Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Besides, who else but a hungry old man would steal those tasteless breads?

Marum suggested, "It's very likely the master did it."

Anglong frowned, deep in thought;

"Who could it be? My first suspect is actually Dad. But I couldn't find any trace of food scraps. Before, when he stole food, I could see a line connecting the kitchen to Dad."

"That means a highly skilled thief ate my bread without leaving a trace."

Marum proposed:

"Perhaps it's Aaron? If he could, he would ignore any psychic presence, which is why you can't sense it."

"But I think if Aaron ate it, he would tell us."

Upon hearing his brother's name, Anglong shook his head violently, his voice trembling with emotion, almost breaking into tears.

"It couldn't be my brother who stole the food. I can tell that he's always encouraging me, but he doesn't actually like my cooking, sob sob."

Marum frowned: "What made you that judgment?"

Anglong said loudly, "Eat quickly! My brother always takes a long time to eat the food I cook. He obviously has to mentally prepare himself."

Marum couldn't help but chuckle: "Heh, Your Highness, Aaron was just worried about whether the Master could eat it. He actually hoped that your cooking would suddenly choke the Master to death."

Angron frowned and whispered:

"I understand, next time I'll make the wheat flour a little more compact."

Marum's smile suddenly vanished. Oh no, had he instilled something strange into his mind?

Wait, Your Majesty! Those words were only directed at the current master and were by no means intended to disrespect you!

Angron, however, didn't think much of it and felt that his plan was feasible:

"Last night I secretly got up to look for fresh wild vegetables, and I heard my dad mumbling in his room, 'Don't come, no, no! I can't eat anymore!' Maybe my mom made a meal for him separately. I knew then that it was possible to stuff my dad to death!"

Marum felt increasingly strange, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The old man's family relationships seem rather strange.

But for the sake of Angron's smooth development, he firmly stated:

"Tonight, I'll take you to explore the surrounding mountains and fields to find the kinds of edible food. Maybe we'll find some varieties that can be cooked perfectly even without seasoning."

Anyway, it's fine for the Primarch and Astartes not to sleep at night, so that Angron doesn't see anything that might give him a psychological trauma.

Marum witnessed the massive earthquake on the outskirts of the forest in Deddu.

That was not a beautiful scene, but rather a scene of brutality and slaughter, a terrifying sight of two ferocious creatures devouring each other.

After several peaceful days, Helios and Anda finally located the location where the chaos might be present.

They only work during the day and seem to have no concern for the safety of the Macedonian people.

Meanwhile, under Erda's watchful eye, Aaron prepared himself to try and connect with his other brothers.

For example, the wooden arm that was originally intended for Peturabo has been sent for several days but has not yet been delivered.

But today there's finally some progress, though Aaron hopes Peturabo won't fight with his mother.

It seems inevitable that Xiao Pei will be beaten by her mother with a psionic whip sooner or later.

Aaron felt that when Xiao Pei was being cheeky, she was almost exactly the same as her father, a complete replica.

He was even somewhat desperate, worried that he might occasionally hallucinate his younger brother doing something as a terrifying old father.

Even, when I do certain things, am I no different from the old man?

Aaron was terrified of becoming like an old man.

But clearly today wasn't a good time to give gifts, because the two old folks kicked open the door and strode in.

This seems to be a habit of that generation; my mother also kicked the door open and came in a few days ago.

Anda walked at the front. For some reason, his hair had grown quite a bit recently, and it wasn't a psionic illusion.

It seems that my mother sought out some medical treatments.

Anda, beaming with pride, shouted:

"We've found a leak, let's go fix it. Honey, want to come with us?"

Erda nodded; she also wanted to see what kind of calamity could be perceived by her psychic powers.

"Giants, or some other monster?" she asked.

Anda entered the courtyard, pushed past Aaron, and sat down next to Erda:

"Neither. At first, I thought it was the image of Typhon, and I thought it would be best to give this to Poseidon. But I didn't expect it to be a stranger thing."

"I call it, an extra version of the legend of cannibalism, [The Angry Mother]."

Helios followed suit, adding:

"It's actually some kind of curse imagery. We've observed a lot of cases of mothers abusing children in Macedonia recently. Although the actual harm isn't great, the emotions of these cursed individuals are indeed quite volatile."

Erda frowned, wondering if these two were subtly alluding to him.

She asked patiently, "Are you sure it's not because those naughty kids caused too much trouble, and their husbands only know how to drink and brag, and don't do any proper work, that's why they're so irritable?"

