Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 71 Miss Melissa, you don't want to either
I'm so angry! So angry! So angry!

Why is it that this idiot, who is good for nothing except his looks, can win the favor of that beautiful princess from beyond the stars?!

Seeing Casca sneak into the apothecary Melusin's room, the assassins who were waiting on the eaves hatched a new plan.

There is absolutely no chance of harming Fugrim except by using the planet's ancient nuclear weapons.

But even as an almost invincible demigod, she still has a weakness.

It was that male lover beside her, the guy named Casca!

Although he also underwent partial genetic modification surgery, he is tall.

Judging from his movements, he's nothing more than a show-off with little ability and combat experience!

In addition, he did not possess any indestructible heavy armor from outer space.

If they can successfully keep him under control, Fugrim will be hesitant to act rashly.

The key to breaking the deadlock lies with him!
"Make your move when he comes out of the room again!"

"Yes."

"So you heard that? They're all coming for you."

Pharmacist Melusin glared at him irritably.

Even at night, she was wearing medical armor and seemed to be studying something in the room.

It has an extremely strong formaldehyde smell.

Even with Astartes' incredible energy, it's rare to find someone like her who never stops researching.

"I really don't know what you're doing here. Did Fugrim break your pelvis again?"

"No, I just wanted to come and see you."

Casca looked at her with a grin.

"Don't be ridiculous. Who would knock on the door in the middle of the night just for that?"

“Of course I wouldn’t knock on someone’s door in the middle of the night, pharmacist. But you’re different.”

Casca walked slowly toward the door where the other person was.

"What are you doing!"

In the next instant, Melusin suddenly moved in front of Casca and blocked the door.

The backpack's mechanical appendages stretched out in that instant, baring their fangs and claws.

"Bold in appearance but weak in reality."

“Pharmacist, I think some of your little secrets can’t be kept from me at all.”

Seeing the other party's firm stance, Casca could only smile, turn around, and sit on the sofa in the living room.

"Miss Melissa."

"You don't want the news that you have wilt disease to get out, do you?"

Meilushin: "!?"

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned several degrees colder.

"How did you know?"

She remained standing there, her expression icy.

"Believe it or not, I have precognitive abilities."

"Just like I predicted the aliens would attack before the Dalit Galaxy skirmish."

"And judging from your expression, I guessed right again, didn't I?"

After all, that's how it's written in the original work.

As an incurable disease, wilt disease is a stubborn ailment that the Third Army must eradicate.

Logically, after Chemosforgrim personally ended the lives of all the patients, there should no longer be any Blight within the Legion.

But the chief pharmacist, who at that time was still called Fabius, concealed all of this, thanks to his strong will to survive and the advantages of his position as chief pharmacist, as one of the patients with the wilt disease.

This is why Fabius was so enthusiastic about human experimentation.

He needs to understand the truth about the creation of Astartes and wants to find a way to cure his own disease.

"what do you want?"

After an awkward silence, Melusin suddenly asked a question.

"Ok?"

"You have no reason to come all this way just to remind me of my symptoms."

"Tell me what you want."

"What I want, is there any need to say more?"

Hehe
Kaska grinned wickedly and slowly approached her.

Melusin was short in the Astartes, and even with Kasga being tall, she was forced to the door in just a few steps.

"No, don't come any closer! Stay away from me!" Melusin tried to throw a punch, but Kasga easily caught it.

This is no longer the era where she could knock Casgar to the ground with a single punch.

With her weakness exploited, she could only lean against the wall, turn her head away, and shed a tear.

A large, slightly warm hand removed her shoulder armor and climbed onto her body—

heat.

I felt as if my internal organs were being burned by a flame.

She sensed that this body was no longer the one she knew.
It's so hot
Under Casca's massive hand, her body felt as if it were on fire.
Melusin couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

Casca, he... he actually...
He didn't do anything at all.

"OK, it's over."

Casca let out a long sigh and wearily withdrew his right hand, covered in golden-red cracks, from her shoulder.

"Eh?"

Melusin opened her eyes, still somewhat unsatisfied.

"Check if the visceral wilt disease has disappeared?"

It's really hard to control.

Kaska looked at the melting frost beneath his feet and felt a wave of dizziness.

This was a psychic ability that gradually awakened after golden-red cracks appeared on his right hand.

The fire of creation.

After the flames scorch his right hand, Casgar can bring back to life whatever was scorched by the flames, if he so desires.

Even the wilt disease that Melusin couldn't cure has been easily solved by Casca.

"But to be honest, it's not that easy."

Casca collapsed onto the sofa, pale-faced, breathing rapidly.

As for the golden-red crack on Casca's right hand, it was still shimmering with faint light.

Moreover, the cracks seem to be extending further up the wrist.

But it seemed that Melusin was too frightened and stood still.

"how?"

"Feeling a little disappointed that you didn't get the treatment you expected, pharmacist?"

He said with a grin.

Casca did it on purpose.

He just likes to be mischievous like that.

"No, is my illness really cured?"

Her voice trembled. Having suffered from wilt disease for decades, she knew all too well how painful this disease could be.

Now, those withered internal organs and those metastatic diseases have vanished without a trace, just like the wind.

She can finally live a good life!
"Okay, okay, pharmacist, please stop crying, okay?"

"I'll treat your illness, but there's a price to pay."

Casca continued.

"Just tell me what you need."

"First of all, you are not allowed to conduct any human experiments that exceed the scope permitted by the Imperial Truth from now on."

"This is crucial."

It was visibly clear that Melusin's face fell.

As a genius biologist with no taboos, she did not like this request.

This would greatly limit her research.

"What if I don't follow the rules?"

"If you don't want to follow the rules, then don't. I've already cured your illness, so I can't control what you do."

With that, Casca stood up and walked towards the door.

"But I believe you will comply."

Because I am yours—

“☆Mother☆Fucker☆”

He turned around, smiled, and casually closed the door.

　Spicy Hakis: Really? I don't believe it. (Testing the flames)
　　Spicy Hakis: Wow!!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)