Warhammer: Should I also sit on the Golden Throne?

Chapter 120 Let the Enemy Know the Importance of Leg Armor

"Star Torch?"

At the breakfast table, Tita looked at the booklet in her hand with great interest.

This was given to her by a member of the Broken Lighthouse cult when she went to the market to buy groceries this morning.

"He is the fire in the void, the light that will illuminate the stars in the future, a piece of the broken lighthouse, a beacon that will forever guide mankind's voyage, a star torch, the manifestation of the god of the broken lighthouse on earth."

As Tita read the words in the booklet, an image unconsciously surfaced in her mind.

A magnificent lighthouse stands at the center of the galaxy, illuminating the dark void and the turbulent subspace, guiding ships lost within.

"Is the Broken Lighthouse Temple trying to reform?" Lucretius took a sip of hot porridge, reached out to Tita with interest, took the booklet and began to read it, while glancing at Zhou Yun.

He had a vague feeling that this matter was related to Zhou Yun.

"I've heard that gilded starlight statues have been erected in the temple of the Broken Lighthouse, placed beneath the statue of the Broken Lighthouse, demonstrating their exalted status," Lucretius said.

Zhou Yun didn't speak, but a barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes.

For that plan, in order to be able to speak with Simeoneta, he needed to gather faith.

In order to gather faith, he needed to create an image that pointed to himself so that he could be worshipped by believers.

Zhou Yun chose the Star Torch, which would be constructed in the future as a psionic beacon illuminating most of the galaxy, a lighthouse embodying the Emperor's magnificent psionic power.

The reason for choosing Starlight is that Starlight has not yet been built, and the faith in Starlight on Macurag will precisely flow towards Zhou Yun, who will become the future emperor.

Another reason is that most of the faith he needs will come from the Broken Lighthouse Temple, and Imhotep wants him to choose an image that matches the Broken Lighthouse, and Star Torch is obviously the most suitable one.

Zhou Yun felt the faith surging within him.

The effect was quite good... Indeed, the fastest way to gain faith is still through religion.

Only a few days after the image of the broken lighthouse emitting starlight appeared, Zhou Yun had already collected more faith than all the faith in the past except for that of Simeneta, and it was still rising.

"Uncle, what do you think of this?" Tita asked Zhou Yun curiously.

"Um... I don't know much about Broken Lighthouse," Zhou Yun casually brushed it off, then quickly changed the subject, "But how's your graduation exam preparation going?"

After completing their five-year course, students in the Faculty of Arts and Grammar can take a graduation exam administered by the faculty. Upon passing the exam, they will receive a certificate of completion, certifying that they have successfully completed their studies at the Faculty of Arts and Grammar.

With this certificate, students can apply for junior teaching positions in grammar schools, advance to rhetoric schools, or become private tutors or butlers in aristocratic households, making it extremely important.

Tita's final exams are coming up soon.

"I'm memorizing the material. Professor Lucretius compiled a list of past exam questions for me, and I'm working on it too." Tita scratched her hair in a bit of a daze.

The grammar school's graduation exam is very difficult, with a pass rate of only about five percent in previous years. Tita is considered a relatively outstanding student, but the graduation exam still puts a lot of pressure on her.

"Don't be too stressed, we're not short of money." Zhou Yun put down the soup bowl in his hand and said, "The misunderstanding between me and Mr. Connor has been cleared up. It was all the evil Quintus's doing. We can move back to the villa that Marcus gave us."

Without hesitation, Zhou Yun blamed Quintas for what had happened, claiming that the wicked Quintas had sown discord between him and Connor and Robert.

Quintus is bad, but he, Connor, and Robert are all good people.

Now that Quintus is dead and the misunderstanding has been cleared up, Zhou Yun naturally returned to Connor's mansion to start teaching students.

"What's the rush!" Lucretius interrupted before Tita could speak, "Tita is studying; moving back and forth will disrupt her studies!"

Zhou Yun and Tita both turned to look at Lucretius, making Lucretius feel a little awkward.

"Keep this old man company, I'm so lonely all by myself..." Lucretius said, shrinking his neck.

Lucretius had no children, and his wife had died young, so he lived alone for decades.

When Tita and Zhou Yun first moved in, they discovered that Lucretius couldn't even cook. He didn't want to hire servants, so all he ate all day long was rock-hard bread, boiled eggs that were soggy, and all sorts of unappetizing paste.

After Zhou Yun and Tita arrived, thanks to Tita's cooking skills, the old man's standard of living improved dramatically, and he was also able to relieve his loneliness. Naturally, he wanted Zhou Yun and Tita to stay a little longer.

"Let's wait until Tita finishes her graduation exams. She'll need your tutoring anyway," Zhou Yun said to Lucretius with a smile.

