Warhammer: Filial Piety Makes Power

Chapter 224 Woof woof woof

"Woof woof woof, I am a dog, I am a dog! Who said the father is a brat? Step forward, I'm going to drag him out and execute him!"
"Hehe, it's good that it's small, that way I can watch the Primarch grow up slowly."

As a staple of the show, the Space Marines' father complex towards the Primarch is indispensable. Just a glance at Corax from afar, and Fal, who had previously looked disgusted, instantly transforms into a sycophant, muttering incoherent nonsense like "Father loves me, I love my father."

Mordred wasn't surprised at all by this scene. He slapped him across the face, signaling to him to be quiet and not block his view of the show.

It's been over two months and you're still not recovered. You forced me to hit someone. What will my brothers think of me?

Due to incomplete map fragments and the dilapidated state of the network, the Abomination had to frequently change stations with its fleet, taking a full two months to reach Lycaus, next to Kivar.

Fortunately, they didn't encounter any bad luck like a warp storm. The Void Whales along the way all left with disgusted looks when they saw the Hateful Creature, cursing that it was like a meat bun with shit inside, trying to fool ghosts.
Due to their unrestrained use of fel energy, the Atlas are seen as neither human nor ghost, and even smelly, by the warp creatures.

In addition, there have been persistent rumors claiming that Mordred is the illegitimate son of the Blood God, born from the cursed one of Khornerep, so any demon with a modicum of power is unwilling to get involved in this mess.

After all, if Atlas were to capture them, they would truly be taken back and enslaved until death, and they would be the kind of people who could not be resurrected after death, and would be eaten clean.

But that wasn't all. When the fleet arrived in Kivar, the local tech guild called the Tech Guild immediately surrendered, surrendering decisively and swiftly.

Because they live in a small, rural area, the gamers in the Kivar world are powerless and have virtually nothing to show for themselves. They can only make a living by forging low-end products, and their only real asset is their mining equipment.

When he learned that there was a Primarch on his own mining satellite Lycaea, the mechanical sage Caul, who had just been sent by Mars to manage the technology guild, felt as if the sky had fallen.

It should be understood that no matter what kind of motor enthusiasts they are, they are all extremely inhumane when it comes to their lack of humanity. Their exploitation of a planet's resources is nothing short of depleting the resources of the land.

In their eyes, so-called miners have no human rights whatsoever, and their value is even less than that of machine servants; they are veritable expendable commodities.

So here's the question: for the Kivar, who have just joined the Empire, having a Primarch who has lived in their slave factory for five years, and now having an entire fleet come knocking on their door, is this a good thing or a bad thing?
This is like taking advantage of Ying Zheng's young age when he was a hostage in Zhao, bullying a widow and her children. Now, look at what it means for the Epang Palace to rise up! The leader, the Death Knight, calls himself Bai Qi.

To avoid being beheaded and used as a yo-yo by his braids, the mechanical sage Kaul, who had been in office for less than two months, launched a mutiny before the legion even arrived.

It's no wonder that mechanical sages who choose to venture out and make their way in the world are all quite capable. In just two months since taking office, Kaul has won over the planetary defense forces of Kivar.

"Hehe, I must survive!"

Without the Legion lifting a finger, the Tech Guild was kidnapped by the Mechanical Sage who led the Planetary Defense Force. He begged His Highness to spare him, saying that he was new here and that he had helped His Highness with smuggling in the past!

The show Mordred was referring to was none other than Corax, who was standing right in front of him.

To be honest, the moment Corax saw Mordred, he knew that the blond giant was his brother, not for any other reason than that he had seen Atlas's recruitment propaganda video.

After all, the line "Such scenes are playing out everywhere in the galaxy, join Atlas and become the best warrior" is just too brainwashing.

So much so that even Corax, who had only recently come into contact with the Divine Seal Network, knew that Mordred was the one who was known as the one who recruited soldiers everywhere, and that he would have nightmares about him at night.

Yes, Corax did indeed have a dream. He was still lying in bed when he was suddenly surrounded by countless burly men. The biggest one said, "I'm your second brother," the smaller ones called themselves "Dad," and there was another one who, for some unknown reason, was barking like a dog.

Corax had planned to lure the legion here for a grand welcome back to the Dragon King, since that's how it's done in cartoons, and he was watching the silly short dramas with his sister.

But he didn't want to be surrounded by a group of big men like this. He was only wearing his underwear. Couldn't they wait for him to put on some clothes? People were already coming out to watch the commotion. Scatter!

Corax, who suffers from extreme social anxiety, desperately wanted to cover himself with the blanket and pretend that everything didn't exist, but he couldn't do that, because it would be too stupid.

But as the Emperor himself once said, Mordred inherited his charisma, which is why he can get along with all the Primarchs, even Johnsen.

Looking at the Tech Guild members who were being led to his bedside by soldiers and were kneeling on the ground trembling, Corax thought of the uncles and elders who had lost their lives due to overwork, and also of the Overseer who had tried to harm his sister and was torn to pieces by him.

“They don’t know they’re wrong, they know they’re going to die. I must eradicate evil completely, brother, I don’t want them to live.”

"As for you, you're just a hapless fellow." Corax's gaze fell on the mechanical sage. Although he didn't know much about Mordred, since his brother had brought him before him, it was clear that he was protecting him.

"Good, as expected of my brother, you are indeed insightful. I admire people like you."

Remember to make sure things are done cleanly. I'm a kind-hearted person and can't stand the sight of blood.

Mordred looked at Fal, perhaps recalling what Mordred had said to her earlier, and instead of acting immediately, looked at her Primarch.

After receiving Corax's nod of approval, the Space Marines rushed out overjoyed, even arguing over who would execute the scumbags.

As the Space Marine left, Corax instantly relaxed, staring at Mordred with a look that seemed to say, "Please, have mercy on me."

"What are you looking at? What kind of look is that? What you're doing is making your second brother very sad!"

"Second brother, in our area, suddenly leading a group of people to break through a wall and squeeze into someone's house is called trespassing. You should at least let me put my pants back on!"
As for joining the empire, I'll join, of course I'll join! Even the Second Empire would be fine with me!

"..."

Mordred was truly enraged. Which bastard leaked this information to her? Now everyone knows, and the Second Reich has become a laughing stock. She cursed him to choke on his food.

Perhaps it was fate, but the victorious Space Wolves were holding a banquet in Fenris, boasting and bragging to each other.

The grand finale was the three contests between the Primarch and the Emperor.

Watching Ruth devour his food in the center of the banquet, the wolf cubs cheered loudly to celebrate their Primarch's strength. But soon they noticed something was wrong: why was the Primarch's face so red?
"Oh no, Father is choking to death!"

(End of this chapter)