Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 588 Battle Sisters - 30k

"The latest news."

"A new Primarch, the last lost offspring of the Emperor, named Alpharius, has been found by the Wolf God in the Obscure Segment: the latter encountered him in the Belis Crown and lost an entire defense force for this."

"What a good deal."

"The identity of this youngest Primarch has been personally recognized by the Lord of Mankind. He will soon take charge of the mysterious 20th Legion and participate in the expedition to Ullanor: I heard that the Emperor appointed Horus as the educator of the Primarch."

"This time, it is finally not our hunting goddess anymore?"

"This is a good thing, isn't it? Your Excellency has enough to worry about."

With a chuckle, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanna-Dak, who served in the 3rd Assault Squadron, closed the [Legion Brief] in her hand. Her pale golden pupils finally glanced at the huge picture on the cover that occupied half of the page.

The wolf god's face and smile were still impressive, but the new Primarch who stood with him and looked a little shorter, called Alpharius, was silent under his helmet: he looked like a machine filled with flesh and blood.

"So they can still be like this?"

Jeanna muttered to herself, she recalled the Primarchs she had seen on the Aurora, they all seemed to have quite a worldly atmosphere, even the melancholy Corax was a very friendly person, he would sign autographs and give candy to the children passing by: but this Alpha was obviously the other extreme.

"It doesn't matter what they do."

The other person sitting across the table heard Lieutenant Colonel Jeanna's whisper, she interrupted this thought a little rudely, the mark on the shoulder armor showed that the woman with silver-white hair was a legion tribune, two or three levels higher than Lieutenant Colonel Jeanna.

But she had a rough face, far less delicate than Jeanna's.

"But you, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne, if you continue to dawdle here and don't go to pick up our little Cyrene, then you are really a bit of a problem: after you pick her up, remember to let her make up for this morning's morning prayers. The final exam is not an excuse for laziness."

"I will."

"By the way, remember to correct her pronunciation."

"It is the incarnation of Pacomitris. You cannot call the Primarch's name directly in prayer: we worship the goddess of hunting Pacomitris. The Primarch is the incarnation of the goddess of hunting and is her spokesperson, but you cannot worship the Primarch directly!"

"I know... It's really troublesome..."

Jeanna complained softly and returned the newspaper in her hand to her boss.

"What about you, Tribune Rosa: Do you have any plans for today?"

"Of course, the Supreme Matron Mohana-Mantaka VI of the Prideful Titans will visit the Aurora today to complete her routine pilgrimage to Lord Morgan: Commander Katarina will personally greet her, and I will also accompany her. We will set off in half an hour at most."

"Will [Tigress] greet her in person?"

"Watch your attitude, Jeanna: Her Excellency Mohana is also our Supreme Matron. Without her, we would not be where we are today. Under Lord Morgan, who is the incarnation of the God of Hunting, the Matron is the second person we need to respect."

"I'm still trying this."

Jeanna laughed, and she left the rest area of ​​the battleship lightly, and behind her came the reluctant roar of the Tribune.

"Then you'd better hurry up!"

"You're already 25: we don't have time to wait for you to grow up!"

The 25-year-old Lieutenant Colonel Jeanna turned a deaf ear to all this.

She floated out of the rest area like a flying lark. When she walked to the door, she did not forget to take a look at the sign carved on the wall: the wings were no different from the imperial double-headed eagle, but in the middle was a huge eagle claw, straight as a sharpened bone.

This eagle claw was the symbol of the hunting goddess Parkermitris, who had always been believed by Morgan's Sun Titan Legion. She was also one of the mainstream beliefs in the Avalon region, because the believers of the female hunter devoutly believed that the emperor's silver-haired daughter was the incarnation of the hunting god walking on earth, or simply believed that Morgan was the reincarnation of the hunting god.

This made their beliefs unimpeded.

Under this sign, which was about four meters wide, was the same huge High Gothic language, set off by the dazzling light: Jeanna first used it to sort out her silver-white shoulder-length hair, and then read out the content in a brisk voice.

"Hunter Rose."

That was the name of the legion she belonged to, a name given by the Primarch himself.

The Hunting God's Rose.

Morgan's thorn.

Of course: it is silver-white, all members have silver-white hair, even if they are not born with it, they will dye their hair. After all, the most famous feature of the Spider Queen is her full head of silver hair, and her roses imitate this enthusiastically.

The Hunting God Rose Legion, loyal to Avalon and fighting for Morgan and the Huntress, stands proudly in the array of the Queen's Guards, and is also recognized as the top five in the mortal legion of the entire Far East Frontier: they can get a unique rest area on the Aurora Goddess, which is the best proof.

This is a unique unit, and its biggest feature can be seen from the exchange just now: from the legion commander to the tribune, to the leader of the assault squadron, they are all composed of female soldiers, and the only men are the mechanical priests and machine slaves accompanying the army: this involves their deep connection with the Pride of the Sun Legion.

