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

The cloth flag slowly drooped, and the dim light cast uneven shadows with the folds on it.

In the meeting room of the Death Guard, several captains and think tanks were sitting at the table.

Mortarion sat at the head, lowering his eyes to listen to Barasin's report.

The reorganization of the Death Guard's think tank has been roughly completed. Fernando will be the leader of the newly established Undertaker. The name of the chief think tank will be changed to Lantern Bearer, and the Undertaker team will move to the lower floor of the original think tank library area as a warning.

The newly established Gravekeepers will be led by the former captain of the Seventh Company, Garo. Most of the team members are rational veterans of the moderate and neutral factions. Some of the Barbarus who performed well and still showed rationality and restraint after experiencing the illusion were also incorporated into this team as temporary members.

The former captain of the Seventh Company was replaced by Blanca.

The company arrangement of the Barbarus people has also been determined, which is basically the same as the company division during the initial training of recruits, but some Barbarus people voluntarily signed up to go to the Seventh Company, and the total number of these people is less than 500.

Vox was transferred to the First Company as a lower-ranking replacement for Barasi.

Mortarion knew some of the negotiations and competitions among these Terran Anbu.

If it were before, he would only despise these secret little actions and decide to put these people on the edge.

But now, in the face of that dark future, every warrior will have their role, even if Mortarion is still a little unhappy.

So he simply kept silent and deliberately watched these veterans communicate with him through Hades.

Hades can handle it anyway.

If Hades knew what Mortarion was thinking, he would definitely wail again that this big brother really didn't listen.

As for Hades' position, he is the only untouchable person in the Death Guard at present, so Mortarion simply didn't give him a position, but directly incorporated him into the Death Shroud.

After the Death Guards find the Untouchables, they will start to give the Untouchables team to Hades to lead.

Death Shroud, Mortarion's guards, he currently selected five guards on Barbarus to form his defense team.

These soldiers wearing Terminator power armor will become Mortarion's scythe.

Mortarion still remembers Hades' surprise when he announced the list and composition of the Death Shrouds.

"Ah, why five?"

There are still two vacancies that Mortarion wants to fill with Untouchables.

"I-"

But before he could say it, Hades interrupted him,

"Why don't you use seven?"

"Why do you think I will deploy seven guards?"

This time, Hades was stuck again. Brother, look at your company, you just need to carve seven on your forehead.

But he accurately judged that he couldn't say that through Mortarion's rhetorical question and tone, "Well, why?" In fact, in the basic knowledge of Barbarus, there is a part of numerology. And the knowledge on Barbarus was monopolized by the alien lords before. Compared with those books that teach people to torture people and sacrifice, Mortarion still prefers to read numerology. Seven is a wonderful number, like a sickle, and it is the loneliest prime number under ten. Sometimes, there is no reason for liking and habit. But now. Mortarion glanced at Hades who was playing dumb there. "It's five, not seven." Ah. Ah, ah? Hades would not know that he ended Mortarion's choice of seven in a wonderful way. Barazin's report continued, and the echo of each task was almost the same as Mortarion expected. Time passed by minute by minute, and the reorganization report of the Death Guard was about to end-

A servitor wearing a green and white robe came in. Unlike ordinary servitors, it had a thin gold edge on the edge of its robe, which showed its difference.

It walked to Mortarion and knelt down, holding a slender cylindrical secret box engraved with golden patterns in both hands, and the Imperial double-headed eagle shone on it.

The other captains present and those who were transferred held their breath and lowered their heads to avoid it.

Generally speaking, after the initial running-in period of the legion, the Emperor would let a respected Primarch lead their brothers to continue learning and integrate into the circle of Primarchs.

Generally speaking, Horus, the Primarch of the 16th Legion, the Luna Wolves, would teach the newly joined Primarch.

As the "first" Primarch to be found, Horus had led most of the legions in the years when the Primarchs had not been found. His humble and kind image had left a deep impact on the 14th Legion.

I hope the content of this letter is that the Emperor asked their Primarch to go to Horus to learn, not something else.

Perhaps Mortarion and other Barbarus people are not clear yet, but for Chief Commander Barazin, this letter came a little early.

If the information transmission time from Terra to here is counted, plus the administrative processing time, then the time when this letter was sent will be exactly the days when they experienced the illusion.

No, it won’t happen, Barazin said in his heart.

If it is really the worst possibility, then they will not face a letter.

