Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 135 An Angel Descended to My Side!

The boarding tarmac of the Imperial Pride.

"Are you really going alone? Don't you need us to send some assistants or anything?"

“No, Fugrim. Don’t I still have Yrel and the Eldar pirates to help me?”

“Nukeria is too far from here, and there are raging warp storms. If you were to come with me, it would waste a lot of time and energy on the expedition.”

"Your command is needed to lead the great expedition of the Twenty-Eighth Expeditionary Fleet. At present, the Emperor's Son is not well-staffed, so completing the expedition mission is the most important thing."

Kaska gently persuaded him.

After completing the occupation and terraforming of these Nephilim planets, the joint expeditionary fleet composed of the three legions will soon part ways.

Space Marines from the Sons of the Emperor, the Blood Angels, and the Legion of Word Bearers will each embark on missions toward the known frontiers currently known to the Imperium of Man.

Casca's objectives, however, differed from those of these expeditionary fleets.

He will travel alone aboard Yrel's Eldar pirate sails to Nukelia to rescue the most shameful Primarch, Angron, who is trapped in the gladiatorial arena.

As for why only the Kasgars and Eldar pirates are currently allowed to participate, it's due to the crimson warp storm that's been raging near this planet.

The planet Nukelia is not remote; in fact, it is part of the interstellar empire ruled by King Connor, Guilliman's adoptive father.

However, due to the sudden and overwhelming subspace storm, the planet was severed from other human forces long ago.

But this doesn't mean that no one can reach Nukelia.

Back then, when a group of disgraceful Eldar were annihilated by the three-year-old Angron, they relied on the nearby network tunnels to pass through the raging warp storm.

There is an entrance to the Eldar's web tunnels near Nukelia.

After Casca discovered this hidden information in the original text, he sent his subordinate Iriel to investigate the truth of the matter.

Now that the thirst of the Holy Blood Angels has been completely healed by Kasgar, and the Word Bearers have found new believers as their source of soldiers.

As the Emperor's Sons fleet prepared to embark on a new expedition, Casgar knew it was time to head to Nukelia and rescue Angron.

As for the task the Emperor entrusted to Casca to manage the Word Bearers until Loka returned to normal.
He outsourced the job to Angel Te.

It's not that Luo Jia is completely problem-free now.

But getting this guy back on track might be harder than teaching Eugene how to prove Goldbach's Conjecture.

We can only temporarily hand him over to Angeltai to keep him under control.

At Kasgar's suggestion, Luo Jia now mostly delegates Legion affairs to Angertai and other Word Bearer lieutenants, spending most of his time meditating in his room.

Luo Jia generally doesn't show up unless it's a crucial event or a battle.

To be honest, Angeltai was just a new recruit, and coordinating the entire legion was quite a challenge for him, as it was his first time participating in management.

However, compared to the three precious items, Luojia, Irebas, and Colfalun, which are more abstract.
Angeltai is not entirely unacceptable.

As a normal person, I've already surpassed them by a huge margin.

Furthermore, with the powerful and golden-glowing Lord Raum serving as supervisor and advisor, the legion can be completely protected from invasion by the forces of chaos.

They can even offer opinions and suggestions on certain aspects.

Therefore, although Angelo was only a new recruit, he was already able to reassure Casca in terms of handling specific matters.

As for prestige, as one chosen by the emperor, the Speaker dared not interfere with Angertai's status as a new recruit.

Although it is somewhat strange, he is considered a symbol of the emperor's blessing.

The title "Son of the Blessed" was still preserved for him intact.

One can only hope that Angortai won't end up like those three abstract nobles, dragging the entire legion into the abyss.

"The original body is prone to illness (referring to the head), you should strive to improve yourself."

When Angeltai expressed his doubts about his own unworthiness of the position, Kasga offered words of comfort.

Angelte nodded silently, then continued dealing with the mountain of paperwork.

His endless cycle of working overtime has only just begun.

"Sigh, if my troublesome younger brother is truly beyond saving, then just call me over."

