Night Lords raised their heads in confusion.
(*Hey!)
“One.”
For some reason, Talos’s feet suddenly slipped and fell into the hot spring, causing a huge splash of water.
"The hot spring water is slippery, Talos! Hahaha!!!!"
First lowly, and then louder laughter, people cried heartily after thousands of years, and even more Laughing loudly, the mist is steaming like a dream.
(End of this chapter)