Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

It should have been a perfect moment for a laugh, but Perturabo couldn't.

He doesn't know why, but it's definitely not empathy. He had no reason to empathize with the man in the projection, and he had never defended his heir so much in front of people. It might even be better to say that he is more like the Donne in the picture.

He is the one who punishes his son with strict discipline.

Eleven killings, caning, demotion, insults, beatings and scolding... He even beat people into the Dreadnought by mistake.

Of course he knew what was right and what was wrong. But his emotions have never been controlled by himself. It may be sad to say it, but it is what it is.

If only he had learned to control earlier...

if he can.

Then, she will not die.

Yes, she will not die.

What have I done?

Thinking about it again, he still felt the pain unbearably. But he didn't show it, he was steel, and steel won't budge.

The Lord of Steel clasped his hands like a stone, without any visible emotional fluctuations.

Except for Angron, no one noticed the complicated emotions in his heart at the moment. Even Chagatai didn't realize that his falcon-like eyes couldn't see through the temperatureless steel after all.

Steel itself has no temperature.

The silence didn't last long, and Roger Dorn broke the almost suffocating silence after a few minutes.

"I shouldn't have reacted to this," Don said slowly. "But I have to admit one thing, when I see someone who has the same face as me say that, it stigmatizes me."

He looked to Perturabo.

"...a deep shame, and I don't even know where it came from. I'm even more surprised that you didn't laugh at me, Perturabo."

The Lord of Steel was obviously in a state of confusion, but he still urged himself to control his body and made a sneer with disdain: "The day I really beat you, I will. But now is not the time, Rogge Dorne. Be thankful for that, your days of complacency are numbered."

Don didn't answer this sentence, his eyes were full of doubt and incomprehension.

Then, there was another silence.

After a long time, he whispered: "Why is this happening? His betrayal puzzles me, and your loyalty also puzzles me. I wanted to learn a lesson from his failure, but I found that I couldn't learn it." Any lessons. He and I are two people."

"...he's not me." Don shook his head. "He is not me, but he has my name, my face, and even a past that is highly similar to mine. A few details have changed everything, making him such... scum."

"It's so funny that you actually evaluate yourself like that." Perturabo still sneered, but felt uneasy about what happened next for no reason.

His spirituality seemed to be reminding him that something was about to happen.

"You can taunt me, Perturabo, I allow it temporarily... Now, I can't refute you, the facts are in front of me."

Perturabo sneered stiffly, waiting for Dawn to say something, without interrupting.

He could, but he didn't.

"The truth is, my proud past, my honor, can actually be changed. It only takes a few unfortunate changes and I'm going to be a terrible person. And you...you can be changed too .”

Dawn lowered his head, his voice was very soft: "...This means that if we only talk about our nature, I'm afraid I'm not much nobler than you."

The center didn't give them time to continue the discussion, it continued to agitate with words uncharacteristically, which caught their attention.

[Rog Dorn certainly knows what he did to Perturabo, he knows every scar he has caused that spans between him and his brothers. He's miserable about it, but never sorry. Even though he doesn't really know the reason for his pain. 】

【He will not hand over Sigismund and let him receive the punishment he deserves. He knew that Sigismund deserved to be punished...but he wasn't going to do it. 】

[Sigismund is his first company commander, one of the best men in his legion. He couldn't lose such a person, he had to maintain the fighting power of the Imperial Fist at all times, so as to earn more recognition from their father. 】

[However, Dorne doesn't know one thing, even if he does nothing, the love of the Lord Emperor for him will not decrease in any way. And I must point out that Rogal Dorn's self-righteousness destroyed his last chance of remaining pure. 】

【He simply divided the world into black and white, forcing himself to ignore his love for his children. His transition between a tyrant who takes harsh punishments and a dreamer who seeks to minimize casualties is the best explanation for his chaotic personality. 】

[And fate will not stop - I hate this word, I think that true heroes should make their own choices before fate. Fate thought it could control these noble men, and they proved that it could not. 】

