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

"We are brothers."

"This is a life-saving grace!"

Ferrus's stubbornness made Volkan helpless, but wasn't he just as stubborn?

His father had told him more than once that the Primarchs were all very stubborn people, and they all had their own justice to uphold.

An idea suddenly struck Vukan. "If you wish to repay this favor, I do have a favor to ask."

……

"dad."

Ferrus stared at Wop without showing any embarrassment.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

What it means is that once you call him mentor on the first day, you have decided that he will be your father for life.

There was no way to repay the life-saving favor, even if Volkan asked Ferrus to go to the warp and down to Comoros, he would not refuse.

What does it matter if you just call me dad?

Moreover, Ferus asked himself, didn't he want his own parents?

"Mother."

Juno was very happy and nuzzled Ferrus with a dragon kiss. She had two children!

But despite shouting, Ferrus still had some questions to ask.

"Father."

Ferrus stared at Wop and slowly raised his cold metal arms. "When you gave me the name Ferrus Malus, did you know this would happen?"

Wop: "I can see part of your future, such as these iron hands; but not all of it. For example, I didn't expect you to come to Nocturne."

"Is there a risk that the behemoth will come back to life?"

"No, you can use these arms without worry."

“Will the future become reality?”

“The future may become reality, but there are many futures.”

Ferrus: "I understand. Thank you for your teachings, father."

Ferrus called his father very skillfully, without any hesitation.

Even though he did not have a deep emotional bond with his parents, he had already established a deep friendship with his brother, and they were friends for life and death.

Volkan's brother Ferrus believed that Volkan's father was his father and Volkan's mother was his mother!

Anyway, all of his brothers call Wop father, so one more won’t make much difference.

……

The front of the portal was littered with the corpses of hundreds of Dark Eldar, including the three Dark Eldar who had escaped from Vulkan and Ferrus.

It seems that Vulkan accidentally killed their Archon, which directly led to the collapse of Dark Eldar morale.

They rushed madly towards the portal, trying to escape back to Comoros, and brought a large number of human captives with them.

He's quite a nice person!

Good people will be rewarded, and Wop was very considerate and sent them to meet their god.

Ferrus remembered every one of them, Dark Eldar and mortal alike.

Not only in the specific number of people, but also in the subtle differences in armor and body shape.

He could calculate how many were still absent.

"Twenty-eight mortals and twelve aliens."

Most of these people are dead, as the death volcano is inherently dangerous.

If those mortals had panicked and accidentally entered the fire dragon's lair, they would probably have been killed.

Even the Dark Eldar would suffer losses when facing the siege of a group of fire dragons.

But Vukan still insisted on searching the dead volcano, determined to find the person alive or the body dead.

If Wop supports Wolkan, Ferrus won't object, but he still asks, "Brother, why are you so persistent?"

Vukan knelt on one knee in front of a bloody corpse, and gently closed the dead man's eyes, which were frozen in fear.

"I don't know, man."

This answer was beyond Ferrus's expectations.

"Perhaps this mortal was once a good mother, and perhaps she was still thinking about her child before she died."

Ferrus calmly turned sideways, using his body to shield the fire dragon's corpse in the corner.

Through the gaps between the beast's ferocious fangs, you can see half of a child's pale calf.

The tender meat of children is far more popular with wild animals than that of adults.

It was Ferrus who ordered these mortals to flee separately, and he was responsible for their deaths.

But in the desperate situation at that time, the survival rate of breaking out in a scattered manner was the highest, otherwise they would not be able to survive until their father and Wokan arrived.

His decision was the best solution under the circumstances at the time, so he has no regrets and no guilt about it.

In Ferrus's opinion, Vulkan had nothing to feel guilty about.

They did not kill these people. The atrocities of the Dark Eldar and the harsh volcanic environment were the real murderers. The deaths of mortals were just misfortunes under cruel fate.

But Walkan's thinking logic is completely different from his. He would be paranoid and think that if he had come earlier, perhaps these people would not have to die.

This idea is very dangerous!

Ferrus' voice was unusually low. "Brother, we could have saved more people, but we don't need to repent for those lives we failed to save!"

"Stop this pointless self-blame. You can't blame yourself for other people's suffering!"

"I'm not repenting, brother." Vulkan slowly straightened up. "Before I came to Mount Death, I faced a painful decision: to protect the innocent people of Hesiod, or to rescue my mother."

"I chose the latter, and I don't regret it, but I'm ashamed of it."

"These mortals were not on my list of those to be saved, but since I still have the power to do so, I should save them."

"But I couldn't save them, and I feel sad about that, but that's not repentance."

"Because I came here only to save my mother."

Ferrus stared at Volkan and suddenly realized that his judgment of his brother was still biased. Volkan's kindness was not weakness.

He acknowledges the inevitability of death but refuses to take the sacrifices of mortals lightly, so he mourns them.

Ferrus followed his brother, "Volkan, why are you ashamed?"

