Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !
Chapter 701 149 [Before the assassination]
Chapter 701 149.【Before the assassination】
【past】
【Terra】
They were very comfortable then, although sometimes they felt busy and tired.
But the malice of this world is far greater than they imagined - the vast ocean stares at them, on the other side far away from the five senses.
【another beautiful day. 】
Angron's voice came from behind him, and Guilliman smelled the fragrance of pastries. He did not look back, but just immersed himself in the desk in front of his desk.
The early morning light shone on the paper in front of Regent Guilliman. The sky had just turned white, and a few stars were still shining on the light gray sky, gradually disappearing in the sunlight.
The smoked parchment exudes a subtle aroma.
【dangdang,】
Angron put down the dessert plate in his hand, and the porcelain plate hit the desk with a crisp sound.
[Shell-feuille, Sicilian cannoli, maritozzo, and some other things - I went to the kitchen to grab some food. 】
Guilliman originally wanted to continue approving the documents, but Angron's arm had already been inserted involuntarily, blocking him from the documents, so Guilliman took a deep breath and raised his eyes.
The Butcher's Nails on Angron's head had long been removed. The original body did not choose a bald head or neat short hair. Influenced by his hometown, Angron grew his hair long and combed it into dreadlocks.
However, the moment Guilliman raised his head, he found Angron staring at him intently, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in Guilliman's heart.
Angron is extremely sensitive to emotions, and the moment the Lord of Red Sand's rough and clear eyes, as clear as the red sand in a gladiatorial arena, stare at you - you know that you have been seen through by him.
Even though he had worked with Angron for a long time, Guilliman was still not used to this feeling. The Primarchs were all private beings, but Angron could directly take off their masks.
As expected, Angron asked a question that was not offensive.
【Still worried? Why not have some dessert first? 】
[I must make adequate plans. 】
Guilliman stretched out his hand to take the snacks brought by Angron. The Lord of Red Sand pushed the plate again. Guilliman decisively ignored the cannoli and Maritozzo, which would stain his hands, and chose the mille-feuille. .
The slightly sweet taste bloomed on the tip of the tongue. This was Guilliman's final stubbornness in front of Angron. He found that the taste of the Lord of Red Sand was too sweet for a Macragge - it was still bearable. within the range.
But this subtle emotion was not noticed by the Lord of Red Sand, otherwise Angron would bring a cup of coffee next time.
Guilliman did not intend to let Angron know about this, as a small retaliation for his emotional changes being seen through.
Seeing him eating, Angron did not press forward step by step. The Lord of Red Sand took two steps at the right time to play with the plants Guilliman had placed on the windowsill.
[I understand you, Guilliman, but our trip is destined to go awry. 】
Angron laughed. The Lord of Mankind was about to wake up. They planned to travel around the empire to collect faith and lay the foundation for Guilliman's retirement plan to see if the government on Terra could leave Guilliman. Functions normally with Sanguinius.
[There will always be various mistakes, let people try to break away from the original body's management. 】
Guilliman nodded. He was indeed a little hungry and picked up another mille-feuille.
After staying up all night to review and approve documents, Guilliman was checking the tax department's bills. This part was too complicated, so he had to stay up all night to check it. Guilliman expected that he would need another week to check the accounts for this quarter.
[So registration is required,]
Guilliman said,
[They can make mistakes, but I need to make sure their mistakes don't lead to big mistakes. 】
Angron paused, then wandered around Guilliman's study aimlessly again, his eyes scanning Guilliman's bookshelf, "The Republic", "Leviathan", "Shakespeare's Fragments"... Guilliman loves to collect ancient Terran political and literary works.
To Guilliman's surprise, he once bumped into this brother who liked to spar in the gladiatorial arena, reading quietly.
Angron prefers to read absurd tragedies that describe the resistance but failure of low-level people, as well as some unique children's picture books. This discovery shocked Guilliman, and he realized that Angron might be far more cautious and cautious than he appeared. exquisite.
Although the image of a man with dreadlocks covered in scars and muscular muscles reading a children's picture book in a serious manner is too weird.
【I sometimes think,】
Angron was thoughtful and avoided looking at Guilliman's hand reaching for the cannoli. He guessed that Guilliman had just wanted to eat something casually, but in fact, the original was already hungry.
And after Guilliman gets his hands dirty, he will choose to have breakfast with Angron instead of continuing to approve documents.
This requires step-by-step induction.
[Have we spoiled the officials too well, Guilliman, we should let humanity grow up on its own. 】
Angron laughed again,
[No, I actually didn’t do anything. 】
[So we need a complete training system,]
Guilliman said that he had no intention of approving the documents. The plate of snacks Angron had brought was a drop in the bucket for the Primarch's size.