Mortarion frowned, took off the combat gloves he usually wore, and picked up the secret letter from the servitor with his bare hands. After identifying the genetic code of the commander of the Fourteenth Legion, a thin crack opened from the golden box, revealing a piece of kraft paper carefully tied with gold wire.

As if impatient, Mortarion removed the thread and unfolded the letter.

The emperor's exclusive golden emblem and Malcador's coat of arms flashed past the end of the letter.

After a long time, Mortarion spoke slowly.

"I have been asked to travel to Terra immediately."

Barasin looked up;

"Lord Legion Commander, do you want the legion to prepare the return fleet immediately?"

"No, I'm the only one going."

"They. This afternoon, Standard Terra will send a fleet over at four o'clock."

"The hidden port on the right side of the Endurance will be opened then."

Under the hood, Mortarion's face was unclear.

"Balazyn, now, let all the soldiers return to the lounge immediately and be on alert."

Mortarion suddenly said something again.

"Let the Foundry Hall maintain normalcy, and other departments that have contact with outside the Legion maintain normalcy."

"Also, those envoys want to see Hades."

At noon that day, 12 o'clock Terra Standard Time.

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"Vox, don't be nervous."

Mortarion sat in a conference room that was significantly smaller than the original body, expressionless, looking at Vox opposite him.

He had also looked for Morag, who was originally classified as a death shroud.

After listening to Hades's opinion, Mortarion specially found two Barbarians to arrange the affairs after he left.

One light and one dark.

"Yes, my lord."

"I will be away from the legion for a period of time. During this period, I will leave matters related to the Barbarus descendants to you."

Why not Senior Hades?

If it weren't for Karastifon, Vox would still be able to understand that Karas was obviously treated coldly by the original body after the duel field incident. What's more, Terra's management no longer thinks highly of Karas.

"I give you four orders, you must handle them well."

Vox remained motionless, awaiting his mission from the Primarch.

"First, take good care of every Barbarus."

"Second, train your abilities as soon as possible. I hope that after I come back, there will be Barbarus people in the legion who are qualified to serve as managers."

"Third, keep in close contact with the newly-established tombkeeper unit and make sure that no one is troubled by the illusion anymore."

"Article 4,"

Motali settled down for a moment,

"Try to handle the relationship between the Barbarians and the Terrans as well as possible."

The hoarse language of the original body seemed to still echo in the room, and Vox's heart trembled. Even though the situation Lord Mortarion was facing may not be clear now, he still arranged for the behind-the-scenes management of the Barbarus people.

"Yes, sir, in the name of Barbarus, Death Guard Vox will fulfill his mission."

at the same time.

.

Familiar room, familiar smell, except that only Balazin, Gallo and Fernando were present.

Hades blinked, and the mechanical clock walked slowly.

"So, now Mortarion is going to Terra alone, while the Legion is on standby for training?"

Barasin nodded.

"Also, Terra's emissary asks to see you."

Probably, it can't be an arrest warrant, right?

Regarding the Death Guard and Mortarion, if it is this time and Hades himself is mentioned, then it is most likely about the previous illusion.

In Hades's inference, the other party should have come to check their purity.

This doesn't matter. Under Hades' screening, there is currently no trace of corruption in the entire Death Guard team.

But for Hades himself. The only thing that Hades is unclear about at the moment is the empire's attitude towards him. Will he really want to punish the person who caused the incident on the spot?

He thought about his obituary. He had shed blood for the empire, he had served the emperor, no!

Well, it shouldn't be like this. He was captured to death and worked as a coolie in Terra.

Putting this aside for the time being, Hades decided to give Barasin and others some warning.

He looked at Barasin,

"Watch Calastyphon."

The silent black ship sailed through space, slowly reaching its target.

In the long and dark corridor of the Endurance, the Imperial Guard and the Sisters of Silence were moving forward.

The sonorous footsteps echoed in the corridor, and an annoying aura filled the air.

In the conference room near the deck, Mortarion stood in the middle, wearing full armor.

Barazin and Hades were also wearing full power armor, standing behind Mortarion and waiting.

This scene always felt familiar to Hades.

The leading Imperial Guard stepped forward and performed the aquila salute as quickly as a dragonfly. Without waiting for a response, or perhaps he did not expect Mortarion and others to respond, he quickly put it down again.

The Sisters of Silence behind the Imperial Guard handed him a golden cube, and then the nuns evacuated backwards in order, away from the golden cube.

When the Imperial Army placed the golden square on the ground, a person's projection appeared on the square.

ordinary.

