Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Instead of having an internal battle plan and thinking they could defeat the evil steel on their own, they charged forward.

The loyalty of the Inquisition and the State Religion is undeniable, but the damage they have inflicted on the Empire is difficult to ascertain.

They need a human sovereign to return and give each of them a slap and teach them how to work step by step.

And what about the Lord of Humanity? What about the responsibilities he should bear?

That old man is utterly useless!

Chapter 269 Arrival in Macedonia, Black Dragon Scales, Xiao Pei Wants to Switch to Biology (3K)

Aaron felt like he was seeing a ghost, or maybe Angron had burned his wooden weapons and ammunition as firewood when he was learning to cook.

Otherwise, how can one explain that they clearly carved a lot of wooden ammunition along the way, but now they've swept it all away and there's nothing left?

It's also possible that the old man is behind this; he loves to sabotage other people's work and can't stand seeing others happy.

However, when I fed him soup yesterday morning, I saw a deep emotion in his eyes that I had never seen before. That was the look of a truly loving father.

After finishing the soup, he hugged himself. The weariness emanating from the depths of the old man's emotions didn't seem fake.

In other words, the old thing is in a rare anthropomorphic period.

Ugh, what a nightmare! Next time I carve ammunition, I'll personally watch what gets taken away.

Marum is fixing the rims of his donkey cart, which broke down shortly after they crossed the Macedonian border.

It's nighttime now, so we might as well rest here and leave during the day tomorrow.

Marum, having learned of Aaron's thoughts, speculated:

"Perhaps in the future, I encountered a battle, and that's why the bullets you carved were used. In a future period of time, which is the past for me, I, and even my comrades, have all had records of explosive guns still being able to fire after the bullets have run out."

"At the time, we only thought it was His Majesty's divine intervention, but now it seems that it might be due to you."

Aaron glanced at his father, who was now full of energy and had taken Anglon to steal fruit from someone's orchard, and sighed:

"I knew the fate of humanity couldn't be entrusted to this old man. Couldn't he just buy fruit from the farmers? Why did he have to steal it?"

Fortunately, before Anda dragged Angron into doing bad things, Aaron had already sent Marum to quickly find nearby fruit farmers and pay them so that they would turn a blind eye.

At the same time, maintain simple patrols, but don't discover the father and son, giving them a little pleasure.

He is the one who truly cares about this family!

Marum was busy repairing the car, so Aaron had to come and set up the tent. Luckily, the fifth dog didn't need any care at all; it would bite the reins and stand by the side, pretending to be tied up.

After setting up the tent, Aaron glanced at the sky and quickly started cooking. He even had time to clear out an empty table to use as a work surface for making handicrafts after dinner.

Yesterday at noon, after my father woke up, he said he dreamed of Xiao Pei, but accidentally, he couldn't resist the urge to hit her and gave her a beating.

Tell Aaron to remember to make a gift and send it over to ease the family tensions.

What should I make for Xiao Pei?

As the leader of the legion, he certainly didn't lack weapons. However, the last time Aaron saw Midrod, he witnessed the Iron Warriors holding daily after-dinner meetings focused on the large-scale research and development of civilian machinery.

Give yourself a symbolic exoskeleton glove; that's what people will call it in the future.

But this one is completely fake, made of wood, can't move, and has to be made as big as possible.

So that when Xiao Pei has nothing to do, she can put her hand inside and wear it to play.

The fruit farmers in the distance felt sorry for him. What kind of family has such a responsible eldest son? How could they have to marry such an old man?

They brought over some fresh fruit, while whispering that your dad and your brother were peeing there.

So much so that when Aaron cooked afterwards, his face was black with embarrassment.

Before long, just before it got completely dark, the old man returned with Angron riding on his shoulders.

Anglong held a fruit in each hand, eating one bite himself and then passing the other to his father.

Aaron was quite helpless, but considering this astonishing scene that was rarely seen in the world—

At least this old man is still learning how to be a father and take care of a child, right? He was the first child, so it's understandable that he lacked experience.

Looking at the smile on Angron's face, Aaron suddenly felt that the old man's behavior wasn't so bad after all.

"Brother, eat! I've never bitten into this before!"

"And there's one for Uncle Marum too!"

Once home, Anglong jumped down and pulled out two fruits from the rolled-up area of ​​his clothes at the stomach.

Marum was hammering nails with his hands and nearly hit his own arm.

Hopefully, future world-devourers will not eat themselves in order to obtain the fruit given to them by the Primarch.