"Alright, alright, don't worry. If Tita doesn't pass the exam, I'll offer my head in return," Lucretius said repeatedly.

After breakfast, Tita and Lucretius went to the Grammar School, while Zhou Yun headed to Connor's mansion and went to Robert Guilliman's room.

But unlike usual, this time waiting for him in the room was not only Robert Guilliman, but also Marcus's dwarf son Tiberius.

After consulting with Robert and Connor, Zhou Yun agreed to accept Tiberius as his student.

Upon seeing Zhou Yun enter, Tiberius immediately jumped off his chair and bowed to Zhou Yun.

"Thank you, teacher."

"No, there's no need to thank me." Zhou Yun shook his head. "Thank Robert instead. He believes in your talent and deserves the opportunity to showcase it."

Upon hearing this, Tiberius paused for a moment, then looked at Robert with some surprise.

"Good brother, I really want to say that I am willing to give anything to repay your kindness."

"But when I think about it carefully, I have something you don't. Maybe the only thing I can do is punch the enemy's shin, while you can only punch their heads."

Tiberius bowed deeply to Robert. "Oh, and there's one more thing I can give you, but you can't."

Robert was taken aback by this; he hadn't really expected Tiberius to be referring to.

"I can perform the circus of dwarfs, while you can only play the giant." Tiberius had barely finished speaking when he suddenly flipped forward, somersaulted in mid-air, and landed upside down on the table in front of Robert Guilliman.

"...?" For the first time, Zhou Yun saw confusion, bewilderment, and astonishment on Robert Guilliman's face. He hadn't expected Tiberius to suddenly pull this stunt. Then Robert Guilliman couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"The servants in this manor told me you're a cold person." Tiberius saw Robert smile slightly and grinned back, flipping off the table. "But you have a much better sense of humor than my father."

"I learned this dwarf circus trick and performed it for my father. He beat me up and told me not to embarrass him, you good-for-nothing."

"But you see, I do have talent, at least the talent to be a circus dwarf," Tiberius chuckled.

"I believe you have talent elsewhere as well," Robert Guilliman said, shaking his head.

"Oh! I wish I had a talent for what the teacher teaches." Tiberius said, a little embarrassed by Robert's words, and then looked at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun was also somewhat conflicted.

Logically, he could have simply sent Tiberius out as Robert had suggested, without actually teaching him.

But Zhou Yun could sense that Tiberius was trying hard to please Zhou Yun and Robert. He longed to stay and wanted to learn from Zhou Yun.

"What do you want to learn from me?" Zhou Yun asked.

"Witchcraft," Tiberius replied almost without hesitation.

"That's called psionic energy," Zhou Yun corrected. "Why do you want to learn that?"

"Ah! Teacher, do you know? Many people like to call me a dwarf—these people really have no knowledge at all; they can't even tell the difference between a dwarf and a short dwarf."

"Even dwarves can take up axes and hammers, wear armor, and go to the battlefield to let the enemy know the importance of leg armor."

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"But what can dwarfs do? It seems like they can only perform in the circus, and even in fairy tales, they can only be responsible for making people laugh."

"Actually, there are also stories about dwarfs escorting the One Ring to save the world..." Zhou Yun said after thinking for a moment.

"Teacher, that's a hobbit, not a dwarf," Tiberius said with a sigh.

"So you see, dwarves can be warriors, hobbits can be thieves, but what about gnomes?"

"I'm too weak to be a warrior, and my reflexes aren't fast enough to be a thief."

"To be a general... I can't even ride a horse, and as a politician... I'm not authoritative enough."

"But the Wizard"

"A psionicist," Zhou Yun corrected again.

"But psionicists are different. A dwarf can become a psionicist, and there might even be a spell that could make me two meters tall." Tiberius chuckled, waiting for Zhou Yun's reply.

Indeed, it is possible; an excellent bio-chemical psychic can easily reshape their own body.

but..

"Becoming a psionicist also requires talent, and reshaping one's body requires extremely high skill."

Zhou Yun placed his hand on Tiberius.

Tiberius's eyes were filled with anticipation and nervousness.

...There really is.

Zhou Yun nodded; Tiberius did indeed possess some psychic talent.

"But it's not particularly outstanding. Excluding those that are too bizarre, positive psionic energy can be divided into a total of 16 levels."

"Levels 2 to 7 are called weak psionicists, and your talent limit is around level 6."

"If your goal in learning is to reshape your body, you may never achieve it in your entire life."

"And what about Robert?" Tiberius asked, looking at Robert.

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...The standard sixteen levels cannot define its upper limit.

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"Oh." Tippi nodded slightly.

It does sound incredibly disheartening... Zhou Yun really wanted to tell Tiberius not to try to compare himself to a Primarch.

"Do you still want to learn?" Zhou Yun asked again.

"study!"