Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Anda tried to explain to his son that the above principles were all self-righteous ideas concocted by philosophers.

Everyone knows that courage is a good thing, and everyone knows that good qualities can guide a person onto the right path.

But life is full of fears and temptations. It's enough to quietly end one's life with minor merits and demerits.

Anda taught Aaron this:

"Today I have finally fulfilled my responsibility as a father, Aaron. I have told you so many life lessons that will benefit you for the rest of your life."

"Remember, there's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. Don't go out of your way to inherit the estate of a distant relative or go out alone to explore treasures in remote places that are clearly not in your own cultural circle."

Aaron simply ignored his father's nonsense, understanding that these "anti-philosophical" ideas were essentially philosophical theories.

It is used to counter those well-known and righteous principles, and by comparison, it has more universal significance.

However, when the old father said these words with a sleazy expression, he didn't seem like someone who had been heartbroken by life and had come to this realization, so it wasn't convincing at all.

"Alright, alright, I know what you mean, Father. I'll go get Marum a meal. Don't preach these principles to anyone else later, lest these scholars' supporters come and beat you up."

Aaron entrusted his elderly father with these words of advice.

Anda looked sullen. It was all over. She had finally managed to give her son a lesson in family education, but he hadn't listened at all.

"Hmph, beat me up? Once I'm up there giving a speech, all of Athens will submit to my principles and become a subjugated city-state! If I wanted, I could make hundreds of millions, no, trillions, of people submit to me!"

The provoked father made such outrageous remarks, and seeing that his son ignored him completely, he left.

Sigh, this son, I'm not going to teach him anymore! I'm just offering my warm welcome but getting no response.

Chapter 159 The Stubborn Rock in the Dream (3K)

After lunch, Aaron took the fifth son from Marum's hand and went to find a place to rent by himself.

The lazy old father and Marum were left sitting in the restaurant listening to the story.

Marum was very interested in the story of the man carrying a torch through the dark cave.

He believed that Astartes was a torch, and no matter how faint the light, it would at least illuminate the surroundings for humanity in this dark cave.

Then, the empire should move forward without hesitation, and one day it will reach the end of the cave.

Adachi looked at him like he was an idiot:

"Very well, that's what the State Religion and the Inquisition both think. I just don't understand why humans would carry a torch that might burn out at any moment into a dangerous cave?"

"Who exactly turned humanity into nothing more than torches in the future?! Why don't we just dismantle this cave, or get some sophisticated equipment and bombard it with firepower?!"

"I'm going to kill that idiot who left humanity with nothing but torches!"

Marum attempted to explain using his knowledge of history:

“Sir, look closely, that torch should be you, and the human holding the torch is about to die of illness. We looked around the cave and even forgot which way was the right direction.”

"As for who the instigator was, the state religion believes it was Magnus."

Anda's face was cold, and he was already thinking about how to teach Xiao Ma a lesson.

By the way, didn't Aaron just return Magnus's hair, so that the latter could at least have a decent hairstyle to cover up his bald patches?

He decided that the next time Aaron dreamed of Magnus, he would simply make the other man's hair transparent!

Or get a rainbow-colored pony, turning it into a rainbow pony!

Originally, humans didn't need to go through that cave at all, or at least they could have used flares to build tunnels inside it.

Now all that's left is a torch that could go out at any moment.

Seeing the old man deep in thought, Marum couldn't help but say:

“Sir, you see, the stories these people made up are actually quite meaningful. After all, this is the early stage of human civilization, the process by which humans began to engage in philosophical speculation.”

Adachi said coldly:

“I even want to strangle these people now. It’s all their fault for making up stories about experiencing hardship and then reaping rewards, to the point that people think this is normal.”

"Forget it, before we leave Athens, I'll give these storytellers some shocking material to shatter their worldview."

The petty-minded Anda is really unlike the divine emperor in the propaganda of the future state religion.

Marum didn't care about these minor flaws.

After all, if the entire empire truly falls into dire straits in the future, the only torch people can hold onto is His Majesty.

Even His Majesty, like a torch, is forcibly dragging humanity forward.

Your Majesty is truly a hypocrite.

(A certain Sarius, who is dyeing his subordinate's hair blue: Yeah, yeah, he's rejected me so many times, but I know he still loves me!)

Before long, Aaron returned safely.

Renting a house in Athens is very easy; there are even early real estate agents in this era.

He chose a small house near the main urban area, which was the right size and close to the city.

It wasn't as big as Dedu's manor; they spent the first few days of their stay cleaning the house.

After buying the ingredients for dinner on the way, Marum was asked by Aaron to go out and confirm the time and location information for the Olympics and the debate.

