Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Angron didn't know when he returned last night, but he was already sleeping peacefully in his spot. He even remembered to take a shower before going to bed so as not to bring back any dust from the mountains.

Unlike his elderly father, when Marum was away, no one took care of him. No matter how tired he was from his journey outside, he would just collapse onto the bed when he got back.

Aaron carefully left the room and saw Marum breaking hay for the fifth son by hand in the yard.

The fifth child has been eating more refined foods lately, and his mealtimes have become more regular.

It seems that Marum rushed back after completing his mother's secret mission to prepare the fifth son's first meal of the morning.

"Marum, how did the mission go?"

Aaron first threw the undead skull and space beetle that he had previously thrown under the dining table into the basin of water to wash them.

Marum glanced at it but didn't pay much attention.

Aaron was used to whatever he brought back from the future, but he would occasionally worry about His Majesty's hair.

When His Majesty loses his hair, he often loses his humanity as well.

This is not conducive to the work of a housekeeper. As a housekeeper, one must be good at managing upwards.

After thinking for a moment, he answered Aaron's question:

"No one was killed, but a few strange worshippers of the God of War were captured and sent to the Temple of the Sun. Ific is just a small city-state. They are planning to seek the blessing of the God of War to attack the Macedonian palace and use decapitation tactics to mark their city-state's royal bloodline as the last remaining heir."

Aaron sighed, "I originally thought that when the throne was not yet settled, it could be seized in this way. I never imagined that even when someone was already on the throne, they could still kick that person off and find someone else to sit in it."

Marum shook his head and said:

“That’s not important. The struggle for succession is a common occurrence throughout human history. The key is how confident Ific was that he could receive the blessing of the god of war, and how that blessing could help them murder King Philip.”

Aaron countered:

"Chaotic corruption? We've seen it before. Those filthy things, after being blessed by evil gods, turned into monsters with power far exceeding that of ordinary people."

Marum was somewhat reserved, recalling that among the countless combatants of the Empire, there would always be a certain percentage who would experience the "divine grace" status.

The blessing that the evil god bestowed upon the demons was exactly the same as the blessing His Majesty bestowed upon them.

Aaron, looking confident, recounted his findings:

"I also found those strange war god believers in Macedonia. They did not worship Ares, but the Eldar's war god, Bloodhand Kane."

“These people have prepared a corrupted Kane sword, a torture device developed by the Eldar that corrupted their faith. Marum, I know where the sword is. I need you to steal it and destroy it, and the problem will be solved.”

Marum was about to nod when he suddenly remembered Erda's instructions:

"Perhaps not. Your mother has already prepared a countermeasure, and we have all witnessed her methods."

Aaron joked, "But this time, with those Kane followers gathered in the underground wine cellar, it might be pointless for knives to rain down from the sky."

Marum shook his head:

"Perhaps Ms. Erda has a better plan. The key point is that she wants to see the conspiracy unfold until it happens before dealing with it, rather than extinguishing the flames prematurely. Perhaps this will help further enhance the temple's control over the country."

Aaron could only shrug and say:

“Well, I have a feeling that Mother’s plan might backfire. Marum, you need to keep a close eye on things. If the timing isn’t right, steal that sword and destroy it.”

Marum nodded in agreement. Apart from Aaron, who was genuinely trying to solve the problem, the rest of the family seemed to be genuinely interested in the solution.

You can't rely on anyone else, yet you can't refute them either.

Leaving aside the lord, Lady Irda loves grand scenes. She insisted on watching the sword be presented to King Philip, even to the point of corrupting the king and pushing the situation to the brink of collapse.

Only then would they step forward and casually address the problem, just to make their presence felt.

So, besides external environmental factors, is the fact that the Lord's progress in unifying Terra so slow also influenced by this kind of mentality?

Can't the grandeur of a hero's entrance be truly appreciated until the very last moment?

Ah! This crazy couple really needs to have their thinking corrected!

Wouldn't it be better to be like Aaron, solving problems before they even occur?

Aaron was still worried and urged:

"Why don't we just steal the sword now and forge a Kane sword myself before putting it back? That way, we can satisfy Mother's wish to see the believers present the sword without causing any danger."

Marum has already stood up and is ready to take action; it has to be the most capable person in the family.

"Understood, this is a good method. I'll go steal it now, cough cough, I'll take it back right now."

His hasty departure, even though it was already dawn, still evoked the desolate feeling of a hurried night in heavy snow.

At some point, Marum, the Ultramarines, had transformed into an Astartes who, no matter what mission he was on, always appeared to be stealthy.

Before Aaron could even finish making breakfast, Marum had already entered the room carrying a longsword.

It's like buying it from the market, not stealing it.

"A sophisticated mechanical sword, more like a disposable torture device than a weapon for battlefield combat, as the design did not take into account how the extended blade would retract."

This degraded Kane sword is long and slender, perfectly suited to the Eldar's body; when used by a human, it would resemble a longsword.

The hilt is cast in crimson gold, and the Eldar's ornate design style is restrained here, not overshadowing the main design.