Seeing that Kasgar was determined, Fugrim lightly tapped him on the forehead and said no more.

To save a Primarch on the verge of extinction, parting ways with Kasgar once again was a last resort.

However, Fugrim also had some doubts about his description of Angron—

How could this guy be so incompetent?

As the Primarch, he couldn't even defeat the mortals who captured him as gladiator slaves.

Is this still the original body's physical attributes and combat abilities?
Skillful.

I, Casca, also want to ask this question.

"All matters concerning the Great Expedition await your attention, Fugrim. You should return as soon as possible."

"correct."

"If you encounter any aliens called 'Stabbers' or 'Four-Armed Snakes,' be sure to wait for me to come back and deal with them immediately."

After giving some instructions, Kasgar boarded a small landing craft bound for the Eldar pirate ship.

Currently, only their Eldar pirates can travel to Nukelia using the Webway technology.

"Alright. Everyone, go and do your own thing."

Fugrim shrugged sadly.

"The Great Expedition is urgent; we have no time to wallow in self-pity."

"Prepare for a warp jump to the next expedition objective."

As Kasgar traveled aboard a small Eldar landing craft toward the distant Eldar pirate fleet, the engines of the Imperial Pride also accelerated toward the room at Mandeville.

During the Great Expedition, everyone has their own things to do.

"Remember to bring my little brother out completely intact!"

Kasgar still remembered Fugrim's parting words.

"I will."

He watched the wine-red ship gradually receding into the distance on the screen in front of him and thought to himself.

However, this happened when no one was paying attention.

A small, bright red gunboat quietly followed Casca and the others from a great distance.

"I am not God."

As Kasgar stepped into Irelia's sailing warship, he looked at Irelia, who was eagerly preparing to pounce on him, and spoke.

Extensive contact has long since honed Casgar's ability to skillfully predict his opponent's zero-frame initiation.

"If a new person is willing to join us, I will remove the mark of Salis from him."

"Also, it seems your sailboat has been expanded again."

Casca looked around.

Unlike when they chose to follow the Kaska, when they only had a few small Eldar sailing warships.

Before him were several pure white hourglass-shaped spirit bone pillars shimmering with a faint light. At the center of this pure white spaceship landing site, a glittering rune shifted and twisted within a constantly changing four-dimensional telemetry network, displaying a void map showing the current location of the entire warship.

Further ahead was the bow of the spaceship, where a holographic projection made of spirit bone material surrounded the helmsmen and enveloped them completely.

The helmsman and crew work together in perfect harmony without needing to speak.

Their thoughts have been ingeniously linked together through the spiritual essence of the starship.

The comfort level inside the ship is exceptional.

The fresh air and temperature here are unmatched, even by the most tranquil legions of the Emperor's Sons, making anyone who enters feel comfortable and at ease.

The central core area behind the cabin where Kasgar was located was a sacred place where the Eldar rested and cultivated the most delicious food in the world.

There are the most vibrant and beautiful flowers, and greenery trimmed to the perfect size, arranged in an artistic style that is hard for humans to imagine.

Not only are there gardens, but the eco-cabins also contain food produced by optimal proportions and a perfect environment, which are among the most delicious delicacies in the world.

If we add to that the Eldar cheese, made through countless processes that even the Eldar themselves find tedious.
Even Fugrim was incredibly tempted.

Fugrim: "Sometimes... the conflict between humans and Eldar isn't irreconcilable." (Sits down a piece of Eldar cheese)

During these days of having to find their own food, Irelia, with her immense potential as the Pirate King of Warhammer, managed to develop the entire fleet in an orderly manner.

Through a combination of double-crossing, persuasion, and attempts to recruit, Yrel, leveraging her reputation among the Eldar in the Ark and Kasgar's ability to erase Salis's mark with his flames, attracted many Eldar to join her.

In addition, the Bone Singers within the pirate crew constantly replenish the ships with the necessary spirit bone materials, and the entire Spirit Clan pirate fleet has undergone a complete transformation.

From the initial small boats of about 500 meters, they have gradually evolved to a scale of one kilometer, two kilometers, and now five kilometers.

