Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 269 260. Returning to hometown, wandering the streets, scaring children

The corns in the fields are growing so lushly.

Walking on the ridge of the field, Hades stretched out his hand thoughtfully, and the corn leaves brushed against his arm, making a rustling sound.

The corn seedlings transformed by the sages are obviously taller. These originally low white corns have become taller than a person. They used to be as high as Hades's chest, and now they can also reach Hades's chest. Dis' breasts.

The field was very quiet, there were no people, and the Barbarus people were as sparse as ever. In the distance, a large agricultural trailer was roaring, and further away, at the edge of the line of sight, a sickle shimmered silently.

That was Mortarion's sculpture. It was entirely a spontaneous suggestion by the Barbarus people. When the Death Guards were fighting in foreign lands, the Barbarus people, who were getting richer, launched a crowdfunding campaign and used the funds to build a tall tower. statue.

The tall Mortarion stood in the center of Barbarus' most prosperous city.

Hades and Mortarion, who didn't have any artistic skills, couldn't do this kind of job.

Hades narrowed his eyes and stared at the sculpture.

This is not Mortarion of the Legion. He is not wearing power armor. On the contrary, he is Mortarion of Barbarus. This tall and gaunt scarecrow wears light armor made by Barbarus craftsmen and has a linen hood. It blinded his eyes, making it difficult for people to see the true face of the Lord of Death.

He held the sickle in his hand and pointed at the highest mountain.

It's a good idea. Hades still remembers the dull expression on Mortarion's face when they went down in the Storm Bird just now and said they wanted to investigate.

Hades stood next to Mortarion, pointing to the large sculpture, and he was sure he was holding back his laughter with all his strength.

"Mortarion, this is a symbol of the Barbarians' love for you!"

The Lord of Death seemed to want to say something, but Mortarion stared at the sculpture for a long time, and finally managed to choke out a few words.

".No need and no use"

But this did not prevent Mortarion from walking around the large sculpture several times, then staring at the flowers at the foot of the sculpture and talking to himself for a long time.

The primarch with a dull look on his face walked under his large sculpture, unaware that more and more Barbarus people were gathering in the square. It seemed that Mortarion would have to solve the trouble he caused by himself later, witty Hades ran away decisively, and nothing would happen to Mortarion, who was accompanied by Vox and the Gravekeeper.

He didn't want to watch Mortarion's large-scale fan meeting later. He had seen enough when he was on Barbarus.

So Hades ran away decisively after leaving a few words.

Compared to places with many people, deserts with few people are more suitable for Hades, although Barbarus no longer has a wasteland in name. It is either grassland or farmland.

Anyway, when Hades was on Barbarus, he didn't have much contact with the crowd.

After getting rid of Mortarion and his party, Hades got a rare free time. He first went to the original cemetery based on his memory. Due to the change of terrain, it has now turned into a lake, with blue water. Calmly reflecting the clouds in the sky, and looking at Hades calmly.

It's nice. This place is quite quiet.

Hades squatted down and pulled the lake water with his hands. The ripples slowly spread out and soon calmed down again.

Hades looked at himself in the lake. Fighting was a waste of time. Before he knew it, other people's lives had passed by.

Lysa also died, on the Barbarus Circle. As the pioneer of community medical care in the Circle, her body was kept in the largest hospital in the Circle.

He also thought about burying Lysa with her, but little Lysa had her own plans.

Hades thought for a while, and it seemed that what he did was not a human matter. He took away the two children of Lysa's family and went to the battlefield without leaving any one behind. It was equivalent to cutting off the family's roots, and Lysa's care for her in old age was also the same. a question.

Lesa didn't scold him either, and probably she didn't dare to scold him anymore.

She didn't scold him then, and she wouldn't have the chance to scold him now.

Hades fiddled with the water boredly for a while. There was no point in struggling with the dead, so he left.

Although it was nice to not have to listen to Mortarion's speech next to him, Hades had no idea what to do with sneaking out. He just stayed in the legion and worked as a cow and horse. In addition to eating, he also I haven't developed any hobbies.

Hades glanced thoughtfully at the white corn next to him. Although it was not ripe, he could

No, no, he can't just eat the crops grown by others. Hades still needs to have dignity, integrity, and etiquette.

So Hades continued to stroll around the fields casually. Although he didn't eat, he was still eating.

It would have been nice if the corn could grow this big, Hades thought, so he wouldn't have to worry about what Mortarion would eat every day.

Look at how little Mortarion has in the Legion now. He used to finish off the entire village's food surplus and forced Hades and Karas to go across the village to beg for food for him. Now he still despises Hades for eating. There are so many!

Hades strongly condemned this.

As he walked, Hades smelled the familiar aroma of fried cereals.

Well?

Anyway, it was okay, Hades strolled over, and then said that his pupils were shaking.

Is that another statue?

Damn it? !

The life-size figure carved from black stone is dim, with a shabby and ragged cloak covering his body. The figure is sitting on the stone with a bow, holding a tall sickle in both hands, as if watching the fields, or simply sleeping. .

The aroma that Hades was familiar with came from a small bag hanging on the scythe.

Is this him, is this a statue of Hades?

Although it was much simpler than Mortarion's sculpture and was only the size of an adult, it was enough to shock Hades.

Laughing at Mortarion, being Mortarion, thankfully Mortarion isn't around.

Hades was amazed and walked around his statue several times. He didn't understand. Why did he also have a statue?

Hades's initial reputation on Barbarus could be said to be that people hate dogs, but only a few people took pity on him and were willing to chat with him.

Hades touched it with his hands. His sculpture covered his face with a cloak, so there was no carved face. Gee, Hades also wanted to see how handsome they could make Hades.