Vukan paused and clenched his fists. "I'm ashamed of myself for hesitating when it came to saving my mother!"

One life and tens of thousands of lives, it seems like a simple choice.

But that life was his mother!

If he gave up his mother to protect Hesiod, even Vulcan would be extremely disappointed in himself!

If he can even give up this family affection, then aren't all the lives in the world just cold numbers in his eyes?

Others treated cold numbers as consumables, but he only regarded the larger string of cold numbers as "justice".

So what on earth is he saving?

His mother was not human, but she raised him.

Even in his father's prophecy that his mother would kill him due to misunderstanding, that was only a prophecy that never happened.

This one life is far more precious than tens of thousands of lives. Any hesitation is a betrayal of this kindness!

If you give birth to a child but don’t raise him/her, you can return a broken finger; if you give birth to a child and raise him/her, you can return a broken head; but if you raise him/her before giving birth, it will be difficult to return him/her in a hundred lifetimes.

He didn't owe his biological mother anything. When she chose to abandon them, she had already given up this bond with her own hands.

What he owed to Juno was his life. Although he was immortal and would not die even without Juno, he still owed Juno a life.

Human nature, sensibility, rationality.

Vukan's abundant humanity is bound to trap him, and he is still trying to find a balance.

Ferrus stared at his brother's back in silence. He could not help Volkan.

But he still stepped forward and stood side by side with Walkan.

"I will help you."

"What can you help me with?"

"If fate forces you to make a choice one day, I will help you share the other half of the burden."

Although they have only known each other for a day, the feelings between them are more intense than those between strangers who have been strangers for years. They are brothers!

……

Vulkan and Ferrus were to escort hundreds of mortals on the arduous journey across the dead volcanoes and cremation deserts towards Hesiod on the Sindarar Plateau.

Wop and Juno returned to the City of Sanctuary first.

But Hesiod did not encounter the invasion of the Dark Eldar. Those Dark Eldar were not locals and might not even know where Hesiod was.

Ferrus and others can no longer return to Medusa. They do not know how to use the Webway, and if they enter rashly, they will face unknown dangers.

Might as well settle down on Nocturne.

These mortals were nomadic clans on Medusa, and they had no attachment to their disaster-ravaged homeland.

Being able to settle in a stable town like Hesiod, without having to worry about the threats of volcanoes and earthquakes all day long, is actually a blessing in disguise.

Hesiod was large, with many vacant houses, and could house hundreds of people.

Medusa's nomadic clans were not a people who rode on horseback, drew their bows and arrows, and sang and danced well. Instead, they were technological barbarians who drove armored crawlers the size of fortresses and used logging guns and missiles.

They have mastered many advanced technologies. Although they cannot compare with the Golden Age, they can also make rifles and bullets by hand, which is much more advanced than the Nocturne people.

The fusion and coexistence of the two sides is mutually beneficial, just like the two primarchs, their personalities can complement each other.

Ferrus looked at his fellow Medusans who were warmly welcomed by the Nocturne people and couldn't help but sigh: "Our home planet is equally harsh, but the people it gave birth to are completely different."

The Medusans are harsh and ruthless by nature, fierce and tough, and will not tolerate any weakness in their ranks.

Those too weak or sick to survive on their own would voluntarily surrender themselves to death in earthquakes or volcanoes.

That way their lives don’t deplete existing resources and put their friends and family at risk.

The Nocturnes are a nomadic clan like the Medusans, but when the day of trial comes, all the cities of refuge will accept as many people as possible, even if they do not know each other.

The same cruel environment gave birth to completely different people.

Vulkan: "Whether they are the Medusans or the Nocturnes, they all tenaciously survive in their harsh environments in their own ways, sharing the same tenacity. There's no superiority or inferiority in their methods of survival, and we have no right to judge right or wrong; they simply chose different paths."

Ferrus: "Perhaps this is why I was brought to Nocturne."

Wop: "Ferus, you and Vulkan should sleep in the same room."

Vukan: "But father, aren't there still many empty rooms?"

A gentle smile appeared on Wop's face. "Don't you want to talk all night long?"

Vulkan didn't deny that he was curious about his brother's experiences, and so was Ferrus.

This was the first time they met a mature individual of the same age as themselves. What was even more rare was that both of them were originals and their growth was completely synchronized.

The brothers Sanguinius and Fulgrim grew up very healthily, and Wop was very happy to teach them.

So now he sincerely hopes that Vukan and Ferrus can be as close as brothers like the twin angels.

In canon, Ferrus and Fulgrim were close friends, and Worp believed they would still be close friends, but they weren't limited to having only one close friend.

There's nothing wrong with having one more close friend.

Curze and Corax, Mortarion and Jaghatai Khan, they were all close friends to each other.

The most rational scenario is that the twenty-one Primarchs are all close friends of each other.

Only when the Primarchs are united can humanity be revived under the leadership of the Emperor and the Primarchs, rather than repeating the tragedy of history.