Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Chapter 958 313. Travels of Macragge (2, 3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 958 313. Travels of Macragge (2, 3k)

"travel?"

Sanguinius looked at Konrad Curze and Robert Guilliman in confusion.

He can't understand.

Except for the occasional simulation together, these two people, who were completely incompatible with each other, now stood together and told him that they wanted to go to Macragge together as a tourist. Conrad Coze was

tourists, while Robert Guilliman is the tour guide.

Do I look easy to deceive? Sanguinius thought silently.

The archangel repeated his question again: "Travel? Robert, are you serious? I mean, if Conrad threatens you in some way, you can just say it directly, and I will ask Vol

I would like to teach him a lesson."

Curze blinked and straightened his back unconsciously. The full embrace of the Fire Dragon Lord once again emerged from the corner of his memory, and the Lord of the Night shook his head coldly.

After dispelling the suffocating feeling that completely enveloped people, he said in a pleasant tone: "Don't think of me too badly, Sanguinius. Sometimes, I want to live like a normal person, or should I stop you?"

I pursue normal behavior, and deprive me of this right?"

Sanguinius made no comment on his words. In fact, he just kept staring at Guilliman.

"Okay." Robert Guilliman sighed. "I wanted to go myself - and asked Curze to go with me. Is that enough?"

"I guess that's enough." Konrad Curze smiled slightly and bowed. "Yes, Sanguinius, as Robert Guilliman, the most outstanding among us, said, he just wants to take me

Just go and take a look at his lifetime achievements. What do you think?"

"I feel very suspicious, and it's at this time."

Sanguinius' brows frowned more and more, and he flapped his wings slightly so that he could float off the ground. Then, he raised the carving hammer in his hand, and held the spike in the other hand, and began to carve a huge

, started hammering on the stone that didn’t even have a prototype. He was very focused, but at the same time he could continue the conversation with his brothers.

As the archangel flew up, Guilliman had to look up at him, while Curze was much more relaxed. He didn't mean it at all - the etiquette related to dialogue was completely useless to him.

"You were so worried about the research direction this morning that you even had a rare quarrel with Russ during the morning meeting. If Horus hadn't sent a remote communication at that time, I'm sure you would have continued the quarrel. Next time

Remember not to do this, Robert, arguing with Ruth is actually a reward for him."

The angel was talking nonchalantly, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. He squinted his eyes to observe the shape of the stone, so as to decide which direction to carve next. At the same time, he continued his topic and showed

Completely dual-tasking.

"So I have every reason to think that you intend to take Conrad to carry out some ulterior plan...or secret."

Sanguinius walked around the back of the stone, and Guilliman had to walk around the stone in order to continue talking to him. However, it was much more difficult for him than Sanguinius, who could fly.

He had to carefully lift his legs to avoid the carving tools, as well as the drawing boards and paint buckets placed in the middle of the road. When he finally got around to the back, Sanguinius turned around again.

go back.

"Are you serious?!" Guilliman shouted, waving his arms.

Sanguinius smiled and poked his head out from behind the stone, winking at him: "Yes, I am serious, Robert. Besides, you have learned from previous experience in this regard. Do you need me to remind you about the second -

—”

"--OK OK!"

Guilliman turned around angrily, but almost kicked a paint bucket that was not in his path. With a sullen face, he turned to look at Konrad Curze who was observing the wall in the corner, and the sound of gnashing his teeth might be

Even people outside the room can hear it.

He was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then you will join us, Sanguinius."

".Um?!"

The archangel fell to the ground in surprise and stepped on the dirty, paint-covered floor with his bare feet. He did not allow his heirs and the center to clean this place. He felt that the dirty studio was also part of art.

"You" Sanguinius' voice was trembling at this moment. "You don't really want to do it again, do you, Robert?"

".Where did you think you were?!"

If Robert Guilliman's anger value was ten seconds ago, then it is probably as high as one hundred now. He even blushed: "I repeat, I was entirely for the survival of the empire and humanity.

I just did that for the sake of thinking! Secondly, even if I was really crazy and wanted to start a Third Reich all over again, why would I want to find him?!"

He raised his hand and shook his finger, and Conrad Coates, who was standing in the corner, turned his head with an innocent face.

