Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"Is this divine power? Please, teach me! Everything else is secondary, you have to teach me this!"

Anda pushed Aaron away, complaining:

"Go learn from your mother later; her skills are more suitable for you."

The three men and the donkey stood still, along with their packed luggage, waiting for the people to finally give up their idea of ​​violence. They shakily tied ropes around them and headed towards the prison.

At the back of the group, Gert was terrified by the eerie sight and whispered a menacing threat to Ainoa beside him:

"You old worm, what if they really are some kind of heretics, and know those legendary spells?"

“This is not Sais. The Pharaoh’s priests are too busy to help us. They are busy eating, drinking and having fun in more prosperous places.”

"If I give them a little more tribute next month, I'll find some time tomorrow to release them and drive them out of the city."

Ainoa, filled with fear, clutched his hat tightly, his fingers crumpling the brim:

"Captain Gert, I... I have some news. Rome, you know it, right? The legendary kingdom founded by two brothers raised by a she-wolf. They're currently waging wars in the east and west. Last year, I heard they were going to Thebes, and then south, which is where we are."

"I suspect those people are those despicable Romans, their spies!"

At this point, Gert stopped and began to scrutinize the person.

Ainoa began to embellish the story, a common tactic used by merchants to exaggerate the value of their goods:

“If this is true, then Sais will definitely appoint you, the captain of Lavist’s guard, as the vanguard officer of the army.”

“Look, those two younger men, their muscles are clearly defined, they look exactly like Roman soldiers. Especially the one dressed as a servant, I can even tell from his gait that he has the rhythm of a group of soldiers in military training.”

Marum, with his keen hearing, lowered his head and pondered.

Although the cultural heritage of the Ultramarines has been studied by scholars within Terra, it is a variant inherited from ancient Rome.

But it's truly amazing that it could still be recognized by mortals after spanning 40,000 years.

Anda turned his head and smiled:

"How about it, humans? Isn't it amazing? Relax, once I find the traces of this demon plotting this scheme and take it down, we'll arrive in Saise, the capital of Egypt."

"Then I'll get some things back and be able to make a necklace for Guilliman."

Aaron was sullen, pacing back and forth over the pen that Loka had given him:

"I'm all grown up now, and they still don't know what to give me. I only had one animal skin skirt, and it ended up in my younger brother's hands."

"I don't care, you have to give me something meaningful on my coming-of-age birthday!"

Adachi became puzzled:

"Isn't it enough that I raised you myself? This is the first time in my long life that I have raised a human being from an infant to this size."

Aaron snorted coldly:

"Yes, I wish I were a god, born and immediately grown up, saving you the trouble. Your other human sons were all abandoned by you, only to reappear later, after they grew up and accomplished heroic deeds, and you would say, 'Ah, as expected of my son.'"

Anda became serious, looking every bit like an honest man from Asia Minor.

“Look at what you’re saying, Aaron. Aren’t sons just thrown away and they grow up on their own? Marum, don’t you think so?”

Marum dared not answer, filled with fear.

Aaron became furious:

“Father, Mother taught me to be polite, but I really find it hard to keep respecting you. I really don’t understand, Marum said you are Zeus, Mother is Hera, and I am a human being.”

Seeing this, Marum said urgently:

"My lord, Aaron, we have a more crucial problem to solve. As far as I know, Rome at this time did not yet have the ability to span the continents of Asia, Africa, and Europe. Rome's true hegemony should have occurred around 50-30 BC."

"They haven't dealt with the Kingdom of Macedonia yet."

Anda nodded and said, "That's right, just as smart as Guilliman."

Marum's mind exploded with a thought: Father, the Emperor acknowledges your wisdom!

"Just as rigid."

Marum turned to wailing.

“Didn’t I already say it? There’s a demon at work,” Anda added, his tone filled with resentment, though it was unclear whether he was referring to Guilliman or the demon.

They arrived at the prison just in time and were carefully locked up by the guards. Fortunately, it wasn't a dark and damp room, just an ordinary mud house.

As for the donkey, it was led into the yard, ready to be slaughtered in a few days.

Aaron sat by the wall, holding a penknife, drawing on the wall while listening to his father and Marum's conversation.

Anda explained, "The social conditions of this period did not support an empire's conquest."

Marum vaguely felt that His Majesty seemed to be pointing at something, perhaps referring to his father's expedition?

"Humanity needs to prepare for another three or four hundred years before starting wars within the various continental civilizations, which will spur the progress of civilizations."

"That demon, that bastard, wants to hasten war and thus slow down the progress of human civilization."