This was the first feeling he gave Hades.

Just like the most common administrative officials in the empire, the visitor is a slightly stooped and thin old man, wearing ceremonial uniforms and a plain cloak, with a politeness on his face that does not seem to come from the heart. The smile is like that of an official who goes to do administrative matters and then pushes you around.

However, he held a scepter, with a golden eagle burning in flames at the tip of the scepter, and stared at the people in the room.

Malcador, the Seal Bearer.

As if to show his sincerity, the old man's wrinkled hands slowly took off his hood.

He looked at Mortarion, at the newly found heir of the Emperor.

Then Malcador's smile deepened.

"Hello, Mortarion, this is our first meeting."

"Please allow me to briefly introduce myself. I am a minister of the emperor and currently responsible for various administrative affairs of the empire."

Mortarion didn't move.

As a psyker he met for the first time, if he didn't show any malice like this, then Mortarion would have shown his greatest tolerance.

"That gentleman is still heading towards the universe. He is still busy with the war, so I will take care of your affairs for the time being."

"original,"

Malcador stretched out a hand, palm upward, as if to show his sincerity,

"Your brother Horus will be involved, but now, I realize that something unexpected has happened, so I have to change the plan for now."

When he said the word "accident", Hades swore that Malcador definitely looked at him.

"We will not pursue it. Each legion has their own privacy."

"But for the next period of time, the Death Guard will need to station a team of Sisters of Silence on the perimeter of the Endurance."

"Can."

Mortarion nodded.

Letting the Untouchables stay on the Endurance for a longer period of time is also what Mortarion hopes to see.

Still, he hopes to build his own team of untouchables.

Seeing Mortarion agree, Malcador put down his hand,

"Then, please leave for Terra, Mortarion, where you will need further study."

"certainly,"

Malcador's expression became serious,

"This is also his will."

The heavy footsteps faded away, led by the Custodes, the Primarch was about to leave, and the remaining company commanders also went to see them off.

The Sisters of Silence who lined up also left under the leadership of Barasin to discuss the next work.

However, in the conference room, on the golden cube, Malcador's projection was intermittent.

The eyes above his hooked nose stared at Hades, who was still standing here.

Well, according to what Hades said, there is a beauty in Malcador's eyes that is forced to work overtime.

After the primarch left, Malcador seemed to put aside his previous etiquette.

"You, outsider."

Hades shuddered.

Outsider? !

Does he know that I am not from this world? !

As if he knew what Hades was thinking, Malcador's voice continued to sound,

"Watch your mouth."

The old man looked at Hades helplessly and angrily.

“I’ve met so many, all kinds of people and managed so many talented people.”

"But you, you, Hades."

"You're the first one I've ever seen."

Such a smart and stupid being.

Why had the Emperor chosen him?

Malcador knew that the Emperor was still a human being after all, and he also made mistakes.

But this is also the reason why he, Malcador, exists.

At this point, Malcador sighed lightly,

It's not necessarily a bad thing that something he tried so hard to hide was revealed in front of a heir.

After that, it was up to Malcador to confirm whether Mortarion could accept the information.

If it is not suitable.

"That's all."

He looked at the culprit,

"Now, you go contact the Forge Master of the Death Guard and ask him to recommend you to go to Mars to become a technical sergeant."

"?"

"And, don't reveal everything that happened on the Death Guard, including your meeting with me."

Not all Magi Machiavelli welcome the Empire.

"Save these memories in your left brain, and the Mechanicus will not find them out."

Hades was still confused, but Malcador's patience seemed to have been exhausted in the conversation with Mortarion just now. With a buzz, the intermittent projection suddenly stopped.

ha?

The door opened and a Sister of Silence walked in and took the golden cube.

Hades was left with a head full of questions.

Thanks to the leader of Xianxianque, I will work hard! !

Thanks to the leader of Shanyi Shuiling, I will work hard! !

(_) Current debt situation, 3 main plots + 2 extras.

Hmm. A kind person told me that the name of the gravekeeper was taken by the Dead Guard Terminator, so the name scrapper arrested people overnight to help me think of a name.

But then I thought about it again. Why not let the Terminator troops change their names? Please, I have tried my best to come up with a name (it just so happens that there may be a plot later on)

At the same time, some organizational structures were changed... The naming really killed me.

The political commissar is the gravekeeper, the think tank is the mourner, and the chief think tank is the lamplighter.

Thanks again to Bvafn Clatzemann for his naming support.

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