"It's hard to say." Sanguinius calmed down at this moment. "After all, not everyone can make the decision to lead a gang-hopping fight with Fulgrim on his ship in a completely sober state.

"

"Really? Really?!" Guilliman yelled angrily. "Again? Again the same thing? You have said this over and over again a dozen times!"

"But it still sounds funny."

Curze stood leisurely in the corner and added, even with a smile on his face. His words ended everything. Guilliman could not say a word, but lowered his head deeply.

Sanguinius sighed, then stepped forward and put his arm on his shoulder, as a sort of apology. He comforted softly: "Okay, Robert, I'll be there, okay?"

"Really?"

"Really." Sanguinius nodded.

However, when Robert Guilliman raised his head half a second later, he looked at that calm face and suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

"you?!"

"Yes, brother." Robert Guilliman nodded slowly and smiled contentedly. "Otherwise, why would I come to you to talk about this?"

This time it was Sanguinius' turn and he was speechless.

——

Captain's cabin.

He Shenyan, who was holding a book and reading, stopped his behavior without warning. He put the book down and stood up slowly. Seeing this, Likto immediately asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Do you want to ask this too, Lictor?"

"I didn't add another word to show my full respect for you."

He Shenyan couldn't help but laugh. Generally speaking, the tone of the Imperial Guards' speech was smooth. It's no wonder that some Astartes called them cold-blooded machines lacking in humanity. But Likto's tone at the moment sounded full of emotion.

Subtle complaints.

"Okay." He Shenyan sat back on the chair with a smile that he didn't realize he had. "I have to go greet him."

His frank answer silenced the Imperial Guard, who held it in for several minutes before uttering a single sentence, even a single syllable: "Huh?"

"You what?"

"Can this kind of thing really be put on the table, sir?" the imperial guard asked in a complex tone. "What you just said is tantamount to thinking that I admit that you really have a serious mental illness."

"What's wrong? Are you discriminating against mentally ill people? There's nothing to be ashamed of admitting it - to put it more bluntly, if I wasn't sick, would I be sitting here?"

He Shenyan spread his hands: "Now, if you don't mind, I have to pick him up."

He originally wanted to say something, but at this moment he suddenly fell silent. Lictor immediately frowned. Based on his understanding of this person, he felt that nothing good would probably happen next.

"Center, mobilize the Frostwolf and Unforgiven, let them enter the central division of Ultramar, communicate directly with Marius Calgar, and let them bring the Legion of Repentance and the two regiments of Cadian in it

Station on the track on the ship. At the same time, the alert status of the Revenge will be adjusted to level three."

"Pass my order to have the Iron Serpents and Nova Warriors support the forging world of Konnor in the northern division. Let Dorn come to the captain's room. No, no, I will go find him myself later. By the way, give Robert

A message from Guilliman, telling him to listen to Konrad Curze."

As he spoke, he frowned more and more. The hard-earned moment of relaxation disappeared without a trace, leaving only the purest worry. Lictor had to ask aloud.

"My lord?" the Imperial Guard asked in surprise. "What do you mean? Are the five hundred worlds of Ultramar going to be attacked?"

"No, Lictor."

He Shenyan told him with a gloomy face: "They are already being attacked. Where you can't see them, those monsters hiding in the darkness are no longer concealed."

"But -" Lictor said worriedly. "At this time?"

"no need to worry."

He Shenyan blinked at him, as if the heaviness just now was completely gone. He smiled slightly: "I'm here."

As the words fell, he turned into light and disappeared. The weight in the Forbidden Army's heart did not lighten at all. He sighed deeply and began to speak to his master.

+I failed to stop him, Your Majesty.+

+This is not your problem. Who can stop someone as stubborn as him?+

An echo came from the void, and the center tacitly erased any existence of this conversation. Lictor sighed and took off his helmet, turned him over, and stared at the eyepiece on it.

+How long will this continue, Your Majesty? He has already sacrificed enough.+

+I can't give you an exact time, Lictor. I can't make any guarantees, but I can tell you one thing. This time, they can never achieve their goals.+

In the subspace, the flames of the star torch began to vibrate violently.

There is another chapter, from yesterday.

(End of chapter)