Warhammer: Should I also sit on the Golden Throne?

Chapter 125 Robert Guilliman's Fury

Teacher, I've noticed that Jia Lan has been corrupted.

Hearing the words in his mind, Zhou Yun sighed softly.

He only heard the conversation between Jalan, Connor, and Robert through thought links, and sensed from Jalan's words that Jalan might have been corrupted.

Since Robert is certain that Jalan has indeed been corrupted, then Robert is probably right.

To Zhou Yun's surprise, Robert suddenly displayed an irrational stubbornness.

He actually told Zhou Yun that he wanted to make one last attempt to win Jia Lan back.

Zhou Yun could only manage a wry smile.

To salvage the situation... Robert and he had already learned from the high priests that Jalan, like Connor, was blessed by the god of war.

Unless Jalan willingly falls into depravity, Slaanesh's corruption will never affect him.

Of course, Jia Lan might also have been deceived.

But so what?

Horus was initially deceived as well, but as soon as a flaw was revealed or a crack was opened, corruption began to flourish.

It grows, spreads, and fills the entire soul.

Zhou Yun gently raised her head and looked out the window.

Jarran is leaving Connor's mansion, and Robert is seeing him off.

"Uncle Jia Lan."

Robert whispered to Jaran beside him, "Tell me, which is more valuable: virtue or loyalty, indulgence or pleasure?"

Upon hearing Robert's question, Jalan paused for a moment and looked at the blond boy beside him.

"Naturally, it is virtue and loyalty," Jalan replied.

"Why would anyone abandon virtue and loyalty for indulgence and pleasure?"

Hearing Robert's words, Jalan stopped in his tracks, his eyes lowering slightly.

"Perhaps it's not because of indulgence and pleasure."

"My child, there is no eternal virtue or eternal loyalty in this world; everything is in flux."

"Even the most virtuous person can be corrupted by power and become a pathetic dictator."

Even the most loyal person can betray their friends and become a shameful traitor.

"It's not because of any indulgence or pleasure... it's simply because things have changed, that's all."

Jalan shook his head, and Robert saw a fleeting pain on his face.

Robert's eyes first showed confusion, then bewilderment, and finally disbelief.

"Perhaps nothing has changed, perhaps it's just a misunderstanding, perhaps... perhaps virtue and loyalty are eternal?"

Jialan just shook his head. "No, no, no, Robert, you don't understand. You're still young. Nothing in this world is permanent."

"You know, your father and I were classmates. Back then, he was a high-ranking nobleman, and I was a down-on-his-luck minor nobleman, but we formed a friendship based on virtue and swore to be loyal to each other."

"But what you don't know is that there were five people who swore to be loyal to each other. The five of us entered politics together, but in the end, three of us betrayed us, leaving only the two of us."

Everything changes, everything changes...

"But aren't your and your father's virtues unchanging? Isn't your mutual loyalty to each other eternal?"

Robert raised his voice slightly, "I can't imagine my father betraying you, and I can't imagine you betraying my father."

Jia Lan suddenly distanced herself from Robert, looking at him with surprise and... a little fear.

"Why are you suddenly asking this kind of question?" Jia Lan frowned, her face full of tension.

Seeing Jia Lan's expression, Robert's expression returned to calm and indifferent, with a perfectly measured smile on his lips.

"No, it's just that I've been reading some stories about betrayal lately, and I'm a little confused." Robert gave a cute smile.

Jia Lan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Look at you, suddenly talking about betrayal. I was so scared that I thought... you and your son were going to fire me."

"Alright, alright, Uncle, I still have some work to do, I'll be going now." With that, Jia Lan left Connor's mansion without looking back.

Robert didn't stop him; he simply bowed politely to Jalan in farewell, a perfectly timed, charming smile on his lips.

Until he turned his head and his gaze met Zhou Yun's, who was watching the scene from inside the room.

Teacher, he actually thinks my father will betray him, he actually thinks my father and I will kill him.

For this unfounded suspicion, he abandoned virtue, loyalty to his father, and friendship, and instead wanted to kill his father.

There was no sadness in Robert's eyes, only a burning, intense yet chilling rage that seemed to engulf the entire world.

My father once told me that when you get to know someone, hear their dreams, laugh with them, and talk about their loved ones, they become a part of your life, something you can't bear to part with, something you can't accept when they die.

But today, I've come to understand something even harder to accept: a former friend has betrayed our shared dreams, no longer laughs with me, no longer loves the same people. He was still a part of my life then, but today he hates me.

+Gods...no, demons, I hate them, I swear to wipe them all out...+

Looking at Robert outside the window, Zhou Yun suddenly realized that the gods' greatest failure in Macragge was actually showing their fangs too early, allowing Robert and Guilliman to see their ugliness, to know just how filthy they were, and to instill in Robert hatred towards them.

