Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

He quickly changed the subject; his father always spoke his mind, so he had to get his attention back on track.

Anda asked curiously, "Which rebellious son did you dream about this time?"

Aaron shook his head, gesturing with his hands to indicate the hat, as he explained:

"It was a woman named Loisca who claimed to be from some kind of tribunal. She said I was the son of the God-Emperor and was very hostile towards me."

Marum had already put down his cutlery, his expression serious.

"The Inquisition is the supreme authority within the Empire, even possessing the power to issue extermination orders to destroy the entire world. Even my predecessor, Titus, as an Astartes, was taken away by the Inquisition due to the corruption of Chaos."

Anda burst into laughter, slamming his hand on the table:

"How dare those lunatics do this to my warriors! Marum, you should learn from those wolf cubs and fight them!"

"In other words, Guilliman's descendants are all relatively law-abiding, but while everyone thought you were being law-abiding, you were actually plotting something even more terrible."

Anda looked at her son and then asked:

"Is that woman pretty?"

Aaron was dumbfounded. How did this issue suddenly come up?

He was about to speak when he heard his father say again:

"Don't go after those crazy women in the Inquisition. Although the State Church is full of scoundrels, the Battle Sisters are quite good."

“You’re not getting any younger. In Thebes, many young people get married and have children in their teens. As your father, I feel it’s necessary for me to express my concern about your marriage.”

Aaron quickly retorted, "I just need to stay home to take care of you, and I don't have many opportunities to meet people my own age. Why are you worried about that!"

Anda spoke with the earnestness of an old father:

"My child, if you have any psychological issues, speak up about them promptly. If you feel that I'm a burden to you, then abandon me and leave!"

These words made Aaron and Marum's hearts race, each pounding wildly in their own rhythm.

Until Anda burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! This is the first time I've found your books from Ottara to be useful. The book says that when you talk to your teenage son about these issues, you'll see the boy's shyness and powerless arguments."

"That's a good direction, and it might be useful for other unfilial sons in the future. For example, ask Guilliman what he thinks about marriage. I admire Ms. Euton's dedication, so Guilliman should understand the importance of a wife."

Seeing that His Majesty's thoughts were going further and further astray, every time he opened his mouth, everyone at the table except for that donkey would have their blood pressure rise.

Marum had to take advantage of Anda's inattention and stuff all the food in front of him into his own mouth.

Then they wished they could just grab the whole table and run.

"Sir, let me clear the dishes. You can rest now."

Anda looked at the plate in front of him with a puzzled expression. Was he eating so fast today?

Forget it, let's solve the Chagatai problem first.

Actually, he didn't think Chagatai had any psychological problems at all; it was just that Aaron, as the older brother, was more persistent.

He sat down in front of the large accordion, which could be called a harp, and such instruments were often played in the seaside palaces of Mycenae.

The women missed their husbands who had gone to fight in Troy.

Their queen, however, killed the king in the bathroom.

Erda is better; she's not thinking of killing me yet.

Because of these past events, Anda recalled some ancient musical pieces that were not melodies and had no musical notation.

Many of them were just casually played during his travels with Erda in the past.

He sat down, holding the top of the harp with one hand and beginning to strum the strings with the other, humming in a more ancient language.

Only Erda had heard these tunes. Olpeson had the opportunity to hear his own sacred music, but the old man hadn't seen it for hundreds of years.

Could it be to leave enough space for just the two of them?

Anda smiled, and the light, cheerful sound of the strings filled the air, enlivening the atmosphere in the courtyard.

If this place were closer to the Ganges than the Nile, they would all start singing and dancing to match this tune.

I'll take a look at the combat nuns' files tonight and maybe catch one for my son.

With such deep concern for her son, what could Erda possibly have to blame herself for?

Thinking of this, Anda became even happier, and even lifted the huge harp with one arm, cheering and jumping for joy, as if he had already merged into the Dionysian festival outside.

Chapter 67 The Fastest Legend of the Grasslands, Luo Jia's Vision

Around noon that day, Marum and Aaron finally finished carving the last section of the harp.

She also had to wipe away the sweat her father had left from playing the piano that morning.

The old man got interested and, completely ignoring others, began to sweat profusely.

Hopefully, Chagatai won't smell that sweat.

Marum did not carve the perfectly round skull on Aaron's head.

Only one eagle, soaring with outstretched wings, was preserved.

He picked up a broom to clear away the sawdust from the ground, then watched as His Majesty's might shrunk the harp and mounted it on the chariot.