It only took a few months.

Given the Eldar's long lifespan, and the fact that Yrel is still very young.

The speed of development is terrifying and unimaginable.

They were completely different from those old, stubborn members of the Elven race who seemed like they were on their deathbeds.

Perhaps in a few more days, her fleet will be able to rival the Twenty-Eight Expeditionary Fleets.

"Of course."

I was initially saddened by Casca's insistence that he was not a god.

But when she heard the other party praising her ship, Irelia's proud smile returned.

"During the time I was away from your fleet, I persuaded quite a few of my fellow Eldar to join us, mostly from Iyanden, but also from other Eldar and even the Komoro."

"After they boarded the ship, most of them became your loyal followers."

"Honestly, you humans would never understand what it feels like to have someone always watching you from behind."

“We Eldar are afraid of death almost every moment, whether we are the Eldar on the Ark or those corrupt brethren in the Comoros who aid and abet evil.”

"You have no idea what kind of freedom and liberation your flame, which is so similar to that of the Phoenix King, will bring us."

Indeed, what Irele said makes a lot of sense.

"But I am not a god."

Kasgar successfully anticipated the gaps in his opponent's combo.

Ding--

Just as everyone was talking, runes on the projection platform in the middle of the room started flashing rapidly, as if some message or anomaly was occurring.

However, neither Irelia nor Casca expected that Casca would automatically feel like there was always someone watching them from behind.

Because that person is here now.

[Communication request from a human-made small landing ship]

Human-made small landing ship?
"Are they from the Son of the Emperor's fleet?"

"No!" exclaimed a member of the Eldar crew, filled with doubt. "We don't recognize this ship at all!"

"impossible!"

Irele loudly denied it.

How can human detection equipment see through our radar camouflage?

What's the other person's name?

"she"

"She called herself Saint Gilles."

“You child god from humanity, we have never invited you to board our ship.”

Ireil ​​led hundreds of elite tribe warriors armed with star darts, ready to surround the crimson landing craft bearing the blood-stained emblem of Saint Gilles.

On the one hand, they couldn't just let Saint Gilles go back like that.

Even though the Emperor's Sons fleet has accepted them, according to the current laws of the Human Empire, the Human Empire still harbors considerable hostility towards "alien" races like the Eldar.

On the other hand, they didn't dare to escalate the situation too much.

If they were to actually shoot down Saint Gilles' landing craft, those fanatical Holy Blood Angels would go berserk, and their small Eldar pirate fleet would be no match for them.

"Thank you all for such a grand welcome. Saint-Gilles is truly honored."

The winged side door next to the blood-stained inscription opened, and Saint Gilles, dressed in magnificent golden armor, simply smiled as he looked at the Eldar surrounding him, their faces showing wariness.

Her seemingly innocent but actually extremely cunning eyes swept over the many Spirit Clan pirates, searching for the target she had been tracking for a long time.

"I'm just here to catch up with a good friend."

"Friends? I'm sorry, angel, even though your beautiful name has long been known throughout the universe, I don't think there is anyone here who is worthy of being called your friend."

"How not?"

The angel smiled and, meeting the wary gazes of the Eldar, shouted to the surroundings of the Eldar warship.

"Casca, come out."

"There's no point in you hiding anymore; I've come here to follow in your footsteps."

Just like the last time he followed Saint Gilles into the temple ruins and discovered the secret.

Unconvinced, Saint Gilles, guided by the prophecy, vaguely saw Kasgar piloting a void ship with Eldar-style features, traveling through the network to the prophesied sky filled with red sand.

Following him and going with him was the only way, according to the angel's prophecy, to save him and the Primarch from the Crimson Demon.

So what if you've read the script?

Can it compare to the powerful psychic prophetic abilities of Saint Gilles?
It's a boomerang again.

"This time, I've discovered your little secret too."

She leaned closer to Casca's helpless face and whispered.

"So, you really want to come with us?"

Kasga looked helplessly at Sanguiles, who was stubbornly refusing to leave the ship.

