Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 497 Emperor: It’s time to send out my most reliable baby!

[Okay, let me figure it out. 】

[Perturabo just suffered a tragic defeat. 】

[And Dorn will stand in front of Perturabo at this time, as a supporter, as a witness, as a manifestation of Holy Terra's loss of trust in Perturabo: and will bring his fatal mouth. . 】

[Meanwhile, the unlucky guy between these two guys: it’ll be me. 】

【……】

[So, is this the small price that Malcador mentioned? 】

Sitting on his throne, the Lord of Avalon tilted his face, and his two slender eyebrows outlined an arc that symbolized distress. In the empty throne room, only Morgan's eldest maid stood not far from her. above, surrounded by flashing memory storage arrays.

[What do you think, Anya? 】

After pondering for a moment, the original body's eyes finally rested on Virgo.

There is no way, such a large 23rd Expeditionary Fleet, thousands of Dawnbreakers and millions of mortal elites, plus various uninvited metal creations that do not care about life or death, can create a galaxy. Species Exhibition Garden: But the combined effect of these gatherings of heroes, snakes, gods, cows and ghosts on this issue is no better than the memory storage in Virgo's mind.

Instead of believing in Lana or Trazin, it is better to believe in the public relations crisis memo that Morgan left for himself decades ago before he officially returned to the Human Empire. Soul Man] is cold and ruthless.

The original body made up her mind, but just when she closed her eyes, worrying about what to do, and waiting for her eldest daughter's response, Morgan suddenly realized: her daughter's silence seemed to be too long?

【Ania? 】

"...Please wait a moment, mother."

Morgan opened his pupils, and then saw Virgo rubbing her temples in distress. This was a reflection of her inability to find the corresponding answer in the first place. Such a scene made Morgan frown: This kind of sight is not Seeing it too often is not a good thing.

You know, in the more than 40 years since she created Virgo, the Spider Queen may have given up many habits one after another, but she has always insisted on constantly upgrading hardware and software for her eldest daughter, especially When it comes to file storage and anti-subspace protection, the Lord of Avalon can be said to be quite considerate and do everything possible.

Many of the high-precision parts and subspace maintenance devices in the Virgo body were made by Morgan at the request of the Master of Mankind: these small, seemingly innocuous gifts, added up piecemeal, are the Emperor. A reward for Morgan's outstanding performance in the Nuceria incident.

Of course, other star maids naturally have corresponding transformations and enhancements: When Morgan deals with his relationship with these precious daughters, the two most common methods are to keep the bowl of water level on the whole, and to Show your favoritism in private and make each daughter feel that she is the special one.

This is not a lie, because each of the Star Maids is indeed the most special one in Morgan's eyes. They just received Morgan's most extreme love in different fields, but overall there is no difference between them.

"I'm fine, mother."

Virgo was silent for two seconds, his eyes regained clarity, and he shook his head.

"Because the amount of information and memos about the original body that you have stored here is really too much. It will take a while to search them all. Otherwise, how about you give me a few keywords? "

[Let me think about it...]

Morgan's fingers drummed on the throne.

[The original body, the relationship, and the two sides are influenced by each other. 】

"Primary body, relationship..."

Virgo whispered, entered these keywords into his mind, and finally started the big data search again, and then...

"boom--"

Accompanied by a crisp and sudden sound, Virgo's body leaned back, her face turned toward the ceiling, her eyes rolled white, and she fell into convulsions at that moment, unable to move: this was a manifestation of calculation overload.

Fortunately, before the Lord of Avalon stood up anxiously, Virgo returned to her original state and looked over helplessly. There were still a few slightly burnt curls on the ends of her hair.

"There are a total of 123,600 search results, mother. The earliest one can be traced back to the day you shaped me: I need to enter the two additional words [Dorne] and [Perturabo]. Is it important?"

【……Fine. 】

Morgan fell back on the throne, she covered her face helplessly and waved her hand.

"In this case, the search results are reduced to 2,200."

Virgo blinked.

"Do you want to hear the most conservative one or the most radical one?"

[Let’s start with the most conservative one. 】

After holding her hand, the Spider Queen's voice sounded a little loud.

"The radical method is: go back to Perturabo immediately, and then let your legion merge with his legion, end this expedition before Dorne arrives, and wipe out the Pocket Empire and the Hrud Alien within a month. .”

[...Is this a conservative approach? 】

"Compared to the radicals, yes."

[What about the radical method? 】

"The early steps are the same. Now immediately return to the Iron Warriors Legion, then find Perturabo and convince him to cooperate with Dorn's Imperial Fist Legion. Then the three legions will complete the expedition together and eliminate the opponent's army. Pocket Empire and the Hrud Alien.”

