Chapter 336 The Old Man and the Dog
Magna Dorn looked at the teacher opposite with joy in the exquisite replica of Roger Dorn's glorious golden armor (The Auric Armor).
Perturabo BC is sitting in his modified Contemptor Dreadnought, taking off his disguised but more functional Dreadnought helmet from the magnetic lock on his waist, buckling it to himself On the handsome furry head.
The armor of both of them was polished spotlessly by the dexterous iron ring robots and attendants, while the former imperial regent was whispering to Angron, who was wearing his own gold and silver armor on the other side - referring to Angron stood while Sir Kadur stood on a small anti-gravity floating platform that seemed to have a simple design (simple but well-organized and solid wires) but was decorated with gold and purity in line with the imperial aesthetic.
Since Mr. Kaduru Makado discovered this good thing from the handmade workbench left by Lamizane, he immediately declared the first ownership of the discovery and passed some Through unknown means, the patent rights for this model's engine, appearance, and extended equipment were quickly registered in the name of the Imperial Throne, the Ministry of the Interior, and the Ministry of Military Affairs.
While carrying his body with him, Perturabo BC, who was also busy exploring and diving to study the ocean issues on the Pearl Moon, realized that he needed to deal with this. This was actually made by someone who was trying to be lazy. But when his own dog ruthlessly rejected the sales question of "a semi-autonomous anti-gravity dog pulling a sledge that can walk the dog in various sitting or lying postures".
The former Imperial Regent has opened two "ultra-reliable anti-gravity single-person floats" at the landing port and roaming port in the Calixis sector. "The God-Emperor and his heirs also love to use it!" Mobile device, take care of your joints!" Royal franchise store and made a fortune, but only paid part of the income to the Iron Blood. Even Aharin and others could only find out what was wrong but could not catch the horse. Caddo's telltale.
Subsequently, in order to check the authenticity of the original sales vouchers, financial statements and income statements of the product, the old man and the dog broke out in many mild and very rude public conflicts on the Iron Blood, including but not limited to the horse. Cardo's staff was used to grind his teeth, or someone secretly took Perturabo BC's favorite Lamy pillow, which he used to hold his head in his mouth, and wash it clean.
In short, Angron, who was very tired, said when he complained to Magna: "I really don't know how the Empire and Olympia could operate normally under the rule of these two guys in the past! ”
And Magna, who looked like Dorne wearing a helmet, understood and warmly gave Angron a hug and a piece of food that he had borrowed from the kitchen to cook. Heart shaped cream waffles.
——This thing is still used as a weapon grinding stone beside the fighting pit of the Desert Ark. The heart-shaped design is considered to be a stroke of genius.
So today they gathered here and suspended the exploration work on Pearl Moon in order to collectively solve a difficult matter.
——As we all know, the Calixis sector and the Kronos expansion area after the roaming port and the landing port have always been a, well, it cannot be said to be a lawless place, it can also be said to be many A paradise for those who are far away from Imperial overseers or those who are not protected by the Empire, vast dynasties of Rogue Traders, individual small charter ships, frontier worlds, Adeptus Mechanicus exploration fleets, Imperial expeditionary forces, or any gold mining adventurers who want to find opportunities or, death. land.
Due to the need to explore the expansion area, as well as the urgent and large demand for various materials and resources by the vast number of people between the expansion area and the star area, it is obviously completely and impossible to rely solely on the Imperial Military Affairs Department and the Ministry of Justice. , the contradiction between insufficient material allocation and transportation efficiency.
It is not surprising that trade, cold trade (Note 1) and black market trade are extremely prosperous here. (Note 1: Usually refers to the very frequent but non-public illegal trade of alien products, antiques, knowledge, technology, and even very popular dangerous alien creatures in the Calixis sector.)
So, of course, when a loyal Commander of the Imperial Fleet Astartes has a sudden flash of inspiration and decides to send a ship here to see if anything can be done to sweep... There are many, many things he can do. It is not about what he can do, but about which one he chooses to start with within the limited time. For example, when there was no object worthy of launching an expedition in three years, so when the news came that a strike cruiser of the Black Templar Chapter was coming...
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“No need, to be honest, no need.” Angron Petra was sitting on his Desert Ark, roaming the Man in an unmanned system outside the port. Deville said this when he jumped out of the point, "Although this place is really convenient for us to carry out various necessary trades, I don't think what happened on it is necessary to expose any of my brothers and me. .Hopefully it won't get to the point where any of us need to step in to solve it, because it will cause too many unnecessary stares and troubles for us today. Perturabo told me this, and I agree. What we need most now is time, undisturbed time."
He frowned deeply when talking to Kadu'er, "Your royal charter shop is so prosperous that it even asked the port director. Wouldn't it be possible to bribe the officers of the Imperial Navy to solve the problem? ”
The former regent raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Oh, you actually know this. I thought you would accuse me of not bringing them anger and order to build a better living environment."
" I have ruled Nuceria, sir, and am now its supreme tyrant." The conquering king responded coldly, "I am also the king of Bot. My teacher has long taught me what a ruler should do. I use it. My own legs have measured most of the land I rule. "It's amazing that you are still fighting for humanity in the name of the empire."
"It's true." When there are no conditions, a rule with at least people fighting is better than no order at all." Angron's face showed a trace of helplessness and exhaustion, "I am not a god, but I can at least take care of my own home. I don’t have much energy left, but I will do what I can.”
The wrinkles on Kadu’er’s old face were deeply revealed, and he squinted his eyes to look at this picture that he had almost forgotten in his memory. He completely lost his human appearance and only had a face of endless rage.
"You have a pretty good teacher and father," he said at last. "I'm looking forward to meeting him some time and having a cup of tea together."
"I hope too." Twelve The Primarch replied, "I miss him too."
(End of Chapter)