Is this, in another sense, the golden apple that brings discord?

Then let's not eat it. Let's find an opportunity to send it back to Sage Caul for research.

He has backups of the genetic seeds of twenty legions. Even if he manages to find some original Space Marines from the World Eaters, with this fruit, he can at least guarantee that they won't betray him.

Sigh, the relationship between the Primarch and its genetic offspring is truly mysterious.

If all else fails, just paint it makula blue; nobody will care.

Just as Anda, covered in mud, was about to grab some food, Anglong stopped him:

"Dad, I need to take a shower first."

Anda couldn't help but sigh, "Why do you always imitate your brother's strange ways? I thought I could raise you to be as unrestrained as me."

He had no choice but to lift Angron up with one hand and walk toward the nearest river.

By the time the whole family was seated at the dinner table, Marum had just finished repairing the donkey cart.

Aaron asked casually, "Marum, how did the car suddenly break down?"

He was still very curious whether this was a dirty trick his father had used to delay the progress of entering Macedonia.

Before Marum could speak, Anda spoke up:

“You never trust your own father. I’m telling you the truth, but you don’t believe me and think I’m trying to sow discord.”

"Cough cough cough, actually it was Little Peturabo who did it. I was a bit out of it then, so I beat up Peturabo and then had this kid massage my arm."

"You wouldn't believe it, that brass-tipped leather belt—oh, you can think of it as a cowhide whip—was so tiring to swing; my arms were aching."

"Then that kid went crazy for some reason, grabbed my arm and started slamming it down. You see, by the time I was fully sober, the donkey cart was broken."

After Anda finished complaining, he began to wolf down his food, gesturing for Angron to learn his eating style.

The essence of human life is to find a place where we can retain our energy levels and take in enough energy every day.

If you can't even enjoy eating, what kind of person are you!

After listening, Aaron felt something was off. Upon closer examination, there was actually a bit of truth to what he said.

Moreover, Xiao Pei managed to launch a sneak attack when her father wasn't paying attention, thinking she was giving him a massage!

This is invaluable experience!

In order to deal with the old man in the future, they will have to prepare more methods!

But in that case, in order to gain their trust, they would have to be obsequious and act like good children.

Just like Angron now, he's already able to ride on the old man's head.

It's quite easy to do something when he's not paying attention.

Aaron was deep in thought after the meal, and he wasn't sleeping very well that night.

When I opened my eyes this time, it felt like I was in the middle of a volcano. When I looked up, lava was flowing over my head.

This experience felt completely different from when I met the other younger brothers before.

The connection is too fragile, perhaps because the other party is not a living being at all?

For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into Aaron's mind.

As he tried to venture deeper into the volcano to find the secret, he saw a sharp black scale sink into the molten lava he was in, until it fell into his body.

Aaron woke up with a start, covered in sweat and panting.

He quickly turned around to look for it, but the scale was not on him. Instead, it was embedded in the wooden fist ornament that he was going to give to Xiao Pei.

He has a younger brother who is not human and has scales on his body.

Aaron was surprised by his own idea, but he felt no fear.

No matter how strangely he looks, he's still my brother, family, there's nothing shameful about it.

Marum opened his eyes, noticed Aaron's unusual behavior, and slowly approached.

"Aaron, you dreamed about the new Primarch again?"

Aaron shook his head and said, "We haven't seen anyone yet, only this scale that flowed out of the volcano."

"Is that what you call a biological characteristic?"

Marum moved closer to examine it carefully, and then, under Aaron's already accustomed gaze, stuck out his tongue and licked it:

"No, they are not scales of a real living being. They are more like a materialization of a subspace concept, representing the identity of its owner."

"If you can capture it instead of ignoring it, then yes, it is one of your brothers, the Primarch of the great Salamander Legion, Vokhan."

Marum made his own judgment, but he didn't know which period it was from.

Aaron examined the scale with curiosity. It had appeared on the glove he was going to give to Xiao Pei. What did it represent?

Is this younger brother also a supporter of Xiao Pei?

Wow, Xiao Pei is so popular!

Katherine and I were initially worried that his personality would cause him a lot of hardship in the future, and that he might even have conflicts with his brothers.

However, it seems that Dorne, Lane, and Angron all remember his kindness.

If we add Vokan to that.

It's unbelievable that Little Pei is now truly capable of competing with Guilliman for the position of Emperor of the Empire.

As the older brother, I could only remain neutral and let them do as they pleased.