"Never mind, come over more often when you have time. I have some highly skilled sculptors here who can teach you."

"If all else fails, I can teach you if I have the time. Don't misunderstand, I just can't stand such low-level carving skills."

Katherine smiled kindly, habitually putting her arm around Aaron's shoulder, and teased:

"Xiao Pei means that you should spend more time with him."

Aaron hesitated for a moment; another brother needed to be spent with.

He stammered, "Well, Xiao Pei, you see, we have so many brothers, and they all need help sometimes. I..."

Xiao Pei waved her hand and said, "It's alright, it's just a small number. You can come over whenever you have time."

Aaron could only nod blankly, without telling Xiao Pei that she actually had four hands and one extra finger.

He needs to sleep more than 20 hours a day to take care of them all!

It's so sad. When will all the younger brothers be able to get together?

That way, you won't have to run around everywhere.

Katherine invited Aaron to the party, while Peturabo, who was the talk of the party, had been away for too long.

He has to go back and take responsibility.

Peturabo watched with a serious expression as his sister took Aaron's arm and led him to the center of the banquet.

Damn it, it seems like it was the older sister who took the initiative.

Brother, I will definitely do my best!

According to the other people attending the banquet, Princess Katherine had a suitor who was taken away by Peturabo and threatened.

As it turned out, our princess clearly took a liking to this suitor and personally rescued him.

What's puzzling is that there was a rumor that a suitor had risked entering Katherine's boudoir.

This must be the one.

Alas, I wonder what Katherine's father, that tyrant, was thinking.

It wasn't until the banquet ended that Aaron realized his body was about to dissipate.

He said goodbye to Katherine, even forgetting to say goodbye to his younger brother, and disappeared from Katherine's sight.

Katherine's eyes held a smile, yet also a hint of melancholy:

"This is... a god? Possessing extraordinary power and limitless lifespan. How long can I stay with them?"

Outside Lavist, 600 BC.

Today is the day to test the catapult. According to the oracle interpreted by the priest, they need two sacrifices to be fired as ammunition for the catapult.

As a symbol of blessing, the Pharaoh would also bestow upon their families a lifetime of wealth and honor.

All of these catapults had been neutralized by Anda in the same manner as Peturabo, with two final opportunities reserved for testing them.

So that these people wouldn't realize the catapults were broken.

As for who the chosen sacrifices were, they were naturally Anda and Marum.

After all, you can't just watch living people get thrown out.

Adachi was chosen because when Anri was selecting artisans, he saw someone who occupied a spot but never really stood out.

I asked other people for their opinions, and they also felt that I didn't remember him, so he was a useless person.

As for Marum, he naturally could not stand by and watch his emperor be humiliated, so he had no choice but to follow suit and offer a voluntary sacrifice.

It's a real shame that Amway wrote about this craftsman who could hammer nails with his fists and do everything to perfection.

But vicious techniques require such talent!

Don't worry, even if it costs me, I will bring your soul back to this era after you die!

And so, Anda and Marum were stuffed into sacks and placed in the jig of the catapult.

"Awesome! It's such a pity for Aaron, why can't he enjoy these kinds of rides?"

Anda muttered to himself, but his face was full of excitement as he waited to be launched.

Marum lay quietly in the sack; the height posed no threat to him.

Rather than believing it to be a mere amusement ride, he preferred to believe it was part of His Majesty's grand strategy.

Once they are declared dead, they will be able to escape from the camp and launch a surprise attack on the enemy in the next day's battle.

However, listening to His Majesty's ramblings, Marum closed his eyes in despair.

Never mind, His Majesty just wanted to have some fun.

Soon they felt the trebuchet's gears and levers pulling, as well as the direction being adjusted.

"Human Cannon, Level One Ready!"

His Majesty was speaking in words he couldn't understand.

With the anchor removed, he could feel the elasticity of the jig behind him.

"Human Cannon, Level Two Ready!"

His Majesty grew increasingly excited, and even began to tremble.

"The human world is vast—oh wait, no, I'm not ready yet!"

Bang!Bang!

