Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 884 The Wolf King's Uninvited Guest, Only to Obtain Ninglu's...

The Inner Palace was built on the ruins of Kathmandu. It is a huge complex located in the heart of the royal palace, and its security is entirely handled by the Royal Guard.

The Gate of Ascension separates the inner palace from the outer palace area.

The inner palace houses the Emperor's sanctuary, the Mechanicus Embassy, ​​the Sealholder's retreat, the Overlord's Palace—the meeting place of the Terra Council, the highest authority in the Empire, the Path of Victory—a wonderland influenced by the Emperor's psychic powers, the Hero's Tower, which houses the Soul-Bell that tolls for the souls of fallen heroes, and the Empire's premier academy, among many other important buildings.

The Imperial Chief Academy is the largest academy and library in the empire.

The auditorium of the Imperial Academy was paved with clean marble and furnished with maple chairs sent from the Capinus family estate in Cairo.

Lauren Visher, the Starfather Envoy of the Navigator Family, entered the hall on time with Nemo Zhi-ming, the Abbot of the Star Language Court, and took their seats in the front row of the hall.

She had just taken a sip of Sea Cradle tea infused with mandrake when she suddenly frowned.

She turned and looked toward the corner, where Gianluigi, the navigator of the Belisarius family, walked in.

Just as Pedronila Viva was about to go on stage, she gestured to her father, and Chief Capinus walked over.

“Mr. Capinus, you won’t refuse me, an uninvited visitor, will you?” Belisarius opened his mouth, his sharpened teeth as sharp as wolf fangs.

“Of course,” Capinus replied quickly, smiling.

He had prepared a spare seat behind the last row and arranged it there.

If a distinguished guest arrives, they will be moved to a suitable location based on their location.

If no unexpected people arrive, they will quietly withdraw after the event begins.

"I don't know that you left the Herafunkel and returned to Terra."

"The Wolf King gave me a break." Belisarius stared at the beautifully printed books on the stage.

Not long ago, the Wolf King found him, gave him a vacation, and asked him to attend the launch of another Primarch, Nimrod's biography, and bring back a copy for him.

Belisarius knew that the Wolf King wanted to learn about his Primarch brother through Nimrod's biography.

The world thought the Wolf King was crude and cruel, but Belisarius knew that Leman Russ was shrewd and cunning, which was hidden behind his savagery.

Belisarius glanced at Visher and the rows of representatives from the navigator families, then walked straight to the middle of the last row and sat down alone.

The Capinus family servants looked at their patriarch in bewilderment, and Capinus made a gesture.

The waiters quietly dispersed, no longer moving their chairs.

Capinus averted his gaze; he knew that among the guests were visitors from various forces, both overt and covert.
Guilliman made no attempt to conceal his dispatch of a representative, Glenn Wosotto, who had served under Lord Nimrod.

Lord Forgrim, who has a fondness for art, is none other than Gorgonda Pajako, the former chief preacher of the "Son of the Emperor," and is also the most powerful person in the Terra Council besides the lords.

Despite her white hair and age spots, she remained the emperor's mouthpiece, and every word she uttered sounded as if spoken by the very ruler of mankind.

……

Capinus stood tall, unconcerned whether the guests were there because of the Capinus family's power or for their own ulterior motives.

Today is a glorious day for House Capinus. The publication of the first Primarch biography, especially the work of the legendary and mysterious Lord Nimrod, will solidify House Capinus's position in the Terra court and council.

Pedronila will be a re-enactment of the legend written by the great-great-grandmother for the Lord of mankind.

He watched with pride as the tall Pedronila walked up to the platform and gently touched the maple desk gifted by the emperor.

Pedrona, dressed in a black dress, raised her slender hand, her meticulously groomed fingers lightly touching the table.

"More than two hundred years ago, my ancestors also recorded the glory of the Lord of mankind at this very desk."

"Our ancestors witnessed the establishment of the empire and recorded the human race's reconquest of the galaxy."

"Over the past seven years, I have been writing the biography of Lord Ninglu at this very desk."

She withdrew her hand and straightened her swan-like neck.

"For seven years, I doubted whether my humble skills could fully embody the brilliance and extraordinary talent of the greatest hero of our time."

"But Lord Nimrod encouraged me; his obsidian eyes, when they gazed intently at me, gave me the courage to complete it."

As Pedronila spoke, she picked up a black-covered book from the table, holding it by the bottom edge with her right hand and displaying it with her left.

