Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 559 How to be a father (seeking follow-up)
Roche and Sanguinius fell to the back of the crowd, whispering to each other, talking about the Emperor.

Chagatai Khan, who didn't like a noisy environment, also came over, so the number of people criticizing the emperor increased from two to three.

"Your evaluation makes sense, but it is also biased."

War Eagle gently stroked his long beard and smiled meaningfully.

"The reason why the Emperor keeps a distance from his descendants is because he must maintain his identity and position as the Emperor. When he ascends to that position and becomes the Lord of Mankind, he must put the whole above the individual and justice above personal feelings."

"Perhaps he is an ordinary sentimental person who cares about others, but he must suppress his true feelings because too much emotion is a weakness. He is in charge of the entire galaxy's human empire. Even if he has emotions, how much will he have left after making repeated emotional choices?"

"The trolley dilemma itself is an unsolvable problem, but he has to make countless decisions every day that are thousands of times more difficult than the trolley dilemma."

"He is the greatest man in the world. We cannot deny his contributions and achievements simply because he did not do well in some aspects."

After Chagatai Khan finished speaking, he found that Roshi and Sanguinius were looking at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Their eyes were full of suspicion and disbelief, as if they had seen a monster taking over the bodies of their brothers and friends.

"You are not Chagatai, who are you?" Luo Xi suddenly said.

"Give me back my brother!" cried Sanguinius.

Could this be something that unruly Chogorian would say?

As early as when Roche was talking with the Khan and the Wolf King, he had a deep understanding of this Primarch with the lowest presence. The Chogorians have always had a hidden hostility and sense of distance towards the Lord of Mankind.

Chagatai Khan did not like any monarch, and when he was on Chogoris, he launched a war of resistance, cut off the head of the mortal monarch who ruled the planet, and hung it on a pole for public display.

If it weren't for the emperor's arrival, Chagatai might have already planned to completely overthrow rulers who make society rigid and inflexible, and sweep them into the dustbin of history.

He even believed that the Emperor had deceived everyone with the Imperial Truth. Although the purpose of this lie might be good, a lie is still a lie after all.

"Brothers, I know I left a bad impression on you in the past, but after thinking about it for a while, I have a new understanding."

The Khan's old face turned red. The past was the past and the present was the present. After so many things, even he, a staunch anti-fan of the Emperor, had changed his attitude and became a die-hard fan of the Emperor comparable to Leman Russ.

"Neos, did you hear what your sons said about you? Don't pretend you couldn't hear it. I know that if you wanted to, you could hear it clearly even if a needle fell from the moon."

Roxi shouted to the Emperor, and the big golden guy who was brainwashing Malcador and encouraging him to continue to shine in his position suddenly trembled all over.

Just like Luo Xi said, for the emperor, many times it is just a matter of willingness or not, not of can or can't. Naturally, it is impossible for him not to hear the three people in the corner muttering to him.

However, the emperor just closed his ears and pretended he heard nothing, just as he had done in the past.

Although escape is shameful, it is indeed effective. As long as you escape long enough, so long that even the people who are talking about it have died of old age, then the problem will naturally be solved.

"If you don't come, then we'll go over there." Luo Xi continued, completely dispelling the emperor's idea of ​​delaying.

The Emperor let go of Malcador and slowly turned around, as if he had made up his mind to face some terrifying existence.

"Luo Xi, why do you have to force me?"

"You know I'm not good at this."

Neos said with a helpless shrug, his gaze still dodging.

"Your Majesty, the Supreme Lord of Humanity, why would you be so reluctant to have a heart-to-heart with your own children? They are your sons, please."

The more the emperor resisted, the more excited Luo Xi became. He was determined to make this guy tell the truth in his heart.

Just thinking about it makes me excited to the point of raising my flag!
The emperor took a deep breath and came in front of Luo Xi.

He looked at Sanguinius standing beside him, and saw the extremely heroic face of this most holy son.

The Archangel showed a rare sign of fear, and instinctively retracted the wings behind his shoulders so that the Emperor could not see their existence.

"This is you, the real you. There is no need to hide its existence, Sanguinius." Roxi encouraged.

He could see that Sanguinius had always been afraid.

Regarding his natural wings and the bloodthirstiness of his offspring, he always believed that this was the original sin of the Blood Angels, and he was in constant fear that the Emperor would punish him.