The sword is covered with dense, yet not unsettling, patterns, resembling finely distributed blood vessels.

Marum directly manifested the form of Astartes, gripping the sword with his power armor arm to prevent it from bouncing away.

"Aaron, just make one according to its shape."

Marum's hot-melting equipment can provide casting temperatures far exceeding those of this era, allowing even low-quality slag to be refined into decent metals.

Although Marum did most of the work, Aaron still went up and learned how to hammer a few times.

"Marum, you can even forge weapons, you're truly versatile. You mentioned before that the Salamanders and Iron Warriors are both master forgers, and many legions have their own areas of expertise."

Aaron watched Marum's skilled and meticulous process with great admiration:

"You Ultra Warriors are a little bit modest, thinking you know a little bit about everything. I think what you know is already at the master level."

Aaron was ultimately responsible for carving the sword hilt and assembling it.

Fortunately, the creation of Ultramarines does not require any mysterious rituals or blood sacrifices, nor does it require the bell-ringing and worship of the Machinarium.

In theory, they still had to pray to the emperor before they could perform these actions.

However, the master had complained several times before, strictly forbidding Marum from shouting "The Emperor is above all" in this era.

It's too noisy.

So the matter was dropped, and in the end, Aaron personally took out the fake Kane sword after it had been quenched and cooled.

The original degraded Kane's sword, under Aaron's instruction, was broken in half by Marum. The fragments were cleaned up and remelted to make a suitable cauldron for Angron, along with a corresponding simple stove and spice box.

This allows Angron to try things out on the spot.

But it must be protected, lest the master use it as a chamber pot.

Aaron casually brandished his sword and sighed:

"In that case, if this sword is presented to King Philip, it should be free from the contamination of Kane."

Chapter 347 Tzeentch: Hey, Kane isn't stupid (3K)

Just as the villain was busy coaxing the child, telling Magnus that his fragments had been lost for a long time and that it was unlikely that they could all be found.

In fact, he himself had some fragments of Magnus.

While Khorne was busy searching for Kane, who had been reduced to dust, Tzeentch was giving him a look that said, "I don't know, I've never seen him before, don't bother me."

In fact, Tzeentch never lies; he does not possess any fragments of Kane.

However, it's quite normal for some poor Eldar who worship Cairne's Shards to occasionally encounter an old blue-robed prophet in the mysterious Warp while searching for their own path and avoiding being devoured by Slaanesh.

The old prophet's protection of them and his teaching of how to use the fragments of Kane to ward off the Slaanesh's corruption was perfectly justified.

You're saying I didn't tell Khorne?

Khorne didn't even ask my subordinates if they had any!

Tzeentch had not yet closed the net, bringing despair to those poor followers of the God of War.

Instead, they built a palace and invited them to come.

The Kane fragments need to be attached to a person in order to gain sentience and communicate.

After Tzeentch had prepared all this, He was able to speak with the already deceased Eldar god:

"I turned my gaze back tens of thousands of years to the so-called Messiah. And you, now nearing death, still have the energy to send your past self to find a bunch of Earth monkeys?"

Tzeentch got straight to the point. When dealing with these red guys who are always shouting about killing people, it's best not to beat around the bush.

The fragment of Kane resides in the body of a pitiful Eldar, his expression bewildered, his eyes shining with a foolish gleam, exactly like when Magnus was first deceived by him.

Alas, perhaps Magnus the Red really should have been a Khorne.

Tzeentch had no choice but to help the fragments of Kane cross the river of time; these Eldar gods simply hadn't been able to seize the throne of Chaos.

In terms of their form of existence, they are the same as them, and to a certain extent, they can disregard the passage of time.

Thanks to Tzeentch's efforts, Kane finally regained some of his senses. Upon seeing Tzeentch in front of him, he suddenly produced a short-handled axe and hurled it at Tzeentch's head.

Fortunately, Tzeentch was prepared. He had many heads, so he didn't dodge or flinch; if one fell off, he could simply replace it.

"Once you've vented, answer my question. You know what would happen to you if you fell into that big red dog's mouth. I've been protecting this fragment of you for a thousand or two thousand years, so you should at least pay some rent."

"Don't even think about going to the Cursed One; He'll throw you into the Star Torch and burn you. Answer my question: you, a war god, are you starting to use your brains, also for the sake of the Messiah?"

Kane shook the head of the body he was possessing, his eyes gradually clearing:

"Messiah? I have a vague recollection of him, but it has nothing to do with him."

Tzeentch became interested; sometimes even the ideas of fools have merit, capable of propelling changes that even the greatest wisdom could not deduce.

"Oh? Tell me more!"

Kane pondered for a moment, then finally spoke:

"I want to advance the process of the Cursed One unifying Terra and help his country to be unified as soon as possible. There are many conditions that can give birth to the Dark Lord, but war is the most important one, and I can try them one by one."

"It would be best to give the cursed the ability to fight back before Salis awakens."

"I need to make Salis fear the existence of the Cursed before I am shattered. The Cursed will come to my clan to learn swordsmanship. At that time, I will personally trigger [End and Death], and even try to take Salis's place."