This was Zhou Yun's most valuable gain since arriving in Macurag.

"value."

A cold wind blew through the Nuseria mountains, and the chill made Zhou Yun raise his head slightly to look at the not-so-tall man who was speaking.

He is the ruler of Dicia, the chief high-ranking rider of Nuseria, and Lord Supera.

"Everyone has value in this world, and your value is obviously one of the higher ones."

"So I was surprised when I found the letter I was supposed to receive from the freeman and learned that you actually dared to invite me to meet in person."

Supera chuckled. "Do you think if I killed you, the gladiators' rebellion would simply vanish?"

"Didn't you only bring Lasita with you? I still have Angron, but what about you? If you die, you'll have nothing left." The man in the wheelchair, bearing burns, said to Supra with a smile.

Supra was accompanied by Lasita, a female general who was even taller than Supra, who was listening warily to the burned man in the wheelchair.

After defeating Anet's punitive force, Zhou Yun sent a letter to Desia, inviting Supra to meet him in the mountains between Desia and Desia.

Supra agreed.

"Don't be sarcastic. I want to be alone too, but Lasita doesn't trust me." Supra said, looking at Lasita.

Zhou Yun noticed that Lasita's severed arm had fully recovered, and guessed that Supra had used a panacea on Lasita.

"Protecting you is my mission," Lasita said matter-of-factly.

"What? Look at our friend Zhou Yun, does he think he can kill me in this state?" Supra looked at the man in the wheelchair and just laughed.

"We can give it a try." The burned man in the wheelchair just smiled, as if that expression was welded to his face.

"That won't do. I'm still waiting for you to cause a ruckus in the Coastal Union." Supra shook his head. "Your progress is really frustrating. When are you going to take Anite down with you too?"

For Supera, Zhou Yun and Anglong's disturbance in the Coastal Alliance was actually to his advantage.

The Coastal Alliance has been trying to break away from the political system led by Sopra and Descia City, and the invasion of the Coastal Alliance by Angron and Zhou Yun weakens Sopra's enemies.

When the Coastal Alliance is unable to resolve the troubles of Angron and Zhou Yun and has to seek help from Supra, Supra will be able to take the opportunity to re-establish control over the city-states of the Coastal Alliance.

Therefore, at this moment, Supera and Zhou Yun not only have no conflict of interest, but also share a common goal: to make the gladiators grow stronger in the Coastal Alliance's territory.

"We need your help," said the burned man in the wheelchair.

"That won't do." Supra shook his head. "I can refrain from pursuing you, and I can let you attack the Coast Guard."

"An alliance, but directly aiding you... that's another matter. I can't really stand against the high-ranking riders."

"I don't want direct support, on the contrary." The burned man in the wheelchair stiffly raised his arm, pointing a finger at his head. "I want you to put a bounty on my head in the city of Anite."

"Oh? Interesting." Supra looked at the burned man in the wheelchair for a while and vaguely understood what Zhou Yun wanted to do.

"Raise the price a bit," the burned man in the wheelchair added.

"Can."

Supra laughed heartily and stated the price he was willing to offer.

"Isn't your head worth enough to warrant a bounty on your head?"

The burned man looked on with dismay.

Supera's asking price was indeed too generous.

"Aren't you afraid I'll really lose my head?" he asked.

"No, friend, do you remember what I just said?"

Supra twitched his fingers slightly, as if he were somewhat eager to grasp the weapon.

"Everyone has value; each person's skull has a price tag with the God of War, and only qualified warriors can take it."

A qualified skull.

"Those lowly guys from the Coastal Alliance, who aren't even worthy of being called warriors, could never kill your valuable head."

"I have a feeling, a destiny, that one day I will cut your head off."

After saying this, Supra laughed heartily and left the mountains with Lasita, leaving the burned man in the wheelchair alone there.

Anglong pushed Zhou Yun out from not far away, and Zhou Yun glanced at the burned man in the wheelchair.

The man was originally a free citizen of Deshia City. He wanted to escape Deshia City with all the wealth he had stolen from the mansion of a high-ranking rider. However, according to the regulations announced by Angron, free citizens leaving could only take one-tenth of the stolen wealth. So he was sentenced to death and paid the price for his greed. Zhou Yun then took him to reuse him.

Zhou Yun used biochemical spiritual energy to adjust his facial cells, shaping his face to resemble his own. Then, he used telepathic spiritual energy to brainwash him, allowing him to treat him as a puppet and control him from a distance.

"Supra, I will take his head off," Angron said in a low voice behind Zhou Yun.

It was clearly Supra's words about cutting off Zhou Yun's head that had enraged him.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later," Zhou Yun said with a smile. "Now, we should prepare to take over Anite City."

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