Warhammer: Filial Piety Makes Power

Chapter 183 A Bad Day

Luo Jia truly lives up to his reputation as a "little emperor." He's just like the idiot leader at the company's annual meeting, delivering a speech that's incredibly long and tedious.

Following the Emperor's seven-hour impromptu speech, Luo Jia also delivered a three-hour eulogy. In the end, Mordred couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the microphone, and announced that the meeting was adjourned and dinner was served.

"Great!"

Upon hearing the order that dinner could finally be served, not only Atlas but also the Word Bearers were quite excited, thinking that their mother was good in every way, except that she talked a lot.

The Great Expedition has been going on for nearly 70 years, which means that the Whisperers have been self-managing for 70 years, always following the Emperor and receiving commands. They have truly had enough experience.

Even if it's a bit presumptuous, to be honest, the Emperor does have a habit of talking big. He gets particularly excited whenever he's on a high platform, which is completely opposite to his usual socially awkward, big guy persona.

Fortunately, the wait was worthwhile. The dog-man chef had prepared enough food for everyone to have a full meal. It must be said that Atlas's food was indeed good, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to grow bean sprouts into green beans.

Warriors carrying their food bowls sat on the ground, chatting and laughing around their respective Primarchs, with dog-man chefs occasionally coming over to refill their bowls.

A grand ceremony is always accompanied by celebrations. Under the glow of the bonfire, the Eldar dance troupe of Atlas presented the audience with their choreographed play, "The Imperial Favor Can Never Be Repaid."

The canine warriors also displayed their bravery, joining the warriors of various legions in performing the glorious Makgora.

Even the Emperor joined in, having someone retrieve his treasured wine from the Dreamship and share it with everyone.

The sun rises in the east at eight o'clock, casting golden light upon the people of the empire. Just like the rising sun, no one doubts the greatness of the empire, the great expedition is bound to succeed, and they will be the founders of the empire.

This scene was deeply imprinted in the kitten's eyes, prompting him to pick up his paintbrush and record this beautiful moment.

But happy days are always short-lived, and the Great Expedition is always the top priority. The Imperial soldiers, who had just relaxed for a night, were busy again.

Perhaps fathers always favor their daughters, and even emperors are no exception. They gave Luo Jia two years to build her home planet, and the vacant share will be filled by the Dark Angels.

I wonder what Zhuang Sen will think after hearing this news. Anyway, Mordred has already started developing blasphemous technology to turn the Lion King into a catgirl. I hope Zhuang Sen can be ruthless to himself, so that I can go from being the second brother to the eldest brother!
However, Mordred was more afraid that if the technology succeeded, some weirdo would steal it. As for who that person would be, it was hard to say. It couldn't possibly be Horus, could it?
Speaking of Horus, according to usual practice, every Primarch is sent to Shadowmoon Wolves for an internship after returning to the Legion. However, Loka is certain that Horus is a sycophant and hopes that the Emperor will let her learn from Mordred.

Upon hearing this, the big, golden guy immediately objected, saying that one Mordred was enough for him; if another one appeared, he'd be driven mad with rage.
In response, the Emperor even dragged Mordred over and, on some random pretext, gave him a brutal beating, forbidding him from ever hitting the Primarch again. He said, "I don't know where you learned this habit of hitting people; it must be from that wicked woman, Ilda."

After all, Little Ma is already ruined, obsessed with how to make his muscles bigger, and has even created a so-called psionic martial art.

The legions that cooperated with Qianzi felt speechless, their minds were indelibly damaged. They would rather undergo memory erasure surgery than forget those greasy philosophical macho men, especially the one with the big red head, who was simply a form of mental pollution.

Aside from the one-eyed sunburned Oglin, the most promising candidates for becoming Netway Insurance are Mortalian and Luojia.

"Get lost. It's not my fault that Xiao Ma is like this. He chose this path himself."

Mordred always felt that the weasel was out of his mind, while the little pony was so powerful now, having embarked on the true path of a mage.

A mage should be a powerful and domineering man who has unlocked a series of melee skills such as Charge, Cleave, and Windmill, and finally unlocks Illumination to show his identity, right?
But even with Luo Jia in front of them, it wasn't a problem. After all, there were too many Whisperers, and their gene seeds were second only to the Ultra Warriors in terms of stability and compatibility.

The saying goes that there are distinctions between close and distant relatives, and even emperors are no exception. His favorite was definitely Horus, after all, he was the eldest son he had personally educated for 30 years.

But what could Luo Jia do? She just didn't like Horus. She even called him a sycophant in front of the emperor and said he had improper thoughts about her.

This reminded the Emperor of Forgrim and Feralus, who could not bear to hear rumors about his two sons even in Terra.

After much thought, both the Emperor and Mordred couldn't help but recall the same figure:
"Second son, what do you think, maybe..."

"Don't call me the second son, it feels like I'm being subjected to the ultimate insult. But then again, I do think that person is quite suitable." ………………

When Luo Jia learned that Mordred was leaving, he was very reluctant to part with her, but in any case, the Great Expedition was still the Empire's only priority at present, and Luo Jia had to obey orders.

"Luojia, you seem very happy today?"

"Second brother is joking. With you by my side, I am happy every day, especially today, which is the day I return to the legion to see my father."

Mordred didn't say much about it, but took Luo Jia to the construction site and found the little kid marked by Atlas.

"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll give you one last lesson."

Kalia was startled by the sudden appearance of the two towering giants, but she quickly realized that they were probably good people, since bad people wouldn't be so beautiful.

"Don't be afraid, little one, I'm not a good person. Do you want some candy? If you answer my question, you can have some."

A bag of white dog milk candy with a smiling dog's head printed on it was pulled out from behind Mordred's backside, immediately attracting the attention of Kalia and Luojia, who were both curious about where it came from.

"Sir, are you a magician?"

"I'm not a magician. You'll understand when you grow up. The human body is actually quite amazing."

Hearing this, Kalia suddenly hesitated to reach out and take the candy, but fortunately Mordred ate one in front of her, which dispelled her concerns.

Because of the wars they have endured, the people of Colkis live in extreme poverty. Everywhere there are orphans whose families have been destroyed. If you ask them what goes in with six legs and comes out with two, half of them will be shocked and their defenses will crumble.

The giant white dog candy produced by Atlas was a delicacy that these young Batmen could never have tasted in their entire lives.

By offering candy and using her extraordinary charm to gain Mordred's trust, she and Luo Jia were taken into the little girl's home.

Looking at this dwelling, which was entirely built of adobe bricks and looked more like a dog kennel than a house, Luo Jia felt a pang of shame.

Especially when she saw that the little girl was offering them a box of relief food with the Atlas symbol on it, she dared not look Mordred in the eye.

"Sir, what do you want to ask?"

"There's nothing more to ask. You've given the best answer. By the way, are you the only one living here?"

Tearing open the candy wrapper, Kalia savored the rare sweetness and replied very seriously:

"Yes, I don't know where my mother went, but she said she went to serve God, and that I could survive if I joined the Holy Order."

Perhaps suddenly remembering something, Kalia ran up to Luo Jia and hugged her leg tightly:

"Your Highness, I still remember you. How is my mother? When will she be able to return?"

Luo Jia remained silent. She already knew what that so-called last lesson was, but Mordred had already said he wasn't a good person, cruelly reopening this wound.
"No need to wait, your mother is right here."

As Mordred spoke, he took out a small box, revealing a handful of ashes inside.

Would you like to try some?

(End of this chapter)