Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Once a person solves the three questions of "Who am I?", "Where did I come from?", and "Where am I going?", they will no longer feel lost in life.

Now, just like the heroes in mythology, he, Perturabo, is not a monster, but a demigod, waiting to grow up, complete his trials, and meet his god-king father.

After figuring these things out, Peturabo even felt that the great vortex in his memory had changed from a dangerous purplish-black to a magnificent golden color.

He wouldn't be plagued by a lot of messy and complicated thoughts.

Wait a minute—if his father is the God-King, then why does he always care about and value the opinions of his adoptive father, those bastards?

Xiao Pei almost instantly understood the Dao and quickly forgot about her adoptive father, who had originally held an important place in her heart.

If he is a god, what meaning do all the struggles and wars on earth, these war machines created by his own skills, have?

He wanted to build mechanical structures that were more artistic and better reflected his exquisite craftsmanship.

Not these big, dumb, black war machines!

He can even build a heavenly temple for you!

Seeing his younger brother's rapidly changing expression, Aaron knew before he could even utter the words of comfort he had prepared that would be meaningless.

It seems that after her father personally scolded her, Xiao Pei really wasn't so obsessed anymore!

"Leave your tools behind and get out of here. I haven't acknowledged you as my brother yet."

Although Perturabo quickly prepared himself mentally, it was obviously easier for him to admit that the God-King was his father than to admit that a bald man who was about to win his sister's heart was his brother.

"Sigh, I knew you were a bit difficult. Fine, fine, you did agree to help me with this, and as the older brother, I can't go against my own brother."

Aaron sighed and handed the catapult model in his hand to his big younger brother.

The latter practically picked up the model by the tip of its fingernail, unwilling to have any contact with it.

It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, he'll make Xiao Pei want to stay by his side every day!

Aaron made a grand vow: once the mission's objective is achieved, he will soon awaken in the real world.

He looked at Katherine beside him, who was gazing at him with eyes that resembled his mother's.

Aaron was very curious and asked:

Why didn't you show any hostility towards me, a complete stranger, from beginning to end?

"This is clearly not the vigilance of a noble lady or even a princess of the kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Katherine covered her mouth and burst into laughter, and even Peturabo, who was looking at the model on the side, couldn't help but turn his gaze to her.

Sister, you must just be curious because the other person is a stranger.

He only heard Katherine continue:

“It’s nothing. You said my eyes look like your mother’s, but I think your eyes look like the first time I met Xiao Pei. That’s when he was brought back by his father and called me ‘sister’ for the first time.”

"Back then, he didn't have so much responsibility that his father imposed on him, and he would obediently call me 'sister'."

"Haha, that sounds weird. You guys are the real brothers."

Katherine laughed, which was her way of giving a reason.

Aaron thought to himself that even if Xiao Pei had a stepfather who was just as inhuman as her father, she would at least not grow up to be a bad person.

For some reason, both the father and Marum were somewhat wary of Peturabo's future changes.

The father made no attempt to hide his dislike for Xiao Pei.

Aaron watched his body grow increasingly ethereal, then managed a weak smile and bid farewell:

"Goodbye then. Xiao Pei is so lucky to have a sister like you."

He vanished completely, leaving only the brother and sister behind.

Peturabo clenched his other fist, thinking that his sister liked the bewilderment he felt when his adoptive father first discovered him.

However, I have already felt the malice in human emotions and the impulse to torment each other.

He can't go back to that state of confusion.

However, there may be other ways to make up for it.

For example, how about shaving your own head?

Suddenly, an idea popped into Peturabo's mind.

He suddenly turned and looked at Katherine with a serious expression, then said in a low voice:

"Sister, if Aaron is to be your partner, he must defeat me! I will use the Olympian tradition: horse racing, wrestling, and poetry. He must beat me twice in all three events!"

Peturabo believed he had been very understanding; he was certain that the little bald wrestler couldn't beat him.

Only horse racing and poetry offered him opportunities.

“I will personally choose the most magnificent carriage that Father has, and also give him a poem that I have personally written. Sister, I have already made a great concession.”

Perturabo's seriousness even made Katherine somewhat flustered, and she stammered:

"What are you saying? What do you mean we should become a pair? He is a god just like you. I will die of old age in a few decades. At that time, only your true father and your brother will accompany you."

Katherine reached out and hugged her brother's wrist, tilting her head back:

"When no one is around to look after you, you must learn to discipline yourself and become a god who is useful to people."

Peturabo became somewhat agitated.

He was worried about his sister's partner, but his sister was worrying about the future of humanity.

what is this!

