Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Luo Jia thought with relief.

“Angol Tai, from now on you will serve as my second-in-command and try to assist me in managing the legion.”

And so, after a long and arduous journey, the Legion of Word Bearers finally welcomed their true legion commander.

Congratulations, congratulations.

Chapter 135 An Angel Descended to My Side!

The boarding tarmac of the Imperial Pride.

"Are you really going alone? Don't you need us to send some assistants or anything?"

“No, Fugrim. Don’t I still have Yrel and the Eldar pirates to help me?”

“Nukeria is too far from here, and there are raging warp storms. If you were to come with me, it would waste a lot of time and energy on the expedition.”

"Your command is needed to lead the great expedition of the Twenty-Eighth Expeditionary Fleet. At present, the Emperor's Son is not well-staffed, so completing the expedition mission is the most important thing."

Kaska gently persuaded him.

After completing the occupation and terraforming of these Nephilim planets, the joint expeditionary fleet composed of the three legions will soon part ways.

Space Marines from the Sons of the Emperor, the Blood Angels, and the Legion of Word Bearers will each embark on missions toward the known frontiers currently known to the Imperium of Man.

Casca's objectives, however, differed from those of these expeditionary fleets.

He will travel alone aboard Yrel's Eldar pirate sails to Nukelia to rescue the most shameful Primarch, Angron, who is trapped in the gladiatorial arena.

As for why only the Kasgars and Eldar pirates are currently allowed to participate, it's due to the crimson warp storm that's been raging near this planet.

The planet Nukelia is not remote; in fact, it is part of the interstellar empire ruled by King Connor, Guilliman's adoptive father.

However, due to the sudden and overwhelming subspace storm, the planet was severed from other human forces long ago.

But this doesn't mean that no one can reach Nukelia.

Back then, when a group of disgraceful Eldar were annihilated by the three-year-old Angron, they relied on the nearby network tunnels to pass through the raging warp storm.

There is an entrance to the Eldar's web tunnels near Nukelia.

After Casca discovered this hidden information in the original text, he sent his subordinate Iriel to investigate the truth of the matter.

Now that the thirst of the Holy Blood Angels has been completely healed by Kasgar, and the Word Bearers have found new believers as their source of soldiers.

As the Emperor's Sons fleet prepared to embark on a new expedition, Casgar knew it was time to head to Nukelia and rescue Angron.

As for the task the Emperor entrusted to Casca to manage the Word Bearers until Loka returned to normal.

He outsourced the job to Angel Te.

It's not that Luo Jia is completely problem-free now.

But getting this guy back on track might be harder than teaching Eugene how to prove Goldbach's Conjecture.

We can only temporarily hand him over to Angeltai to keep him under control.

At Kasgar's suggestion, Luo Jia now mostly delegates Legion affairs to Angertai and other Word Bearer lieutenants, spending most of his time meditating in his room.

Luo Jia generally doesn't show up unless it's a crucial event or a battle.

To be honest, Angeltai was just a new recruit, and coordinating the entire legion was quite a challenge for him, as it was his first time participating in management.

However, compared to the three precious items, Luojia, Irebas, and Colfalun, which are more abstract.

Angeltai is not entirely unacceptable.

As a normal person, I've already surpassed them by a huge margin.

Furthermore, with the powerful and golden-glowing Lord Raum serving as supervisor and advisor, the legion can be completely protected from invasion by the forces of chaos.

They can even offer opinions and suggestions on certain aspects.

Therefore, although Angelo was only a new recruit, he was already able to reassure Casca in terms of handling specific matters.

As for prestige, as one chosen by the emperor, the Speaker dared not interfere with Angertai's status as a new recruit.

Although it is somewhat strange, he is considered a symbol of the emperor's blessing.

The title "Son of the Blessed" was still preserved for him intact.

One can only hope that Angortai won't end up like those three abstract nobles, dragging the entire legion into the abyss.

"The original body is prone to illness (referring to the head), you should strive to improve yourself."

When Angeltai expressed his doubts about his own unworthiness of the position, Kasga offered words of comfort.

Angelte nodded silently, then continued dealing with the mountain of paperwork.

His endless cycle of working overtime has only just begun.

"Sigh, if my troublesome younger brother is truly beyond saving, then just call me over."

Seeing that Kasgar was determined, Fugrim lightly tapped him on the forehead and said no more.

To save a Primarch on the verge of extinction, parting ways with Kasgar once again was a last resort.

However, Fugrim also had some doubts about his description of Angron—

How could this guy be so incompetent?

As the Primarch, he couldn't even defeat the mortals who captured him as gladiator slaves.

Is this still the original body's physical attributes and combat abilities?

Skillful.

I, Casca, also want to ask this question.

"All matters concerning the Great Expedition await your attention, Fugrim. You should return as soon as possible."

"correct."

"If you encounter any aliens called 'Stabbers' or 'Four-Armed Snakes,' be sure to wait for me to come back and deal with them immediately."

