Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 189 03.0188: ‘Unforgettable Night’

Accompanied by Horatio, Farida walked into the large house.

The people in the mansion didn’t know what had happened yet.

Farida looked around and instinctively wanted to call Lina.

But when her pink lips slightly opened, she vaguely remembered that Lina had been on duty at the Military Intelligence Headquarters in recent days and had not been back for a long time.

The familiar people left one after another.

A sense of emptiness and loneliness swept over Farida’s heart.

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She stood there with her eyes blank. In the empty hall, the cold and smooth marble floor reflected her lonely figure.

Horatio had never seen the proud and resolute female huntress look so weak, so weak that she was lovable, and yet revealed a suffocating loneliness.

If Admiral Hood really died here, she would be alone from then on. How could she live like this?

He patted her back gently, but she seemed to be avoiding him. She quickened her pace and walked towards her room without looking back, pushing the door open.

She walked straight to her bed, then threw herself on it and hugged her pillow.

She forced herself to put on the last bit of her strong mask, rushed into the bedroom, and threw herself on the soft bed.

The dense and firm pillow gently received her tears, and also covered her true face under the mask.

The dull sobs and whimpers filled this girl's boudoir that had witnessed countless laughter and memories.

Horatio followed silently, closed the door for her, and guarded this small world for her to vent her emotions.

But it was only limited to her private room.

Horatio closed the door for her to prevent her crying from being heard.

He dragged his tired and drunken body to sit beside her, and every breath he exhaled was turbid with alcohol.

"Please forgive me for not being able to comply with your request because of the prophecy and its related concerns."

He crossed his hands on his thighs and sighed, "I don't care what the prophecy says. Your father entrusted me to take good care of you, and I must fulfill my promise."

Her shoulders shook for a long time because of sobbing, and Farida raised her head as if she had just heard it.

She pursed her pale lips, and her beautiful face was slightly distorted by grief, helplessness, anger and hatred.

Her voice was hoarse:

"Even if you will die because of this?"

Dissatisfaction and anger at Horatio's disobedience, and a little expectation of Horatio's promise.

"Even if I will die because of this."

She made a promise without hesitation.

"This is too selfish."

She turned her head, her red and swollen green eyes stared at Horatio resolutely. She tried to keep her eyes and sight, but there was still a sense of dispersion and emptiness in them.

"You see, the curse on me is real. You will really die because of getting close to me, and then fall like a meteor like your father.

Do you think this ending is what all of us want to see? You must stay away from me, the farther the better!"

"Even if the prophecy is true, I will chop it into pieces, just like all the battles today."

Horatio sneered defiantly:

"Listen, Farida. I am the loyal heir of the empire. When I embarked on this path, my life was already the currency of the God-Emperor!"

His tone was extremely firm, and he was not afraid of death.

"We are the Imperial Navy, and we will charge ahead for the Emperor and the dawn of humanity."

"As you saw today. My duty is to fight, to fight the enemies of the Emperor. And, to fight anyone else who wants to fight!"

He pulled the sword from his belt and held it tightly in his hand, his tone getting heavier and his voice getting louder.

The listener could fully feel the burning fire and determination in his heart.

"I will fight here, and if I can't live, let me sleep here forever!"

He raised his iron hand, extended his index finger downward, and poked it hard on the bed, pointing to the land of Abyss Port.

"But we can't lose, because we are His Holy Navy.

Their conspiracy and temporary complacency will only suffer more severe blows from us.

These cockroaches hiding in the shadows will never win."

Horatio's extremely serious and magnificent speech made Farida's eyes show surprise.

Farida sat up and took a deep breath.

She approached him with a gloomy face, her beautiful face showing a fierce look, and she stared fiercely into Horatio's eyes.

"We will all fight, just like you said, their plots and temporary complacency will only suffer more fierce blows from us."

Her pink lips trembled:

"Do you still remember the favor you owe me?"

"The one that helped me find my origins? I remember."

Horatio frowned and stared at her fierce eyes, sneering: "Why, do you want to use this favor to make me stay away from you, Miss Hood?"

"I'm tired of you all treating me as a girl, tired of you calling me 'Miss', tired of treating me as a childish burden."

Farida was so angry that her jaw trembled with every breath.

"I have decided what path I will take, but before that, I want you to fulfill your favor..."

She gritted her teeth and said:

"Turn me into a woman."

Horatio opened his eyes wide in surprise. As soon as she finished speaking, she pounced on him like a lioness on the hunt.

The girl's bright and shiny lips kissed the young man before he could defend himself.

This kiss vented the girl's inner hatred for the enemy who killed her parents, the anger of the villain's means, the unattainable love, the uneasy and uncertain future, and the determination to sacrifice herself for the Emperor.

Soon, the kiss, which was not gentle to begin with, became wild.

Her fangs bit his lips.

The strong smell of rust and blood filled the mouths of both of them.

It was as if she was asking Horatio not to linger on her.

But this action was like a spark that ignited the hay in the warehouse.

It ignited the hatred for the enemy behind the scenes that Horatio had accumulated for a long time.

It also aroused the rebellious and unbelieving fighting spirit in his heart.

His veins bulged and his movements became rough.

He almost tore Farida's officer uniform apart and bit them.

Two hours had passed.

He pressed against Farida's smooth white back.

Like two newborn babies.

Lying together warmly and weakly.

And almost as silent as an unborn child.

There was only acquiescence and faith.

There was only this strange and perfect state that penetrated the soul, bringing a trembling intertwined feeling.

But the young man's brain did not relax and reduce his anger and hatred towards the enemy.

He would do it for her.

He swore in his heart.

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