Warhammer Throne

"Before this, I must compliment you, Ryan, my child." Makado's old face was still full of sarcasm and sneer, as if everything in the world is stupid, and only he is smart: "will contradict, Will question, rebellious, this is a qualified child, if you really are like Ruth, drooling and tell me that you are happy to be a tool and you are happy to be his lackey, then I don’t need to show up, no need I have taught you, or you are the smelly stone in the pit of Donne. If you have not learned to respect the elders, I will not teach you."

Ryan: "..."

The original body thought that his father really liked irony.

Ryan vaguely remembered that Dorne, who was the original body of the Fist of the Empire, had a good relationship with Macado and was a good partner in internal affairs and military affairs, but the two behind gradually appeared cracks-Dorne was still emphasizing honor, persistence, and courage. And beliefs, but Makado thinks these are not worth mentioning. Makado is indifferent to fame and fortune, and mocks the so-called courage, glory, belief and the like, and even the Primarchs will do it. Indulging in the great expedition, countless victories, magnificent military exploits, and great glory sneered at it.

In Macado’s eyes, Donne is a stupid, most of the original bodies are stupid, except for Ruth that can be recognized by Macado to a certain extent, there are only a few people such as Khan and Giliman, but even the base With the most moderate existence of Rieman, there is a huge gulf of irreconcilable political opinions on both sides.

He knows better than anyone that the **** (or the original body) gains power first, and then learns to control the power. Obviously mortals cannot be compared to God, but mortals know how to use the utmost restraint to control every bit of power they increase. .

It is precisely because of this that Macado can bear the resentment of almost the entire universe, the misunderstanding of anyone, the sins and disasters brought about by the implementation of the entire empire's bureaucracy, and even the accusations of the emperor himself. Macado is not a god. , But his self-discipline, self-knowledge, introspection, and self-confidence are the key to resisting chaos and corruption. The palmprinter turned the tide and helped the building to fall. During the Great Expedition, the empire could lose one, two or even Half of the original body can also lose one, two, or even half of the legion, but the empire cannot leave Makado even any day, countless appointment and dismissal documents are waiting for him to sign, countless personnel deployment waiting for him to nod, countless worlds are waiting for The bureaucratic team headed by him manages it, and countless secret agreements and agreements are waiting for him to see.

This is the existence of Makado, even the emperor called "my best friend" and "my confidant".

"My child, my daughter-in-law, you know it in your heart." Makado gently tapped the ground of the nine and three-quarters platform with a golden double-headed eagle scepter, and he smiled: "Tianqi said It’s not a lie. The Lord of Variations doesn’t have to lie. He says it is true. In many cases, you do lack freedom. We must first admit this. Am I right?"

"... As you said, father." Ryan lowered his head.

"Your responsibility is too heavy. You know this from the beginning." Makado sneered, and the palmprinter cast his gaze into the distance: "These years, I have been secretly observing the outside world through you, you can say , From your first time on the battlefield, you have both a sense of urgency and a sense of mission. You are in your teens and twenties, and you should be an original body swaying yourself, young and energetic, freshly clothed and angry. When you are happy about your life, you can’t do this from the beginning, because you are the Primarch, and you are burdened with too much from the beginning, let alone what happened later."

Ryan lowered his head.

Su Liya, who was sitting next to Ryan, suddenly felt heart-wrenching pain in her heart.

Yes, from very early on, Su Liya has a feeling that Ryan has always been burdened with extremely heavy responsibilities and obligations far beyond what he should bear at his age. He often pretends to be relaxed, but... The knight could only stretch out his hand and squeezed Ryan's cold big hand.

"I'll tell you today, what is freedom? What is freedom?" Macado looked at his son, his eyes narrowed slightly: "The so-called freedom is actually divided into two types. The first type, we call it It is'liberty', and the second type, we call it'freedom'."

