Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 877 Pedronila actually spent a fortune to acquire Bonzmann in order to publish my biography.

Merseyside, Shadow of Reign, Primarch Office.

Nimrod leaned against the throne, listening to Arsène Dunn's report.

"My lord, in the battle to quell the rebellion, the legion suffered a total of 1,594 casualties."

"The 10th Battle Group suffered the most casualties, with 1,047 men, most of whom died during the attack on the 42nd Stargate."

"I see."

Nimrod nodded. He had sacrificed nearly a thousand warriors in exchange for more than six thousand Terran Raven Guards who were not good at attacking strongholds.

Later in Merseyside, he also gained 312 blind kings.

The Blind King is not a potion ingredient that has been unlocked at Sequence 5 or lower; it is at least Sequence 4 or higher.

The "Chaos Mentor" discerned its spiritual radiance and determined that it should be a main ingredient for a Sequence 4 potion.

Based on its parasitic characteristics, it has been basically determined that it is the main material of the "parasite" in the "erroneous" pathway sequence 4, consistent with the pre-war judgment.

Becoming the blind king was another important achievement of his.

As Ninglu pondered, the Primarch attendant with snow-white hair continued to report.

"The nobles of the Akum-Sothos star cluster captured by the Legion have been delivered to their respective target star systems."

Alsena previously led the "Deduction Academy," screening captured nobles and selecting families with influence or control over key assets.

Shortly after he reported to the Black Emperor, he received an order to send them in batches to nineteen star systems.

“Very good, Maria and the others will take over the follow-up matters.” Ninglu simply stated the information that Arsena should have.

"I received a report from the Warmaster's squire Marrogst that Lupecal personally announced the execution of Merseyside and many other world leaders of traitors for their crimes of defiling his honor."

After the Black Emperor was used as an example to establish his authority, Arsena showed no respect for Horus and addressed both Horus and Horus by their surnames.

“He accepted the list we and the Ravenguard submitted, and retained some of the nobles’ power.”

"The Akum-Sothos Cluster has begun to recover gradually and will soon once again become the engine of the Imperial expedition."

Horus has decided to convene his first war council since taking office as warmaster, but preparations will take time.

Alsena glanced at the data panel with his long, narrow blue eyes, confirmed it, and continued speaking.

"The Star-Speaking Choir, which has come from Terra, is establishing a new psionic focus on the Soul of Vengeance and forging stable links with the Primarch flagships."

"I suspect that the Warmaster still needs time to contact the other Primarchs, so he has set the date for the 13th of the 12th Standard Month of this year."

"I understand." Ning Lu nodded slightly.

The War Council has traditionally convened in Terra's Golden Palace, but with the Emperor granting power to Horus, it will naturally move to the Soul of Vengeance.

[Perhaps this is the only time.]
While Ninglu pondered, Alsena continued his report.

"Lord Loka has requested a visit."

Upon hearing this, Nimrod immediately recalled the pre-battle meeting, where Horus had invited Loka to the platform to speak on his behalf.

[Loka must have an ulterior motive...]
Ning Lu pondered silently for a moment, then said, "I will see him."

To find out what Luo Jia is up to, we need to meet him.

Alsena closed the data panel. "Miss Viva, we've returned to Terra."

"She took your biography very seriously, went to the base hive, found the Bonzman Company which specialized in ancient papermaking techniques, and spent 3.6 billion Skyhawks to acquire the company in its entirety."

"She then approached Makado, who agreed to let her expand the scope of the Bondsman company to include the publishing and electronic data information industries."

“Petronila is so kind,” Ninglu said with a smile.

He recalled that the first royalties of Ignace Carcas, one of the greatest poets of the "Great Expedition" era and the chronicler of Expeditionary Squadron 63, were only enough to order two hundred copies of the fifty-page quarto-sized Bonzmann No. 7 notebook.

