Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

As the nominal leader of the Night Lords, the actual Primarch, the greatest problem child under the Emperor, the most outstanding shameless scum among the Primarchs, the irregular mobile climate disaster on the [Aurora], the number one product of Morgan Early Education Group: Conrad didn't realize until just now that he seemed to have made a ridiculous mistake.

Although he had already witnessed the figure of Corax in his 99th prophetic dream, and deeply remembered this damn guy with special abilities that made him envious, it was not until this empty-headed little crow really flew into the human empire and became a new wave rushing from the Redemption Star that the Midnight Ghost suddenly discovered...

How come the first flood named Corax rushed to him, the Dragon King?

This little bastard who was completely accepted by the shadow was indeed incompatible with him:

The Midnight Ghost slumped in the chair, feeling that his teeth were sour.

This little bastard Corax, who has not even shown his face yet, has already taken away Conrad's unbridled special status on the Aurora, his supreme power in the shadow of the battleship, and his prime apartment that he had rented for free for forty years: when this guy really steps on the battleship deck, Conrad may not even be able to defend his inherent territory in the ventilation duct!

After all, who knows if this guy also likes to drill into the ventilation duct: it is said that before he revolted on the Redemption Star, the prisoners he adopted took him back to the cage one by one and hid him in places like ventilation ducts to avoid the inspections of the prison guards.

"Hiss..."

When the Nostramo thought that there would be an unknown bird's nest in his own private plot of land in the void, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He completely shrank himself in the soft leather chair, carefully raised his eyelids, and glanced at his sister: Morgan no longer paid attention to Conrad's reaction. After issuing the notice, she continued to concentrate on the many official duties on the table.

But this silence made Conrad feel a little desperate. He knew Morgan. This attitude had already shown that the words of the Lord of Avalon asking him to move were a notice, not a discussion, and there was no room for maneuver: Want to change Morgan's decision? It's better to try to make Leman Russ a vegetarian.

At least, the latter should not endanger Conrad's physical integrity.

"... Heh..."

Midnight Haunter is having fun in the midst of suffering.

So, instead of trying in vain to change Morgan's mind, he should think of a more practical way: for example, he should think about where he threw the double bunk bed he slept in with Alpharius last time? Maybe Corax would agree to sleep on the upper bunk, who knows? At most, he could give Corax half of the room. People like Little Crow should be used to collective life. If he is not used to it, Conrad thinks he can only make things difficult for Sevatar: Although the Prince of Crows was also assigned to Conrad's original room by Morgan, Sevatar finally refused this assignment, so Morgan gave the Prince of Crows a super-standard single accommodation room. The kind that can squeeze in an extra Primarch. Midnight Ghost thought that Sevatar would not refuse to share the bunk bed with him, and could be persuaded to sleep on the upper bunk: if his beloved son really couldn't save face, then he could give this bunk bed to Sevatar. After all, the Crow Prince had been jumping around in the Dawnbreaker Legion for so long, and he should be able to find one or two friends who are willing to live with him in a group.

...right?

"...tsk... down and out..."

Conrad smacked his lips, but his heart was beating a drum.

But if he thought about it carefully, he was not panicking. If it really didn't work, he could also return to his first residence on the [Aurora]: don't forget, he had built a cozy nest deep in the bottom deck of this Glorious Queen-class giant ship.

However, it is said that due to the continuous increase in the population on the ship and the continuous advancement of Morgan's [battleship life transformation plan], it has been transformed into an indoor park, and every day there are mortal crew families on vacation holding picnics there.

Hmm...

Conrad doesn't mind if someone holds a family picnic in his open-air bedroom. Maybe they will give him a sandwich as the entrance fee to the park. According to the atmosphere of the Aurora, there should be many mortal families who would like to add a surprise item of "dining with the Primarch" to their family weekend picnic.

After all, he, Conrad, is also half a national treasure of Avalon, isn't he? There is even a special column for him on this battleship, facing those pre-school children and foreign tourists: Conrad, a wild gene Primarch who should be protected...

"... Hehehe... There should be encouragement to feed (whispering)..."

＃Nostramo-style joy＃

[What are you thinking about, Conrad? ]

"I'm imagining a Primarch theme park plan that can generate revenue for your battleships to promote economic development in the Far Eastern Frontier: Do you want to listen to my plan, Morgan? If you want follow-up investment, that's not impossible. After all, I think the plan I came up with can lead to the industrial upgrading of your Avalon."

【……】

Morgan narrowed his eyes.

[Do you know what official document I am reading about? Conrad? 】

"What?"

【The perfect city. 】

"……ah"

Midnight Ghost licked his teeth and showed a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Don't worry, Morgan. I don't have the crazy idea to build a huge emperor-themed amusement park like Luojia. But now that we have said this, our genetic father has decided to send you to solve the problem of the living Messiah. The mess Ya caused?"