"Although liberty and freedom are both called freedom, they have very different meanings. Liberty refers to freedom that is not subject to the **** of others, and freedom from subordination and slavery. Liberty refers not to'do whatever you want', but to get rid of the **** of others." Macado first stretched out his finger and wrote on the table with psychic energy: "This is very simple. Why do humans resist chaos? Why do the immortals support the emperor's unification of Terra? Why does Anglang rise up against the slave owners? He, they are just for liberty, to regain their control and autonomy in life. This is freedom."

"Yeah." Ryan and Su Liya both nodded.

"It's similar but the kernel is completely different. It's'freedom'. What is freedom?" Makado laughed: "Freedom also means very simple, that is to get rid of the shackles of fate, get rid of the **** of inevitability, and have your own choice. Power, this is freedom."

"Freedom is considered to be the knowledge and control of necessity, but in practice, its endings are often absurd. For example, is Anglang free? If he is, then he arrives at Nukheliya and is spiritualized. Clan attacked, severely wounded, captured and turned into a gladiator, and finally put on the Butcher’s Nail. This can be regarded as fate. He is obviously not free, but Anglang rebelled. He rebelled with his free will. This is obviously It's free, but what is the result of his resistance?"

"My brother was taken away by my father. This is not free." Ryan nodded, he was thoughtful.

"Yes, this is destiny again, but it is the result of Anglang's own choice. When he chose to work for the emperor reluctantly, he was free, but soon he was not free. He chose At the moment of betrayal, he was free, but immediately as he fell into chaos, he became an unfree existence again, a toy for terrorism, and for the same reason, the World Devourers were unwilling to accept the emperor’s Control, self-choice to install the Butcher's Nail is obviously dominated by free will, but we all know what is going on with the Butcher's Nail. Is it still free with that kind of thing installed?" Macadoo laughed.

Ryan smiled bitterly. What is the Butcher’s Nail? In the simplest way, the brain is cut in half and biomechanical implantation is carried out. Since then, those who accept the transformation have lost all the source of happiness and excitement, only in battle and massacre. The ability to obtain and secrete a trace of happiness is a dark technology that specializes in making gladiators.

"Above the lies called freedom, there are endless yokes, Ryan." Makado then pointed to Sulia: "You choose to marry Sulia, choose to accept the canonization of the spirit god, and choose to become a king. It’s your free will decision. At this point, no one can interfere with you. But as you make a decision, everything changes. You are no longer free, but are burdened with a deeper responsibility and a deeper yoke. You Maybe you haven't regretted it, but you must have thought about it more than once in your heart, why do you pursue freedom, why the more tired and hard you get later?"

"Everything is as my father said, but I have no regrets about the choice of marrying Su Liya." A trace of warmth rose in Ryan's heart. He took Su Liya's hand and smiled at his wife. .

"You have your own ideas, which is good." Makado continued: "But with such deconstruction, we have to turn back to two paths, one is determinism, which is also very simple, and that is us You can find the cause of everything from any event. Now that there is a cause, then everything will happen inevitable. The more freedom you pursue, the less freedom you are."

"You have to fight the final moment. You need to quickly control the country and form an army. Therefore, it is inevitable for you to become a king, and it is also inevitable for you to marry Suria."

"And your path, from my sacrifice to the emperor's attempt to create the original body, this is inevitable."

"The attempt to create the Primarch can be summarized into the confrontation between humans, spirit races and chaos, which is also inevitable."

"Then this question is over, because we can trace back to the origin of chaos, to the battle between the ancient sage and the dreader of heaven, to the birth of all spirits, and to the Big Bang." Macadoh grinned and said: "In this case, the movement of everything is fixed, so what's the point of our being alive?"

"That's not right." Ryan shook his head: "Otherwise, all the sacrifices we have made, all the sacrifices you made, father, the sacrifices of all mankind and the entire universe, wouldn't it be meaningless?"

