Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"I also think that Guilliman tripping him in his dream was my doing."

Anda grumbled and cursed because he had been spending a lot of time with Black King lately, which had led to him acquiring a lot of memories about the future.

Marum was terrified upon hearing this and deleted one of the messages, fearing that his topic might have caused a terrible rift between His Majesty and the First Legion!

What surprised him even more was what Lord Ryan had dreamt of that made Lord Guilliman trip him up.

Primarchs are almost demigods, and their dreams deserve serious attention in reality.

Just as he was about to kneel down and beg for the master's forgiveness, Anda casually instructed him to go to other neighbors' houses on the street and get some bread under the guise of collecting taxes for the empire.

Eating only chicken soup doesn't taste like anything, and it just feels weird.

Marum went out with some money; after all, he couldn't be as shameless as the master.

Breakfast was just something to get by with; at least Anglon's cooking could be described as bland, not so bad that it would make you want to vomit blood and die.

After the family got ready, they went to see what the rules were for the Olympics in this era.

Aaron had only heard of it before, but had never had the chance to see it in person.

Nowadays, athletes don't go naked like Poseidon used to; they still wear practical clothing designed for competitive sports.

After all, without the protection of clothing, the hair is easily damaged by friction in various places.

In terms of sports, there are actually only the simplest categories such as weightlifting, throwing heavy objects, running, and swimming.

In this era, there weren't so many bizarre competition events, and even the most prosperous and objectively the largest economic sport, horse-drawn carriage racing, wouldn't be featured much at the Olympics.

Carriage racing is a distinct sport, and some small city-states cannot even afford to maintain a qualified carriage team.

Therefore, we won't see any big events today.

However, Angron was still very happy. He was happy whenever there was excitement, especially when the people present were in a positive and high mood. Angron rode on Marum's shoulders and clapped along with the cheers of the audience.

Aaron thought to himself, "Even though there's no carriage race, it's good that my brother is having fun."

The family sat in a higher position, which, although somewhat secluded, also saved them a lot of trouble.

Marum's suitcase was filled with dried fruit and other snacks, enough to ensure his family wouldn't lack food after a day of wandering.

It wasn't until a veiled figure approached that Marum transformed from his personal butler into a vigilant guard, reaching into his Meow Meow toolbox to grab a weapon, ready to blast the intruder's head to smithereens at any moment.

"Father, we have a guest."

Aaron also noticed the woman approaching; her hair was normal black with a touch of pale silver.

This situation can easily be mistaken for that of a middle-aged or elderly woman, even though she has not gained weight.

Anda was analyzing the running competition on the track and placing his bets.

Although no one gambles with him, he can quietly plan and have a lot of fun on his own.

Consider this mental preparation for when I'm going to fool the other four bad guys later.

Aaron called out, and he looked up to see who it was—oh, it was an old acquaintance.

“It’s alright, they’ll call me Dad when they come. Aaron, go and call her Sister, not Aunt. Women are more concerned about age and seniority.”

Anda casually remarked, "After so many days in Athens, Athena has finally appeared."

Aaron quickly realized who this person was and hurriedly patted Angron, who was still gnawing on a chicken leg. The latter looked at Athena with wide eyes, seemingly confused but impressed.

Subconsciously, I raised the chicken leg in my hand:

"Is that Auntie? Then Auntie, have some chicken legs. Anglong made them himself."

Angron could instantly recognize who the visitor was, but he really didn't know how to entertain them.

Is it like before, when Uncle Apollo held him in his arms and let him kiss him?

Athena simply nodded slightly, glancing at Aaron with a puzzled look at his bald head.

Then he looked at Angron, his eyes filled with even more frustration.

He spoke directly:

"Nios, you and Erda have had another child?"

Adachi, his eyes still fixed on the runners competing in the race, answered without turning his head:

"I guess so, anyway, Erda accepted it. By the way, we've already taken care of all the troubles in Athens for you, why are you only showing up now?"

He knew that before Athena came to them, she would definitely find out what had happened recently from word of mouth.

Athena kicked Anda as soon as she came up, telling him to get lost, and then sat down next to Aaron, looking at her nephew whom she had only hugged once back then.

"Aaron, you should ask your mother—"

She reached out, trembling, to touch Aaron's face and his bald head.

