Chapter 793 Extreme joy brings sorrow
A man walked up the aisle. He had a tall figure and a casual posture.
"Hao Mo?"
"I have been looking for you for a long time, and I guessed that you would be here."
"What's wrong?"
"Have you forgotten? Uncle Rozim invited us to be his guests."
At this time, Bahram remembered that he also had a party——
Unbound Soul On the lower deck, it was still an ordinary day, and the tall dome still shone with a monotonous yellow-green light, looking like an untuned viewing screen.
Leady gray dust keeps floating down, accumulating on the exterior decoration of the house, on the wrought iron drainage pipes, on the brass eaves, on the steps like skeletons and on the lancet windows.
But it was warm in the streets. Below the living quarters on the lower deck, ancient pipes pump warm air into thermal pits under the road, where the heat circulates at a height of about ten meters.
In the private box of the Panjie shop, Loken opened his Mechanicus robe, took a sip of beer, and then leaned on the wrought iron chair.
The owner of this shop likes iron things very much.
It can be said that everything they make is made of iron. Even in terms of taste, this beer is also made of iron.
Loken felt that he had relaxed for the first time in the past few months. The purgatory of Armageddon filled with mud, rats and barrages had long been left behind, although when he dreamed at night He was often awakened by artillery bombings in his dreams, but with a glass of beer, a seat, and a warm and friendly street - Loken felt like he was reborn.
Suddenly, someone obviously much bigger than him blocked the light.
"Priest Loken, are you here too?"
Loken tilted his head and squinted at this calm-faced soldier, the strongest Astartes recruit.
"Why am I not here? I also have a stake in Rozim's store. He has made so much money this time. Is it okay to ignore me?"
"I heard that Rozim Uncle Mu has gone to the ground."
Bahram said tiredly and sat on a chair nearby.
"Hey, you just know that that guy made a fortune by some means, and now he is a rich man."
"Sounds like some story."
Haoma also sat down and picked up a glass of beer.
As the clocks adjusted to daytime, the lights on every street automatically turned on.
“By the way, Priest Loken, I heard that you followed the Chapter Master underground?”
"Well, yes, it's just under the Hades nest."
"What happened to you?"
"What else could there be, a smelly green skinned, nervous person?" I'm a pretty Eldar, but there is a pretty Elf girl who seems to be quite familiar with the Chapter Leader."
"Huh? There is such a thing."
Hao Mo leaned his head with interest.
"Tell me the specific situation, Priest Loken."
Loken glanced at the other party.
"This may involve confidentiality."
"Then you can tell something that is not confidential."
"But, um..."
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"What?"
Loken thought for a while and shook his head.
“Nothing you can say is meaningful. The rest will be known naturally when you climb to the command level in the future.”
“Damn, doesn’t that mean you didn’t say anything? "
"Haomo, don't embarrass Priest Loken, we have already violated the ban today."
Bahram drank an empty glass and dropped a coin on the glass table next to the empty cup, but the coin did not fall, but stood upright on the table.
Just like his current mood.
“The battle group only gave us four days to rest, and then we have to return to combat readiness, but there are rules for rest. We have to maintain certain behaviors, not to disturb other crew members, and also limit the use of Those entertainment facilities for mortals, and it is strictly prohibited to leave the upper deck. We should not have come to this place."
Haomo nodded:
"Yes, but Uncle Rozim has been there for so many years. You have always taken good care of us, haven’t you?”
Bahram was about to say something, but sighed.
"Yes, so we are here anyway."
"But I think he will invite other people." "You mean"
< br>Suddenly, the door opened again, and the two brothers Oscar and Zod walked in.
"Let me tell you."
As expected, several new recruits came one after another, all of whom had a relatively good relationship with Rozim.
"Have a party, boys! For the warband and the victory, and the temporarily paralyzed Emperor!"
When the door opened for the last time, Rozim appeared in a funny dress , and behind him was a man wrapped in airtight overalls, who was also pushing a cart full of drinks and food.
The room suddenly erupted with cheers and applause. It stands to reason that the victory celebration banquet would not begin until the return to the home planet, but that might take several months, so Rozim held a party for these recruits in advance. Small party.
"Boys! You did a good job in this battle. You must have killed a lot of big green heads!"
Rozim turned around, took the bottle and threw it into the crowd.
Bahram took the bottle and took a sip. He found that this was actually a very high-end alcohol, not the low-quality beer Rozim sold in the store.
He took a look at the packaging of the wine bottle. Although he didn't recognize the brand on it, he knew 315.M37 at this time.
This is actually a collection that has lasted for nearly four hundred years!
"Uncle Rozim, how did you get these?"
Rozim grinned and winked at him with his right eye.
“Secret.”
“Rozim, I heard you made a lot of money this time.”
Loken lit a high-end cigar and enjoyed it very much. After taking a sip, this thing was produced in the Hazy Star Region, and its price could be worth as much as three or four high-end servitors.
"Okay, okay."
Rozim shook his collar, intentionally or unintentionally revealing a rare metal necklace as thick as a thumb, and a bright stone as big as an egg. This mineral is extremely rare, and It is a necessary material for making advanced laser weapons and is almost completely monopolized by the Mechanicus.
“Last time you said you wanted to sponsor me for a project——”
“Let’s talk, let’s talk.”
Suddenly, Loken noticed the man behind Rozim, That guy was also a big guy, just shy of a Space Marine.
"When did you fix Ogryn? And he wrapped it up."
"He, a new follower of mine, will stay here for the time being. I plan to get a separate boat by then. He's here to drive."
"Oh, what do you think he's called?"
"His name is Zhezhebulon." Why don’t you speak?”
"Mute, don't ask so many questions."
At this moment, the doorbell of the box suddenly rang, and everyone stopped.
"Huh? Didn't I tell them not to disturb you?"
Rozim thought he was a waiter at first, so he walked towards the door. Loken also stood up and followed him. past.
“Who’s knocking on the door?”
Hao Mo put down his wine glass and looked at the door curiously.
Bahram suddenly felt a little uneasy.
“Oh, could it be Robin?”
Haomo suddenly clapped his hands, then laughed and said:
“Uncle Rozim actually invited Robin. Be a supporting guest! ”
Robin is recognized as a cold-faced person. It is difficult to see him in almost all non-training or combat activities. He is a very isolated person most of the time.
If Rozim invited him, that would be big news.
But Bahram shook his head.
“It doesn’t have to be Robin.”
Rozim had already touched the door handle, and Loken read a word behind him.
"Push."
The moment he opened the door, all Rozim saw was Soshyan's livid face and Talos's evil smile——
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(End of this chapter)