40k: Midnight Blade

Chapter 94 92. A Mother (3k)

Five minutes later, they were standing in an empty ward, facing each other, ready to talk.

Khalil tried to help the woman on the road, but she refused. After entering the room, he also brought her a chair and wanted her to sit down, but she refused.

From those eyes, Khalil could get a determined message.

Lowering his head, Khalil inevitably smiled bitterly.

Tarasha Yuton's identity is somewhat similar to him in a sense. In fact, when he knew about this, he even couldn't believe it - there was another one who raised the Primarch in the world. people?

However, she obviously has to go much further than him in fulfilling her obligations.

"I do not wish to speak to you in my capacity as chamberlain of Robert Guilliman, Mr. Khalil."

Yudun spoke in a low voice, bravely taking the lead in their conversation. She was much smaller than Khalil, but even though she was facing a giant among giants, she showed no fear.

She even dared to look directly into Khalil's eyes and stared for a long time.

"You should be able to see that I came to see you with an emotion that I shouldn't have. It shouldn't be, but I can't control myself. You may already know who I am, or you may not. Anyway, please allow me to introduce myself to you. I am Thalasa Yuton, the adoptive mother of Robert Guilliman."

She gripped the brass tip of her cane tightly, running her thumbs quickly across the smooth surface. The matter was aggravated by the fact that the woman was not in very good health and was very emotionally stressed.

This was obvious, Khalil could hear the subtle hiss between her words.

There is something wrong with her lungs, maybe it's the root cause of the disease when she was young, or maybe it's a disease caused by overwork.

Khalil didn't think about it anymore, he let these thoughts go away.

"I know this, ma'am," he said softly. "I talked with the Ultramarines, and they informed me of some necessary matters."

"Is it necessary to know who I am on Macragge?"

Tarasha Yuton leaned back in surprise. After the brief surprise disappeared, she inevitably took a deep breath.

".I understand. Thank you for informing me, Mr. Khalil. This is really not the right thing to do."

"Shouldn't it?" Khalil shook his head and laughed. "You are Robert Guilliman's mother."

"Adoptive mother," Euton corrected. "There is nothing to be proud of or show off about. He does not need me or his adoptive father to live well. He is the Emperor's son, a Primarch."

"Is it that King Connaught?"

"You know?"

"I have seen many statues about him in the city these days, ah, and there are also portraits in your son's room."

".I told him that he should take down the portrait." Tarasha Yuton pursed her lips tightly. "No matter what, he should not place the portrait of his adoptive father next to the portrait of his real father."

"Why not?" Khalil asked.

Yodon's eyes widened in surprise.

"His biological father, the Emperor of Mankind, gave him life. But it was King Konnor and you who made him Robert Guilliman. His surname is inherited from King Konnor, isn't it? There is a saying I don’t know if you have heard of the ancient Terran language. The literal translation of that sentence in Gothic is not difficult to pronounce, it is very simple.”

Khalil looked at her calmly.

"If you are raised before you are born, you will never be able to return it in a hundred lifetimes."

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Tarasha Euton was silent.

After a long time, she spoke in a low voice.

"No, that's not the case," she said. "It is indeed a laudable virtue to raise an abandoned baby, but Robert's case is different, Mr. Carrier."

"He was brought back to the court by my former master, King Connaught. Do you know what I thought when I first saw him? I was still very young at the time, but I still felt that I must have an eye problem. Question, otherwise how could I see such a child?"

"He smiled at us as a baby. His skin was shining and he smiled like an angel, which he was. But my first reaction was not love for him, but fear."

"He was obviously a transcendent being. His adoptive father knew this but never interfered. He gradually grew up and soon became taller than everyone else. From this point on, I realized to what makes him truly extraordinary."

"He was only four or five years old at the time. While other children were wielding wooden daggers in the courtyard and happily engaging in heroic battles with imaginary enemies, he was immersed in our history and progressive technology."

"At dinner time, he would wave the newspaper and tell his adoptive father, who was busy at work, what was new in Macragge today. This was their exclusive time, because Robert actually reserved the newspaper for this time to read. ”

"If there is something about scientific progress, he will be very happy, if not, he will be very depressed. This is the only time when he will look like a child. Most of the other time, he is reading books and thinking silently. And the way he thinks -"

Tarasha Euton tightened her grip on her cane and took another few deep breaths.

Saying too many words at once was a bit overwhelming for her, but that was not a problem, and Khalil had no intention of stopping it. Why should he stop it?

As the woman said, she was not speaking to him as a housekeeper, but simply as a mother.

She may not know what identity Khalil has besides being a legion instructor, but she has made a rough guess based on the authority and freedom her adopted son has given him in the past four days.

She believed Khalil had a special identity.

She didn't know what this identity was, but she didn't care. Khalil believed that the only purpose of Tarasha Yuton coming here and coming in front of him was probably to find a solution in some way.

She wanted her son to come out of that study.

"——He thinks like a machine, Mr. Khalil. Rational and indifferent, even to the extreme that I can bear. Until this time, I was still a little afraid of him. I couldn't help but be afraid of him until I started See more."

"He was ostracized by his peers, and rightly so. Few people treated him as a child, and Robert wanted to play with them, but they refused. But he was not like other ostracized children. When he talks to us like that, he just shuts himself in his room, that's all."

"One night, he locked himself in his room for so long that his father had to go with me to find him. We opened his door and found the kid who was already taller than everyone else. He actually curled up in his room and cried silently."

"He was aware of our arrival and seemed very panicked. His father asked him why he was crying and if he was being bullied, but he revealed nothing and just told us not to worry about him."

"He didn't eat that night and I worked late into the night, still thinking about him. So I went to the kitchen, got some slices of bread, and knocked on his door again."

Perhaps it was Khalil's silence that gave Tarasha Yuton the strength to continue - at this moment, the woman showed an expression between sobriety and trance.

She smiled, and her cane posture no longer looked uncomfortable. Her back straightened and the wrinkles on her face relaxed. She just smiled and shook her head.

"That was the first time I realized Robert Guilliman was a human being."

She said softly, speaking softly with an expression that belonged to a mother.

"He huddled behind the door, Mr. Khalil. From then on, I began to love him with all my heart. Because I know that he may have powers beyond our reach and have a body that is beyond human, but his heart still belongs to human beings." . He stands with us, he stands between us."

Khalil nodded calmly without comment. He didn't have anything to say, Yodon was much better at this than he was. And the lady looked at him and laughed again.

"You may be wondering why I am telling you this." she asked.

"Yes."

"The reason is actually very simple. Sir, Robert explained your true identity to me on the afternoon of the first day you arrived. He doesn't like to lie or hide from me. So I know that you also raised a gene Primarch—or rather, the Emperor's son."

So that's it. Khalil suddenly understood. He nodded and was about to speak, but Yuden stopped him with a gesture. The posture is gentle but firm.

"Please let me finish," she requested seriously. "I'm not telling you who you are because I want you to tell me the truth about that night."

"My son will not lie to me or hide anything from me, unless he really can't tell it. And I never ask about such things. The reason why I came here is because of Tarasha ·The identity of Yudun tells you that story, just hoping you understand one thing.”

"What's up?"

"I hope you understand that I am his mother."

In the empty ward, a woman who was far smaller than a giant leaned on her cane and declared in an extremely firm voice: "So I will not allow anyone to hurt my son, not even you, Ka." Lil Lohars.”

After saying this, she turned and left. Khalil stood in the room and smiled softly. He came to the window and stared into the night. In other words, he stared at a star that he couldn't see at all.