"That's right!" Makado gave a teachable expression on his son's face, and the palmprinter nodded slightly: "Then it is free will that resists determinism. People firmly believe that through their own efforts, cause and effect can be reversed and they can be used spontaneously. When an event occurs, make a choice that can initiate a new chain of causation. Everyone can make a decision, but he is also responsible for his own decision."

"But the problem is here. Since it is a decision made by yourself, you naturally have to be responsible for your own decision. The chain of responsibilities, law, morality, and ethics begin to appear, then it is inevitable that emotions are generated, hatred is spreading, and mortals are mutually intimidating. Fierce emotions mapped and intensified the mutation of the subspace, leading to the birth of chaos, and also leading to endless exploitation and enslavement, hatred and killing among mortals."

Ryan and Suria glanced at each other, and both nodded in approval.

"As hatred increases and gradually, its roots can no longer be traced back. The hatred bred and produced in class, race, country and culture will only overflow more and more, and gradually evolve into loss. The war of control spreads hatred to every mortal individual.” Macado looked into the distance: “The chaos was born from this. Obviously they are the source of all evil, but so far they have not found anything that can completely defeat him. Our way."

"Isn't even the empire truth possible?" Ryan said in confusion.

"Imperial Truth... Do you know that with the spread of Empire Truth in the Great Expedition, a new materialistic chaotic **** is being bred in the subspace. If this continues, a new chaotic **** will appear, and the emperor It's the mortal spokesperson of this new god." Macado showed his withered teeth: "It's not good, it's not good at all."

"Why is it bad?" Su Liya was still puzzled: "If you do this, didn't the emperor gain enough power to deal with the Chaos Four Gods?"

"The nature has changed, from a war between mortals and chaos to a war between chaos and chaos." Macadoo shook his head: "The emperor's method is to make the map smaller, make everything pure, and roughly divide everything. As'us' and'enemy', the chain of hatred and wars will continue to be unfolded, never ending, but if the network channel project is successful, its scale will be controlled, but essentially nothing has changed."

"And this is why the immortals left the emperor one after another. They found that they were deceived, and the emperor did not completely solve the chaos. On the contrary, he rudely brought everything into his own order and control. After gathering the power of mankind, he also used the shackles called order and rule to stifle the countless possibilities that mankind should have. Therefore, the disappointed and angry immortals left one after another. Only I understand him and I understand the emperor. Emperor."

"The Primarchs are born as weapons, they are born as tools, and they are born to kill and rule." Makado said warmly: "But the emperor is not, I am not, mortals are not, the Primates must be brave, they must be fearless, mortals. It’s not a natural warrior, but the emperor still does this. I, Makado, as his only confidant and best friend, are willing to dedicate everything to him, even if I exhaust my spirit to maintain the golden throne. All the power of the immortal is just for him to arrange the funeral."

"Speaking far, now you understand that all so-called freedom is a false proposition." Makado continued with a smile: "Then the question is, what is true freedom, how do we end the chain of hatred, how do we achieve it? The freedom of oneself, how to surpass mankind itself in the negation and affirmation, this ultimate question related to the origin of the universe, I leave it to you."

"What should I do?" Ryan said subconsciously.

"Stupid boy." Macadoo smiled kindly: "You have to find the answer by yourself, because this is a question that neither the emperor nor I can answer."

"A question that neither you nor the emperor can answer, should you leave it to me?" Ryan said with a bit of anger and a bit of displeasure, "How could I know? I'm only fifty years old this year, how about you? You have lived for seven thousand years. , The emperor is more than 48,000 years old, you don’t know the problem, throw it to me now?!"

"Because you are our child." Makado suddenly stretched out his withered and wrinkled hands, pressed Ryan's head, and gently rubbed his long black hair, Palmprinter Affectionate and kind eyes are fixed on Ryan, as if to imprint everything about him deeply in his mind: "I will hand over my life's ideals and wishes to the next generation. This is not what the father must do. Are you looking forward to it?"

