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

Chapter 424 2.4 Guilliman has a mother

In Macragge's reception room, Mortarion was silent.

He sat casually in a posture of slumping on the single sofa, with the sickle placed beside the armrest.

Behind Mortarion, on a sofa the size of a Space Marine, Vox and Gallo were sitting upright.

The primarch-sized single sofa in front of him was vacant, and the other participant in the conversation had not yet arrived.

Ms. Euton walked in small steps. This slightly older mortal noble lady was holding a teacup that was very huge compared to her size.

She clearly walked towards Mortarion, and Vox, who was sitting behind Mortarion, was sure that he saw his father's slightly cramped sitting posture.

Mortarion straightened up slightly, and at the same time he pressed his gas mask, and the turbid gas ejected from the holes in the mask disappeared.

Mortarion pondered for a moment. If he stood up, he would have to crouch down and bend down to barely reach the mortal lady's tea.

So he remained sitting and took the tea from Ms. Euton.

Mortarion lowered his eyes and watched the black and yellow engine oil residue between his fingers rubbing against the smooth white porcelain. He felt good about it.

Yoden smiled warmly, then she turned around and sat on the side sofa next to the empty sofa. Mortarion stared at her. He was holding the cup of tea, but he was not very interested in taking off his own. mask.

"This is the first time we meet, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Robert Guilliman's adoptive mother, Tarasha Euton."

Yodon said calmly, and she saw the Lord of Death's eyes froze for a moment, as if he was recalling the meaning of an obscure word.

...Adoptive mother.

Mortarion thought,

She is the adoptive mother of Robert Guilliman.

He thought of his adoptive father, and then thought that with Hades' help, that damn thing's head had fallen to the ground.

He has no adoptive mother, Mortarion thought. Ever since he met Hades and Karas, neither of them had a mother. Hades never mentioned his parents, but Karas would occasionally mention them in the deepest night. The mother who died early.

As far as Mortarion knew, Karas's mother was a resilient and great mother.

This is his only concept of "mother".

So...will Yudun be like that? Or is he like his adoptive father, or better than him?

Mortarion thought, but it didn't matter. The Lord of Death was indeed surprised that Guilliman had a mother, but this would not have any impact on his subsequent taunting and anger towards Guilliman.

And above Macragge, the Death Guard's navigator family is now working overtime.

As soon as they could find another way to the actual battlefield, the Death Guard left without spending any more time in the damn place.

Mortarion didn't want to know why a lamp was lit in a calm star field, as if calling for help.

Or does Guilliman think that the current situation has indeed reached the point of seeking reinforcements?

Mortarion felt his anger burning quietly. Calm down, be calm, Mortarion said to himself, you can't... trust an optimistic fool too much.

Seeing that Mortarion was silent and did not answer Juden, Juden took a breath, and then she continued to say with a smile,

"I'm sorry that Guilliman didn't arrive in time. He seems to have some urgent matters with the Legion."

Mortarion nodded slightly,

【understand. 】

he said dully, then fell silent again.

"Isn't your commander in the Legion? I heard that he likes Macragge very much. Guilliman once gave him two of Macragge's fallen rugs."

Under the hood, Mortarion's empty eyes suddenly focused on Yuden, as sharp as a wild beast.

[He is not in the Death Guard now, why do you know about him? 】

Yudun smiled and said,

"Those two tapestries are treasures of the Connaught family."

...Mortarion remembered that he had let that crazy oil guy steal those two damn things,

[Hades really liked those two tapestries. 】

Mortarion said dryly,

Yodon smiled gently,

"I have long heard that this outstanding commander in the Death Guard is good at diplomacy and is committed to making people live and work in peace and contentment - I think the Death Guard must be such a corps."

In addition to asking Guilliman for some information about the Death Guard, Joden would also naturally consult her own intelligence network. This is why even the original body found it difficult when facing some respected nobles.

To a certain extent, the nobles who rule an entire star field have a more cunning and keen political sense.

What's more, this noble is Yudun, the one who raised the original body Robert Guilliman. Even though she is old, even though she bakes cookies every day, even though her light is overshadowed by her husband, King Connaught, and son Robert. Guilliman covered up.

But what bad intentions could she have? She is now just a mother trying her best to share the pressure for her son.

There were some things, Jotun realized, that were not suitable for discussion among the Primarchs. They were too sharp-minded and did not want to be at the disadvantage of a conversation.