Aaron picked up the toy car and sighed, "I don't think the name 'Scarab' is very good; it doesn't fit the culture of the grasslands."

"It should be called—"

Anda retorted firmly, "What are you yelling for? I'll call him the Scarab Beetle. I just want to see Chagatai's reaction! I've already saved his life!"

Aaron said with a sullen face, "Forget it, I'll just give it to my brother and then change the name."

It's not worth arguing with this old man. When his younger brothers grow up, they can each give him a punch and he'll behave.

He gripped the toy car tightly and walked into the house, not forgetting to remind him:

"Drink less when you go out, and don't come back drunk!"

That morning, the noise from the festival outside was incredibly loud, even more so than the build-up from the previous days.

Even the security measures were relaxed considerably, allowing people to carry their glasses, cheer and rejoice, and enjoy the wonderful life bestowed by the gods.

It would be even better if they didn't urinate or defecate indiscriminately.

Anda had the idea of ​​teaching Marum to dance today, thinking that Guilliman would be very pleased if the Ultramarines learned to enjoy singing in a safe era.

After Aaron finished tidying up the house and cleaning it, he lay down on the bed and gripped the chariot in his hand.

The fifth brother, with his reins in his mouth, came over and put them in Aaron's hand, licking Aaron's arm with his tongue.

It misses Chagatai's backside.

"No, Fifth Brother, I need to prevent you from having the white scar replaced again. You should stay home. I'll go over and explain the situation to your brother, and then I'll take you to play. Be good, okay?"

Aaron had no choice but to reluctantly lead the fifth child outside. Seeing the old donkey's forlorn eyes, Aaron hardened his heart and turned away.

Now I can finally concentrate and clearly point to the location of Chagatai.

Bang!

Aaron's bald head slammed onto the bed, and his body fell into a patch of scorched yellow grassland.

A group of strangely shaped creatures, but clearly identified as sheep, were passing by.

Several lambs, who had never seen a human before, came over and tried to push Aaron, this strange creature that had fallen from the sky, with their newly grown horns.

Unlike their parents, they can't jump directly over Aaron, and they don't want to take a detour; they're somewhat stubborn.

Aaron was bumped in the waist and armpits, chuckled, stood up, and let the migrating sheep pass.

"The taste of these herbs is very similar to what Lao Wu ate before. Lao Wu is really something, daring to eat the local food when he arrives in a strange place."

He picked a yellowish-brown blade of grass from the ground and put it in his mouth.

He took the scarab toy car from his waist and said all he had to do was shout, "Dad, I love you!"

The car will then be restored to its original condition.

Before leaving, Marum secretly told him that there were actually many activation commands: "By the Emperor" or "Long live mankind" would both work.

Aaron was exasperated by his father's occasional childish and naive behavior, which resembled that of a three-year-old. He put the toy car on the ground and shouted:

"Long live humanity!"

He found it difficult to say the other two commands; one was too embarrassing, and the other didn't resonate with him.

boom!

Huge thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and golden lightning distorted the bright white of natural lightning as it struck down, restoring the complete golden beetle to Aaron's presence.

The sheep nearby were startled by the unexpected thunderstorm and scattered wildly on the grassland where there was no risk of human hunting, as if they had regained some of the sense of crisis within their genes.

Aaron marveled at the scarab's magnificence; golden lightning gradually flowed from its bronze-colored metallic shell, making it gleam brilliantly.

As if forged from gold and tempered by lightning. It's like a raging machine pulled from a golden lightning battery.

It's practically the embodiment of imperial power!

It took him a lot of effort to climb up, after all, it was designed for the Primarch's body shape.

Thinking about it this way, I'll have to sit on my younger brothers' shoulders to be a head taller than them in the future.

Otherwise, as the eldest brother, Aaron was still a little disappointed.

"call--"

Aaron let out a long breath, jumped up, and pulled the handlebar to the right height.

"As is customary, my younger brother is not far from where I was born."

As soon as he finished speaking, the indicator on the chariot gave a signal. He looked in the direction indicated by the signal and saw several galloping horses speeding along the edge of the scorched yellow grassland.

It seems some kind of competition is underway.

Aaron became interested and pulled on his grip.

"Chagatai, your brother's here! How fast can you ride a horse? Come and try this!"

Golden lightning surged across the scarab's shell, instantly transforming into thunder that crashed down upon the racehorse crowd.