Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Juno let out a low whimper of understanding, and her thick dragon tail swept an arc across the ground.

With a deafening dragon roar, she suddenly spread her membrane wings that covered the sky and took off into the air under Wop's gaze. Her dark red figure quickly merged into the crimson sky of Nocturne.

"Ask whatever you want to ask." Wop saw the confusion on Gangfu's face.

Gangfu lowered his voice and said, "Wop, with all due respect, how did you tame the Fire Dragon Lord?"

Wop: "I love my son, she loves my son, and we are on the same side."

Gangfu's eyes moved back and forth between the dark-skinned Wokan and the comparatively very fair Wopu. Is this your biological child?

Gangfu: "You came to Hesiod just to find him?"

"Yes."

"So when are you planning to leave?"

"It will take at least one-fifth of a Nocturne year until he unifies Nocturne."

Gangfu nodded awkwardly. He actually had a lot of questions, such as who was Wop, where did he come from, and what was going on with his son.

But Gangfu didn't dare ask too much, for fear of angering Wop.

As long as it is confirmed that Wop will not leave for the time being, it will be beneficial to Hesiod.

As for unifying Nocturne, it sounds incredible.

But judging by the power Wop has shown, he definitely has the ability.

Even if his son is just a mortal, with his help, he will be able to unify Nocturne sooner or later.

Moreover, Wop's son fell from the sky, so how could he be a mortal?

When he grows up, he will probably be a wop again.

The old blacksmith, Ember, also arrived. When he saw Wop, his voice trembled slightly with awe: "Lord Wop, you are looking for me?"

Wop: "No need to use honorifics, Ember, I want you to teach this kid how to forge iron."

Ember looked at the dark baby in Wop's arms, and Vukan was also looking at him with scarlet eyes.

Ember: "Yes, it is possible, but won't he be too young?"

"So we have to wait until he grows up."

"how long?"

"One standard year."

Ember: "Then I'll wait for him for a year."

Wop: "No need, you can work normally. When he grows up, I will let him come to you."

Nocturne has two calendars, one is the standard calendar, which is the same as the Terra calendar.

The other is the Nocturne year, which is based on the time of the Trial, with fifteen standard Terran years being one year.

This is similar to Colchis.

The days and nights in Colchis were so long that they were divided into seven smaller days, each lasting a full Terran week.

Primarchs grew extremely rapidly, and a standard Terran year was enough for a Vorkan to become taller than most mortals.

It was not a whim of Wopu to let Ember teach Walkan how to blacksmith.

Wop has always adhered to the educational philosophy of respecting the individuality of the original students and also encouraged them to develop their personal interests and hobbies.

These interests and hobbies, like their personalities, were inherited from Neos.

And Walkan's greatest wish in life was to be a blacksmith.

Although Vulkan possessed the largest body and the most amazing strength among the Primarchs, his combat skills were only average among all his brothers.

In Wop's mind.

If we ignore factors such as demon ascension and the awakening of the warp essence, Sanguinius is undoubtedly T0.

Horus, Llane, Fulgrim, and Jaghatai Khan are T1. Magnus's psychic power is too buggy to be included in the ranking.

Coze relies on prophecy, Corax relies on first kill, and Ferrus relies on small backpack to be ranked in T1.

The rest of the original bodies can only be considered T1.5.

T2 only has Guilliman, Lorgar and the Alpha Twins.

Although the Primarchs argued endlessly about who was stronger and who was weaker, Sanguinius's T0 and Lorgar's last place were well deserved.

Vulkan is the gatekeeper of T1.5, and can only win against several T2 primarchs who are not good at fighting.

But if you take into account his equally buggy immortal physique, he can achieve the same special achievement as Captain America: 50-50.

He can make countless mistakes, while his brother can only make one.

As long as he fights with his life, he will win one day.

If you count the various artifacts created by Volkan, such as the Amulet of Seven Hammers, he can drag anyone to his grave, even the Four Gods of Chaos will suffer heavy losses.

However, it is true that Vulkan is not good at fighting and he has never considered himself a warrior.

He is a blacksmith and he loves his job.

He joined the Empire out of his love for humanity and his duty, and took over the 18th Legion in order to protect more people.

He almost never practiced martial arts, relying solely on brute force to fight his brothers.

If he is willing to practice martial arts like his brothers, he can be ranked in T1 even without relying on external forces.

But Walkan's humanity wouldn't allow it.

He always thought of himself as a blacksmith. Why would a blacksmith need such good martial arts skills?

This humanity is Walkan's most precious quality, but it is also his fatal flaw.

If this human nature were exploited, Vulkan would probably become the most corruptible Primarch.

Everything has its limits, and good things turn into evil.

No matter how good a quality is, it will become bad once it becomes extreme.

However, Wop's educational policy has not changed from beginning to end, it is a compromise.

"Let me tell you a story." Wop gently lifted Vukan up. "A story about Vukan."

"In ancient Roman mythology, Vulcan is the god of fire and craftsmen, one of the twelve main gods. He was the ugliest god and was lame, yet he married the most beautiful goddess, Venus."

