Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"Oh dear, your brother has grown up and has his own opinions. He doesn't care about me anymore. From now on, this family will all depend on you, Anglong!"

After fooling his youngest son, he finished his meal.

Anda sat down in the chair as if in a huff, leaning back:

"Alright, it's not like I'm not going to work. Today I'm going to go and meet your temporary senior brother's mother. I want to see what a woman with only a mouth on her face really looks like."

After he finished speaking, he triumphantly tossed his hair, which then fluttered in the wind.

“I suspect that the reason I couldn’t deal with those people cursed by the ‘Angry Mother’ before was because my hair wasn’t long enough. Thanks to your mother’s efforts, I’ve managed to grow some hair.”

"When the time comes, just watch me take action. I'll make that fat green bastard bow down in worship!"

Aaron simply pushed the pile of plates in front of the old man:

"To save the world, let's start with small things. Please go and wash the dishes. I'm going to the Temple of the Sun first. Their caravan is setting off today to seek divine guidance from the temple."

"I'll go check on my mother and see if she's run into any trouble."

The temple matters that would require a mother to personally return to handle were likely fraught with difficulties and obstacles.

It's best not to link the two troublesome things together, otherwise they'll see just how terrifying a truly "angry mother" can be.

As for what the old father and Marum were worried about, it was what the mother's reaction would be after she saw Angron's true nature.

Aaron wasn't nervous at all; he genuinely didn't know why Uncle Apollo had been so terrified back then.

He had even taken Angron to the future for a free meal, yet he didn't realize that his beloved younger brother had turned into a ruthless killer.

With him around, there's absolutely nothing to worry about.

After arranging the household chores and specifying that the old man should do them, Aaron pushed Anglon out the door.

This gives the stroller a true childlike quality.

He had stayed up all night, but surprisingly, he wasn't sleepy at all during the day. He first took Anglon to the local market, where Anglon insisted on sending Uncle Marum up to "fight" the vendors.

It's clear that the Ultramarines' eloquence doesn't disappoint, and they can persuade people with reason to obtain the materials Angron needs.

When they reached the fork in the road, Aaron said goodbye to the two men and told them to remember to help find Uncle Helios today.

You could go and see if there are any horrible old men gnawing on raw meat and bones in the shops where they slaughter raw meat.

After finding out the direction of the temple, Aaron followed the crowd. There were still many people worshipping the gods every day.

The mother set up two ways to seek the oracle: one was to see if one's heart was sincere, which was determined by the weight of the drachma.

Another method involves people lining up to throw stones, with a rotating wheel opposite them bearing different symbols, half for good omens and half for bad omens.

The angle at which the stone is thrown is adjusted according to the shadow cast by the sun's clock hand on the corona.

Then, weights were placed behind the turntable, so that most people would hit a good omen if they threw them.

This can be considered a form of tangible, large-scale regulation, ensuring that most people receive a good understanding.

After all, not all the problems people encounter in life are life-or-death situations. Many trivial matters can be resolved smoothly once a good divine revelation is received.

If someone is really unlucky and always has bad omens, then they can only leave it to fate.

Even so, this practice made the Sun God's Oracle widely known, attracting many people from other places to come and learn about it.

As a result, Apollo also acquired some prophetic authority, or perhaps this had already been the case more than five hundred years ago, starting with the prophetic priest after the Trojan War.

People believe the temple here is large and efficacious, and that's enough.

As for the real sun god Helios, let us pray that he will not be forgotten by the world.

Erda is not a priestess who is willing to wholeheartedly help people solve all their troubles, unless the disaster you encounter is so bizarre that it makes Erda laugh.

Normally, she has a spectator mentality, just enjoying the entertainment.

But last night, in the middle of the night, she had to leave her beloved lover behind, get out of bed, and return to work.

Because a troublesome matter has arisen.

King Amintas II of Macedon, the foolish king who wanted to forge Macedonian glory through war and ruthless means.

They drowned.

The incident stemmed from Erda's promise that if the king could submerge his head in the water for a certain period of time, he would be allowed to seek an oracle.

This was known throughout Macedonia, and Erda announced it widely before setting off for Athens.

In her view, even if a king wanted to try it, his ministers would stop him.

If all else fails, the guards nearby, seeing their king's head submerged in the water and not moving, don't they know to pull him out to check on him?

Inside the temple, apart from the staff who were still working to maintain normal operations, most of the core members had gathered around Erda.

