Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Marum didn't comment; he just focused on being a housekeeper and nanny for the children. He was more concerned about whether Angron would fall off the table by himself.

I have to say, human babies are so cute.

Wait, no, this is a Primarch cub!

More than 10,000 years ago, were the Primarchs of the Ultramarines just as adorable in the eyes of King Connor and Lady Eudon?

Marum had to start imagining what Guilliman would wear and what actions he would take as a baby.

As for the conversation between Aaron and Hayes, it still maintained the serious tone of the intelligence department. Both agreed that this mind-blowing being was no longer a true follower of Athena.

We need to figure out exactly what they're up to.

Otherwise, during the upcoming sporting events, the name of the competition dedicated to the gods would bring together believers from nearby city-states large and small, as well as from temples of different deities.

If they pull off something drastic, then even a full-scale war could break out, and everyone could end up in chaos.

The most terrible outcome Aaron and Hayes could come up with was war.

That means that at least a distinguished guest from another city-state or a priest from the temple must have died here.

Those who could get close to these people were naturally people of high status in Athens.

Hayes took these inferences very seriously and immediately said he would inform the Temple of Poseidon, and even other temples, to jointly guard against potential threats.

Then he went into the inner room, and when he came out, he was holding two money bags in his hands, which he solemnly placed in front of Aaron:

“Aaron, you are an exceptional spy genius, and you also possess terrifying intelligence analysis skills. Even if you only work until the end of the Olympic Games, I will still pay you for the next two months.”

"If you gain anything new during your final working hours, please feel free to contact me!"

Aaron stood there, stunned, staring at the two bags of drachma in front of him.

Is the pay for espionage really that good?

But then I thought about it again, and it's high risk, high reward.

Hayes didn't want to linger for a moment longer. Leaving his helpers in the shop to watch over it, he hurried out to deliver crucial information.

Aaron was quite helpless and put the money into the box that Marum always carried with him.

I'll leave the household expenses to him for now.

The thought that he held the financial power of His Majesty's family in his hands filled Marum with immense pride and a profound sense of responsibility.

I've decided to carefully allocate my future shopping list, starting with feeding Angron.

He eats a lot, and Aaron is quite concerned about that.

Then there are all the household items, big and small. This part doesn't matter much; he and Aaron are both very skillful these days and can fix anything that breaks.

After that, the fifth brother's fodder needs to be fresh.

Is there anything else? I can't think of anything else.

After resting for a while at the tavern, they resumed their stroll through the streets, still holding Anglo, enjoying the wonderful Athenian life.

Aaron took Anglon to listen to lectures and debates, as well as to meet roadside artisans, and found that his brother was only curious and did not show enough interest.

He could only ask, "Ah, Marum, what did Angron excel at when he grew up in your time?"

Marum remained silent, unsure how to answer, and finally managed to squeeze out two words:

"war."

Aaron let out a sigh of relief and said, "So he's a general. Whatever, now that Angron is in my arms, he can do whatever he wants!"

"Xiao An, what do you say?"

He lifted Anglon up, weighed him in the air, and resisted the urge to toss him up and catch him.

not good--

He realized why his father had tossed him into the air when he was a child.

This is an unavoidable impulse for humans when facing offspring!

Angron just stared wide-eyed at the screen, grinning foolishly, his limbs flailing about erratically.

Marum suddenly suggested:

"Let's make a stroller. I'll draw the blueprints, and we'll make it together. That way, we won't have to carry him all the time, and His Highness will be more comfortable."

He really didn't know how to address Angron, so he simply addressed him as "Your Highness" and treated him as His Majesty's newest child, abandoning his past identity as the Primarch.

Only in this way can one maintain a calm and balanced mindset.

Aaron didn't know what a stroller was, but it sounded like something specially made for babies, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Won't that stroller you mentioned be taken over by that old man at home?"

Chapter 182 Anda: Son, I brought back an uncle for you (3K)

Aaron picked up Anglon again and examined him closely:

"With such small arms and legs, can they drive a vehicle?"

Marum quickly explained, "The stroller is not driven by the baby, but is a pusher, more like adding tires under the cradle and then adding a push handle at the back. There is a movable canopy above the cradle."

"That way you only need to push the bike forward, instead of holding it in your arms all the time."

