Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

After Kor Phaeron's death, the broken memories that Plumelia read from the Dark Bishop's mind were first reported back to Russell through the Zero Soul Stone, and then dictated to the Imperial Clerk for written records, but when It was nearly ten years later when Russell actually heard her voice.

012.M40

In year 012 of the 40th millennium, Russell, who was studying subspace-related knowledge in Teacher Ma's psychic class, suddenly received a copy of the memory sent back by Plumelia.

Then he laughed out loud in the study.

"What's wrong?" Beside the log desk, a tall red-skinned giant wearing a scholar's robe looked across from the desk with his one eye: "Did something happen?"

"You can say that." Russell smiled and closed the Eldar language book full of obscure syllables in his hand, and said: "An expedition fleet fought with the Word Bearers Legion in the maelstrom... No, it should be Maybe it’s already finished?”

The time when the 6th Expeditionary Fleet entered the Maelstrom was 002.M40, about 10 years ago.

Ten years is enough time to finish a small-scale interstellar war.

Magnus, however, did not share the joy with Russell, but frowned slightly: "Your thinking has not changed yet, Star Baller, you are still observing reality from a mortal perspective that drifts along the river of time, using linear The mind thinks about the vastness of the ocean.”

Russell was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "My fault, I'm used to it. I have always accepted that I am a mortal, and I don't like to be aloof and separated from the masses."

"Rulers are destined to be lonely. Cattle and sheep are in herds while wild beasts walk alone." Magnus said: "Whether you admit it or not, you are now the uncrowned king of the Far Eastern Star Territory. The king should accept his own uniqueness. …”

"Stop it." Russell shut up Magnus unceremoniously: "Don't instill your political ideas into me. You are just a prisoner with some use value, not the prime minister of a feudal kingdom. I just I need your academic knowledge, I don’t need you to dictate my ideas.”

You are overstepping a bit. This was the second half of the sentence that Russell did not say.

Magnus opened his mouth, but in the end he did not continue the topic, but returned to the issue of time at the beginning and said:

"Ahriman told me that you equipped the 6th Expeditionary Fleet with a super-light communication device that can communicate with you in real time. As expected, it was this fleet that encountered the Word Bearers in the maelstrom... This means , 2002 is not ten years ago, but now, at this moment."

The years 002 and 012 of the 40th millennium are the same year.

Russell nodded, he understood what Magnus said. The Maelstrom Starfield is an unusual area where reality and subspace overlap. There, the flow of time is chaotic, and there is often a time difference of tens or even hundreds of years. You may even meet ancient figures who were lost from the Great Expedition ten thousand years ago to the present. , asked them when the Emperor died, they pulled out their chainswords and said that the Emperor was preparing to appoint Horus as Warmaster. If you don't support Llane El Jonson, just wait for death.

The time of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet was 10 years slower than that of Falla. This was considered a very, very small error. After all, they were in Gormyk, the demonic world of the Word Bearers.

Leaving the red Magnus at the table and continuing to organize the books, Russell left the study alone. He planned to talk to Gray Wind about this matter.

The departure of the expedition fleet took away a large number of combatants, and it seemed that it also took away the war itself that had been burning for thousands of years. The dark and chaotic Far Eastern Star Territory ushered in rare peace and development in the 40th millennium.

...Peace and development, those are things more precious than gold.

After walking out of the room, Russell came to the balcony wrapped with green vines. Leaning on the snow-white guardrail, he could directly see a piece of blue and green coastline, which was the west coast of the southern continent of Falla. Further south, there was once The very prosperous "Qin Xin Inlet", but now this port is rarely inhabited.

"Faya is becoming more and more deserted every year..." Russell murmured softly.

"Yes."

A soft voice suddenly sounded from behind, and a girl with long silver-white hair quietly came to Russell's side, lying on the guardrail with him and looking at the beautiful blue coast below. The cold wind from high in the sky blew the skirt of her skirt, like a mango tree on a typhoon day.

"Since the reconstruction process of the Far East Star Territory has been on the right track, the economy that was originally shattered by the war has begun to recover. The trade network with the L-Stargate network as the core has been reorganized, and the Falla galaxy where the terminal exit is located has once again become a The trade center of the Far Eastern Star Territory.”

Gray Feng held his chin with his hands, turned his head and looked at Russell's side face, and said softly: "But there is not only the planet Falla in the terminal exit galaxy. For businessmen traveling between the stars, the urban planet Embra is the only one." It is a more ideal trade distribution center, and the facilities such as the orbiting star ring base are also more complete."

"In the Far Eastern Star Territory, which is full of waste, only the urban planet Embra has the most complete industrial production capacity and the most high-paying jobs. The population siphon phenomenon will naturally occur. Many young people on Falla have been Attracted by Embra’s high-paying jobs and generous benefits, many left their hometowns to work hard in the bustling ideal city..."

The ideal city that received a large number of labor and talents quickly became prosperous and noisy in just ten years. Falla, which had absorbed most of its young population, also became increasingly deserted. This situation further aggravated the outflow of the young population, taking them with it. The family members also moved away together, forming a closed loop.

Today, the permanent population on Falla is less than 1 million. This beautiful planet of Gaia has become a famous resort in the entire Far Eastern Star Territory and has almost lost all political status.

"That's good." Russell smiled, his left hand habitually caressed the back of Gray Feng's head, and ruffled her soft hair: "Faya can also be considered my hometown."

"Hmm..." Gray Wind squinted her eyes and accepted his touch like a cat whose chin was tickled. She purred comfortably in her throat, but it was a pity that her butt didn't look like Koroniai's. It has a tail like that, otherwise it would be wagging now.

"correct."

"correct……"

Russell just wanted to tell Gray Wind about the 6th Expedition Fleet's encounter with the Word Bearers in the maelstrom, but Gray Wind suddenly opened his eyes and said the same thing as him. It seemed that she also had something to say to him. .

"Um, what do you want to say, Marshal?" Gray Feng tilted his head and looked at Russell with doubtful eyes.

"You go ahead and say it first." Russell took away his left hand and looked at Gray Feng who was pushing against a bird's nest with a smile.

"Okay." Gray Feng did not restore the messed up hair to its original state, and his originally brisk tone became a bit heavy and serious: "But it's not good news. You have to be mentally prepared."

"I'm not a child." Russell was speechless. He felt that he was looked down upon by Gray Feng.

"Okay, then I'll tell you directly." Gray Feng's eyebrows drooped in frustration: "Not long ago, the flagship of the 9th Expeditionary Fleet: the Valkyrie Unripe Dream lost contact with us. The 9th Expeditionary Fleet lost contact with us. The last word sent to us was that they were about to arrive in Bar."

Russell's expression also became solemn, and he understood what this meant.

Each Valkyrie-class battleship is equipped with a super-light communication array based on the principle of quantum entanglement. Every once in a while, a message will be sent back to the seeker's home port to report its own status, which is unstoppable.

There are not many extreme situations that can cause the Valkyrie to lose contact with its home port. The best one is that the super-light communication array is damaged during fierce battles and is being repaired. The worst situation is:

——The 9th Expeditionary Fleet was completely wiped out.