Hades was a little narcissistic for a while, and then decisively took off the grain bag on the sickle. He was familiar with this. The villagers also sent him rations in this way, but they usually hung them on wooden sticks.

He was not polite, since it was all given to him by Hades anyway, so he signed for the sculpture on his behalf.

Soon the bag of cooked grains was at its bottom. Hades curled his lips and poured out the bag. It was indeed empty.

There was a rustling sound, and Hades turned his head boredly and saw a little boy with a stick and a tiger-like head emerging from the cornfield nearby. He looked about six or seven years old.

The boy saw Hades squatting next to the sculpture like a street kid, holding an empty bag of grain in his hand. He pointed at Hades, and then looked at Hades' sculpture with a shocked look on his face. .

Hum hum, Hades thought, little brat, worship him, Master Hades is here.

Then he saw water in the boy's eyes——

Alas, no! why are you crying? !

"Don't, don't, don't cry! Kid, what's wrong with you?"

Hades swore that he used the gentlest voice and the calmest expression. He did not dare to stand up. With his size, he might not be intimidated by the opponent when he stood up.

"My brother is a death guard. If you have anything to say to me, I will help you."

Bah, Hades thought in his heart, you are already a man of several decades and you still call yourself brother, how shameless.

Perhaps Hades was really kind, or perhaps the name of the Death Guard frightened the boy. The boy stopped crying and looked at Hades wiping his tears.

"You ate the tribute I gave to the revenant Lord Hades."

The boy spoke hoarsely, almost sending Hades away with his first words.

Hades thought for a moment and continued to speak, while calling the boy over with his hand.

"I am a Death Guard. I know Lord Hades. Why did you send him food? If you have anything to say to him, I can help you tell Lord Hades."

"Just think of it as apology for accidentally eating your food."

Facts have proved that Hades is still good at deceiving people. The boy slowly walked to Hades and asked Hades,

"Really, you know Lord Hades?"

"Really, I know Master Hades. I am very familiar with him. If I lie to you, I will be a dog."

Hades said seriously, while muttering a few words in his mind.

"Okay, I believe you, Lord Death Guard."

The boy said crisply,

"I hope that when I see Lord Hades, I can tell him that I want to be like Lord Hades, to protect the village and protect others."

"Not only Lord Hades, but others also protected the village, including Lord Mortarion."

"That's different!"

The boy suddenly spoke and began to defend his idol.

"Master Hades is a lone hero! Wandering alone in the wilderness without help from others! And they don't know! I have drawn a map of Master Hades's past path. He is consciously using the smallest range of activities. , covering the most villages!”

Thank you for praising me, I’m so nb.

Hades thought silently,

"Okay, I will pass these words to Master Hades. Is there anything else you want to say?"

The boy swallowed.

"Tell Mr. Hades that I will train hard, eat hard, and help my father harvest corn. When I reach the age, I will go to the school on the Star Ring to study."

"I want to be, the Death Guard!"

Hades blinked,

"When you become a Death Guard, you can't cry all the time."

The boy blushed instantly and sniffed.

"I won't cry. I'm a man! It's just that you ate the tribute I finally made, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

"It's hard to make them. Aren't these the most common dry foods?"

"No, some of the seeds can only be found in the mountains, because they are too unpalatable and bitter, and people have stopped growing them long ago."

This was a bit unexpected by Hades.

"Won't you use other grains instead?"

"How can you! This is disrespectful!"

"The fried dry food dedicated to Master Hades has a fixed formula. I always follow everyone to go to the mountains early to find seeds."

"Everyone? Not just you?"

Hades became more and more surprised;

"Yes." The boy nodded, "Offer food to Master Hades, praying for no disasters this year and a good harvest. And those who eat the tribute will be blessed and have the opportunity to become the Death Guard."

Hades was silent. It turned out that in Barbarus, had he become a kind of land father-in-law?

"That means there is more than one sculpture of Hades?"

"Of course there's more than one! Lord Hades protected so many villages back then, how could he just establish one -"

Hades's expression suddenly became serious,

"Kid, I am Hades. You take me to find those sculptures. When we find them, we will split the stolen goods 80-20, you and I."

"What?! You're here, what are you talking about?!"

Hades projected his number and name on the device on his gauntlet.

"Can you read? Kid, look carefully, this is H-A-D-E-S, Hades."

The boy stopped talking. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Hades in shock.

"But you. But you just now"

"Woof." Hades said.

The boy was so shocked that he almost fainted. He stammered and pointed at Hades, his face flushed, and he seemed to be about to cry again.

"Don't worry about it. I'm Hades. Take me to find the sculpture. I'm running out of time."

Hades stared at the boy with a sincere face, "I will take you to play, and you will help me lead the way."

He stretched out his hand and motioned for the boy to come over. The boy walked over hesitantly, and Hades smiled slyly.

"Are you ready? Don't cry -"

Hades stood up suddenly and picked up the boy.

He patted the boy in his arms,

"Let's go, let me show you the way. Your Lord Hades will take you to experience the speed of the wind."

So that day, a laughing wind dog appeared in the fields of a nearby village and ate all the grain bags on the Hades sculpture.

Mortarion looked at Hades silently and handed him a piece of cake from the banquet.

Hades waved his hands and burped,

"No more, I'm full."

Mortarion raised his eyebrows, "Hades, you won't go to eat the villagers' crops, will you?"

"Am I that kind of person? Mortarion, am I that kind of person?!"

"You are, judging from your behavior of leaving a word and running away, you are that kind of person."

Mortarion blocked Hades's excuse with one sentence.

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