Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Saint Gilles agreed.

With the angel, the most normal of the Primarchs, in charge, the number of times they go crazy should be greatly reduced.

Those who cherish words should be able to normally embark on the path of spreading the truth of the empire.

Hopefully, the Legion is alright.

Casca expressed his best wishes for this.

"I have no opinion."

As for Fugrim, she had no objection.

The negotiations with potential partners progressed quickly.

"If things go smoothly with Luo Jia, we will be able to get back to him soon."

Not long ago, the fleet of the Seventeenth Legion, also known as the [Word Bearers] Legion, had just arrived. At this moment, Luo Jia is communicating with his offspring on the flagship of the Word Bearers.

Although the Emperor did transfer leadership responsibilities to Casca, the Primarch was still the Primarch, and his innate affinity for Space Marines was something that Casca, an outsider, could not match.

It's not necessarily a bad thing for him to be an invisible decision-maker lurking in the shadows.

During this waiting time, Saint-Gilles was popping grapes into his mouth one by one, savoring them carefully.

really tasty.

Back on the satellite Bar, the radioactive and toxic soil could not possibly have nurtured such delicious fruit.

but

I believe that as the human empire continues its various reforms, one day even better grapes will grow on Baal.

After waiting for quite some time, two bunches of grapes had already been broken off from the fruit basket placed in front of the conference table.

As the screen in front of the flagship conference room flickered, a projected image of Luojia finally appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Luo Jia successfully reappeared from the flagship of the 17th Army Corps.

"I'm very sorry, this took a little longer than expected."

As he spoke, he turned away shyly and showed them his new staff.

Through his interactions with the Word Bearers, he successfully mastered their internal methods of using fire.

And they successfully turned the eternally burning Erebas into a staff.

Under the blazing fire of imperial truth, blasphemous heretics deserve only to be burned by endless flames!

After that, the legendary heat-resistant king, Irebas, became one of the most beloved figures:

—A lone man with a staff offering sacrifices to the flag bearers.

Congratulations, congratulations.

"Welcome, Luojia."

"Before you begin reorganizing the Legion of Word Bearers, is there anything you'd like to share?"

"Whether it's disseminating information about the Legion or building a vision for its future."

"Yes. During this period of meditation, I have been thinking about the future of the Legion of Word Bearers."

Luo Jia in the picture nodded.

"Just recently, the Horus brothers approached me to discuss their insights on how to show reverence and love for the Emperor."

"What!?"

Upon hearing the keyword, Casca almost jumped up from his chair.

"Wait!"

"What do you mean Horus had a conversation with you about his deep respect for the Emperor???"

Wuhu!!!

I managed to snag a chapter recommendation from a big shot!

By the way, let me give this opportunity to promote the big shot!

Chapter 123 Shocks Luojia for a Whole Year

Meanwhile, on the other side...

This is a planet teeming with traitors.

For the sake of petty gains, the humans on it did not hesitate to hinder the advancement of the human empire in order to please the aliens, thus becoming their vassal army.

This heinous act of blasphemy will be subject to the highest punishment determined by the Terra War Council—

It was torn to pieces by the ghouls and the warhound army.

madman.

This is the first impression of every Primarch, Legion, and Imperial Army member who has ever fought alongside ghouls.

Even the warhound legion, which never showed any mercy, was far more civilized than the ghouls who truly devoured human flesh like wild beasts.

At least the war dogs don't eat human flesh.

“Blood! Blood!”

"Flesh and blood!!!"

Beneath the devastated ruins of the planet, only scattered ghouls are chasing after the human corpses scattered everywhere, trying to wipe off the dust and have a good feast.

They gnawed at their mangled flesh and sucked their remaining blood.

The battle is over.

Or perhaps the battle was already over, and now it's just time for the ghouls to enjoy their feast.

"Ugh, it's those ghouls again."

At the highest point of the ruins, Locke, the commander of the War Dog Legion dressed in blue and white, looked helplessly at the bloodthirsty lunatics below.

