Warhammer: Start with a dog

"Don't you like it? A banquet that showcases you? My beautiful Lucius."

The figure whose name was called by the hostess of the Gurda dynasty turned towards her on the spot.

Lucius—apparently he had told her this name as part of the deal, and now the Emperor's Children's court swordsman champion was wearing a suit of gold-embroidered clothes made of ivory white and conch purple, stepping on the disciples. Thin Greek-style sandals with decorative effects were shimmering with pink sapphire and diamond necklaces, earrings, armbands, bracelets and rings, some connected by thin gold chains of pearls. The different-looking control collar was not covered up, and the working warning light flashed a vicious red light on his neck.

His light-colored forehead was decorated with a unique crown made of sparkling white crystal and spirit bones. This relic obviously came from a certain craft world, with the color of the dead alien souls on it, and was re-embedded with human craftsmanship. There were tiny diamonds on it, making it look paler than his silver hair. It made his hair appear vibrant and decayingly beautiful.

Below were a pair of amethyst eyes set in the face of a creature of extraordinary beauty, now gazing at her with interest.

"Actually, it really surprised me. As a mortal, the level of lavishness and extravagance of this banquet can even remind me a little of the theater of the Emperor's Pride. But I believe that showing me can make the jewelry on your head shine even more Shining, isn't it, My Lady?"

"It seems that the nerve whip and the flesh-gnawing beetle pit can really make your words sound more pleasant. The offending places can be regarded as your small charm. The Pride of the Emperor? That belongs to your chapter. Mothership? She has a very loyal and noble name, but I didn't hear about her achievements when I was in the navy." The female lord's gray eyes stared at him, "Is she missing? A fleet very far away from here?"

"Far away..." Lucius seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly. Someone in the banquet hall seemed to feel dizzy and commotion, "It is indeed far away, very far away. There should be the most terrifying subspace storm between us. "

"Oh... subspace trek, indeed, anything can happen in this kind of accident. So you are indeed separated from your comrades, that's why you don't even wear power armor and appear alone in ordinary clothes At this port on the border of the empire." The female trader raised her lips mockingly, "You were planning to ask for help from the imperial navy in the central fortress, right? It's a pity that you met me."

She looked with satisfaction at her banquet hall, which had been decorated for decades with a large number of pink sapphires, pearls, mother-of-pearl and diamonds, as well as the trophy decorated with jewelry of the same color, and asked him to come over. He stretched out his pale and slender arms——

The palace swordsman champion from ten thousand years ago walked over with an inimitable ancient and elegant etiquette, and helped her up according to the instructions of the female lord. Under the envious and amazed eyes of everyone in the splendid banquet hall of Rogue Trader, she looked like A most courteous gentleman escorted her to the head of the banquet table and sat down.

——To be honest, even though Lucius felt very novel about these few days of Rogue Trader flagship experience trip, and was not disgusted with the pleasure it brought, but based on this woman’s various means and her only worth The praise for her boldness was not enough to make the Emperor's son, who had his eyes high above his head, do as she asked - one of the things that bothered him the most was how to hide his lack of interest in front of her.

——She has these extravagant desires to show her superiority, unabashed endless greed, clear ambition, control freak, and deep love for the art of torture. After experiencing some internal activities of the Third Legion and knowing some of them, From Lucius's point of view, the brother officers who had gone higher and farther were simply not worth mentioning.

——And does she really have a brain? If you use your brain a little, you can see how perfunctory Lucius's story is: first of all, since he is not wearing power armor or carrying weapons, but a man as extraordinary and beautiful as him can reach the port safely alone, it is obvious that there is something nearby that can To ensure his safety; secondly, didn't she notice that Lucius was wearing Astartes-sized clothes that fit him perfectly? Don't even think about where you got it?

Finally - Lucius believes that with his ability, it is too easy to stir up the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of these mortals with his own existence. For example, now, even though he is standing quietly beside her throne, he can Seeing the sights of those guests shining with all kinds of desire towards him: whether they were mortals or others, his originally very sensitive touch could now feel those clear desires and emotions - this was the acceptance of the King of Iron Heart. The burning ceremony that dissected him from soul to body was a gift to him, and if he had desires, there would be room for him to display them.

He lowered his eyes slightly and gave everyone a helpless and daydreaming response from under his eyelashes. Then as expected, the eyes of the female lord's close assistants began to stare at the female lord secretly and maliciously, while the eyes of the artists began to Full of surprises, fun colors to play with, and oh, some more.

He saw the ally of the female lord, a biological sage who had made a lot of modifications to his body, staring at him so eagerly: it reminded Lucius of a former peer in his legion, Fabius, the pharmacist who was originally called "Spider" by the fallen Fulgrim himself. It was rumored that he had been called Fabius Bile since then. The same eyes, unrelated to worldly desires, came from the twisted desire for truth and knowledge from the depths of his heart.

For some reason, when he thought of the words "the fallen Fulgrim" and Fabius Bile, a silent screaming ripple that could not be covered by the warp curtain was transmitted to Lucius from the distant and chaotic void, causing goose bumps on his skin.

The former 13th Captain of the Emperor's Children suddenly shuddered, and a strange soul-sucking chuckle murmured into his heart, entangled him, tempted him, and told him that he should create some "unforgettable and pleasant flesh and blood art" for mortals here to dedicate the 100,000 souls here to a certain powerful person in the highest heaven... and quietly penetrate this illusory feeling into his soul...

Lucius's purple eyes gradually began to be dazed. Maybe he shouldn't play games like this, but should create some pleasant pain for himself and everyone at the same time... pleasant... pain... burning feeling... Being forced to open his eyes and watch his most secret, dark, and shameful essence being dragged out naked by the powerful red-haired king, burned alive in his soul by the glass flames, and reshaped from the void-

He paused suddenly, and the jewels on his body shook out the shining and charming brilliance, and the fragrant and jeweled punters behind the curtain let out sharp screams of annoyance and anger.

A figure who was entangled with his obese self, Enkali, in the depths of the veil and velvet throne also screamed in horror and anger, but then began to giggle.

"Ah, things are starting to get interesting, this child - my lost child! He actually rejected my invitation to the banquet with the great gods! But it was because of that lunatic?"

The fallen phoenix pouted his plump dark lips like a child who saw a new and strange toy, and Enkali's fat snake body twisted over and gave him a kiss.

"But it's much easier to play with others... Interesting, interesting, let's see what he will do next? Hmm? My love."