Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

By evening, Ryan had settled them into their lodgings, and the knight leader, Luther, awoke.

"So, you mean that among the stars and rivers of the universe, there is a god-king. His sons, since birth, have been scattered across many worlds. When they grow up and complete their heroic missions, that god-king will descend and take his children away."

As Luther listened to Aaron's explanation of the two brothers, he felt a little dizzy and could hardly believe it was true.

"Then the suffering in our world is not merely a setting created by that cold and ruthless god to test you."

Luther inevitably has some negative thoughts; he tends to think of things in an unpleasant way.

Aaron said seriously, "No, our father is actually very lazy. He wouldn't bother with all this preparation. Come to think of it, something big must have happened in this galaxy to make countless life-bearing planets so dangerous."

"Father is on a great expedition to reclaim lost lands and save the people there. It's just that my brothers were the first to be lost."

Aaron felt that regardless of whose fault it was for his brothers to go missing, they could find out by holding a family meeting later.

The main question is: why have most of the planets in the Milky Way, where humans live, become so dangerous?

Logically speaking, humans are also creatures that seek a stable living environment. Therefore, there must be some event, unknown to us, that led to the collapse of civilization.

Aaron explained his views in detail and corrected Luther's somewhat negative opinions.

After all, he showed no respect for his father at all, calling him "old man" repeatedly, which made Luther start to wonder if he was being too suspicious.

“I’ve seen your personality before. It’s normal to think pessimistically about everything and feel that others have ill intentions. But we still need to face the world objectively and see what the results of what we are doing will be.”

"Instead of presuming a bad outcome before it even happens, that's not the kind of character a leader of knights should have."

Aaron poured tea for Luther; the tea leaves were picked from those trees outside that were said to eat people.

It is said that the leaves will bounce around in the water, and Adam especially likes this flavor.

Luther was stunned, listening blankly as Aaron, this seemingly young man, lectured him on so-called life principles, only able to nod subconsciously.

Aaron looked at Ryan with satisfaction:

"You should remember these words: be considerate of your companions. If you have any opinions to express, make your true intentions clear and don't leave others to guess. Fourth Brother has already improved a lot; I hope you won't have this problem."

Chapter 195 Old Lion Ryan and the Cross (3K)

Ryan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"Brother, is there anything I'm saying that's unclear to you?"

Aaron pondered, "Not yet, so just don't make this habit in the future. I suspect it's hereditary from that old man in the family; he talks a lot of nonsense and often lies."

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his brother had remembered the mistake he made earlier.

He slammed his hand on the table and shouted:

"Then you can rest assured, brother, I absolutely won't—"

"not good!"

Ryan's ambitions didn't last long; his face scrunched up like a wrinkled orange peel. How could a young man's face suddenly turn like that!

Aaron said with concern, "Ryan, you don't need to take these words to heart. Just be yourself."

Ryan's eyes darkened, and his body slumped back into the chair like a frail, sickly beauty.

"I thought of myself when I'm old, brother. That old man with the white beard can't say anything clearly. He always dodges my questions."

"How did I end up like this? Waaaaah—"

Aaron sighed:

"It's just that on some important matters, if you feel that the other party cannot understand what you mean, then you should make your point clear."

"Alright, I think I need to have Guilliman or Dorn talk to you a few times, and then you'll understand."

Aaron thought that as long as his two brothers talked to Ryan, Ryan would soon understand these principles.

I just hope it doesn't become too subtle.

Watching the two brothers start talking to themselves, Luther, trembling on the sidelines, felt like an outsider.

Then Ryan slammed his hand on the table again:

"So, you're their leader, right? You guys stay here to recover from your injuries these next few days. I'll go back with you the day after tomorrow and become a knight too, helping you fight giant beasts. This camp will serve as your base in the forest, but don't go to those numbered houses; those are my brothers' rooms."

Aaron frowned again and muttered:

"Why have you developed the habit of slamming your fist on the table?"

(An NPC whose head has been slapped off: Slapping the table is great!)

Ryan started packing his luggage and brought over his bedding:

"Starting tonight, I will be living and eating with you all. If you have any opinions, please raise them. If there are any problems, I will definitely make changes. If there are no problems, you still have to listen to my reasons."

It seems that Ryan is indeed quite capable, which Aaron thinks is completely different from his father.

That's wonderful. If my father could have all the good qualities of his brothers, he would surely be able to win back my mother's favor.

Regarding his son's hopes and dreams, Adachi could only say:

"Do you want all the shortcomings of your younger brothers in the future?"

Aaron didn't interfere much with how Ryan would contact the Caliban or even save the world.

This is the younger brothers' own mission; they are meant to interact with the indigenous people and cultivate their character.