Why do we always end up partnering with them?

"Does the great emperor think we are just as foolish and insane as these lunatics?"

"Commander, please rest assured. This is the last time."

Company Commander Kahn stepped forward and comforted the corps commander.

"The ghouls are about to reunite with their Primarchs, and we Warhounds will be on our own from now on."

"Until the Primarch is found."

"Kahn, what kind of person do you think the Primarch of the Ghouls would be?"

"I don't know. Maybe...it's similar to them?"

"This is not good news," Commander Locke chuckled.

"And what about us? What kind of beings are the Primarchs of our Warhound Legion?"

Blood! Blood!

The deep roars still echoed from the ruins below, and the smoke rising from the battlefield made everything seem exceptionally slow.

The Emperor's Pride, the deck.

What do you mean by Horus talking to you about his feelings of respect and love for the Emperor?

This is something Casca urgently needs to learn from Luojia.

What exactly did he say to you?

What have you chosen to believe this time?

This is a very important issue for those who cherish words, and even for the entire state religion if it exists in the future!

Even the lone flag bearer that Iribus did just now didn't have this crucial element.

"he"

Luo Jia looked somewhat embarrassed as he recalled the entire process of Horus's meeting with him at that time.

"At the time, he invited me to visit his ship, the Soul of Vengeance, and led me into his private room, saying that he would show me something good."

At that very moment, Saint Gilles' hand, which was halfway through picking grapes, froze in mid-air.

She took a deep breath and then slowly closed her eyes.

It seems she had already guessed what would happen next and was mourning for Luo Jia's fate.

"Then..." Luo Jia's lips twitched slightly as he pondered how to present what he was about to see and hear to them in an easy-to-understand way.

And you won't offend anyone.

"He showed me everything the Emperor had gone through since he met him, and told me how important the Emperor was to him."

"I'm also very interested in that—how did the Emperor mentor a Primarch in the years before the Great Crusade began?"

"Therefore, I became very curious about his story and was willing to record the emperor's words and deeds in detail as a model for us to learn from in our daily lives."

"Then, he began to speak at length to me about how the emperor rose from—"

"stop!"

As if suffering from some kind of PTSD, the angel Saint Gilles immediately stopped Luo Jia from speaking.

"Stop, there's no need to say any more."

We've tasted enough, let's take it down!

“We already know all of that, so let’s get to the important points.”

"He probably explained to me how much the Emperor values ​​the Firstborn Son, but also advised me not to lose heart, as the Emperor has always loved every Primarch."

"But due to the emperor's superhuman strength and wisdom, it is not something we can easily understand or control."

Is there really no secret to it?

Luo Jia expressed great disappointment at this.

but!

Seeing this, Horus also brought up the approach of their Shadowmoon Wolves Legion.

[Shadow Moon Wolf University Study]

This is an activity that the Shadowmoon Wolf Legion often holds within the legion when it is on an expedition.

During the event, the combat brothers expressed their respect and admiration for the Emperor.

[Your Majesty! I really love you!]

Sometimes, some Shadowmoon Wolves would even choose Horus himself as the object of their respect and worship.

"Okay, that's very helpful."

Luo Jia noted this down.

However, when the angel heard the words "Shadowmoon Wolf University", he almost froze on the spot.

It seemed to have stirred up some painful memories in my mind.

"But apart from that, Horus said he had not found any other way to praise the emperor."

Horus then offered advice.

If you wish, you can start by imitating the emperor in everything you do, and gradually feel the emperor's wisdom and power in his words and deeds.

If we are to learn from emperors, we must start with our appearance.

As he spoke, Horus summoned the long-awaited Shadowmoon Wolf, who had prepared a smooth, long, straight black wig and a magnificent golden laurel crown for Luo Jia.

Let's put them on first.

After all, Luojia, you are exceptionally talented, you can't let this advantage go to waste!

Luo Jia: "?"

The audience listening to Luo Jia's speech: "?"