"I am but a lonely traveler. If you want me to leave, how can I refuse?"

"But if that happens, and the Holy Blood Angels press for details, some of the Third Legion's little secrets might be discovered by others."

As the angel spoke, a smile that he couldn't hide appeared in the corner of his eye.

So this is what it feels like to threaten someone with another legion's little secrets.

There was a strange sense of joy. The smile hadn't disappeared.

Instead, it moved from Casca's face to Sanguis's face.

"My dear aunt."

"I can cure your thirst for blood! If I'm wiped out by the Emperor for colluding with the Spirit Race, then your entire legion..."

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."

Seeing Casca's humiliated state, the angel smiled contentedly.

It's all because when the secret of Bloodthirst was revealed, Casca's smug and self-satisfied expression was just too irritating, which made the cunning angel want to take revenge.

But jokes aside, Saint Gilles would never forget the kindness of Casca in curing the thirst of the Holy Blood Angel.

"The biggest reason I chose to travel with you is to ensure your safety."

According to San Gilles's psychic prophecy, only when she too descends upon that red sand sky will Kasgar and the Gladiator Primarch have even the slightest chance of survival.

"If even a Primarch cannot escape from the arena, the darkness lurking behind everything he has encountered may be beyond our imagination."

"Anyone can die, including me. But you, Casca, cannot."

Saint Gilles seemed to be saying something very heavy.

We absolutely mustn't let the Blood Angels hear this.

"In the future, more new warriors of the Holy Blood Angels will undergo modification, and they will all need you to clear the blood thirst in their genes."

"If you die, the thirst for blood will return to our Ninth Legion."

Saint Gilles would never allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, the angels will always be watching you.
Until Doraemon is able to bring out the original casting as soon as possible to eliminate this flaw, the angel will continue to watch you like this.

Casgar: "."

Like the Eldar who were being watched closely by Salis, he was being watched by the angels for his entire life.

Especially considering that Fugrim's jealousy was far greater than imagined.

"Sis, have you thought about how I'm going to explain this to Fugrim?"

Kasgar had agreed with Fugrim to go to Nukelia alone.

If, after everything is over, she discovers that Casca didn't actually go alone, but secretly brought Sanguires along, and the two of them ran away to Nukelia for some alone time.
Haha!

This is terrible!
Casca felt as if a shear line had appeared on his neck.

Even if he can fool Fugrim, what about the Holy Blood Angels?
Seeing the angels, in order to satisfy the Legion's thirst for blood, willingly submit to the evil commander of the Third Legion, Kasgar, and be coerced into traversing the Web with the despicable Eldar aliens to a mysterious world that no human Empire probe could penetrate, one then witnesses the angels' actions.
Yes, there are cows!
The feeling of being possessed by a minotaur is enough to drive the Holy Blood Angel to madness comparable to Black Wrath.

"Casca! Why did you steal our mother—"

If the Holy Blood Angel really were coming towards Casca, what could he possibly say?

Children, I didn't take your mother away.

Did your mother come along on her own?
"It's alright. As long as you don't die, I'll help you get rid of all this."

Faced with Casca's impassioned speech, the angel simply smiled calmly.

"Following you to the world of red sand is a choice of fate, one that neither of us can avoid."

".All right."

After seeing that the angel had no intention of disembarking, Casca, who had remained silent for a long time, finally had no choice but to compromise.

You guys win, card-abusing section.

"Irell, prepare a seat for our new passenger, then set sail."

“Lord Saint Gilles, if you really want to kill me or ruin my reputation, you can find a less extreme way.”

"I will think about it."

The angel answered with a smile.

The prophecy was only part of the reason she insisted on following Casca.

More importantly, it also allows them to avoid those increasingly fanatical Holy Blood Angels.

After Casgar became Saint Gilles' hope and saved the entire legion from the blood thirst problem, the competitiveness and rivalry within the Blood Angels grew even stronger.

The worship of the Holy Blood Angels within the Legion has not decreased but increased, and has become even more intense.

