I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 182: I’ll let you go home after you defeat the swarm!
"You still remember who guided you, right?"

Zhou Yun had a perfect smile on his face, gentle but not disgusting.
Although he looked so young, his tone was like that of an elder who was teaching the lost Dante.

The tone even reminded Dante of his father Areias.
What horrified Dante the most was that what Zhou Yun said was completely correct. It was exactly what he experienced when he was eleven years old.
Zhou Yun described it in such detail, with every detail correct, as if he was looking at Dante at that moment.

The most important thing is that when Dante was almost dying of thirst in the desert
"He guided you, didn't he?" Zhou Yun asked with a smile, "When you were almost dying of thirst in the desert, that figure wearing golden armor, with white metal wings, and a halo with thorns floating behind his head?"

"He had a long sword as tall as an adult hanging from his waist, a red and white emblem on his shoulder armor, and in his hand he held high a holy grail filled with blood."

Dante's body trembled slightly.
He did see it. When he was about to die of thirst in the desert, an angel descended among the yellow sand and pointed the way for Dante.

For the past thousand years, Dante always believed that it was the blessing of angels. Without that blessing, Dante would have died on the way to the trial.

Dante never said this, and he didn't think the evil god could easily spy on the moment when Sanguinius was blessed.
Could it be that Sanguinius was not the only one who was watching over him at that time? Dante stared at Zhou Yun, and Zhou Yun's smiling expression made him feel shaken.
Dante's thousand years of experience could not detect any falsehood in it, only sincerity.

".He showed you the way and led you to a dead body. On that body were four bottles of water, everything you had dreamed of during your week in the desert."

"I remember that you dug a hole in the sand with your staff, buried the body as best you could, and prayed to the Emperor that his soul might rest upon the Golden Throne. And you thanked him for his wish."

"You should know that I am the Lord of Death. When I saw this, I was very pleased with you."

Zhou Yun's tone gently touched Dante's memory:
"You understand the value of death. You are a good boy. You will make a good war leader."

"I said this to Sanguinius at the time, and he nodded in praise of you."

Dante fell silent. For a moment, he really couldn't tell whether what Zhou Yun said was true or not.

He seemed to have actually watched Dante go to the trial, and saw Sanguinius giving Dante guidance.

If all this was really Zhou Yun's lie, then Dante would have to say that he was the best actor in the entire galaxy.

"You performed very well in the first trial. You refused to kill your companions and maintained your integrity and morality as a human being."

"This is exactly what we need, Louis of Baal II. We don't want the future Chapter Master of the Blood Angels to abandon the nobility of being a human being, because the Blood Angels bear such a terrible curse. Once they think of themselves as ruthless weapons, they will be controlled by blood thirst and black rage in turn."

"Deep down in your heart, underneath that Dante face you are still the salt seller's son, and that's why we chose you."

"The burden of a thousand years is not something that everyone can bear. You must shoulder all the curses and toil, and stand in the Angel Castle at this moment."

Zhou Yun's face was filled with deep sadness, and he sighed softly:
"Yanzi, you have suffered a great deal for the sake of humanity. You should have found relief and peace much sooner. You have earned this reward a thousand times over."

"But he cannot, and neither can I, not even if I were Death itself, grant you a peaceful sleep."

“You still need to bear the pain, you still need to make those difficult judgments, and you still need to fight for humanity.”

"Now, Salt Dante, tell me, are you willing to trust me?"

Mephiston, standing in the corner of the room, watched this scene with horror.
His expression was full of confusion and fear. Was this a conversation he could listen to?
That Warp Being actually claimed that Dante's becoming the Chapter Master was arranged by him and Sanguinius? ?

And Dante didn’t even refute what Zhou Yun just said?
Mephiston couldn't help but recall the information he knew about Dante. He actually felt that there were too many coincidences in Dante's life, as if they were deliberately arranged.

From Dante's participation in the Trial to his becoming a Blood Angel, and then to becoming the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels
Suddenly, Mephiston's gaze towards Dante became strange.

He felt that he was not like Erebus. Dante was Erebus. His life was arranged by the existence of the subspace.

Dante was silent for a long time. After a moment, he slowly said, "Will I die? Will I get the sleep I want?"

"I will." Zhou Yun said without blushing or beating his heart: "I promise you."

"On the day when the Battle of Baal ends, when hope comes to mankind, you will find the rest you deserve."

"Dante, you are the best son of Sanguinius, and you deserve this."