Adachi looked smug:

“I went to ask them myself, and I found that even when I stood in front of them, I couldn’t calm them down. They even became more agitated after I mentioned Zeus.”

Helios is like a partner in telling stories of bards:

“Ilda, you know, in the past, when those heartbroken women saw Neos or heard the name Zeus, they would all vie to bear him a demigod child.”

Anda was somewhat annoyed; why was this third wheel being so sarcastic?

He quickly gave Helios a fierce look, signaling him to get down to business.

The latter then slowly said:

"Haha, according to our judgment, the image that pollution ultimately formed was not Typhon, but Gaia. In the myth, it tacitly agreed to help us overthrow the rule of the Titans, but because we betrayed them—Nyos, why do those people have to make up stories like this, making us gods all have bad traits?"

He glanced discreetly at Erda, who was very likely the one who compiled all those terrible myths and legends, and then said:

"Ahem, anyway, Gaia helped us, but His monster child was sealed underground, so in mythology we fear Gaia and His offspring's escape. The root cause is that Zeus is portrayed as suspicious, jealous, autocratic, and unwilling to take responsibility."

Anda chuckled coldly. This third wheel is a bit too bright today, always making veiled accusations.

However, Erda will intervene; it's Hera's petty nature to be so protective.

However, the information gathered so far does indeed point to a mother goddess figure even older than Hera: Gaia.

Erda was very puzzled and pressed for an answer:

"Just how egregious must you have witnessed to arrive at this conclusion?"

"If this disaster materializes, what calamities will it bring?"

Anda pointed at Aaron and said, "It's probably because you've decided to stop smiling at our son from today onwards, eat his cooking every day while speaking sarcastically and never saying a nice word."

Aaron said secretly, "Father, please don't reveal what you've done."

Erda was furious and reached out to pinch Anda's waist:

"Alright, now that we've found the problem, I'll summon the image of Gaia tomorrow and tear her apart!"

Helios, however, was even more sorrowful, and so he began to sing:

"Fathers and sons cannibalizing each other, the generational power shift—but what ridiculous fate leads to mothers and sons turning against each other?"

Chapter 284 Anglon the Baker (3K)

Aaron was eager to see what this so-called "Angry Mother" was all about.

But the family didn't seem very interested, even though Erda was furious.

But I don’t think this should require her to give up dinner and rest.

Anyway, the sun will rise as usual tomorrow. Since things have come to this, let's eat first.

Having achieved some initial success, Helios dared to sit up straighter on his stool and loudly proclaim his understanding of humanity.

"Lazy, afraid of trouble, lack of initiative—"

"I think it's a miracle that human civilization has developed to where it is today. There are so many creatures in nature that follow the law of survival of the fittest and strive to survive."

"Why is it that humans, of all creatures, have developed intelligent civilization?"

Anda simply slammed the bowl down on Helios's face:

"Just eat your food and stop trying to find ways to insult me. Are you judging humanity? You're talking about me."

Helios was somewhat embarrassed; he could only hope to win in terms of language.

In a physical or psionic confrontation, I am no match for these two in-laws.

It's better to take advantage of their recent harmonious relationship and good temper, and gain some verbal advantage.

After finishing their meal, Aaron and Marum cleaned up the dishes.

Marum said, "Aaron, Angron won't be sleeping with you tonight. He'll be coming out with me to look for food in the nearby mountains and fields."

Aaron glanced back at Uncle Helios, who was in the yard with his arm around the fifth son, seemingly plotting something in secret, and shook his head.

“Take your uncle with you. I might have to go out tonight too. I’ve found the addresses of several sculptors in Macedonia these past few days, and I’m going to study there.”

Marum asked curiously, "They're open at night too?"

Aaron shrugged, set the table, and wiped the water off the dishes.

"Anyway, those masters all like to hold torches and stand on ladders in the middle of the night to study how to improve their skills. It's as if they can't show off their superb skills if they don't do it. Haha~ Actually, it's because their eyesight is bad at night. I change my clothes and hide among their apprentices, so they can't see me."

"Once I turn my days and nights upside down, sleeping and dreaming during the day, my father and mother can study my abilities. That will be perfect."

Marum could only turn around, rummage through his magical toolbox to find a watch, and then ask Helios to use his psychic powers to transform it into an ordinary wrist ornament.

I didn't go to see the old couple, partly because I didn't quite trust their aesthetic sense.

On the other hand, there are concerns that their post-meal exercise is creating protozoa.

"I will keep an eye on your location at all times, and if anyone tries to harm you—"