Mortarion couldn't understand why this damn noble lady was trying to communicate with him.

But she was right, he couldn't ignore it,

[The Death Guard is committed to overthrowing tyranny and liberating the oppressed people,]

Mortarion added,

[And construction and development after the war. 】

This is what Hades has always insisted on, and now, this is what Mortarion and the Death Guard insist on.

Yudun spoke,

"A noble pursuit, my lord, to establish a paradise for mankind's homeland. This is also what the Ultramarines pursue."

Mortarion hissed under his mask, and he thought of the Macragge he had seen. If according to the evaluation standards of the Lord of Death——

Then, Mortarion would think that the people here are a little too laid-back and lazy.

Macragge is filled with hedonistic laziness. They work very few hours every day and then go home to rest and have enough energy for entertainment.

Mortarion saw the people who crowded into the square just to join in the fun to watch the Death Guard's landing. He saw the flags they hung up with their spare energy and the simple gas masks they made.

...Frankly, Mortarion doesn't like it here.

What's more, when Mortarion thinks about the galaxy being torn apart at this moment, he can't imagine that there is such a peaceful and peaceful place in this burning galaxy -

Guilliman even lit up this star field with a stupid, glowing subspace light bulb, as if he was afraid that the war would not burn this place.

There was a suffocating breathing sound under Mortarion's respirator, and all of Barbarus's shipping lanes had been heavily guarded at the request of the Lord of Death.

but……

Mortarion thought silently,

People here don't have to work very much. Even if they do work, they can choose any job they like. On the transport plane, the Lord of Death also saw the prosperous streets of Macragge and the food stalls set up.

To his surprise, those food stalls also had flags of the two armies.

...Mortarion now knew why Hades yearned for Macragge.

For Hades, the lazy guy who delays work and grabs food as much as possible, there is no reason for him not to like it here.

Mortarion was silent, and a terrible thought came to his mind. If, if Hades was not Barbarus, but Macragge, maybe——

Perhaps with Hades's character, he would never choose to become a Space Marine.

Because Macragge's own environment is enough to meet his few personal needs.

Hades was not warlike, and Mortarion knew it.

Mortarion fell into a long silence, but in the end, what could he say?

But he sneered in his heart, as expected of Macragge.

Mortari calmed his mind and stared at Joden. The Lord of Death thought that Guilliman had Macragge and an adoptive mother. He had grown up in this lazy and false environment since he was a child.

Then some of his stupid and arrogant behavior can be explained.

Mortarion thought slowly that it was a good thing that Hades and Karas would remind him of his mistake, even though they were no longer with him now.

But this way, at least he wouldn't be as stupid as Guilliman.

The hoarse voice of the Lord of Death sounded. He suppressed his irritability, boredom and sarcasm. Now is not the time to do this.

Maybe when Guilliman comes later, he can simply taunt him, laugh at his stupidity, and then turn around and stalk away.

[Ms. Euton, Macragge’s prosperity is obvious to all. 】

Mortarion said, thinking about what he should say to dissuade this woman's excessive desire to talk.

"But you are not very satisfied here?"

Euton said, but there was no aggression in her eyes;

Mortarion took an irritated breath. What should he say to such a person? It's all nonsense and it won't be of any use. He hates nonsense.

He should talk to Guilliman, who is really in charge, and laugh loudly at his stupidity, and then the innocent man in blue armor will reflect on his stupid behavior in a decent way - at least Mortarion tried his best to prevent Guilliman from doing it again. Make mistakes.

【The life and people here are too leisurely. 】

Mortarion said impatiently,

[Do they know what is happening now? 】

Yudun smiled and said,

"Maybe they don't know what's going on, but the Legion does."

Yudun's calm voice sounded,

"Actually, sir, we are cautious about what happened at this moment. Everything happened so suddenly. The star torch went out and all our long-distance communications were cut off."

Jotun shook her head, and she looked at Mortarion sincerely,

"On my own behalf, my lord, I ask you to tell me some current information. I am worried about Lord Guilliman because of recent events. He has been working for several weeks, but due to our limitations, we are still Don’t know what happened.”

"I heard from Guilliman that the Death Guard, you, and Lord Hades are all excellent anti-psionic people. Maybe you know some information we urgently need."

Yudun said sincerely,

"You may not understand our behavior, but this is the only thing we can do when we don't understand the current situation."