He broke free, frantically scratching his hair, and headed towards his residence:

"I'm going to study this model. Please tell Father not to look for me at the banquet tonight."

Upon seeing this, Katherine couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

This was the first time I'd seen Xiao Pei not looking gloomy and motionless in the shadows after being traumatized.

Instead, it showed obvious signs of being breached.

Aaron, you're such a good brother, you've eased my worries about Little Pei.

With such a good older brother, the gods in mythology generally treated their sons well in the end.

I imagine that Aaron and Little Pei's father must be better than my own.

In 600 BC, the person Katherine was speculating about was fast asleep on a donkey cart, in an unseemly sleeping posture.

He drank with other craftsmen last night and won many parts to build this large carriage with five hub wheels.

Then they put the rope around the fifth brother's body.

The donkey was so difficult to move that it couldn't be moved. In the end, Marum stood by and pretended to help it up, but in reality, it was an Astartes pulling the cart.

Aaron woke up with a start, nearly knocking his father off the car.

"Damn it, you unfilial son! I'm not old enough to die yet, what are you trying to do!"

Anda suddenly woke up and rashly kicked Aaron off the stage.

Fortunately, Aaron reacted well and landed steadily without rolling around on the ground.

“Father!” he shouted, “Why did you speak to Xiao Pei like that? Although I admit it was effective, it’s still too strange. Making your son kneel down as soon as you meet him, and speaking to him in such a reprimanding tone.”

Anda then realized that she had just kicked her son down, rubbing her eyes, still groggy;

"I thought it was something serious. What's wrong with me, as a father, scolding my son a few times? Didn't he always feel that I didn't pay attention to him back then, or rather, in the future?"

“I’ve decided to correct this problem right now. I’m going to severely reprimand him for every mistake and push him to keep striving for perfection! This is also the beautiful vision of hoping that my son will become a dragon!”

"Maybe your brother is even enjoying it."

Chapter 87 The Emperor and Loka, who care for Guilliman (32K)

Marum, unusually, intervened in Anda's parent-child relationship, whispering:

"Sir, psychology cannot be applied casually to parent-child relationships. I don't recall that the 'Otlama Encyclopedia of Parent-Child Relationships' included Stockholm Syndrome."

Anda smacked his lips and made some room for Aaron to climb up, as a way of first expressing his apology:

"Those who hold power are always worried about being usurped, especially sons. Cough cough cough, why am I saying this? Is it because my son is beating me up right now?"

He rubbed his face; the time Luo Jia had punched him was already over.

Horus, however, seemed to be meticulously carrying out the order Aaron had never given him: "beat up your father."

"I need to get rid of Horus during this period as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to sleep soundly."

After Anda finished speaking, he finally looked up to answer Marum's question:

"By my decree, your damned encyclopedia now incorporates this principle. For those stubborn kids, they need a good beating and a good scolding. I'm also a reasonable person. You can implement it within the empire for a while first and see if there's any overall effect."

"If it works, keep it; if it doesn't, treat it as a royal exclusive."

Anda never did anything that displeased him. After saying all this in one breath, he lay down in the car:

“Ha, Aaron, you’d better watch out. Peturabo probably isn’t the brother who has the worst temper with you since you first met him. I have a feeling there are a few with even hotter tempers who might tear you apart the moment they meet.”

“You’re not like Old Nine, who’s loved by everyone. And your old father isn’t exactly balding either. By the way, Marum is going to steal something with me these next few days. After some investigation, I’ve figured out a way to get into the heart of the Pharaoh’s caravan without alerting those old fogies behind Horus.”

Aaron shrugged helplessly: "I've managed to control the timing of when I can actively travel to the places I've visited before. But I can't guarantee when those new brothers I'm meeting for the first time will happen."

"By the way, what are you going to steal? Is it the Pharaoh's head? To cut it off!"

Aaron got excited as he talked about this. It's normal for young people at this stage to like things that are unusual or exotic.

Anda leaned against the support of the donkey cart, waving his hand:

"It's just a necklace passed down from the Pharaoh's dynasty. My main purpose in coming to Egypt is actually for this. I'll have to ask you to deliver it to Gulliman later."

“Loga is dangerous. I’m referring to the future Loga who will fall and ascend, not your good brother Loga who has seen through everything and is now even more insane.”

Aaron asked in confusion:

"If the timeline is consistent, then after I helped Luo Jia change a turning point in his life, why do two Luo Jia exist simultaneously?"

"I thought that as long as I changed these points, those things that you hate in the future would not happen."

His tone was somewhat melancholy, worried that after being changed, Loka would eventually become the demon Guilliman spoke of, as time went on.