[He can't think of a better candidate. 】

Morgan snorted slightly, but there was a hint of helplessness and bitterness in her pride.

[Even people like Horus, Fulgrim or Vulkan would not be able to handle such a problem, and smart guys like Jaghatai Khan or Sanguinius would have to deal with it earlier. Just stay away from him: As for the Robert he originally expected? That's an even worse option. 】

[But even so, he still insisted that I take Robert with me. 】

"Do you know why?"

The Midnight Ghost licked his teeth.

【……you know? 】

Morgan raised an eyebrow: after much hesitation, she decided to trust her brother.

"I just figured it out not long ago."

Conrad huddled in his position, swaying his hips comfortably.

"Although our brother Colchis is a hopeless coward and the most humble trash in my mind, there is one thing we have to admit: his belief in the Emperor, at least in On the surface, it seems to be pure and flawless, and he does have a set of perfect logic that can justify himself. "

"Do you know what this means?"

"This means that no matter which Primarch is sent by the Emperor to deal with the problem of the Perfect City, this envoy will eventually have to confront Lorgar face to face: if this Primarch does not want a bloody conflict to break out, He must have a verbal argument with Luo Jia in the hope of convincing his brother."

"But the sad thing is that, except for our extremely stubborn brother Macragge, every Primarch: I mean, every Primarch including me, has the tendency to be verbally debated by that coward. risk of defeat or even direct assimilation.”

[...Are you serious, Conrad? 】

Morgan raised his eyebrows. Even the always cautious Lord of Avalon felt that Conrad's words were a bit too alarmist: although she did not know Luo Jia very well, she did not believe that anyone would rely on words alone. She could assimilate a Primarch, something even she herself couldn't do.

"Of course you're serious, Morgan."

Midnight Ghost slowly spread his hands. When he mentioned Luo Jia's name, his long and narrow face showed instinctive disdain, but when he mentioned Luo Jia's speech ability, , this disdain will be replaced by inexplicable seriousness.

"One thing you have to admit is that no matter how humble Lorgar is, no matter how ridiculous he is, he is still a primarch after all. He is one of the twenty monsters put into this galaxy by our genetic father. He will definitely stand at the top of the galaxy in some aspect, and even the Emperor may not be able to compete with him: and for Luo Jia now, this ability is undoubtedly his conversation and tongue."

"At least now, few people will be this guy's opponent."

【……Now? 】

Spider Queen captures this keyword.

"Yes, now."

Conrad nodded, the disdain on his face becoming more obvious.

"Because [The Book of Holy Words] and the belief in the Emperor are the pinnacle of Luojia, the essence of his life. He devoted all his wisdom into the Emperor's belief system, backed by this source of knowledge. The crystallization of the soul, Luo Jia's words cannot be knocked down, his logic has already justified itself. "

"And if, in the future, our brother abandons his faith in the Emperor, believes in something else, or simply becomes an atheist, then the sharpness of his tongue will be greatly reduced. , and may not even be able to compare with a mortal holding the [Book of Holy Words]: because [Book of Holy Words] is Luo Jia’s peak, even beyond his own level. In other words, even Luo Jia I can’t defeat [The Book of Holy Scriptures], let alone us laymen on religious issues.”

Morgan thought for a moment.

[You mean to tell me not to try to refute Luo Jia? 】

"That's right, no one can refute the current Luojia and the Perfect City: not even the emperor, not even Luojia. This phenomenal concept is more difficult to deal with than we imagined, just like war or the wheel of history. Same."

"Apart from……"

[Except Robert? 】

"Except for Guilliman, yes."

Conrad raised his neck arrogantly and chewed the name Guilliman viciously, not the Robert in Morgan's mouth: he always seemed to be a little prejudiced against the Macraggeans, even though the relationship between them was very good, But this prejudice has not been eradicated.

Rather, Midnight Ghost has a kind of prejudice against most of his brothers, an inexplicable prejudice. Although he will frankly admit their excellence, he will also criticize their weaknesses mercilessly behind their backs. In front of Morgan, they were rendered useless. From the Lion King to the Archangel, no one was spared, and they were all nailed to the pillar of shame without mercy: Morgan learned about the inner weaknesses of many brothers through this kind of listening. .

The Lord of Avalon felt that this might be because Conrad had seen too many possibilities, and even witnessed the best and worst sides of every Primarch with his own eyes, which ultimately led to this torn perspective. .

For example, he would describe Vulkan, Lord of the Fire Dragon, as one of the best villains in the galaxy: Even if you say this to the Barbarus, even Mortarion will think you are a bit too narrow-minded. .

But that doesn't stop the Midnight Ghost from continuing to talk eloquently.

"Only Guilliman can be completely immune to the rhetoric from Lorgar, because other than him, none of our brothers will completely resist things like [God] or [Faith]. words.”

[Is this too much to say? 】

"Is there any?"

Midnight Ghost's rhetorical question left the Lord of Avalon speechless.