Thinking of this, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne narrowed her eyes slightly. As the new generation of the legion, the warriors of their generation are actually not interested in this origin. Even the belief in the Huntress is the same: old people like Rosa The seniors would solemnly call the original body of Avalon as the human incarnation of the Huntress in prayer, and worship it as a vague concept, which is as troublesome as those engine oil guys.

But when it comes to Jeanne's generation, they will worship Morgan directly, write Lord Morgan's name directly in their prayers, and make her independent of the identity of the Huntress and believe in her as a real entity. This caused quite a disagreement, and was the reason why Jeanne was reluctant to join her teachers in morning prayers: she thought the same was true of Cyrene.

Thinking of that Yaomei, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne's footsteps became a little brisker. She passed through the maze-like defense zones between the military zone and the living area as quickly as possible, and bought some sweets at a roadside restaurant. Waffles, pecan pie, lasagna and a few bags of bread.

During this period, she also said hello to Captain Davout, who was competing with several plates of hamburgers: This senior official of the Dawnbreakers had fought side by side with the Rose Hunters several times, and his shiny head made people feel Impressive, second only to Ahriman's bright red armor.

The only difference is that the handsome and elegant Dawnbreaker Sword Master with great conversation and grace has extremely high popularity and popularity among the Hunter Rose, almost one-tenth of Lord Morgan: compared with Oh, Davout would be very sorry.

"Going to pick up the kids?"

While waiting in line to pay, the twelfth company commander of the Dawnbreakers asked Jeanne a question, and Rose nodded in the affirmative.

"Yes, today is the day for the final exams for those middle school students, and my ward is among them, but she will only take the exam until the morning, and she usually hands in her papers in advance."

"Then you better hurry up."

Davout nodded. He tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

"If I remember correctly, those middle schools all took the exam together, and they were built together when they were first built: the flow of people may be very crowded, and there was a large-scale stampede in the past few years, causing The Primarch was furious at this."

"Thank you for reminding."

After it was her turn, Jeanne took out the fixed amount of military coupons with ease. These mortgage coupons, which can only be used on the battleships of the Dawnbreaker Legion, are actually worthless, but they can indeed be used as general equivalents. Accept it The store can exchange it for the corresponding subsidy of the legion, which is equivalent to a different kind of income.

Of course, this somewhat deformed economic system will only be established in the Dawnbreaker Legion and a very small circle around it. When Jeanna was stationed in other worlds on the Far Eastern border, they naturally received the local currency: military Tickets are worthless there.

Carrying the condolences for Cyrene, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne rushed to the school area at lightning speed. With the black and white mortal power armor on her body, she walked through the sea of ​​people on the street and arrived at the key middle school where Cyrene attended: Wait here The crowd was not large, but there were many big figures in the legion among them.

For example...

"Good morning, Sir Erwin."

Jeanne closed her legs and paid homage to an elegant old man with gray hair: any mortal warrior of Avalon knew him, for Erwin was a legend among mortals.

"Good morning, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne."

Admiral Erwin's return gift made Na feel a little flattered.

"You recognize me?"

"I will never forget a great warrior who was decorated by the Primarch. You and your assault squadron have been honored more than once: a man who became a lieutenant colonel at the age of twenty-five due to his own efforts and military merit. Yingjie, there are not many people like him in Avalon, so he will naturally be remembered very clearly."

"I don't dare to be a hero in front of you."

Jeanne's attitude was very low, but this was a matter of course. After all, the person standing in front of her was old Erwin. Jeanne's generation grew up listening to his legend and hearing about him and other people. A legendary shared story.

Everyone knows that Old Erwin joined the Avalon Army after Lord Morgan conquered the Far Eastern Frontier after the first battle. When he was defending his home planet of Graston, he commanded a group of defeated remnants and was defeated several times. The Dawnbreaker, who was at the peak of his military power, thus gained the attention of the Primarch, and his subsequent recruitment.

Over the next sixty or seventy years, this mortal general rose through the ranks of the Imperial Army. He fought alongside some truly great warriors, such as Luther, Dantioch, and Jonson, participated in thirty-five expeditions, and commanded He fought twenty-seven of them and won them all: to this day, the elder Erwin is one of the de facto leaders of the mortal armies of Avalon, the left arm upon which the Primarch Morgan relies.

"That's all a story of the past."

Old Erwin shook his head.

"The Great Expedition is so grand and long that it is destined to consume more than one generation's time. I have struggled on this battlefield for seventy years, and now my time has passed: the current stage belongs to young people like you, and it also belongs to young people like you." My little Erwin’s.”

"Little Erwin?"

"Yes, he is my grandson. He has been admitted to the military academy with the name of all the original bodies: his grades there are among the best, and he is destined to take over my career in the army. So who are you waiting for here? Let Lieutenant Colonel Na?”

"I'm waiting for Cyrene."

Jeanne nodded.

"I am her guardian."

"Are you only twenty-five?"