After giving some instructions, Kasgar boarded a small landing craft bound for the Eldar pirate ship.

Currently, only their Eldar pirates can travel to Nukelia using the Webway technology.

"Alright. Everyone, go and do your own thing."

Fugrim shrugged sadly.

"The Great Expedition is urgent; we have no time to wallow in self-pity."

"Prepare for a warp jump to the next expedition objective."

As Kasgar traveled aboard a small Eldar landing craft toward the distant Eldar pirate fleet, the engines of the Imperial Pride also accelerated toward the room at Mandeville.

During the Great Expedition, everyone has their own things to do.

"Remember to bring my little brother out completely intact!"

Kasgar still remembered Fugrim's parting words.

"I will."

He watched the wine-red ship gradually receding into the distance on the screen in front of him and thought to himself.

However, this happened when no one was paying attention.

A small, bright red gunboat quietly followed Casca and the others from a great distance.

"I am not God."

As Kasgar stepped into Irelia's sailing warship, he looked at Irelia, who was eagerly preparing to pounce on him, and spoke.

Extensive contact has long since honed Casgar's ability to skillfully predict his opponent's zero-frame initiation.

"If a new person is willing to join us, I will remove the mark of Salis from him."

"Also, it seems your sailboat has been expanded again."

Casca looked around.

Unlike when they chose to follow the Kaska, when they only had a few small Eldar sailing warships.

Before him were several pure white hourglass-shaped spirit bone pillars shimmering with a faint light. At the center of this pure white spaceship landing site, a glittering rune shifted and twisted within a constantly changing four-dimensional telemetry network, displaying a void map showing the current location of the entire warship.

Further ahead was the bow of the spaceship, where a holographic projection made of spirit bone material surrounded the helmsmen and enveloped them completely.

The helmsman and crew work together in perfect harmony without needing to speak.

Their thoughts have been ingeniously linked together through the spiritual essence of the starship.

The comfort level inside the ship is exceptional.

The fresh air and temperature here are unmatched, even by the most tranquil legions of the Emperor's Sons, making anyone who enters feel comfortable and at ease.

The central core area behind the cabin where Kasgar was located was a sacred place where the Eldar rested and cultivated the most delicious food in the world.

There are the most vibrant and beautiful flowers, and greenery trimmed to the perfect size, arranged in an artistic style that is hard for humans to imagine.

Not only are there gardens, but the eco-cabins also contain food produced by optimal proportions and a perfect environment, which are among the most delicious delicacies in the world.

If we add to that the Eldar cheese, made through countless processes that even the Eldar themselves find tedious.

Even Fugrim was incredibly tempted.

Fugrim: "Sometimes... the conflict between humans and Eldar isn't irreconcilable." (Sits down a piece of Eldar cheese)

During these days of having to find their own food, Irelia, with her immense potential as the Pirate King of Warhammer, managed to develop the entire fleet in an orderly manner.

Through a combination of double-crossing, persuasion, and attempts to recruit, Yrel, leveraging her reputation among the Eldar in the Ark and Kasgar's ability to erase Salis's mark with his flames, attracted many Eldar to join her.

In addition, the Bone Singers within the pirate crew constantly replenish the ships with the necessary spirit bone materials, and the entire Spirit Clan pirate fleet has undergone a complete transformation.

From the initial small boats of about 500 meters, they have gradually evolved to a scale of one kilometer, two kilometers, and now five kilometers.

It only took a few months.

Given the Eldar's long lifespan, and the fact that Yrel is still very young.

The speed of development is terrifying and unimaginable.

They were completely different from those old, stubborn members of the Elven race who seemed like they were on their deathbeds.

Perhaps in a few more days, her fleet will be able to rival the Twenty-Eight Expeditionary Fleets.

"Of course."

I was initially saddened by Casca's insistence that he was not a god.

But when she heard the other party praising her ship, Irelia's proud smile returned.

"During the time I was away from your fleet, I persuaded quite a few of my fellow Eldar to join us, mostly from Iyanden, but also from other Eldar and even the Komoro."

"After they boarded the ship, most of them became your loyal followers."

"Honestly, you humans would never understand what it feels like to have someone always watching you from behind."

“We Eldar are afraid of death almost every moment, whether we are the Eldar on the Ark or those corrupt brethren in the Comoros who aid and abet evil.”

"You have no idea what kind of freedom and liberation your flame, which is so similar to that of the Phoenix King, will bring us."

Indeed, what Irele said makes a lot of sense.

"But I am not a god."

Kasgar successfully anticipated the gaps in his opponent's combo.

Ding--

Just as everyone was talking, runes on the projection platform in the middle of the room started flashing rapidly, as if some message or anomaly was occurring.

However, neither Irelia nor Casca expected that Casca would automatically feel like there was always someone watching them from behind.

Because that person is here now.

[Communication request from a human-made small landing ship]

Human-made small landing ship?

"Are they from the Son of the Emperor's fleet?"

"No!" exclaimed a member of the Eldar crew, filled with doubt. "We don't recognize this ship at all!"