"No! Only we Holy Blood Angels are Mother's favorite Space Marines!"

"It's all because of our own flaws that Mother began to look at the other Space Marines with new respect; it's all because of ourselves."

"Mother! Please don't abandon us!!!"

Saint Gilles decided to come here to avoid the trouble.

Hopefully, these Blood Angels will be able to recover a little bit while Saint Gilles is away.

Red Tears

The flagship of the Holy Blood Angels was in a state of chaos.

"What! Lord Saint Gilles has disappeared?"

Where did she go? Did she leave any message?

"Her personal maid found the farewell letter that the angel had left for us in her study."

"Then what are you waiting for! Quickly hand over the letter!"

The Holy Blood Angels Commander Azcalon, who originally possessed flowing golden hair, disregarded all elegance and snatched the exquisite parchment from the servant's hand.

It must be, it must be that he just temporarily went to Planet Melchior to have a conversation with Lord Luojia.
She definitely, definitely wouldn't have abandoned us—

[Seeing these words is like seeing the person]

【Dear Blood Angels. (Omitted: a large amount of greetings and praise)】

I, Saint Gilles, am deeply honored to have you as my noble offspring.

"And then what! Did Mother say where she went???"

Azcalon was so anxious he was about to cry.

Why does this sound like we're saying goodbye?
However, there is an urgent matter that requires my presence. According to the prophecy, I must travel with Commander Kasgar to a planet sealed off by a warp storm to save a Primarch who is about to fall into enemy hands.

【During my absence, Radoron and Azcalon, you two commanders must work even harder to fulfill the great mission entrusted to you by the Emperor for the Great Crusade】

"Mother... Mother, she... she and Casca."

Ran.

This is a fact that he finds absolutely unacceptable.

Azcalon's voice trembled as he recited the mantra.

How could this be?
How could this be?
No. Not teeth.
Azcalon walked down from the control room on the main bridge, looking utterly dejected, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

It was as if, as if a Cascadian was whispering in his ear:

Your mother doesn't want you anymore.

“Noooooooo!!!”

That kind of thing
No, I don't want that kind of thing!!!

On the Eldar pirate ship.

As the first pirate king to follow the new Phoenix King, Yrel's flagship naturally needed a resounding name to commemorate her future ascension to the top.

【The Insidious Raider】

This is the coolest, most dazzling, and also the most GrimDark name that Yrel, a super genius of the Eldar, came up with after racking his brains.

"It has the beauty of an invincible, cosmic super warrior."

Perhaps this is the most immature and eccentric age for the Eldar?
Casca didn't quite understand these things.

[Preparing to travel to the highest heavens]

The Void Dreamer spoke in a dreamlike, deep voice toward the sonic array device made of spirit bone beside him.

Having already linked their spirits with the entire Eldar crew, they did this simply to warn the two young god passengers to be careful.

Although there is an exit to the network tunnel near Nukelia, unfortunately there is no suitable entrance to the network tunnel near this planet Melchior.

To reach Nukelia, one would need to make several brief, skimming warp jumps.

"The Eldar's warp technology is really comfortable."

Kaska gazed out the window at the ethereal purple ripples of the High Heaven and couldn't help but sigh.

Even Kasgar, who was constantly bombarded with harassing phone calls from "Accept. Me" in the warp, didn't feel much turbulence when warping through the warp on the Eldar pirate ship.

The protective equipment far surpasses the level of human-made Geller force field technology; entering subspace, there is not even the slightest tremor, it is extremely smooth.

Upon entering the High Heavens, Yrel's crew unfurled the sails on both sides of their ship, sailing into the distance like ancient sailing warships that once traversed the seas, following the ever-rising ripples of the warp.

It's like putting a plastic bag over your head and going diving.

This is the Eldar's sharp critique of humanity's audacity in attempting warp warp using only a rudimentary Geller field.

But it's alright, there are even more ruthless characters to come.

Titanium enters subspace without even needing a plastic bag.

(Titanium is really brave!)

Rapid subspace surface warps were performed several times in succession under these extremely comfortable conditions.