"Yes, the actual guardian of Cyrene is Mr. Orpeson. I have received help from him before, but he is not on board the Dawn Goddess, so I usually take care of his adopted Cyrene. Ni: This little guy is very talented in paperwork and speech, maybe he can become a clerk political commissar."

"amazing."

Old Erwin nodded.

"Are you going to absorb her into your hunting goddess army?"

"Yes, this kind of adoption is the main way to expand our legion."

"Too."

The old man turned his head.

"After all, you were once the Titan Guards of the Sun Legion."

"Now it's just Lord Morgan's bodyguard."

"The Dawnbreakers may not be happy"

"But that's what it is."

Jeanne puffed out her chest proudly.

"Except for the Mordred Guards and the Le Fay Knights, who are her direct blood relatives, only our Hunting Goddess Legion has served as Lord Morgan's honor guard, and it still remains today: this is a unique honor among all mortal legions. Our colleagues in the Queen's Guard pale in comparison to our pride."

The old general nodded and did not say anything in the end. Erwin had always stayed away from this group of female legions who fanatically believed in the goddess of hunting or the original body Morgan: although he admitted that they were indeed fanatical and good at fighting, their fighting and charging skills The momentum, even the waaaagh that once overwhelmed the green-skinned orcs, made those irrational beasts lose their will to fight.

In other words: these madwomen are waaaagh even more than the greenskins.

In deliberate silence, the two waited quietly for the bell to ring. Just as Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne thought, little Cyrene was the first among all the students to rush out of the examination room. The pride on her face already told exam results.

"Number one again?"

"Orpeson would be proud of me."

Cyrene stood in front of her god sister, raising her face proudly. She had grown into a teenage girl. The comfortable life on the Dawn Goddess made her look leisurely. The only thing worth noting was that in her On his shoulders, there is also a tattoo of the goddess of hunting.

But the name has been changed to Morgan.

"Then go back."

Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne nodded, and they chose a path between the crowds, chatting casually like real sisters.

"Are there any questions that you didn't get right this time?"

"No! Especially the last essay question is very simple. It tests the history of hunting down the Legion of Roses. Sister, it only took me fifteen minutes to fill in all the forms. I guarantee that I will get full marks for this question. !”

"Of course."

Jeanne smiled.

"If you answer this set of questions incorrectly, Tribune Rosa will imprison you for a month."

"Tell me how you wrote it."

"no problem."

Cyrene raised her face and showed a smile she had never seen in the Perfect City.

…

"As we all know, the history of the Hunting Rose Legion originated from the Sun Titan Legion and can be traced all the way back to the early days of the Great Crusade: Although Mohana, the noble daughter of the Plokon No. 6 knight family, won the first place in the internal selection competition within the family, she was rejected because of her gender. For some reason, I couldn’t get a knight mecha of my own.”

"So she ran away in anger. And gained the favor of the forging world Tigres and built the original Legion of the Sun."

"This brave self-exile soon paid off richly: a few years later, the Forge World of Gruth became the second Forge World, after Reza, to be allied with Lord Morgan and the Dawnbreakers, Sun. The Legion should be loyal to Lord Morgan."

"Out of resentment for past injustices and reverence for Pakmitris, the goddess of hunting she has always admired, Lady Mohana declared that her Titan Legion would only accept female members, and men could only serve as mechanical priests and machine slaves. "

"She regarded all female Titan pilots as her adopted daughters, and the members of the Titan Legion called her the High Matron: after serving Lord Morgan, the Primarch became the incarnation of the Hunting God above the High Grandmother. , which is the core of the entire legion’s belief.”

"At this point, the Legion of the Sun officially broke away from the forge world of Tigrus and offered all their loyalty to the primarch: including their former Titan Guards, which were also composed of female warriors. Many of them have close blood relationships with the pilots of the Legion of the Sun."

"Mr. Morgan personally gave this army the title of the Hunting Rose. Perhaps they recruit the best members. At the same time, those worlds that surrender to Avalon must also let their noble daughters join this army: the Hunting Rose. The Legion quickly grew stronger and became one of the most proud forces in Avalon."

"The Legion's best record is that by relying on its own strength, it successfully blocked the plunder of the Kalra sector by the Eldar Ark Jasfar, and at the cost of huge casualties, repelled the Phoenix Lord who led this group of Eldar pirates. ”

"Subsequently, they and the main force of the Dawnbreakers attacked from behind, forcing the Eldar pirates to abandon thousands of corpses and flee in panic. The desperate fighting of the Hunting Roses earned themselves the honor of serving as the Primarch's honor guard."

"To this day, it's the same."

"pretty."

Jeanne nodded with satisfaction.

"You are ready to go, my little Cyrene. Maybe I should talk to Tribune Rosa or Commander Catarina and ask you to join the next legion operation. We are just short of a narrator."

"Really?"

"Of course."

Jeanna raised her head.

"Have you ever wondered where our fleet is heading now?"

"We are heading to Inisim, where the Dark Angels are waiting for us."

"Believe me, Cyrene."

"As long as the Dark Angels are present, things will never be simple."