[Complete official schools, religious schools, transfers back to Terra based on performance after thirty years of deployment, and at least thirteen error correction mechanisms. I think the current system does not need to be changed. 】
【I mean,】
Angron spread his hands,
[Do you think people think that the Primarch is immortal? I mean, they are not mentally prepared to be fully mature. ]
Angron stared at the white hair on Guilliman's temples. During the years he worked with Guilliman, Angron deeply realized the destructive power of government affairs. It was so powerful that it could kill a demigod.
Angron thought he was the one who was killed.
Angron was a little annoyed. He shouldn't have mentioned these things when Guilliman was eating. This would make the Primarch feel negative when he ate next time.
But he had no choice. Guilliman ignored a batch of documents. The closer he got to the departure date, the more he spun like a busy top.
Born to work hard.
Angron felt a little emotional and sympathetic. He thought Guilliman should let go of some things sometimes and allow some mistakes, but Guilliman could not forgive himself for his dereliction of duty.
Guilliman paused and suddenly asked again,
[How is Sanguinius? 】
【He is not going to have breakfast with us. He is still practicing and trying to communicate with the Lord of Mankind. 】
Sanguinius tried to visit the Lord of Mankind again and again. He pondered under the Golden Throne and meditated for days.
After each meditation, the light on Sanguinius became more dazzling.
【You mean...】
Guilliman hesitated, but Angron immediately spoke,
【No political associations, Guilliman, I mean only the literal consciousness. 】
Well, in fact, Angron was hinting at their attitude towards the Emperor, but Guilliman mistakenly associated it with Sanguinius and Mortarion.
Guilliman was too realistic, so his attention would be focused on the recent disputes first.
【I thought you were talking about what our brother said. 】
They were silent for a second. Mortarion had sternly warned them not to continue to expand the state religion, and told Angron and Guilliman to be wary of Sanguinius.
【So how is Mortarion now? 】
【Nothing is different. 】
Guilliman said casually,
【All the accounts reported by the Storm Segmentum are false. 】
Angron laughed,
【You should teach him how to fake, or maybe your review is too strict. 】
【I don't deny that Mortarion's forgery skills are superb, but some traces are too rough-】
Guilliman hesitated and paused,
【It's like someone who has never experienced political struggles. 】
Angron could not deny that,
【The Death Guard has a one-man show. 】
He said, at least for now,
【He has some candidates for correction... but I think Mortarion's descendants are not willing to strongly resist the original body. 】
They all thought of another Death Guard who claimed to have disappeared or died.
Guilliman shook his head,
【I am very worried about him. After the explosion of Cadia... Mortarion's condition is not stable. 】
This is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see. Mortarion is obviously more extreme and more unstable. His psychic power is like his broken and extreme thoughts, attacking everyone unconsciously.
Guilliman heard something even worse from the joint report of the Assassin's Court and the Inquisition. On the Endurance, Mortarion may have lost control and killed his offspring.
Out of caution and the belief that Mortarion did not want others to know about this, Guilliman did not tell his other brothers about it, but simply sealed all the files.
However, the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court, Sevatar, who came to report, did not care about this matter at all. Sevatar's original words were,
"It's just killing a few Space Marines of this Legion."
Accompanied by the unique sneer of the bat.
Angron stopped and smiled bitterly in his heart. In fact, the Lord of Red Sand believed that the existing Primarchs were all mentally unstable. Sanguinius was alienated and indifferent, Guilliman was busy and anxious, and Mortarion...
Mortarion's mental state was so beautiful that Angron was afraid after seeing it.
The Lord of Red Sand strongly suggested that Mortarion stay with him for a while, but Mortarion firmly refused him. The reason given by the Lord of Pale was that he was just confused due to unstable psychic energy.
Sometimes he showed extraordinary calmness and tranquility, as if he didn't care about anything; sometimes he was extremely paranoid, as if everything was against him.
Angron hoped that Mortarion would give him a break and let him relax. After more than two thousand years, he should let it go.
But... Angron smiled bitterly in his heart again. Under the starry sky of Terra, the Lord of Red Sand sometimes woke up on the edge of dreams and reality, with red eyes, as if he had returned to the day when his gladiator teacher died.
[I suggest - I suggest that we go to breakfast now. ]
Angron shrugged and skipped this conversation.
………………
[Past]
[Storm Starfield]
[Mortarion said he didn't plan to see us. ]
Angron leaned against the observation window, half of his face pressed against the cold window, staring at the hive planet in front of them with a little loss.