Aaron nodded, while examining the size of the Angron in his hand:

"Sounds good. Let's buy some suitable materials and see if we can make it this afternoon. However, the size must be right. We absolutely cannot let that old man get away with it."

He picked up Anglong and carried him on his shoulders. "Sigh, if that old man knew he could be pushed around in a car, he probably wouldn't want to walk a single step."

In fact, the old man had spent most of his journey on the donkey cart since they left Thebes.

However, given how fast the younger brothers are growing, this stroller might not be usable in a few months.

It’s really difficult.

Aaron was helpless, but for now he could only try to make the thing and see what it looked like.

Xiao An had no idea what his brother was thinking; he was just trying to pat Aaron's scalp.

He didn't use much force; if he had used the strength to tear apart the Dark Elf Clan, he would have already shoved his hand into Aaron's throat.

Before long, Aaron placed Angron on the box that Marum was carrying.

Taking care of children is a really tough job.

But seeing how cute his silly little brother's smile was, Aaron felt bad and picked Angron up again.

All this back and forth made Marum realize that family ties are truly a wondrous thing.

Would Commander Calga be willing to let her lean on his shoulder?

Even Lord Guilliman—

Marum was struck dumb, desperately trying to banish the images from his mind.

This scene could not possibly have been recorded in the "Records of the Emperor's Daily Life"!

After a long and complicated process, the crowd finally calmed down, and now we can go shopping smoothly.

Along the way through the market, I didn't see any farcical scenes of old perverts with their faces covered being surrounded and chased.

Most people were talking about the miracles of Apollo on the banks of the Athenian River, and the little stories of his feud with the river god.

At this time, quite a few believers from other temples had indeed arrived as well. It was normal for them to update their gods with short stories and make their presence known.

At this point, we shouldn't worry about whether these little stories are understandable to normal people; we should just let them be passed down first.

Once it gains popularity, then people can come and debate the scriptures.

Aaron successfully purchased the tools and materials. Marum's mind was trustworthy; whatever he said was missing or what was at home, it all matched perfectly.

Nobody cared about the so-called Apollo anecdote; the god of light was taken home by the river god.

A dignified chief god would certainly not be taken home as a slave by a minor river god; it was most likely a matter of personal grudges.

As Aaron had guessed, when they opened the door, they saw a handsome man with bright blond hair leaning against a table in the yard, sipping saffron tea.

This is a specialty product from Crete.

It's simply because people near Athens prefer diluted wine as a substitute for water; tea? Forget about it.

"Aaron, my good nephew!"

"Haha, your father has already told me what has happened recently. It's really not easy for you to have grown up safely!"

Apollo's eyes lit up when he saw the bald young man push open the door; he was certain he hadn't mistaken him!

He stood up warmly, embraced Aaron, and held him in his arms:

"Although he has no hair, he is still quite handsome. Let your uncle take a look and see if he is lacking food or clothing!"

It wasn't until Angron, caught in a pincer movement in Aaron's arms, couldn't breathe and angrily reached out to grab Apollo's chin that the latter realized there was another child in Aaron's arms.

He awkwardly released his grip, stepped back, scrutinized Anglong, and chuckled:

"You're so young and you already have a child? Although your age is normal, you should know that our concept of time is different from that of ordinary people."

Aaron hurriedly said, "No, no, no, this is my younger brother, his name is Anglong."

Apollo instinctively jumped back a little further, his expression extremely wary:

"Erda, Erda!"

Hera! Hera! Where are you?!

He called out the name that he feared. Angron didn't look very old. Given Erda's personality, even if she and Neos disliked each other, she would at least wait until the young child was able to move before leaving.

If Erda suddenly appeared out of the house now, he would have to seriously reconsider his plan to take Aaron away.

Aaron slowly approached and cautiously asked:

“Uncle Apollo, where is my father? While we were out there, we heard everywhere about how you were taken into the water by the river god. I suppose he must have been fooling around again.”

Apollo waited for a long time, but Irda didn't come out. He then breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Don't even mention it. I'm not good at fighting, that's why I was captured by Neos. I came from Crete and sensed the changes at the Aegean Sea port, so I came here in search of them."

“I didn’t want to meet your father, but then I remembered that I have such a good nephew like you, and I wanted to see how you’ve grown up.”