Ryan was stagnant, and the original body was about to say something, but he found that Makado's figure was gradually fading.

The last power left in Ryan's body is being exhausted. Makado himself discovered this. The Handprinter has faded away all the ridicule and cynicism at this time. He revealed his mortal face, which is a simple and dying. Old man.

He is the founder of the bureaucratic system of the human galaxy empire. He is the first person in power under the emperor. He is the strongest psionicist in the empire besides the emperor. Most people forget.

His appearance is not sacred at all, unlike the emperor and the original body, which is fascinating at first sight and produces a sense of worship.

Because this is a human face, a mortal face, he doesn’t have any divinity in his body. If you don’t look at his golden double-headed eagle scepter, most people cannot compare him with an ordinary old bureaucrat. Distinguish.

"I really have a lot to say to you, child, but I don't have time." Makado looked helplessly as he was dissipating: "Your existence is the result of me and the immortals doing everything possible to create the original body. Saved from the dark power, my genes and the emperor's genes make up you."

"The immortal gene in your body has been lost because of the destruction by Tecchi and sharing it with Suria." A golden light shot from Makado's chest and poured into Ryan's body: "Now, let me restore it, but , This is the last time."

"Father!" Ryan finally shed tears, the original body tried to reach out his hand, but he caught nothing.

"To find the meaning of your own fighting, to find a way to end all this chain of hatred, to solve the ultimate proposition of the universe, there is still hope, Ryan." Macado's figure turned into light: "Please, please. my son."

"What you lose is only the shackles called freedom, and what you will get is the whole world! Child!"

The last mark of the palmprinter in the universe has disappeared. The hero's light dissipates with the chaotic wind in the subspace, and there is no reverberation. The nine and three-quarters of the platform has been disillusioned, and the rest is a large area. nothingness.

All the confusion on Ryan's face disappeared, and the original body pulled Su Liya, who had already burst into tears, to kneel.

"Thank you, father!"

The stalwart psychic energy of the Primal Gray Knight is re-burning, more vigorous than ever, in addition to the usual sky blue and silver flames, it is also added with golden flame light.

Since then, Ryan has no more confusion.

"The hymn of the foster father is the hymn of a mortal." Su Liya gently wiped her tears, and the female knight stretched out her hand sentimentally: "He is a hero, a real hero."

Ryan stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, the original body opened his hands, and he recited an ancient song in silence.

"The hand of the emperor is the hand of protection." The sky blue and silver flame lit up.

"The hand of the father is the hand of nurturing." The golden flame lit up.

"The two hands are combined, and the door opens."

A door to the mortal world appeared in the chaos of the subspace.

"The blessings of Tonyaki and the other Chaos Three Gods, the source quality of the digital elven gods in Mogul's body they have given is enough, and there is even surplus." Ryan burst into tears and smiled at Sulia. Said: "Well...it's time to go back and continue to fulfill our own mission, which we chose, to save the world and stop Aicharn and the moment of finality!"

"Yeah!" Su Liya shook Ryan's hand.

…………I am a farewell, the dividing line of the handprinter…………

Palace of Fontainebleau, Brittany.

It has been more than two months since my father and mother disappeared. Devonshire has never hated his weakness and incompetence like he does today. The eldest son of the Sun King has been intensively trained under the guidance of the Green Knight and received various courses. He satchao listened to Uncle Lawn and Grandpa Francois how to deal with internal affairs, just to be able to persevere earlier.

After finishing a whole course with great difficulty, Devinhill just got off his horse and planned to take a break. At this moment, when a gust of wind blew, Devinhill suddenly felt his head touched lightly.

The proud baron usually hates others touching his head the most. Except for his father and two mothers, and Uncle Anglang, Devonshire will be angry when others touch his head.

But why does this feel so warm and so sad?

The son shed tears in the strange gaze of Sister Twilight. He stretched out his hand but caught nothing.

Something turned into a wind and left forever.

forever.