"This will significantly impact humanity's first exploration of outer space around the year 2000, and may even delay the development of the solar system and the journey to the stars."

Marum breathed a sigh of relief. So that's what it was all about; it had nothing to do with his father's expedition.

No, that's not right!

If humanity's journey into space is slowed down, does that mean we will face the storm that tears the entire galaxy apart with greater vulnerability?

This is unbearable!

No matter what form this war demon takes, he will personally cut off its head and present it to the emperor on behalf of his father!

Chapter 15 Entering the Dream Again, Luo Jia, Why Are You Tied Up?

Aaron had drawn a bald giant wearing a religious-style linen robe on the wall; it was his younger brother, Loka.

Listening to his father and Marum's conversation, he began to draw those demon images that he had never seen with his own eyes but imagined.

Demons of war?

That wicked guy who wants to instigate war between human nations—no, isn't this the authority of Ares, the god of war?

All wars must go through His hand.

I have never met any of my god brothers, and I reasonably suspect that all the Greek gods, the sons of Zeus, were killed by their own father.

As a result, the power of war was stolen by the devil.

My dear brother, may you not suffer the hardships of war in Colchis.

If you encounter any danger, please call me and I will definitely come to your side.

He stood up and spoke first:

"Is there anything I can do? If it's to stop a war, that would be a heroic deed!"

Anda was engrossed in telling Marum his story, completely ignoring her son, and scolded him:

"You just stay put and watch us find that demon and destroy it."

“If you get injured, Erda will refuse all my subsequent plans.”

Upon hearing this, Aaron slowly approached, his expression malicious:

"So, you're worried about me, afraid I'll get hurt because of this?"

Anda replied coldly, "No, I'm only serving my future goals. I need your mother's cooperation."

Aaron's face darkened. He turned away and secretly used Loka's pen to draw on the wall a scene of Zeus being struck by his own lightning, his hair singed, and his face blackened.

"You heartless old man, whatever you want to do in the future, I will tell Mother not to agree to it!"

Marum carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I'm sorry, Father, I really can't keep up with the way the Emperor and the Crown Prince communicate."

I don't think Space Marines are well-suited for this job.

Indeed, Kaul hadn't originally expected the ceremony to send Marum directly to the past. Their original plan was to communicate directly with the emperor from 40,000 years ago through the ceremony.

Now facing the greatest internal problem in the history of this human empire: the emperor's parent-child relationship.

Marum was powerless to help.

He had no choice but to concentrate and plead:

"Master, what should I do to find the demon's trail? In this day and age, the connection between the warp and reality is not strong."

"They have no chance of manifesting in physical form; they will instead attach themselves to suitable hosts to carry out their despicable schemes in the real world. The mastermind behind this mutation must pay the price!"

Yes, the War Demons may sound like the abode of Khorne, but they actually belong to Tzeentch.

Just as Marum recently obtained from the battle records of Titus, there was a demon that could arouse the deepest fears and desires of the soul. It seemed to be the Slaanesh demon, but it was also Tzeentch's apostle.

(See the Warhammer animation for the recent "Secret Levels" for details.)

Therefore, all the messes that happen in this universe can be dumped on that blue demon chicken.

There's absolutely no chance of shifting the blame wrong. If there were, that bird would definitely jump out and howl loudly:

"This is part of my plan, hahaha! You didn't realize it, did you!"

Marum deduced that only in these matters could a true Ultramariner's wisdom be demonstrated.

He then spoke:

"Therefore, we need to find the trigger point of the conflict, whether it is a religious conflict or a conflict of interests."

"Judging from the local blasphemous crimes, most of the conflicts stemmed from large-scale blasphemous acts. Rome peacefully transitioned the gods of ancient Greek mythology, and—"

He cautiously turned his head to glance at Aaron, who had fallen asleep sometime earlier.

"In Egypt, logically speaking, the conflict shouldn't have been this intense. After all, looking at later history, they were all passive participants. Whether it was the conquest by Alexander or Rome, or the influence of later colonial activities, Egypt was always influenced by European culture and politics and could not possibly have been the subject of the conflict."

Anda finally nodded in satisfaction, leaning against the bed like an old man who had just returned from catching fish in the river.

"Good, you understand so much, which saves me the trouble of explaining."

"It was that war demon who gave Egypt the ability to stir up trouble. As it stands, the atmosphere of war has already spread, and since it has nothing to do with the pharaoh, it can only be the various traveling priests. Here, theocracy and monarchy are not completely separated."

Marum bowed his head. Is this a topic we can talk about?

Your Majesty, this is what you should avoid the most.