The entire book has 3,300 pages, and every page is a masterpiece of human papermaking technology—Bonzmann No. 11.

Each page of paper is worth more than a single person's life savings.

Of course, they are even less likely to be able to buy it.

After Pedronila acquired Bonzman, she ordered the technical department to develop this type of paper. She skipped over No. 10 and named it No. 11 directly. She also ordered that only Lord Nimrod's biography be printed.

"I named it 'Shadow King'."

"Lord Ninglu's achievements are remarkable, but few people know about his glorious epic, which is as mysterious as a shadow."

“He was also known as the King of Vostonia, which is why I named the biography.” She gently stroked the four large gold-embossed characters on the cover.

"For the first time, Lord Ninglu revealed his mental journey of wielding his spear in the abyss of Kolonid and sweeping away the Mitu aliens."

"Of course, there are many other battles as well. As for what they are, you will have to explore them in the book yourself."

She looked down at the audience and saw Belisarius sitting alone in the last row, looking at her with great interest.

“I witnessed firsthand how he defeated the powerful alien Lady Hera; the records of the War Council do not contain such vivid accounts of me.”

She looked down at the nobles below the stage, their eyes shining, and finally settled on Osien, the Minister of the Imperial Archives.

"There was even a battle between Primarchs within the Warp—Nimrod and Magnus, two Primarchs who knew the Warp best, engaged in a magical contest in the immaterial realm."

Nemo Zhi-ming, the abbot of the Star Language Court, shook his hand and looked at Visher beside him.

Lauren nodded slightly. She had already read the report within the family and wasn't particularly interested in the part about the layman, Pedronella. What interested her most was the mysterious Lady Hera.

Lord Anglon left no records; the mystery of Lady Hera can only be glimpsed in Lord Nimrod's biography.

Seeing that everyone's interest had been piqued, Pedronila chuckled.

"The person who left the seal just jokingly said that he wanted my autograph."

"Of course I wrote my name down myself, but I also know that without my reminder, people might have overlooked it."

After making a joke, she continued.

"However, there is a page inside that contains the preface written by Lord Ninglu for this book."

"And his own signature and seal."

"Of course, what you have received are photocopies. After all, the sir is not as free as I am, and has time to sign and stamp so many books."

She said playfully, "His autograph is my most precious treasure."

The nobles laughed heartily in agreement. One by one, they stood up, went up on stage to take a photo with Pechorella, and took away the book prepared for them.

Belisarius finally stepped onto the platform and looked at Pedronella: "Ms. Capinus, could you give me two copies?"

Pedronella sized him up. Besides Osien, who was the Seal Bearer, Glenn, who was Lord Guilliman, and Piaco, who was Lord Forgrim, and a dozen others who had requested additional copies, this uninvited guest had also asked for a second copy.

“Of course, Mr. Belisarius.”

After the establishment of the Terra Council, the Palatine Dome outside the Europa Wall was the first place where no banquet was held all night.

The rustling sound of pages turning echoed through the noble mansions.

Beneath the palace, the Seal Holder, Macardo, stood before the Emperor.

After hearing about the proceedings of the White Terra Council and the diary entries written by Capinus for Nimrod, the Lord of Humanity's gaze became profound.

“I also remember Capinus; she was always energetic and serious to the point of being stubborn.”

He had to subtly influence Capinus to make many changes.

“Petronilla Viva is like another version of her.”

“That’s true. They won’t give up until they achieve their goal,” Makado said with a smile.

"I suddenly had an idea today."

"what?"

“Ninlu foresaw the establishment of the Terra Council,” Makado said thoughtfully.

“Even if he was not as prophetic as Magnus, Sanguielles, and Coz, he may have foreseen the development of the imperial political situation.”

"You mean he agreed to let Pedronila Viva write his biography in order to influence the nobles in Parliament?"

Macardo nodded. "He, all the Primarchs... perhaps except for Vorkan, would be unhappy about their power being taken away."

“But Nimrod won’t complain directly like Mortarian and the others; that’s the approach he might take.”

"Then, if I ban psionic powers, how will he react?" the Emperor asked.

Makado felt a mountain pressing down on him. "You've already made your decision?"

"Summon the Primarchs to a meeting in Nicaea."

"I will announce my decision."

Macado gripped the scepter tightly. "Yes, sir."

(End of this chapter)