All of his famous works were completed on black lambskin and heavy cream-colored paper in the Bonzman No. 7, including "Introspection and Recitation," which was reprinted until 42000 and was also the pinnacle of his creative achievements that earned him the Ethiopian Medal, the highest honor in the field of imperial literature.

In addition, works such as "In Praise of Unity," eleven "Imperial Epics," and "Sea Poems" were also completed in Bonzmann's Notebook No. 7. Even for this well-paid poet, Bonzmann's paper remained a scarce and expensive resource.

The extravagance of acquiring Bonzman for 3.6 billion Sky Eagle dollars and publishing a book on paper was something only a very few Terran nobles could afford, and the high-ranking court representative of the Capinus family was naturally one of them.

[I never imagined that Petroni would spend so much money to acquire Bonzmann in order to publish my biography.]
At the same moment Alsena stepped out of the Primarch's office, the Starship jumped to the Yannis system in the Akum-Sothos cluster.

The middle deck of the Starship, L-19, was originally the dormitory for the new recruits of the Fifth Legion. During the war to quell the rebellion, they were assigned to various warships of the Legion to assist the Royal Court monks in recording star maps and to study.

They are now used to house noble prisoners from the fourteen worlds.

The young nobleman Pezzella lay on the bed. The bed of the Astartes recruit was similar in size to his bed on the family warship, except that the steel bed board was far less soft and comfortable than his wooden bed.

He stared at the lumens light strip above his head, his eyes wandering aimlessly.

Not long ago, his family was the ruling family of Potsdam, representing the Empire and Lord Horus, ruling over thirteen worlds in six star systems, supplying resources for the Great Expedition, and coordinating the transfer of goods on five subspace routes through the star systems they passed through.

The star sectors ruled by the Pezzella family are no less than any of the Imperial sub-sectors.

Its industrial capacity far surpasses that of most similar worlds, comparable only to the worlds under Lord Nimrod and Lord Guilliman, and a few other developed industrial worlds.

Pezzella enjoyed glory for nearly two centuries, but a year ago, things changed.

His father, the former patriarch, convened a meeting and announced the worship of the Blind King.

He and his clansmen vehemently opposed it, but his father seemed to have changed.

He possessed a peculiar charisma, and it wasn't long before his people began to follow him.

Now he knew that his father had been parasitized by an alien and had bewitched his people.

But it was too late; he was the only one left in the Pezzella family.

He is still a criminal.

“The Pezzella family… will be destroyed soon…” he murmured bitterly to himself.

Da da da……

A cold mist filled the air as the hatch slid open.

Pezzella turned her head curiously to look, and then her dull eyes lit up.

He saw a pair of flawless legs through the swaying black skirt.

Pezzella sat up in bed, his laziness receding, and quickly regained his composure, standing up smoothly and naturally.

He looked at the tall woman who walked into the cabin; her long, soft golden hair cascaded down her back, and her blue eyes shimmered with tears.

The long black dress accentuated her dignified and holy appearance, yet also possessed an indescribable allure.

[There is no woman as beautiful as this in all of Potsdam… no, in all of Akum-Sothos.] Pezzella thought to herself in amazement.

“I am Maria of the Kournikova family.”

Maria, the "Witch of Pleasure," parted her red lips slightly, her voice magnetic, penetrating Pezzella's ears and resonating in his heart.

Pezzella tried to look away, as it would be impolite to stare at a woman; he focused his attention on what she was saying.

[The Kournikova family...I think I've heard of them.]
“I heard that the heir of the Potsdam family is in trouble, so I came here to see if I can help you.”

"Can you really help me?" Pezzella asked, half-believing.

"Of course, my family has followed the King ever since Lord Nimrod came to Vostonia."

"I can get you a pardon and restore control of Potsdam."

[Kournikova... Elena Kournikova, Chancellor of Vostochnia.] Pezzella suddenly remembered, a flash of inspiration striking her.

He said excitedly, "Ms. Kournikova, please help me."

"Once I regain power, I will repay your generosity today."

(End of this chapter)