"Think about it, Morgan: even a figure like Dorn or Mortarion would not completely resist the existence of a god in his heart. As for Horus, Fulgrim or Leman Ru Si? If Luo Jia puts the name of god on the emperor's head, do you think they will object strongly? "

"In other words, can anyone in this world who worships the emperor, or even anyone who opposes the emperor, even a figure like Chagatai Khan, really be able to confidently refute this idea? ?”

【...should...can't? 】

"Of course not."

Conrad smiled proudly.

"After all, a man who is four or five meters tall, wears a laurel wreath on his head, and has a golden light on his back. He can reach the sky and the earth, move mountains and fill the sea. No one can see his true identity, but he can pull up thousands of armies out of thin air from the humble land of Terra. With a great kingdom, and in just a few generations, a great emperor who took over half of the galaxy: Is it difficult to call such a person a living god? "

Conrad smiled, shaking his head at his Avalonian blood relative.

"To be honest, Morgan, when you first witnessed the power of the Emperor, when you witnessed the foundation laid by the Emperor with your own eyes, you really never murmured in your heart, even for just a moment, To really doubt whether the father of our genes is a real god?"

[…That’s more than just a moment]

The Spider Queen's laugh was bitter, and his brother nodded with satisfaction.

"So, you can't convince Luo Jia: just like me, because we still have the slightest doubt in our hearts, we don't contradict the assumption that the emperor is a god, so we can't defeat Luo Jia."

"And if you are like this, let alone other Primarchs?"

【……】

"The Emperor also knows this. Therefore, no one he sees is suitable."

[Except Guilliman? 】

"That's right: only Guilliman, only this stubborn Macragge filing cabinet, could be insensible to all the sacred prayers spoken by Lorgar: even if the Emperor did reveal it in front of Guilliman This guy will not verbally acknowledge any act that is similar to a miracle, let alone agree with any of Luo Jia’s views in any public place.”

"Guilliman's stubbornness in matters like this would make Dorn shake his head."

"Think about his attitude towards his own psychic abilities?"

[Ah... indeed. 】

"What's more, even if Guilliman really confirms that there are such things as [gods] in this world, then maybe he will study Luojia's [Holy Words] in private, but on the surface, he He will still destroy an existence like the Perfect City: This is why the Emperor chose him to go to the Perfect City.”

The smile of the midnight ghost is mocking the genetic father thousands of miles away.

"The safest choice, in line with the aesthetics of our genetic father, isn't it?"

【If that's the case...】

Morgan touched his chin, rubbed his lower lip with two fingers, and did not forget to put aside the documents he had read: Although the Emperor had already hinted to the Lord of Avalon before picking up Clarks, he wanted to She was sent to deal with matters in the Perfect City, but it was not until they gathered in the low-Earth orbit of the Redemption Star that the Lord of Mankind confirmed the matter to his daughter, forcing Morgan to temporarily transfer most of the information he had to The power was all thrown to the far west of the galaxy. After all, the Word Bearers Legion and the Perfect City were never on the main list of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

This old immortal...

The primarch hated the villain in his heart.

[So, Conrad, what do you think the Emperor meant by throwing me and Robert together: from his perspective. 】

"That's so easy."

Conrad frowned.

"You two have a clear division of labor. Guilliman is responsible for ensuring that the Emperor's will is fully implemented and that the Perfect City is ultimately destroyed. You, on the other hand, have to exercise your freedom and find a way to make this matter less desperate without harming Luo. On the basis of Luo Jia’s emotions, let’s return to Luo Jia’s question: This is just the old habit of our genetic father who wants and wants again.”

【……Reasonable. 】

Morgan rolled his eyes.

No wonder the old bastard was hesitant and unwilling to explain the reason.

[Then do you think there is any good solution to this matter? 】

"……ah?"

Midnight Ghost was stunned for a moment.

"Are you serious, Morgan: you want to hear what's going on in my head?"

[But it doesn’t matter: use your consistent logic to think of something that can solve the problem once and for all. 】

The original body waved his hand casually. Since it was determined that this was a punishment mission, wouldn't it be normal to listen to the opinion of Conrad, who is the best at punishment in the empire: Could she still go to Jonson or Leman Ru Si?

"Then, I'll say it."

[Well, listen. 】

"If you want me to say..."

"Bring more people with you then, preferably Zhuang Sen's legion as well. Then you three legions will hide your whereabouts, and then send a message to Luo Jia and his Word Bearers: Just tell him , His piety moved the Emperor, and the Emperor decided to meet him in person, so he asked him to bring his entire Seventeenth Legion..."

"To receive the reward in the perfect city, do not bring armored soldiers."

"Then? Then it depends on the performance of Zhuang Sen and his Dark Angels."

【……】

[This (beep——) is the good way you came up with for me to solve it once and for all? 】

"Just tell me if you can solve it once and for all!"