The starship didn't travel very far with each warp jump, but thanks to the Eldar's advanced warp technology, the passengers felt almost no discomfort from this short-distance travel.

As for long-distance transportation, the network can handle it.

With everything ready for the jump, the Holy Blood Angel was leisurely strolling through the Eldar ship's ecological orchard.

As a young goddess whose beauty was enough to amaze even the most beauty-obsessed Eldar, she quickly became acquainted with the Eldar under Yrel's command.

And it stole and ate a lot of the Spirit Clan's fruits.

The Eldar had accumulated agricultural technology over countless generations, and they had indeed successfully captured the taste buds of Saint Gilles.

Whether it's the taste, aroma, or the balance of sweetness and sourness, it's truly exceptional.

The angel was very pleased.

"However, I still want to make it clear that if one day you turn your weapons against the people within our empire, I will still exterminate your civilization."

Even if the fruit grown is delicious, it won't work.

"I'll take this as your compliment."

If any human in the world dared to speak to the navigator genius in such a manner, the proud Irelia would certainly not let him off the hook.

But it could be a young god of the highest heaven.
Even young gods like Saint Gilles, whose human-shaped bodies couldn't quite contain them, had grown wings.

Despite her arrogance, Irelia was pragmatic.

At that very moment, the spaceship's engines suddenly slowed down, and a forward-moving inertial force suddenly appeared in front of them.

The warp jump has just been completed, so what new problems have arisen?

Captain Irelia

[A large number of warships covered with holographic projection camouflage technology have appeared ahead; they are highly likely to be Eldar ships.]

"Can we identify them?"

Irelia's expression was grave.

Holographic camouflage from Eldar technology might fool other races, but it could never fool fellow Eldar.

But this did not make her lower her guard.

As the saying goes, "When fellow villagers meet, they'll stab each other in the back."

There are many factions within the Eldar race. If it's the Ark Eldar, that's fine, but if it's one of those corrupt compatriots' conspiracy groups...
[The analysis results are in, Captain.]

Even though Irelia was in the same ecological cabin as Casca and Sanguis, the holographic projection could still be transmitted to her eyes through the spirit bone network covering the entire ship.

It was a flag with a dark green background, on which was painted a sharp lotus pattern filled with purple and outlined with fine black lines.

"The Blade Lotus Conspiracy has really met its match this time."

The Blade Lotus Conspiracy is one of the major conspiracies of the Dark Eldar on the Comoros.

As a large conspiratorial organization, the Blade Lotus Conspiracy has led its forces in numerous raids, and even the homeworld of the Steel Hand Chapter, Medusa, is on their prey list.

“I once spoke with their cabal leader, K’shaic, and tried to persuade them to join our ranks.”

"But unfortunately, he was unwilling to believe the reality of Asuyan's rebirth, and even strongly denied it."

"After that, neither of us could convince the other, so we went our separate ways."

"I never expected to see them here again, haha. I'll get our ship away from them right now."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

As Irelia's fleet identified the other side, the other side also identified Irelia's ships.

Just as Yrel was giving her long-winded introduction, a Spirit Race man with an extremely distorted expression appeared on the holographic screen.

Kosek.

"Irelia! You beast, you ravenous wretch, deserve to be devoured alive by the Lady of Thirst!!! You monstrous bastard!!!"

"I don't care what false gods you worship, you idiot! But how dare you steal our conspiracy group's warships???"

"What a coincidence to run into you today! You fool, just wait for your soul to forever be embraced by the thirsty lady! You beast!!!"

Kasgar doesn't understand the Eldar language very well.

But judging from her expression and actions, and that frequently heard curse related to "the thirsty lady"...
It is estimated that the interaction between the two parties was not as pleasant as Irele described.

"Irelia?"

Casca sensed a lie: "You really haven't hidden anything that shouldn't be hidden in your story?"

"this one"

"It's just that when I left, I saw that no one wanted the goods and ships piled up in the port, so I just helped them make the most of them."

Ireil ​​glanced away awkwardly.

(End of this chapter)