[Rogge Dorn is not such a person, his eyes cannot see the future. 】

【His feud with Perturabo ushered in consequences decades later. The Lord of Iron asked their father and Horus Lupekar for help, expecting them to join forces with the Fourth Legion to deal with the Ullanor Orc Empire. The Iron Lord deliberately ignored this, and he did not invite the Imperial Fists. 】

【Dawn is puzzled by this, even annoyed. Of course he remembered what he had done to the Fourth Legion, but in his mind, these were just private matters. 】

[The really important thing is to fight for all mankind, isn't it? Despite what he said, Roger Dorn overlooked one thing. His anger at this matter came from his hatred of green beasts, and his hatred of orcs... Where did he come from? 】

[This is never just a private matter. 】

[Donne forgot this, he publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with Perturabo and even the Emperor on many occasions. The Imperial Fists were less daring than he, but they were also spreading rumors about the Iron Warriors, telling many that the Iron Warriors were a bunch of cowards who would never dare to fight an enemy in close quarters. 】

[The hatred began to intensify, and at this moment, one thing changed everything. 】

"It seems our strange brother has his own set of double standards towards the world..."

The Lord of the Night didn't laugh, he said this with a very serious expression. Of course, this also includes the next sentence.

"This kind of thing is very bad. This behavior is tantamount to putting a black cloth over one's eyes and then declaring to everyone that he can still see...but he can't. Failure will probably One after another, when the time comes..."

He didn't continue, but Alpharius took up the conversation. With slightly squinted eyes, he looked really chilling like a poisonous snake waiting to be hunted.

"I'm starting to understand now," he said softly.

"Understand what?" Fulgrim asked.

"Everything," Alpharius said. "Everything... is really caused by the authorities. We should see clearly, but most of us don't."

He turned to look at Russ and Jaghatai, who reacted differently to his gaze. The wolf king grinned, showing a pretentious barbarism on his still haggard face. He still didn't let go of his disguise.

As for Khan...

He just smiled, this smile is so peaceful, there is no pride in it, just pure reason.

Then he began to talk about it with the tone of a wise man.

"Excellent, Alpharius," said the Chogorian. "We are also in charge, aren't we? And we are bystanders to this person in the projection."

"We sat on the sidelines, we saw his every step very clearly, we sat here without pressure to criticize his behavior, and even demeaned his personality ... we can probably say that he is wrong. , but why did he make the wrong move?"

The eagle said calmly: "Pressure? Wrong choice? Guidance by fate? Or is it really just a few details that determine everything as Dorn said? No, no. I believe it is not the case."

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and at this moment, no one looked at him.

"Let's move on," he said. "Let's find out why."

So the center continues.

[Nikea Conference - A historical process that has had a long-lasting impact on us. Now, as I sit here, I write these words with my quill. I can't fully express my intentions. I thought I could tell the story of all Primarchs, but now it seems that I am still too greedy. 】

[I am afraid that my life is coming to an end...so, for you, for you...yes, you...primarchs...]

[I will tell you the main reason why Rogue Dorn fell. 】

[Cthulhu. 】

[Cthulhu is not destiny, this is the first point. They are nothing more than a bunch of parasites, greedily drinking our blood and laughing at our pain. 】

[The main content of the Nikaia meeting was aimed at psykers and the subsequent use of psychic power. Dawn remained neutral in the meeting, and he did not join any party. 】

[First, he doesn't want think tanks to disappear, after all, they are always useful in wars. Second, he didn't want to believe them either. After all, he was very afraid of the uncontrollable power of psionic energy. But at this time, he was still willing to believe in his father. 】

[He gathered the Libraries of the Legion and made them wait on his flagship, while he himself went to the Emperor's side to await his sentence. Then, a fire hit. Burning aboard Dorne's flagship, he hurried back, but all he got was endless corpses. 】

[No survivors. 】

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