".I almost trust you." Dante's face turned pale and his expression was slightly shaken.
The power contained in Zhou Yun's words was too strong. Even Dante, whose mind had been tempered for thousands of years, felt unable to resist.
He could sense that this voice did not contain any power from the Warp, and was not like the bewitching power of the Great Demon Tzeentch.
What's more, "What's more, I really don't know which dark god would tempt people with death."

Dante smiled bitterly.

Tzeentch desires endless changes, the Blood God desires eternal killing, Slaanesh enjoys indulgence, and Nurgle loves every life.
None of the four of them would tempt anyone with death, which only offers peaceful sleep.

"Luis Dante." Zhou Yun said softly: "You should make a decision. The mission of one thousand years is about to end." "Dante lowered his head in silence.
Zhou Yun's words almost stripped off all the masks on his face, revealing the face of the salt seller's child.
Dante looked through the mirror on the table, his eyes full of hesitation.
He almost believed Zhou Yun's words, and even unconsciously felt close to him.
But deep in his mind, the rationality accumulated over thousands of years was still fighting, reminding Dante of the risks involved.

"I'll consider it." Dante resisted the urge to agree and said with a slightly pale face.

His experience taught him that he should never make decisions on impulse and that he needed some time to calm down.

Zhou Yun looked at this scene and just nodded slightly.
He knew he had done enough.
With his understanding of Dante's life and the ultimate acting skills given by the hot stage clapperboard & robot director, Zhou Yun successfully pushed the balance in Dante's heart hard. That's enough. As time goes by, the effect of those words will not disappear, but will become stronger and stronger, pushing Dante more and more to take the actions that Zhou Yun needs.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Yun smiled and said, "We have waited for a thousand years. We can still wait a little longer. After all, the time has not come yet."

"But I hope to hear the answer before the swarm arrives."

Zhou Yun must wait until the hive mind descends and blocks the warp before he can revive Sanguinius, otherwise he will have to face the attack of the Blood God.

What's more, there is still Kabanha, the Khorne bloodthirsty demon who is trying to invade Baal, who has not been dealt with.

"What if I refuse?" Dante asked, looking up.

"Then I will be disappointed. But I still insist that Sanguinius and I made the best choice. You are a good Blood Angel, Dante, perhaps the best one."

Zhou Yun shook his head slightly and said:

"But I have to fulfill my promise to the Lord of Baal. I will achieve my goal in my own way, Dante."

Dante was silent for a moment, then he nodded slowly: "I will answer you in the next few days. Mephiston will arrange accommodation for this Excellency."

Standing in a corner, Mephiston nodded blankly with a horrified look on his face.
What I just heard was horrifying.
If what Zhou Yun said was true, then Dante was appointed as the Chapter Master by the Warp Beings.

If what Zhou Yun said was false, that would be too scary. His ability to bewitch people is even stronger than that of the great demon Jianqi.

"Okay." Zhou Yun nodded slightly, and with a smile, he pushed open the red and pink wooden door. The light of the star Idalia appeared behind the wooden door.
It obviously leads to the Holy Sun Treasure House belonging to the Blood Angels Think Tanks.

The light of the star, which was restrained and compressed by the emperor's own power, shone on Zhou Yun, but Zhou Yun's expression remained normal, as if he was completely unaffected.

Dante noticed this and the wavering look in his eyes eased a little.

"Dante." Zhou Yun turned his head, looked at Dante and said, "Your father is proud of you."

Dante's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Which one?"

Zhou Yun smiled without surprise: "Both."

After saying that, Zhou Yun and Mephiston disappeared into the wooden door, and the red and pink wooden door also disappeared from the spot.

Dante was the only one left sitting in the office, covering his forehead tiredly.

In the Holy Sun Treasury, Zhou Yun looked at the star hovering in the sky with great interest.

He knew that this thing was bound by the Emperor's psychic power. He didn't know how much this thing was worth.

"Sir," Mephiston whispered, "What did you just say?"

Zhou Yun noticed Mephiston's expression, blinked and said, "Of course it's true. I'm not some blue-haired bird."

"Do you think my sincere expression looks like a lie?"

Mephiston's eyes twitched slightly as he listened to Zhou Yun's words.

"Okay. We've done what we can with Dante. Let's talk about the subspace."

"I have an idea for dealing with Kabanha. Can you actively summon Kabanha to a specific location?"

"For example, summon it into a semicircular pocket?"

"Ah?" Mephiston looked confused.

(End of this chapter)