They didn't care that the mistress had suddenly turned black; they simply thought it was a little flirtation between Zeus and Hera.

Judging a woman's appearance is the most dangerous thing, let alone judging a goddess.

The last time someone was asked to judge this, it led to the destruction of Troy.

Erda covered her brow with one hand, looking annoyed, while flipping through the submitted records with the other.

Last night, Amintas II drank wine and stood atop the artificial hill in the garden, proclaiming himself "King of the World," born to conquer all the territories he saw and reached.

He then sought an audience with his mother, hoping to use his uncle's family as a pretext to conquer the neighboring city-state of Tarius.

Anyway, her mother always complained that her family treated her badly, that her parents were harsh, her brothers mocked her, and that they even married her off to a king she didn't like.

She also gave birth to a son she did not love.

But Amintas II believed that it was because his father had hung his mother's lover on a spear when he was young that his mother now only had memories of that lover at his most perfect moment.

If that lover were alive today, she would probably be a disheveled mess.

But none of that matters. It's better to start by taking over the family home that my mother usually hates the most, turning it into a territory that my mother can control.

She will realize how good her son is.

So the king, drunk and disorderly, burst into the palace.

He promised his mother that he would strip his uncles, who had bullied her when she was a child, naked and throw them into the sea, and that his grandfather, who had been harshly criticizing and scolding his mother, would personally plow the fields at his advanced age.

His mother simply remarked that his demeanor was just like that of his boastful father, the king. How could Macedonia have such a rude king?

Two in a row.

Since the decision to wage war is already made, why not fulfill the conditions for obtaining the oracle from the sun god?

The king believed him and, instead of having a basin of water prepared, jumped into the lake himself.

The next time it appears, it will be floating.

This is the main leaked version of the story, which doesn't seem to have much to do with the temple.

After all, it was incitement made while the person was drunk.

Oracles have always had a penchant for playing tricks on these kings and heroes.

However, the king's wife, who wanted to use the death of the king as an opportunity to cause trouble, did not think that way.

That same day, the old mother, who had always played her role dutifully, helped her deceased son's cousin, Philip I, ascend to the throne.

Then they attacked the temple, claiming that God is naturally infallible.

However, the priests who interpreted the gods deliberately led their king to his death.

After all, a hardline king is very popular with the people. For the time being, people will only see the king's grand words and not the social potential that needs to be mobilized and consumed to support such a large-scale war.

The atmosphere in the country was inevitably affected after the king's death.

All the suffering that followed would be attributed to the cause of the king's death.

The conditions for requesting a divine oracle.

So the mother, who didn't necessarily love her son that much, had to make a fuss about the temple.

But what is she planning to do? Will she plunge the entire country into an abyss and create chaos to console her lover who was once executed?

This is really a bit strange, like something someone with a broken head would do.

"Mother," sigh, that identity again.

How many mothers will suffer because of that curse?

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Therefore, Erda now has to come up with an after-sales service that won't lead to the demise of the Macedonian or even Greek cultural sphere.

Otherwise, she would truly become the sinner who caused the destruction of civilization.

Who knows if that king, drunk, would just spout some nonsense and actually jump into the lake!

He did indeed perform a self-sacrifice before seeking divine guidance, but that doesn't mean you should actually risk your life.

Erda thought to himself, "Maybe I should issue a divine decree to forbid drinking alcohol in the future?"

Or they could say that the temple has the final say, and any actions taken in an irrational state are none of their business.

In short, Erda is now extremely annoyed and really wants to kill someone herself.

Anyway, the worst-case scenario is the destruction of civilization, so we have to share the blame.

She might as well do it herself.

Today, another mother also felt the same way, feeling irritable.

Because of the king's death, the entire city was under lockdown, and Lessaré was unable to travel with the caravan.

The Queen Mother was decisive; the city-wide lockdown went smoothly, and many of her decrees were immediately effective, ensuring that the basic order of governance was not affected by the King's death.

Perhaps the king's mother had been practicing how to seize power for a long time.

Lesharee, Aaron's temporary mentor, was resting by the donkey cart.

He didn't know whether to be grateful or not, but the king had finally gained some presence in his life and stopped his fate from moving forward, even if the price was his death.

But I should indeed show some sadness about this, after all, the guards are patrolling the city defenses.

If you see anyone laughing and joking, you might be sent to accompany the king.

“Lessaré, it seems you won’t be able to leave for at least half a month. Why don’t you come with me to the temple, or go back to your teacher?”