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

Chapter 297 288. The visitor is Macado

No one expected that the person coming to Terra this time would be Regent Malcador.

Many times, the conflicts between the original bodies will indeed attract the attention of the highest authority in the empire, but usually the envoys who arrive will be the Forbidden Army - Regent Malcador's personal appearance is indeed beyond the expectations of people who know the truth.

In fact, Malcador's relationship with some of the Primarchs was not harmonious, especially Horus.

Perhaps because the Emperor gave too much power and trust to this gloomy-looking Eternal, and because Regent Malcador has been managing the empire's huge and complicated bureaucracy, the Wolf God does not think Malcador is "respectable".

Perhaps Horus's distrust was also related to his missing brother.

Malcador was also aware of the private evaluation of him by the Primarchs, especially Horus, but due to political considerations and the wishes of the Lord of Mankind, when the ships from Terra slowly sailed out of Mandeville Point, they first Went to the territory of the Moon Wolf.

No one knows exactly what they talked about, but when the other two parties to the incident arrived, Horus still maintained a polite and political tolerance, while Regent Malcador maintained a humble face. And a majestic smile.

Hades didn't think it was a good idea to reunite the two Primarchs after Mortarion's fight with Konrad Curze.

But it seems that Malcador doesn't care about this, perhaps because this powerful psyker can pin down all the Primarchs present.

They invited the Night Lords and Death Guard to a secret conference room on the Vengeful Spirit. Mortarion was annoyed by this. He didn't want Conrad Curze to appear within a kilometer of Hades, but Macca He mentioned Hades by name.

Damn psykers.

This is what Mortarion said about Malcador.

So they were here together, rushing to the conference room of the Spirit of Vengeance. Malcador's personal arrival made the three legions fall into a subtle depression. The atmosphere was very subtle, very subtle.

Hades was like a visitor visiting the Soul of Vengeance for the first time, curiously looking at the corridors they passed. Others may not be able to see it, but Hades found that all the routes they passed had been laid out. A lot of weapons——

There are very few mortal servants. Most of the soul fires detected in the Black Realm are bright and tough, and they all look like legionnaires.

It seems that the chaos left a deep impression on the Wolf God... not only on his two crazy brothers, but also on Hades's black domain.

Hades thought silently.

In the perception of the Black Realm, he could "see" that Mortarion was quite nervous, and his soul fire was dancing like an exploding flame; on the other end, far enough away, Konrad Curze The soul fire is slightly barren and chaotic, and it has been trying to leave the scope of the black realm.

Hades did not let him succeed. Even if the black domain was repeatedly diluted, he would never let Conrad Curze out of his sight again. He needed to be vigilant at all times.

Although Mortarion next to him looked like an overly nervous oversized bodyguard, he seemed ready to swing his scythe or throw the grenade on his waist at any moment.

Hades thought that Mortarion must be scolding Malcador's arrangement in his heart.

Finally they arrived, and Malcador sat there, scanning the crowd with thoughtful eyes under his hood. He glanced meaningfully at Hades, and then quickly passed by Mortarion (which was a big surprise to both of them). , a kind of mutual letting go), he glanced at Coze, the rickety giant seemed to be stabbed by his eyes, then glanced at Sevita, and finally Malcador closed his eyes.

Horus stood up to welcome his brother. Horus gave Mortarion a slightly tired and warm smile, and then smiled apologetically at Hades, but at Curze and Sevatar, The faun's smile quickly faded.

Curze and Sevatar obviously turned a blind eye to the changes in the Wolf God.

In fact, everyone present ignored the temperament exuding from Konrad Coates - the Lord of the Night had changed, he became... more depressed and melancholy, showing a kind of silence after madness. .

Sevatar hoped to block those prying eyes and those malicious considerations for his father, but he was only a Space Marine, so he could only stand upright silently, without showing a trace of timidity or fear.

After Horus's voice of welcoming guests faded, Malcador's voice rang out,

"Mortarion, Conrad, which one of you comes first?"

[In my absence, I cannot let him be in the same room with my commander again. 】

Mortarion's voice sounded calmly, but Konrad Curze, who was named, remained motionless.

"Then let's talk."

Malcador didn't hesitate at all. The old man stood up holding the scepter and glanced towards the conference room.

Mortarion did not move, and the Lord of Death looked at Konrad Curze further down the hall with undisguised contempt and hostility.

Konrad Curze's black hair covered most of his face, like a skinny and hunched monster. Facing Mortarion's hostility, Konrad Curze acted as if the Death Guard did not exist. , he raised his legs and followed Makado into the inner room.

When Konrad Curze's figure completely disappeared, the Lord of Death first glanced at Sevatar fiercely, and then began to move his steps slowly and reluctantly.

Savita felt a dull pain in her chest.

Horus nodded to the other two warriors waiting in the hall and entered the inner chamber.

Hades randomly picked a seat and sat down. In the darkness of the hall, Sejanus and Abaddon, who were wearing heavy armor, were deployed. They also led dozens of Luna Wolves.

But this time, Horus would not allow his Moon Wolves to be diplomatic.

Hades chose to trust Malcador and reduce his own black domain at the same time, because Malcador's spiritual power was also frighteningly strong. Within the detection range of the black domain, Hades felt like he was looking directly at a small sun.

Sevatar silently reviewed the halls for a week.

The atmosphere was heavy from beginning to end, and the commander of the Death Guard sat on his chair quite casually, as if he was not the center of this giant vortex.

Even the most violent storm has a calm center.

Sevatar walked over cautiously. He was betting and hoping to try to do something for the Eighth Legion, so he sat across from Hades.

Hades, who seemed to be still in a daze, moved his gaze and looked at Sevita. This Death Guard, who was significantly larger than a regular Space Marine, gave Sevita a sense of oppression.

Sevatar pursed his thin lips.

"We might be able to talk."

Hades laughed.

"sure."

he said, while the red light of his left eye stared straight at Sevatar.

Savita felt that the wound on her chest began to hurt again.

Also, I mainly think about how to write interactions next.