Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 121 Lux and the War Dogs

Chapter 121 Lux and the War Dogs
In the years when fate was flowing normally, his life was a coward's tragedy.

His adoptive father turned into fragmented flesh and blood amid the roar of the butcher's nails, and his comrades turned into dry bones amid the battle songs of the slave owner's army.

And he, he didn't have time to do anything.

He would rather die on this red sand than become a speck of dust in the vast sky.

But he escaped.

This was not his choice, he never had a choice.

Perhaps he once had the power of choice, but the roar of anger swallowed everything—

All that's left is rage and sadness.

War Hound.

"Nuserria."

The captain of the Eighth Company, Kahn, stood beside the holographic projection planet. The azure fluorescent light shone on his smooth power armor, which looked sleek and serious.

Receiving instructions from the Holy Emperor, Kahn led his company to patrol this star region.

In search of their Primarch.

In this area, there are not many planets colonized by humans, and even fewer planets with a high level of civilization.

Nuseria is one of them.

Towering mountains covered with snow all year round, lush forests, tall city walls decorated with silk flags, and bustling cities.

Technology and culture have reached a delicate balance. The high productivity brought by technology can even support the prosperous arena entertainment on the planet.

It has to be said that even after Kahn had traveled to various planets with the expeditionary corps, Nuseria was still considered a very beautiful planet in his eyes, given its topography and cultural level.

If the War Dogs were ever to find their Primarch father, Khârn certainly hoped that his father would be on such a beautiful planet.

Compared to the crowded and noisy hive planet, compared to the dim and depressing agricultural planet, compared to the barren and scarce death planet, their Primarch must have a beautiful home planet.

Just like Lord Guilliman of the Thirteenth Legion, the charming Macragge, or Lord Dorn of the Seventh Legion, the serious Phalanx is silent in the universe.

Their Lord is the King of a bright planet, sitting in his castle.

Kahn carefully observed the planet's terrain scanned by the War Hound and looked at the towering fortresses.

Something deep in the blood and soul is calling for the dogs of war. This is it, there is no doubt about it.

Kahn thought.

He couldn't wait to contact the humans on this planet.

No, thinking about the Emperor's words, they still need to wait for the arrival of another big man.

The Emperor had them on standby in low Earth orbit, awaiting the arrival of helpers He would send who would help them better embrace their Primarch.

If the Primarch of the Warhounds was indeed on this planet, then he needed to make a good impression on his father.

He wanted their primarch to know—

The War Dog will be his most glorious battle axe.

"Captain Kahn, the messenger has arrived."

A war dog said.

"Sanger, send the Empire's meeting request to this planet at the same time."

Khârn nodded and led his brothers behind him to greet the Emperor's messenger.

right here.

Nuseria, the fortress of the nobility.

The meeting with the planet's ruling class went unexpectedly smoothly.

There was absolutely no resistance or attempt to flatter them. After gaining a preliminary understanding of the size and military strength of the empire, the rulers of the planet quickly opened the door to them.

The ruling class here even possesses the rare STC.

The rulers put forward conditions, asking them to submit to the empire, hand over the STC, and pay the tithe on time, but the condition was that the empire would not directly interfere with the class management of the planet and ensure that the ruling class here would remain firmly in power.

of course can.

If it is any other planet, it will be easy to take a planet with high obedience, rich resources and STC in a short period of time without bloodshed. The legion that completes this task will definitely be awarded honor by the empire.

but not now.

Kahn was wearing power armor that gleamed brightly against the ground. Insignias symbolizing past glory were delicately embellished on his armor, forming tiny arcs on the smooth armor.

Behind Kahn, the most elite soldiers of the Eighth Company stood in place, their armor also polished to a shine.

At the front of the team, a holy little angel led the team to meet the Primarch. She floated in the air, her white wings flapping slowly, as if a myth had come into reality.

The ruler of the planet appeared before Kahn.

Kahn looked at the pot-bellied middle-aged man in front of him with some impatience.

The man was slightly bald, and had a cunning look that War Dog hated.

Why isn't their Primarch the ruler of this planet?

Their Primarch is not on this planet?

Or did their Primarch dislike the intrigues of these mortals and was now concentrating on his own hobbies?

When Kahn had silently counted to the sixteenth world he had conquered, the middle-aged man whom he hated finally shut up and looked at him with a flattering expression.

Kahn took a deep breath and whispered in Lux's ear, "Sir, it's your turn to speak."

"Ahem! Captain Kahn, please speak for me."

Lux said seriously.

"."

Kahn did not expect this outcome.

"The 8th Company of the 12th Legion accepts Nuseria's proposal."

"After this, other departments of the Empire will come to this planet and bring him under the rule of the Empire."

Usually the first imperial department to arrive is always the Taxation Department, or the Mechanical Sages who are rushing to do archaeological research.

"Originally, the affairs of this planet should be handed over to other departments."

"But as Captain Kahn of the Eighth Company of the Twelfth Legion, we would like to ask for your help in the name of the Legion."

Hearing that this group of tall and mighty warriors, who looked like heavenly generals, had a request for him, the middle-aged man opposite was ecstatic and asked hurriedly.

"May I ask what your request is? We will do our best to help."

As long as he can establish good relations with those who claim to be the empire, then Denisovich's ruling position will be completely secure!
Those noble sons who hid safely behind their families and pushed him out to face outsiders, now they should regret it!

From now on, the Taplov family will firmly sit on the throne of the top leader of Nuseria!

Denisovich gave his most sincere smile and looked at the giant opposite.

"We want to find an adult in Nuseria."

"He will be the master of our legion."

Find someone?

"May I ask what characteristics the adult you are looking for has?"

The soldier opposite him was stuck, and after a long while, he spoke slowly.

"Extremely tall and stands out from the crowd at the same time."

"only these?"

"only these."

The warrior opposite him fell silent again.

Denisovich immediately began to think about whether there were any outstanding people among the noble families he knew.