He eventually grew into a hero who saved the entire world.

Aaron was about to say goodbye to Ryan when, just before leaving, Ryan suddenly asked:

"Brother, you just mentioned the names Guilliman and Dorn. Now that I know the fourth brother is Perturabo, does that mean they are the second and third brothers?"

Aaron shook his head and said, "No, Dorn is the seventh."

Ryan did the math and decided it was alright; he just needed to build three more houses.

"Guilliman is the thirteenth son."

Ryan's mind, which was making plans, suddenly stopped, as if it had been tightly gripped by something.

Why are there so many younger brothers suddenly appearing?!

With a blank expression, Ryan had not yet realized that his brother had disappeared. He was still staring blankly at the building area that he had been so proud of.

Forget it, never mind. From what my brother said, if we can hurry up and help the Caliban deal with the monsters on this planet, we'll be able to see Father?

Let's get right to it. Once we meet the father, we can investigate further why he had so many children.

Is it because they can't keep them all that they're being abandoned outside?

Meanwhile, outside the camp, the old lion, leaning against the edge of a boulder, hid his face beneath his robes, watching his foster father, best friend, and son in some unknown way.

(Luther: Are you being polite?)

His relationship with Luther is difficult to describe in the way of a normal Primarch-Astartes relationship; in fact, Luther is not a complete Astartes.

The old lion tightened his robes, slipped into the camp, took his share of the meat, and then disappeared into the forest.

Let's find another opportunity to meet Luther at this time. It's not the right time yet. There's a huge mess waiting for him to clean up in reality.

The moment the old lion returned to the real world, he awoke in the warehouse of a planetary transport ship.

Without the golden light shining on the Dark Side of the Empire, warp travel is no longer the preferred option for some relatively nearby inhabited worlds.

People will always find a way out of adverse circumstances.

On the bright side, at least the Empire's tax-collecting fleet won't be able to reach them so easily anymore.

The cargo ship was named Hikarisui and belonged to a relatively prosperous trading world, Diaz.

At its peak, Diaz had at least three merchant ronin dynasties with temporary outposts there.

As a result, there are records of many Eldar, Xenomorphs that have not yet been eliminated by the Empire, and others mingling here.

Such a mixed bag of people exists in many places within the empire, and fallen angels often appear in these very places.

After Ryan woke up, the fallen angels that the inner circle had been searching for for over ten thousand years without finding many of them suddenly appeared one after another, all of them precisely in front of him.

This made Ryan very suspicious of whether the so-called Dark Angels inner circle was really trying to protect the secret they held in their hearts.

This efficiency is just too low, to the point that he has to forgive each of the fallen angels one by one.

Ryan disliked procrastination when he was young, but now that he's old, well, he guesses he should just make peace with the world.

He stood up. The ship's owner knew the Primarch's identity and was excited about it.

The legendary great hero who appeared in the places of the Empire's peril, the great First Primarch from ten thousand years ago, (scrambled code) of the Second Empire, has returned with his army like lightning!

Of course, this is the official record from later on. The main reason is that when several Astartes who had become Angels of Forgiveness held bomb guns to the captain's head, the mortals could not refuse this condition.

“Sethmon, can you change your name? I always feel like I’m calling out to Cypher.”

The Primarch adjusted his heavy armor, held up a piece of ore, and began to hand-forge a greatsword called Loyalty.

Regardless of whether the Primarch himself could exert enough force to meet the Mechanicus's requirements for maintaining the power sword, no one from the Mechanicus would be so foolish as to say that this maintenance method was incorrect and would displease the Mech Soul.

Anyway, Ryan thinks that if the sword's soul really exists, it should be quite happy.

Sethmon, a former fallen angel, leaped from the warehouse support on the other side of the wall, landing steadily without making a sound.

Only after he spoke did another voice echo through the warehouse:

“My father, you have indeed become more talkative than recorded.”

Sethmon had no intention of associating his name with Cypher, so he could only respond to the Primarch in another way.

He knelt on one knee and offered the data units he had collected to the Primarch.

Ryan took the data unit, inserted it into his power armor, and began reading the intelligence.

Adding an internal projection module to a power armor is actually quite simple, but only the Imperial Sons and Alphas do it. The Imperial Sons use it to view cultural works from various worlds when meditating.

Alpha, on the other hand, was used for intelligence gathering and training new recruits.

Sometimes new recruits need to completely mimic the characters displayed on the internal projection to pass the company's assessment.

I guess I'm getting old; I've actually started to reminisce about the past.

If I ever get the chance to meet Forgrim who defeated Guilliman, I'll record the screams that came out of that brother's beautiful singing voice and send a copy to Guilliman so he can vent his anger.

The Primarch was distracted as he finished reading the intelligence.