Yudun paused.

"I'm sorry, my lord, this is a mother's urgent personal request, you may...not answer me."

Mortarion, silent.

If Hades were present, Hades, who was proficient in foreign affairs, would definitely call the despicable mortal nobleman the upright old farmer Barbarus.

While Mortarion was keen on malice, he was certainly unfamiliar with dealing with good.

Mortarion breathed calmly. After a long enough silence, Mortarion spoke slowly again, but with an extra...respect?

[Lady Euton, you raised my brother Guilliman. 】

Mortarion asked abruptly,

[What does this feel like? Would you throw him off a cliff or into a pit of beasts because you wanted him to become stronger? 】

He stared at Yudun, his eyes bright,

Yoden did not expect that the center of Mortarion's conversation suddenly turned to her. Now the rhythm of the conversation was abruptly terminated. She was stuck.

"No, no, I will not do anything... cruel to Guilliman. If someone does this to him, then I will do my best to protect him."

Yudun said firmly,

[But these will not kill him, Guilliman is the original body. 】

Mortarion said,

"No, no, my lord, talking about this in front of a mother is beyond the bounds."

Jotun said decisively, even if it meant rejecting a Primarch, one with an eccentric personality that even Guilliman found difficult.

Mortarion was thoughtful, he stared at Joden, and then slowly took off his gas mask,

He raised the cup of half-cooled tea and took a sip. The cup bottomed out instantly.

Obviously, Mortarion had never drunk tea, or did not understand the etiquette of drinking tea.

But no one here would give him a hard time.

Mortarion swallowed the tea and thought thoughtfully.

[You certainly don't seem like the type to do that, and I'm glad to realize that you treated Guilliman kindly. 】

This was the mother... Mortarion thought, it was not the adoptive father who threw him off the cliff anyway, which was why Guilliman was so kind to his mother.

What Yodon said just now really shocked Mortarion enough.

That Guilliman had a mother who looked out for him... was... odd, Mortarion thought.

Out of this strange feeling, Mortarion decided to pay a little more respect to this brave mortal lady.

But he would never waver in his desire to ridicule Guilliman.

It's strange, because Jotun raised Guilliman and he decided to respect Guilliman's mother, Jotun, but he wasn't prepared to respect Guilliman.

[I retract my previous malicious speculation,]

Mortarion said dryly,

[If you are offended by this, then I take back my previous words. 】

Yudun smiled, and she slowly put away her vigilance,

"I was too vigilant,"

she says,

"It takes a lot of courage to talk to the Primarch, and you—my lord—"

[Looks more likely to scare you. 】

Mortarion said,

[I know, they all said that. 】

[Every time I conquer a planet, my brothers will be called kings and kings, but I will only get the titles of Death and Nightmare. 】

Mortarion laughed and took off his mask. He looked even more terrifying with his dry smile.

Yudun smiled and said,

"But I know that's not the case. Appearance is by no means the criterion for judging a person's character. Sir, I believe you are a noble person."

[Novelty evaluation. 】

Mortarion said, as he stared at the cup that had been drained in one gulp. The tea stems were floating alone at the bottom of the cup. He thought about it. He didn't resent others judging him. Maybe his brothers thought it was rude.

But Mortarion actually allowed others to judge him or point out his mistakes, which is what Karas and Hades did -

They saw through his horrible appearance and chose to point out his shortcomings directly to him.

Mortarion thought as his keen hearing heard footsteps outside the corridor.

The Lord of Death spoke slowly,

[Ms. Youton, I have to refuse your plea. In fact, I don’t know what happened. 】

【but--】

Mortarion said, putting down his cup and holding out a hand to Jotun.

[If you are interested, I welcome you to sit on the Death Guard at any time. The Death Guard is definitely safer than Macragge. I can guarantee this. 】

The door was slammed open, and Mortarion turned around to see Guilliman with an unbelievable look on his face.

Mortarion raised his eyebrows.

[Mortarion! ! ! 】

Guilliman roared.

Now it's Guilliman who wants to kill Mortarion.

Mortarion didn't think he said anything wrong.

4.5k words, yay!

Guilliman, feel the pain! ! ! !

ps, this volume of The Great Rebellion may be more lively. I am referring to the bright side of the empire. The years are quiet here, and the dark side is moving forward with heavy burdens.