Chapter 301 292. Leaving
Hades, they were originally waiting for Malcador to chat with them, but as if they were in a hurry, or Malcador seemed to be relieved of Mortarion (?), the old man just left Hades dragged him aboard.
Fortunately, there was still some time before the ship could set sail, so Hades stood by the observation porthole and looked at the bustling crowd at the foot of the giant ship.
The most conspicuous one is Mortarion, the giant standing there, and then the Sage Kirkland who rushed out. The red robe is very dazzling among a group of white and green paint, and he even stands next to the original body.
Then there are Gallo, Vaux, and some of the administrative staff he brought... Pasteur is running here in the distance.
Further away, Hades could see the mortals of Cerberus sneaking out and mixing in with the servitors of logistics and transportation.
The Black Domain detected that some members of the Zero Company were also nearby. They were well hidden and could not be found with the naked eye except for rays.
As for what Hades thinks...
He is desperately explaining to Mortarion and Gallo the work he will stay. Although there are paper handover instructions, Hades thinks it is necessary to emphasize it verbally.
When Hades was still opening the window to explain to Pasteur about learning some administrative management, Malcador flashed behind Hades with a calm face -
Hades turned back suddenly and refused to kill him with his face. Last time It was Guilliman who did this.
"It's great to see you and Mortarion building the Death Guard so prosperously,"
the old man said calmly, but Hades felt that there was overtime anger in Malcador's eyes,
"You don't have to worry too much, a true warrior Naturally, he knows the direction of loyalty."
Under the porthole, Mortarion, who saw the corner of Malcador's hood, seemed to be holding up his scythe and cursing something. The Lord of Death's swear words loyally leaked from Hades's channel. come out.
Hades felt that Malcador's calm anger was igniting even more intensely. It seemed that the regent was not less annoyed by the troublesome three-piece package of Horus, Mortarion and Konrad Curze.
The old man smiled gloomily. Malcador said something offensive to Hades, and waved his scepter - now the voice in Hades' helmet could be clearly heard.
【Makado! Even your official documents are emergency orders! Could it be that the Imperial Legion is now your toy? ! You can adjust whoever you want? ! 】
How can a general transfer order be achieved in a standard Terra week? The regent's administrative speed can be said to be very fast.
Malcador spoke unhurriedly, and his voice was transmitted along Hades's channel,
"Lord of Death...Mortarion, I hope you will maintain the necessary respect for the empire and me. ”
[Despicable psychic, a villain who plays with government affairs! Even if you did contribute to the empire, this fact does not change that you are a moral bastard! Playing with people's hearts! The psyker! ]
Malcador smiled sinisterly. He took a few steps forward. Now Malcador was also near the porthole. The regent put his hand on Hades's shoulder armor.
"Mortarion,"
the old man lowered his eyes and looked at the figure on the deck,
"If you want your friend to be here..."
[...]
The angry voice of Mortarion on the other side suddenly stopped.
[Everything just mentioned is just my subjective opinion about you, Magic Pattern Malcador. ]
Mortarion's calm voice came from the channel, as if nothing happened just now.
[I hope your voyage is smooth, and I hope to receive a letter from the Death Guard Commander on Terra...]
Mortarion's voice lowered, with a menace through gritted teeth.
Malcador smiled like a politician,
"We can still respect each other, Mortarion. Don't worry, the empire values the Death Guard."
Hades looked at Malcador beside him calmly,
" ...A master at playing with people's hearts...Regent Malcador, I just met you today..."
Hades swallowed the last "shameless" word hard.
Malcador glanced at Hades,
"Thank you for your compliments, each other."
The plasma starter slowly ignited the blue-purple tail flame. Hades and Malcador stood by the porthole, and Hades waved again. He waved his hand, and what he responded to was the boiling ocean on the entire deck of the Endurance.
Hades stared at Mortarion.
"Lord Malcador, I haven't told Mortarion much about the Great Rebellion. Will this..."
"No need,"
the old man said calmly,
"The future has changed, and the future you know is no longer is the real future, and the Emperor's plans have changed accordingly." "
You have left them a little spark of hope and loyalty, and that is enough. The tenacity of Mortarion and the Death Guard is enough for them to face confrontation. The storm coming down."
The old man leaned against the floor-to-ceiling porthole and glanced at the increasingly smaller crowd.
"Aside from the Primarch Mortarion's persistent prejudice against psykers, I am very happy to see such a group of people. A legion full of vitality. Originally, I thought the Death Guard would be as boring as Mortarion himself."
Hades clicked his tongue,
"His cold humor is still amazing, but usually not many people have a high enough aesthetic sense to be able to Understand and appreciate what he means."
After being far enough away from the Endurance, the Imperial ship began to try to speed up.
Hades looked at the Endurance, trying to remember what she looked like now.
The Endurance is still very new, with a simple hull, and the Death Guard's record so far is engraved on the bow in High Gothic and Barbarian.
I don’t know how well these characters will be integrated the next time he reads it.
Hades scratched his head,
"Okay, what should I do next? I feel like I can't enter the subspace."
Malcador said calmly,
"I'll give you a simple holiday."
"Let's go back to Thailand first. La, perform a series of operations on your body, and then you can go to Mars to see where your disciple Jin has established his power." Hades turned back in surprise, wait a minute, Malcador just
now You mean "believers"?
But Malcador ignored Hades's surprise and continued,
"You can go back to work after this. I can only restrain your black domain for a short period of time. For the real solution, you have to find him."
Hades paused,
"Emperor...? Where will I find him when I arrive? He should still be on the Great Crusade, right?"
"Kerr."
Malcador said, the golden stars reflected in his eyes, shining brightly. glow.
Hades was stunned.
"Perhaps you are more familiar with its other name."
Malcador said lightly,
"It is called the [Perfect City] by the Word Bearers Legion -"
"Wait!"
Hades looked at Malcador,
"Is it too early?!"
The old man said tiredly He closed his eyes as if taking a nap,
"There is not much time. Navigating the subspace will consume a lot of our time. The ripples in the subspace are becoming more and more chaotic - especially for you. "
Moreover, the future has changed, and the master of mankind needs to make necessary sacrifices and changes."
OK
(End of Chapter)