This also allows Marum to explore Athens on his own and see if he can find any sense of familiarity with his future hometown.

As for the old father, the first thing he wanted to do when he got home was to lie down on the bed and go to sleep. Aaron pulled him up by his sleeve and stuffed a rag and a bucket into his hand.

I sent him to wipe the table and stove.

Marum returned that evening and relayed the information.

The Olympics are still some time away, and athletes from all over the world can continue to arrive up to three days before the start of the Games.

As for the debate that served as a prelude, that was rather strange.

Recently, there have been more scholars wearing blue armbands who claim to be the wisdom of the brain and believe in Athena.

But he never gives a public speech; instead, he appears in the audience of other scholars and listens.

However, these "brain-bound intelligence" have already confirmed their participation, which means they have come to gather information in advance.

Marum believes these scholars deserve attention, even though they have adapted the story of Athena being born from Zeus's head.

But Marum always felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Anda had finished his dinner while Marum was talking, and said:

"Marum remembered to do the dishes, and I can finally get a good night's sleep. If I hadn't been allowed to rest, I would have had a headache, and something would have popped into my head again."

"By the way, Aaron, remember dreaming about Magnus tonight? I need to talk to him about something."

Aaron asked curiously, "Is it something important? If I have to see a specific person, I'll have to bang my head against a wall to see them. Of course, the first person I dream about is usually Loka, or it's all random."

“Loga?” Anda muttered the name. “What the hell is he up to? Never mind, after Iribas and his idiot adoptive father were killed, Loga is no longer a threat.”

"Ahem, it's not a big deal for me to see Magnus. Just remember to see him once in the next few days."

After saying this in a sinister tone, Anda rushed back to his room, finally able to sleep!

Aaron looked at Marum and asked:

"Marum, do you know why Father suddenly wants to find Magnus?"

Marum couldn't lie, so he had to tell the truth:

"The master intends to replace Magnus's hair with rainbow or transparent colors."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief; it sounded more like a coloring game than the old man actually wiping out all of Magnus's remaining hair.

"It might be a puzzle, like an interaction between father and son. The father sets up a difficult problem, and then Pony solves it. The father once commented that Pony's psychic abilities are second only to his own."

Aaron was clearly more optimistic because of his father's excessive interaction with his children today, believing it to be a way for his father and brothers to strengthen their relationship.

Myths also contain many similar plots, where demigods, after growing up, go through a period of confusion, questioning life because of the power they possess and the bewilderment of being among mortals.

Now they must be given a test to solve the riddles left by the gods.

They eventually obtained a divine artifact capable of defeating the monster at the end of the story.

Finally, the demigod and his father embraced warmly, and the father said:

"Ah, as expected of my son, you did it!"

The thought of his father repeating this phrase twenty times in the future made Aaron inexplicably want to laugh.

After cleaning up the kitchen with Marum, I chatted with Lao Wu for a while, not sure if it could understand me. Anyway, Lao Wu did hum a few times in response.

As night fell, Aaron naturally felt sleepy and returned to his room.

In his sleep, that familiar force enveloped him, pulled him, and helped him evade a pre-set beacon, heading towards a more distant time.

30K, Shira frontline.

Within the fleet of the Word Bearers, Loka frowned as he watched this new juncture.

It seems that when fate guides the older brother to meet new brothers, all his efforts will not be able to lead the older brother to him first.

Good, we have new data.

Judging by the time, Peturabo is about to get a severe scolding from his father, after which he will come looking for him.

We'll tease this grumpy pufferfish and, incidentally, get our hands on the prototype of the quadruple ring.

No matter how powerful psionic energy is or how ingenious its principles are, it still needs a physical machine to support it.

Perturabo has the ability to create a machine that implements the principle of time travel, but he needs his fourth brother's help.

Shortly after, someone brought the latest news from Terra: a picture.

In the plaza in front of Terra's walls, two enormous crosses stand, upon which Peturabo and Dorne, who are not wearing power armor, are hung.

It is said that no nails were used because no building nails capable of penetrating Primitives were found on site, not because Dorne had not tried to nail Peturabo.

For some reason, Luo Jia thought to himself that he could provide nails.

He couldn't help but smile wryly: "Father, you always manage to pinpoint your sons' weaknesses. But it doesn't work on Dorn. It seems I need to adjust my strategy and have a proper talk with Peturabo."

In the timeline of his brother's fate, which he could not observe, Aaron fell to the edge of a frozen plain and cliffs.

Almost the instant he landed, he had to imagine himself unaffected by the natural environment, otherwise he would be frozen on the spot, and a gust of wind would blow him to the ground and smash him into pieces.