Warhammer: Filial Piety Makes Power

Chapter 181 Enlightenment at Longchang: The Messenger of Golden Words, whose Style Gradually Devoid of Direction

I forgot the beginning, I forgot the end, but Luo Jia only remembered one sentence: the Emperor really liked beating Mordred.

As that calm and elegant voice was uttered, the atmosphere at the scene instantly froze. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Mordred teleported behind the Emperor and grabbed a large blade to slash.

If this happened to an ordinary person, Mordred's actions would be considered treason, but the Emperor is no ordinary person. He simply put his hands together and caught the blade barehanded.

Under the immense pressure, the surrounding ground instantly shattered, and a fist the size of a clay pot slammed into Mordred's chin from below, causing him to accelerate to the first cosmic velocity instantly, directly escaping the planet's gravity and turning into an astronaut who loves to eat Xizhilang (a type of spicy food).

"You idiot, I'll definitely be back."

Mordred turned into a shooting star, leaving behind only a single, resounding last word that echoed across the earth. Everyone subconsciously ignored this blasphemous statement, except for the Black Knights of Atlas, who sighed and began to scatter in all directions to rescue their elderly father.

"Father, my brother..."

The emperor, refreshed after beating his rebellious son, showed no anxiety upon hearing Luo Jia's question. Instead, he patted his good daughter on the shoulder and said:

"Never mind that bastard. This guy is tough and won't die anytime soon. Plus, he's pretty easy to fight. If you get the chance, you can give him a try. I guarantee it will leave you feeling refreshed."

Luo Jia subconsciously swallowed. Asking her to fight Mordred? Was that a joke? You killed him in one move, and he killed me in one move too.

Although Luo Jia wanted to pin Mordred to the ground more than anyone else, crush his arrogant face with her feet, and then repeatedly discipline him, she simply couldn't beat him. Anything is possible in dreams.

After undergoing the baptism of the Titan Training Method and experiencing being nearly killed by a single punch, Luo Jia has indeed stopped believing in gods.

However, not being superstitious does not mean that Luo Jia does not believe in the existence of gods. Luo Jia's essence is to admire strength. Whoever is stronger, she will listen to. Otherwise, if it were just a matter of being born into the same family as Colfaren and Iribas, and Luo Jia and Zhuang Sen were to switch roles, they would have had their heads knocked off long ago.

It was only because these two beasts took advantage of Luo Jia's youth and ignorance, bullied her naivety, and then brainwashed her day after day, that Luo Jia became like this.

Colkith is no better place. The diary of that unfortunate transmigrator already explains everything. All the various beliefs in Colkith are actually just rebranded versions of the Chaos God.

The environment has an extremely powerful influence on one's values. Even the Primarchs can be molded into natives by their home planet and influenced by different cultural customs, even Ruth!

The most compelling example is Mordred's past life's "run" people. No matter what kind of people they were before, after a few years they were assimilated into standard ABC (American-born Chinese) looks, and their eyes disappeared when they smiled.

But compared to the fantasy of Mordred kneeling at her feet and calling her "Mom," Luo Jia was more concerned about something else:

"Father, you can make severed limbs grow back and reverse injuries, are you a god?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor's face instantly fell, and he declared righteously, "I am not a god."

That's it, that's the feeling of being stubborn.

Luo Jia was able to confirm that Mordred was an evil god disguised as a human, and her father's almost identical tone and answer proved that the emperor was equivalent to a god.

Having learned from Mordred's example, Luo Jia quickly changed his tune: "Father is right, you and Second Brother are both human."

However, Luo Jia's reply was refuted by the Emperor, who said that Mordred should not be associated with him, as that bastard's composition was quite complicated, and even he did not know what he was.

As a true socially awkward big guy, Huang Pizi is usually very serious, except when he's beating up Mordred. It's already unprecedented for him to manage to squeeze out a lame joke, but unfortunately, Luo Jia didn't catch it at all. Instead, she was reminded of those hellish 30 days of torture, and felt a pang of phantom pain.

The Emperor witnessed this scene and knew without a doubt that it was Mordred's doing. After all, that bastard had a history of beating his brothers, and to this day he still heard rumors circulating among the Imperial Guard that Perturabo had been blown up by this guy with a Titan.

The emperor felt he should make amends to his youngest daughter, so he quickly asked about Luo Jia's past experiences, wanting to hear what had happened.

Recalling Mordred's earlier threat—that if she dared to tell the Emperor, she would be beaten every time they met—
What's cowardly is that Mordred really beats her to death, and she's afraid she might accidentally get beaten to death. It's like the left brain attacking the right brain, with the brain controlled by a certain factor. Even Peturabo would curse her as a twisted lunatic.

After much deliberation, Luo Jia, who had tasted the sweetness of success, did not embellish the story. Instead, he honestly recounted his 30 days of hellish experience, concluding with, "My second brother did it all for my own good. I have been completely transformed."

The Emperor was stunned by these words. He repeatedly asked Luo Jia if she had been threatened by Mordred and told her not to speak up for him, as her father could stand up for her. However, Luo Jia insisted that she had not been threatened and that she loved her second brother!
The emperor, who could read minds, could confirm that Luo Jia truly believed this, especially the last sentence, which couldn't be more true.

For the first time, the emperor felt that he was a little out of touch with the times, and Luo Jia was really a good kid. Most importantly, he was really tough and was able to withstand such inhumane training and even awaken a bit of his true self.

"Could it be that that damn Titan training method, which he used to torture people, actually works?"

The Emperor, with his divergent thinking, felt that this method might be able to be promoted. Since Luo Jia was able to pull through, other Primarchs could certainly do the same, and perhaps even awaken a trace of their own selves.

No one knew of the Emperor's lament. If the other Primarchs had heard it, they would probably have thanked Luo Jia's ancestors for eight generations.

As they walked and talked, the two began to discuss the truths of the empire. No matter what question was asked, Luo Jia could answer fluently, which made the emperor more and more pleased, and even made his humanity more active.

When the Emperor mentioned the years of war among the Colchis and the countless missing limbs in the Crusader army, he simply waved his hand and used psionic energy to perform another miracle of bringing people back to life.

This is a delicate task, even an emperor would find it exhausting, but who told him to like showing off?

This further strengthened Luo Jia's resolve, and she began her own enlightenment journey in Longchang. Mordred was right, and she was right too; the one who was wrong was her rebellious father, Colfaren.

This bastard has been deceiving himself all along; how could doctrine be such an inconvenient thing!
The emperor is a god, and as the son of a god, one must make good use of this miracle. This is called the enduring theology derived from the dialectic of imperial truth.

Thinking of this, Luo Jia once again leaned close to the Emperor and pleaded:

"Father, please rest for a while. I will gather all the refugees from Colkis and let them all bask in the glory of the Empire's truth."

"Huh? Everyone!"

"Yes, Father, there are at least 500 million people who have suffered from the ravages of war alone. You can definitely do it, right?"

The emperor suddenly didn't want to pretend anymore, but seeing Luo Jia's expectant eyes, he gritted his teeth and stamped his foot in agreement:

"I am the Lord of mankind! I am steel inside and out!"

　Let me eat something first. There's one more thing, but it might be very late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)