[…Are you saying the opposite? 】

"No, mother."

Virgo shook her head seriously.

"In the past forty years, no matter which memory input, you have always believed that persuading Perturabo to cooperate with Dorne is a more radical method than destroying any powerful enemy within a month. .”

【……really. 】

[Isn’t there something safer? 】

"There is one with the highest success rate."

Virgo tapped her temple, her pupils filled with countless words of explanation.

"Immediately contact Lord Conrad, who is leading the Eighth Legion on the expedition, and ask him to drive some opponents in the ghoul stars to the edge of the Far Eastern Frontier, and use this as an excuse to leave: face Petu When Rab and Dorn meet, escaping in time is the method with the highest success rate and survival rate."

【hiss……】

Morgan took a deep breath.

[Was the me before already so smart? 】

"But I must remind you, mother, no matter which method we choose, we must first return to the Iron Warriors and meet with Lord Perturabo."

【Why? 】

"Because the main force of the Iron Warriors is still stationed on the front line, and the reinforcement order issued by Terra should have been received by Lord Perturabo: Since the Imperial Fists still have a month to arrive here, we must stop it During this month Perturabo..."

"Sent away all the Fourth Legion."

[...Ania. 】

[Notice, speed up, and set off immediately! 】

"Understood, mother."

"..."

"Do you think we can catch up?"

【...Can we catch up? 】

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+It's not important. +

+It's completely unimportant. +

+ Such problems derived from decisions are not worth worrying about. We only need to make this decision, issue this order, and express this attitude. That's it. +

+ As for what the people who receive these messages think: those smart people will naturally understand what we mean, and those who don’t understand or are downright stupid, I will not have expectations for them from the beginning. +

+ I only need the help of those who are capable. As for those who have mediocre qualifications or no talent in this area, just don't cause trouble for me when solving problems: this is how I share the power in my hands and entrust heavy responsibilities to others. the core idea of the time.

+So, do you understand? +

+My best friend, Malcador? +

"..."

Malcador took a deep breath.

"It doesn't matter whether I understand it or not, Apocalypse."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if thunder clouds were brewing.

"I just want to ask: You came back from the front line of the Great Crusade, messed up the approved documents on my desk, and then took out this single letter and asked me to order Dorne to support Pettu. Labo (emphasis added)] Is this the whole purpose of your special trip to sign an expedition decree that is as stupid as a greenskin’s philosophical concept?”

+Well...if you want to...+

The Lord of Mankind pondered for a moment.

+ I can also drop by to visit you, my friend, just think that I miss you. +

"...Thank you, but I don't miss you."

The face of the Sealbearer was as cold as the wind and snow on Dorne's home star of Invet.

"Let me remind you, Tianqi, among the group of [prodigies] you gave birth to, Morgan is already extremely rare. The one who I can barely trust in terms of ability and character: before her, there was only Le Manlu. Si can meet this standard, but you know, Leman Russ is a person who can't handle things in many cases, and Morgan is better than him at this point."

"So, if you don't give me a suitable reason to explain that you have to throw such a galactic-level mess to Morgan in my name, causing me to not even be able to keep my only reliable partner: then Don’t blame me for withdrawing the paid vacation I have accumulated for two hundred years now.”

+...+

The emperor's face hesitated for a moment. For a moment, he actually looked innocent, especially when the words "paid vacation" were written on the emperor's forehead. The eyes of the Lord of Mankind... He was at a loss, as if a barbarian had just heard the words [aerospace].

+ Paid holidays? Did I have this law when I founded my empire? +

"Of course you don't have such a conscience."

The palm-printer sneered.

He unhurriedly pulled out an application form that looked a bit old from his robe. On the left and right corners of the application form were the Imperial double-headed eagle, which symbolized Terra, and the two-headed eagle, which symbolized Avalon. of eternal full sun.

"However, when your precious daughter visited Holy Terra, she once presented me with a gift package from the Far Eastern Frontier. This permanent and valid citizenship application is one of its components: as long as I fill in my name, I will Even if you are a legal clerk in Avalon, you can enjoy twenty to twenty-five days of paid vacation every year, and it can be stacked."

+...+

The Lord of Mankind stared at the application that seemed to have been rubbed for at least ten years, as if looking at his own death sentence. He coughed seriously, and suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to grab the application. Come over, but Malcador, who had already taken precautions, just flicked his fingers and let it disappear without a trace.

"It's a beautiful thought."

+...cough...my friend...+

+Actually...+

"reason."