"But his soul and intellect are exceptional, and he is born with the ability to control fire, allowing him to easily forge a wide variety of weapons of immense power."

"He built the temples of the gods on Mount Olympus, and almost all of the gods' artifacts were made by him, such as Apollo's sun chariot, Cupid's golden arrows, and Jupiter's shield."

"Although he is not as outstanding in combat as the other major gods, he plays a vital role in the Roman pantheon."

"It can be said that it was Vulcan who distributed the powers of the gods and established their ruling structure. The divine artifacts he forged represented the power and duties of the gods. Therefore, in the West, Vulcan is regarded as a symbol of power."

Wop stared at Hei Hai. "You are also Wokhan. You also possess extraordinary talents. But whether you will become a blacksmith or a god of power depends on your choice."

"Baba..." Wokan's eyes sparkled. "What choice does Ni want Wo to make?"

Wokan's learning talent is as amazing as his brother's. Not long ago, he could only make unclear "Aba Aba", but now he can make clear and accurate syllables.

That childish yet fluent voice is enough to make other mortals drop their jaws.

But Wop was not surprised. If he couldn't learn it, Wop would be worried about him.

Wop: "I want you to choose."

"I will not make choices for your brother, nor will I make choices for you. Whatever path you take, you must choose it yourself."

"But I will spread out the road before you and tell you the pros and cons of each path."

"Dad, why?" Little Wokan asked, seemingly understanding.

Wop joked, "Because I'm afraid you'll hold a grudge against me."

Vukan's face was serious as he promised, "I won't!"

Wop smiled and said, "The right to choose the path in life is crucial."

“When someone else makes choices for you, even if your future looks promising, once you encounter setbacks, people will inevitably blame the decision-maker.”

"However, if it's a choice you make yourself, even if the road ahead is fraught with obstacles, people are often willing to bear the consequences and even stubbornly persevere to the end."

"This is also human nature. People prefer to take responsibility for their own choices rather than passively accepting arrangements made by others."

Of course, there are many people who regret their actions only after hitting a wall, but being stubborn is also human nature.

……

"boom--!"

Juno's huge body fell like a meteorite, her thick dragon claws tightly gripped the fire dragon's back, and her sharp claws easily pierced through the scales and embedded deeply into the flesh.

The pinned fire dragon let out a shrill roar and twisted its body wildly, but it was just a futile struggle of a trapped beast.

"Crack!"

Juno's bloody mouth full of fangs accurately bit the prey's cervical vertebrae, and hot blood splattered on her ferocious dragon head.

There is no cannibalism in the eyes of wild beasts, only prey and hunter.

Juno never considered these reptiles as her own kind, she was a dragon!

Juno grabbed the remains of her prey with her dragon claws and flew towards Hesiod with a deafening flapping of wings.

Juno was already full, and now she was catching this fire dragon to feed the child and his father.

Chapter 168 Salamander (5K)

"Welcome, brother."

Sanguinius opened his arms and welcomed his brother from afar with a heartfelt embrace. "I am truly grateful that you have answered our call."

Luo Jia chuckled when he heard this, "I am here because we are brothers and have the same father."

"Maybe two."

Lorgar remained noncommittal. He looked around and asked softly, "Where is my other brother?"

Sanguinius: "Please excuse my brother's absence; he is currently undergoing genetic material extraction by the apothecary."

The reconstruction of the Emperor's Children requires a large amount of gene seeds. These precious gene seeds cannot be produced out of thin air, but can only be cultivated by continuously drawing blood from the Primarch and extracting genetic material.

Even as a blood brother, Sanguinius could not replace Fulgrim and relieve his burden.

The Third Legion and the Ninth Legion can be as close as one family, but the Third Legion still has to use Fulgrim's gene-seed.

Sanguinius bowed gracefully, his voice as gentle as the morning breeze: "Welcome, Sister Medea."

"Thank you."

Medea covered her lips with her sleeve, her eyes seemingly passing over Lorca inadvertently.

Look at others, then look at you, you are definitely the worst Primarch I have ever seen!

Medea is not a human, but she is more confident than anyone else.

In the golden age, Ironmen will also have distinct professional differentiations based on the different thinking matrices they carry. This specialized design enables each Ironman to perform at the highest level in a specific field.

Medea is a unique being.

As a universal angel of the α sequence, she carries the mission of reviving human civilization.

The word "versatile" reveals her extraordinary talent. She is the most perfect masterpiece of the Golden Age of Colchis!

However, Luo Jia did not know how to cherish her at all.

Wop did warn Lorgar to be wary of the Iron Man, but he certainly didn't tell him to be on guard against him like a thief.

But she wouldn't steal anything, so Lorgar's defense made no sense.

If Lorgar was willing to beg her, she could also be Lorgar's mother, but Lorgar would rather beg the mothers of other primarchs.

Medea understood that this was because she was not human.

But precisely because she is not human and does not have a reproductive module, she will not, like other people, accidentally create younger brothers and sisters to compete for the original body's favor!

The two Primarchs and one Iron Man took their respective honor guards in a huge elevator directly to the core area of ​​the shelter.