This is a very prosperous hive city, serving as a diplomatic node between the Storm Segment and the Empire. In the two largest hive cities on the north and south sides of the planet, there are churches that cover almost half of the plate.
One side is golden, representing the state religion; the other side is dark, representing the Dark Church.
The Dark Church is a unique institution in the Storm Segment built by the Pale Lord himself.
Sanguinius stood beside the seated Angron, frowning, staring at the darkness in that hemisphere,
Angron stared out the window for a while, then turned his head away when he felt bored, and stretched out his hand to smooth the archangel's feathers.
[I never thought that the scale of the Hades Cult would reach this level. 】
In Sanguinius's eyes, it was difficult to distinguish. When there was a state religion, it was taboo to establish another religion. However, with Sanguinius's forgiveness, Mortarion still used Hades to resist the infiltration of the state religion.
【Are you dissatisfied? 】
Angron asked casually, picking up the gold chain among the white feathers with his hand to play with. Sanguinius may have felt itchy, and his wings moved slightly.
【I just……】
Sanguinius sighed softly,
[I don’t know how to face our brother, he hates me. 】
[Mortarion is like that,]
Angron said, laughing,
[Don’t take it too seriously, he just has a bad face, but he is actually very caring at heart. 】
Angron lied to comfort the angel.
The last time they met, Mortarion's heart stinked worse than his face.
Thinking of this, Angron looked at Sanguinius again. Sanguinius's mood was as before, like a fluffy and shining feather. Now the light was slightly dimmed because Sanguinius was in a bad mood.
Angron has also made up his mind. He will take this opportunity to leave the Storm Star Territory. Since Mortarion cannot come over, he will go over.
Mortarion resented Sanguinius and Guilliman, so Angron thought it would be better to stay alone with Mortarion for a while.
He planned to talk to Mortarion, anything, just to get Mortarion out of his feverish paranoia, or to make Mortarion feel better.
As early as the beginning, Angron realized that Mortarion was extremely insecure and insecure. Except for his comrades, he believed that the entire world was against him.
In this regard, Angron went to search for the origin of Mortarion. He believed that it was the childhood experience under his adoptive father that led to Mortarion's mental disability, and various subsequent deeds aggravated his delusions of murder.
Even though Guilliman and Sanguinius are also disabled, their personalities can still heal themselves.
Angron was silent. After he fell asleep due to the battle with the Void Dragon, the other primarchs did not pay attention to Mortarion's situation. He was a little annoyed that he had not noticed anything wrong with Mortarion before.
Sanguinius sighed again, bringing Angron's thoughts back to reality.
[I am not an unreasonable person... So let us see what the Hades Sect he founded is. 】
Before this, due to his status, Sanguinius had never set foot in the territory of Hades.
Angron laughed,
[I believe that our brothers will manage the land very well...after all, it is in the name of his former comrades. 】
Angron once again looked at the hive city from a distance. Beyond the sight of the Lord of Red Sand and the Archangel, the Plutonian Cathedral, which was made of black stone, was dim and dull. It had already turned into the hum of the black stone on the psychic side. With.
Holding a sickle in his hand, the mist billows under the towering and deep figure of Pluto.
…………
【Now】
Hades was silent for a moment,
"Old Mo, were you really planning to kill your brother at that time, or..."
【I pretended. 】
Mortarion raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, but he was unusually relaxed.
[Previously on Terra, I really wanted to kill Sanguinius, but I couldn't defeat the cooperation between Sanguinius and Angron. 】
Next to them, Guilliman coughed awkwardly.
[After this, I realized what the Lord of Humanity really wanted,]
Mortarion opened a hand,
[It was too late. Even if Hades was promoted as the state religion at that time, the emperor, who had been fed by strong faith for thousands of years, was on the verge of collapse, and the dam needed to be released. 】
If it weren't for the Primarchs' vigorous promotion of the state religion, Mortarion believes that the ultimate pressure-resistant king like Huang Pizi would have been able to persist for much longer, perhaps for thousands of years.
So after this Mortarion acquiesced in Sanguinius's sacrifice.
Hades felt horrified for a moment,
"Then what is Sanguinius..."
【Both is and is not. 】
Mortarion said calmly, subconsciously looking at Guilliman. Guilliman pursed his lips tightly and his face was covered with a haze.
[We have all overlooked one thing... Sanguinius himself has a strong duality. I think his essence will be an opposite but twin existence. If you insist on asking, then I think the bright side of Sanguinius We were never deceived from beginning to end. 】
[He disguises himself very well. 】
Mortarion said,
[I think... I may have seen another side of him in advance, but I just regarded it as a symbol of his corruption. 】
Mortarion nodded towards Guilliman.
[Go on, my friend. 】
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