The Sealmaster stared gloomily at his nominal master, especially when his eyes glanced at the documents that had been swept to the ground by the Emperor and blown everywhere. His numb eyes even made humans feel numb. The Lord retreated.

"Tell me why you brought Morgan, Dorn, and Perturabo together: don't you know what the relationship is between your two sons of steel and stone?"

"If at the beginning, the two of them could still appreciate each other, but now, it can be said that Perturabo's impression of Dorne is getting worse and worse. If one day, Perturabo and even the entire Steel I would not be surprised at all if the Warrior Legion regards Dorn and his Seventh Legion as enemies."

"You know that, right? Apocalypse?."

+...+

The Emperor fell silent and sighed, his face turning completely serious.

+Of course I know. +

+So, after learning that Perturabo and Morgan were going on this expedition together, and Dorne happened to have time, I rushed back and asked you to transfer Dorne's legions to the Kraken Abyss: No Wrong, I did it deliberately to bring the three of them together.

"But you clearly know..."

+But I clearly know that the relationship between Perturabo and Dorne is gradually getting worse, but it is not that bad yet: because they have not had much contact, because Dorne's honor is not yet so obvious, because The tragic war that Perturabo experienced had not completely broken his temper, making him hate Dorne completely. +

+ Because at this moment, there is probably still appreciation between them, and there is a faint possibility of re-fitting: although they will never be friends. +

+ I know it, my friends, I know it all. +

The Emperor's gaze moved downwards, and he stared closely at the wrinkled face of the Palm. The words in his mouth penetrated people's hearts like nails, causing Malcador's breathing to stop for a moment: Although the Palmist had never had the slightest idea of the Emperor's ability. doubt, but he never thought that he would be able to hear such candid words from the emperor now.

"But you..."

+That's right. +

The Emperor nodded.

+ I brought Morgan, Dorn, and Perturabo together, just to let my daughter try to see if I could bridge the connection between my two sons. +

"At this time?"

+What if? +

The Emperor smiled, a little bitterly.

+ Is it necessary to wait until Perturabo completely goes to extremes? Is it necessary to wait until Perturabo finds that his honor is completely unable to compare with Dorne? Is it necessary to wait until Perturabo's jealousy is directed towards fighting with Dorne? When it comes time to show off, will Morgan be left to make futile efforts between them? +

+Or do you expect anyone from Dorne or Perturabo to bow their heads? +

"..."

+ If we do it now, at least there is a slight chance of success, and at least the problem will not be too unsolvable: You know Morgan’s ability in this area better than I do, Malcador, even if she fails in the end, she will not The failure was so bad that it burned him, and no matter how bad the relationship between Perturabo and Dorn was, it could only get as bad as the bottom line, and there would be no additional losses. +

+ As long as the relationship between them can be slightly improved due to Morgan's activities and this expedition, it will be a good thing that will benefit the entire Great Expedition and even the entire human empire: such a considerable success reward and such a meager The cost of failure, why should we hesitate? +

"..."

The Seal Holder was silent. Just like countless times before, he still could not convince his master in terms of motives, reasons or righteousness. Even he himself was convinced by the emperor's arrogant explanation: the only thing that convinced Malcador What worries me is the feasibility of this fantasy plan.

"But, Apocalypse, have you discussed this plan with Morgan beforehand?"

+No: She won't know all this until she gets your decree. +

"..."

+What's the matter, my friend? +

"Nothing, but there is one thing I want to tell you in advance, Apocalypse: If I fail to receive a penny of tax from the Far Eastern Frontier, the Five Hundred Worlds, or even Nostramo in the future, you are not allowed to blame me for this. .”

+ Does this matter? +

"...Don't worry about it, just make a written statement!"

#Bargaining like yesterday#

"However, Apocalypse: How can you be sure that after Morgan receives this decree and understands your request, he will honestly follow your request and implement this fantasy plan instead of running away directly? There are at least three ways she can reasonably withdraw from this expedition and return to Avalon."

+Makado, do you still remember what I said to you before? +

"Which sentence?"

+ I placed Morgan next to her blood brothers, not only to let her influence her blood brothers, but also to let her blood brothers influence her in turn. +

+ Put your doubts and worries in your stomach, my friend, maybe thirty or forty years ago, Morgan would really have retreated to Avalon, but now? +

+She couldn't bear to leave. +

"..."

+ What's more, it's not like I haven't arranged enough capable helpers for my precious daughter. +

"...Who are you referring to? Did you assign any forbidden army to go there?"

+ No, I sent the most capable person. +

The Lord of Mankind smiled confidently.

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+Dorn. +

"..."

"Dorn??!!"

+Yes, Dorne. +