In the end, she couldn't make up her mind, and instead removed her veil, revealing a face that wasn't old at all.

Athena's appearance was not as outstanding as Erda's, and even her feminine qualities were largely tempered by her heroic nature.

This even aligns with people's stereotypical image of Athena.

But that is indeed her image.

With this appearance, the pale silver in his hair doesn't look old or so out of place.

"Aaron, judging by the time, you should be an adult by now. After you turn 18, if you want to travel away from your family, you can come find me. I will take you away from the persecution of your family of origin, for you—"

Before Athena could finish her sincere words, Anda sensed a dangerous atmosphere, stopped watching the match, turned around, and yelled:

“His biological father is right here! His biological mother is on the VIP stage over there. You crazy woman, how can you say you want to abduct my son in front of his parents?”

Athena was not angry at all, and said coldly:

"Have you fulfilled even the slightest responsibility as parents?"

Athena was clearly not as emotionally intense as Poseidon, nor was she as outwardly elegant and noble as Apollo, who could secretly stoop to fighting and breaking down defenses with Anda on the ground.

Her calmness is her nature.

Anda pointed at his two sons with utter arrogance:

"Call daddy."

Angron shouted, "Dad!"

Forced by his previous agreement with Anda, Aaron had no choice but to say, "Father."

In the past, you could just call someone "old man" directly.

Athena wanted nothing more than to slap Anda, who was smugly standing in front of her, and see just how thick-skinned he really was.

She took a deep breath, composed herself, and returned to the main topic, saying:

“I have learned about what happened at the Aegean ports, Deutsches, and Athens. The frequency of the demons' activity is so high, which is very different from our previous assessment. The barrier of the warp is still so solid, so where did all this demonic contamination come from?”

Adachi slapped his forehead: "Yeah, I have absolutely no idea where it came from!"

Athena's tone grew increasingly cold:

"You once said that you believed there was a place of eternal tranquility in the warp. You even wanted to put it into practice and create the power to break through the barrier between the warp and reality."

Anda leaned back, slumped down, and adopted an attitude of "do whatever you want, whether you live or die":

"Yeah, so what? I was young and naive back then. Now I'm busy suppressing demons and solving problems everywhere. Look, that one in the Aegean Sea has been completely killed, and we don't need anyone to guard it anymore."

Snapped!Snapped!

Athena clapped her hands, raised her eyebrows, and said sarcastically:

"Oh, so the demons don't need guarding anymore, but what about the people who are now free?"

It wasn't until the conversation was steered to this point that Adachi began to feel guilty, spouting things like "dedicating to humanity" and "immortals can't die."

Athena demanded sternly:

What happened to Poseidon?!

Anda gritted his teeth: "He slept with the most beautiful person in the world!"

(Slaanesh: Ah, thank you for the compliment. Yes, I am the most beautiful woman in the world.)

Athena could no longer suppress her anger; her hair turned completely silver, and she produced a spear and a shield from who-knows-where.

“I can tell you’re not lying, but Neos, what are you avoiding the question about!”

Athena leaped up, thrusting her spear forward, ready to pierce Anda's mouth from above. She didn't care where it would come out; she just wanted to lift it up.

Marum was about to reach out to block him when Anda stopped him with a confident look in his eyes.

Hehe, you defeated generals who couldn't beat me in the father-son battle back then, do you think I've regressed in recent years because of taking care of my family?

Anda smiled confidently, revealing her white teeth, and then, with a "ding!"

It blocked the piercing attack of Athena's spear.

Although my gums hurt a little, I can't show it at this time; I still have to maintain a disdainful smile.

Anda's eyes defiantly met the enraged Athena's, and he was about to speak:

"You're so bad—aaaaaah!"

puff!

Athena took advantage of his opening of his mouth and thrust her spear into him.

"You once said something, Neos: villains die from talking too much."

Chapter 221 The Gates of Hell and Abaddon (3K)

In an instant, juices splattered from Anda's mouth, something was stuck in his throat, and his lungs struggled to rise and fall.

His pupils rolled back, and his face turned bright red.

If it were a human, jumping around like that would probably kill them.

But Adachi is not human.

He was able to muster the strength to grab the spear with both hands and pull it out.

He then slammed his head against a nearby brick, dying instantly.