With cat ears, he could barely be classified as a sub-human, but with wings, he was a mutant.

But did the Emperor really not know? How could this be possible?

Almost every Legion has its own little secrets, such as the genetic disease of the Blood Angels, the flesh and blood mutation of the Thousand Sons, the wolf curse of the Space Wolves, etc. As their founder, how could the Emperor not know the existence of these problems?

The Lord of Mankind looked at his angel son with complicated eyes, then at Roche's urging, he stretched out his arms and gently hugged Sanguinius.

His palm stroked the smooth wings, stroking the extremely perfectly maintained layer of oil. In the past, he did not like Sanguinius' wings very much, because this might imply contamination and mutation from the Warp.

"You need not feel fear or inferiority, son." The Emperor looked Sanguinius in the eye. "Roche is right. Perhaps I should show you more love."

Then the father and son's chests collided, and they could even feel the rhythm of each other's heartbeats.

What a nagging father! Sanguinius cried in his heart, but he still hugged his father involuntarily.

"I am proud of you, son." The Emperor leaned his head to Sanguinius' ear and whispered in a very low voice, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Second Empire."

Sanguinius' wings instantly tensed up as if they had been electrocuted, his muscles were stiff, and he didn't know what to do.

The Emperor laughed and left, then embraced Lion Jonson.

"My most loyal son, my Knight King, I know you will come back, and you will stay by my side, just as we promised when I found you on Caliban."

The dark angel's seemingly eternal cold face finally trembled and squirmed. Ryan knelt on one knee and declared his loyalty once again.

With the Emperor's approval, all the suffering and sacrifice become meaningful.

The Emperor was going to embrace Jaghatai next, but Leman Russ pounced on him like a dog off the leash, and pounced directly on the Emperor, almost knocking the victim who had just escaped from the Golden Throne to the ground.

Luo Xi looked at this scene with a frown on his face, and an image emerged in his mind of a giant husky expressing its affection and rubbing against its owner who had just returned home after a day of work.

"Ruth, Ruth, your enthusiasm is a little too much."

"Stop it! Don't lick me with your tongue!"

Chagatai no longer avoided it. He pulled his brother off his father without hesitation and gave the emperor a sincere hug.

Russ grumbled in dissatisfaction and let out a low roar, but still acquiesced that Chagatai had taken away his chance to have close contact with his father.

"My unruly war eagle actually landed. How strange, how strange." The emperor laughed.

The next person to interact with the Emperor was the silent Terran Guard. Dorn just watched his father and his other brothers get close to each other quietly, an emotion called desire surging in his eyes.

"My most reliable and unyielding son, when Terra was in your hands, I never feared its loss, ever."

The Emperor himself commended the Imperial Fists for their sacrifices and contributions, and that was enough for Dorn; he didn't need more, for he was already incredibly strong and reliable.

Roche signaled with his eyes the last Primarch present, Konrad Curze, who was huddled in the corner.

The Nostramo found the darkest corner and sat facing the wall in silence.

He was embarrassed and ashamed. All the ridiculous things he had done before flashed through Koz's mind. He thought he was well prepared, but he didn't know how to face his father who had escaped from trouble.

Will he really forgive himself?
If mistakes can be redeemed in this way, does fairness still exist?
Seeing that Midnight Haunter was about to be confused by his own train of thought again, the Emperor sighed and hugged Curze from behind.

"I didn't give you Corax's ability to blend into the shadows, son, because I wanted you to be an inquisitor who walks in broad daylight. In my imagination, you and your legion should be inquisitors who maintain the purity of the empire, not butchers who create fear."

"Everyone makes mistakes, you do, I do, the important thing is that we must have the determination to face our mistakes and correct them."

"You did a great job, really. You were able to break through the troubles caused by the prophetic illusion, which is not easy."

"I also want to thank Luo Xi for helping me find a child who had gone astray."

Luo Xi looked at Curze's thin figure trembling, and in the Emperor's embrace as warm as the sun, the heart wrapped in darkness was melting again.

"Welcome back, Curze, my son."

With the witness of his brothers and father, the Emperor's rebellious son, Konrad Curze, was finally able to return to the Empire.

Luo Xi's eyes became moist and he led the applause to celebrate this moment.

The sparse applause soon became lively, and even the imperial guards clapped their hands reluctantly with jealous looks in their eyes.

Oh, my Lord, there are us! There are us!

(End of this chapter)