Two loud bangs rang out as two sacks were launched into the air, soaring high into the sky before plummeting to the ground.

After reaching a sufficient distance, Anda broke free of the sack, his clothes were blown away, and he enjoyed the purest freedom between heaven and earth.

"Too much engine oil!"

He spread his arms, with the sky on his back, looking down at the earth.

It's been a long time since I've observed the world from this perspective.

Meanwhile, Marum was still properly wrapped in a sack, lying in a coffin.

Anda glanced at it and thought to himself how boring it was.

If we have the chance in the future, we can capture Guilliman and make him launch the Ultramarines himself.

Let's see who stays calmer.

Good times are always fleeting, just like going to an amusement park, buying a ticket, waiting in line for two hours, and only enjoying it for a few minutes.

Upon landing, Anda's body created a crater in the ground, while Marum's impact was far more dramatic.

After all, this is equivalent to a Space Marine being projected onto the battlefield.

“I will later distort the perceptions of those who observe the crash site, making them fill in the pit under the pretext of preventing the spread of decaying corpses.”

Anda got up from the pit and casually pulled the burlap sack off Marum's body to use as clothing.

“Let’s launch a night raid on the Roman army. At this time, they are most interested in the Mediterranean coast and won’t venture deep into Lavist. If someone launches an attack, it means there’s a problem there too.”

Chapter 101 What Does "My Father Is Dead" Mean? The End and the Beginning of Death (36K)

Marum listened to His Majesty's words and calculated the distance:

"Sir, we need to move the battlefield further away to avoid the incident killing too many people."

Anda shrugged and said to himself:

“I know, I know, Marum, it would be best to lure all the strange things from both sides over. Now that both sides should be under the highest authority, we can wipe them out in one fell swoop!”

Marum, who had been appointed steward during His Majesty's period of madness, then fulfilled his duties, reminding everyone:

"And Aaron, he'll get the news tonight that we're dead. But it seems we didn't inform Aaron beforehand that the plan had turned out this way."

He imagined Aaron waking up to find Pharaoh's servants bringing ample supplies and telling Aaron with concern that his father had given his life for Pharaoh.

He felt that Aaron burst into laughter on the spot, wishing he could drink all the fruit wine to celebrate.

Anda, unhurriedly, lay back down in the pit and waited for the inspectors to arrive. He casually remarked:

"What's the big deal? He knows what we're going to do. He's a grown man, why should we worry about him?"

“Let’s go, those people are here,” Anda said, preparing his psionic distortion. “Let’s go see why Rome is suddenly being so proactive. This isn’t the time for them to fulfill their historical mission.”

After Anda had successfully persuaded the messenger who came to inspect the crash pit, he set off with Marum.

Freed from worldly constraints, Anda hoisted Marum onto his shoulder with one hand and began to run at top speed.

As Astartes' grandfather, he could run much faster at full speed.

However, after a short while, they came across the fully equipped Roman legionary garrison.

They observed from a distance outside the encampment but did not detect any demonic presence.

However, those flags representing the legions had strange symbols on them.

A wolf.

Marum began to take on the role of butler:

“My lord, according to the information I obtained from the wise man Caldera, the Roman legions during the monarchical era were only the prototypes of later legions, but now they have become like the legions of the Roman Empire at its peak.”

"But they still use the original legend of the mother wolf raising twins and the wolf as the symbol of the legion."

Anda interrupted Marum, saying:

"I know, I know, I know more than you do! Those bastards have long forgotten those stories, my perfectly good Rome—"

"Alright, alright, let's not dwell on the past. Marum, go patrol this area. Because of the warp barrier, sometimes you need to get really close to detect certain unique auras."

Marum nodded and set off, feeling that he was doing more and more like Alpha.

But there's no other way. His Majesty only has one Astartes right now, so he can only make the most of the Ultramarines' all-around capabilities and showcase his abilities in every aspect.

Anda found a rock to lean against, frowned, and pondered deeply.

If Horus resides within Pharaoh Horus, then Egypt's initiation of wars out of step with the times to lure him there is understandable.

But what I initially sensed was the unrest in Rome.

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