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Chapter 1003 357. Interlude: Meeting (End)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 1003 357. Interlude: Meeting (End)

Who is coming?

Frankly speaking, at the first moment, they did not recognize who this old man was. His beard and hair were all white, and the weather of old age covered this man's face, but his eyes were still sharp. There was a kind of calmness.

The power appeared in it, making his old age look so ridiculous.

"Leon.?" Leman Russ was almost speechless.

The old lion nodded slowly. He walked into the room, took off his cloak, took it in his hand, and folded it little by little. He looked dusty, and it was obvious that he had come all the way.

"I thought he was just joking that day." Conrad Coates grinned. "I didn't expect that he actually asked you to get up - did you sleep well, Lion?"

"That has nothing to do with you."

Leon El'Jonson glanced at the Lord of the Night, his expression unchanged at all: "You are indeed no longer the wandering soul of the night, but I have not yet recognized you, Konrad Coze."

"Ah, as if I really need it."

"you will."

"Your confident tone makes me sure that you are not an illusion - ha! The living Leon El'Jonson is standing in front of us!"

Konrad Curze stood up exaggeratedly: "Welcome back! The first son of glory, the war commander of the empire! Ah, that's not right!"

He chuckled and turned to the other person, who frowned surprisingly hard: "No, I made a mistake. You are not the Warmaster, Horus is, right, the Warmaster?"

The Wolf God was silent with an ugly look on his face, and the storm seemed to be coming at the next moment. Sanguinius was even ready to persuade him, but Horus did not get angry.

He just let out a sigh of relief: "Perhaps I am not suitable for this position."

Leon El'Jonson's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Whether you want to ridicule him, me, or both of us - you have made a mistake. Curze, I am indeed not a Warmaster. This position may still exist, but it is definitely

It will no longer belong to me."

He closed his eyes, as if he was experiencing labor pain: "Anyway, welcome back, brother. Also, I'm sorry."

"I didn't come all the way back to Terra just to hear these pale words and see your self-pity."

Leon El'Jonson stared at each of them sternly, taking in each person's reaction. Some were happy, some were calm, some turned their heads - but he didn't care about these, he just expressed his feelings.

"Put that style away, Horus Luperkar. The past will no longer cause any trouble today. Throw that fragile sentimentality aside. The craziness you have shown in the past is more crazy than it is now."

I like fragility better. A crazy warrior is much harder to deal with than a frail tin soldier."

".Do you really not care?" Horus asked complicatedly.

Facing his vague words with meaning, the old lion's facial muscles moved, and he seemed to be sneering.

"If I say no, then I would be too hypocritical. The only reason why I choose not to argue with you, and with the traitors gathered at this table, is because there is still an empire waiting to be saved."

"That's all."

"How noble. But I also have a question, Leon Al'Jonson."

Konrad Coates spoke again. Many people looked at him dissatisfied, but he just continued without being affected at all.

"Why don't you kill me?" He stared directly at the old lion and asked slowly, but the intensity was shocking. The words seemed to turn into swords at this moment, making the atmosphere viscous and almost suffocating.

"I've told you once." Leon El'Jonson looked down at him without fear, his face was so calm that he replied almost indifferently.

"Then—what's the harm in saying it again?"

"No."

The old and old lion stared at the pale face and shook his head calmly.

"This makes no sense anymore. I can no longer see the shadow of the person I used to be. You are just a parody. You are hiding something you don't want to reveal. What is it, Konrad Coates? What are you hiding?

thing?"

"How about exchanging?" the Lord of the Night suggested with a sneer. "How about I tell you and you repeat it in front of them?"

"You insist on wanting me to tell you why I didn't kill you back then. Interesting, what do you want to prove?"

"You didn't beat me back then."

At this moment, Konrad Coates showed a strong pride that was completely inconsistent with his character. He gritted his teeth and smiled. "I just want to say this."

"Is that all?" Leon El'Jonson asked again. "You tried so hard to question me, acting like an assassin who appeared in the palace disguised as a clown. But you only wanted to say this.

?”

"Oh, noble Lion King, everyone has his own persistence, doesn't he?"

"I have no time for your insistence - it's not even a question worth discussing, but if speaking up will get you to stop annoying me and allow us to get on with our work, I will."

Leon El'Jonson spoke slowly, but his voice was drowned in a burst of sudden noise and brilliant golden light. The Lord of Humanity appeared at the right time, and behind him stood a man covered in flames.

A giant with gleaming hands.

Fulgrim stood up directly from his chair.

"Everyone is here." The Lord of Humanity said. "Then let the meeting continue - Conrad, sit down. You will have plenty of time to understand each other afterwards. Even if not, the simulation cabin can allow you to temporarily distinguish yourself.

"

"Is this an order?" the Lord of Night asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No, this is a request." The laurel-crowned barbarian replied. "I'm not very good at talking."

He was silent for a moment and repeated: "So, this is a request - take it that way, Conrad."

Konrad Curze sat down slowly, and some people showed incomprehensible expressions. The old Lion King sat next to Leman Russ, and he nodded at the brother who was still in shock.

He nodded and said softly: "Let's talk after the meeting."

The Fenrisians could only nod.

"It's good that you have solved most of the problems, but maybe try not to work so continuously next time. Being immersed in complicated things for a long time can easily lead to deviation from reality."

The barbarian said expressionlessly: "I hope you can all have some rest time. I'm serious. If I find anyone spinning around, I will punish you. Human nature is much more important than other things."

"Then, let's get to the point now - the true identity of the enemy has been clearly investigated by me."

Along with his words, a burst of golden light slowly bloomed.

The brain cells were burned dry and the fingers were numb.

Eighteen thousand is okay, I'll pay off the debt again next Saturday and that's pretty much it. I hope you all enjoy watching it, but I'm going to run away now, I have to get up at six o'clock tomorrow to go to work.

(End of chapter)