Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

"Also, now that the old bartender is gone, the rain will only get lighter and lighter."

A slightly off-the-cuff remark made the other person nervously look around nervously.

Fortunately, no one on the street paid attention to the conversation between the two drunkards.

He looked hurried.

In Nostrama, everyone has their own things to do.

"it is good!"

"Okay. We'll arrange the time when we meet next time."

"Ah."

Let's save the wine for after the rain stops.

They exchanged a smile, both having received the answers they sought, and then brushed past each other, turning and leaving.

Just like the millions of people passing by on the street with umbrellas, they walked past different corners and eventually disappeared into the crowd.

The new governor of Nostramor, appointed by the Midnight King, is sitting on the Midnight King's throne, reviewing documents from various parts of the planet.

It must be said, the governor was very lucky.

At least he genuinely believes he is very lucky.

This is a planet governed by the Great Primarch, and its level of civilization is naturally beyond the reach of mortals like him.

He had never encountered a planet with a population of tens of billions where the crime rate was so low.

It's hard to imagine that a planet with tens of billions of people could have nearly a single-digit number of crimes.

Having finished dealing with the last remaining political matter, the Imperial Governor, unaware of everything else, leisurely looked out at the glass window decorated with black spikes.

The increasingly coarse raindrops pattered against the window.

这雨

It seems like the rain is getting heavier.

"ha!!!"

Koz crouched down, his massive body arching, his hands poised to pounce.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and wariness as he looked at Casca.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

"You are neither human nor the Primarch. Who are you?"

If the person in front of him were just an ordinary person, Koz would not be afraid of him.

But the guy in front of Koz was clearly not normal.

She's just as abnormal as him.

That being who once made deals with the Emperor in the shadows!

His aura, a part of his senses, what was that called again?

The essence! Yes, that's the essence!

This guy has the essence of that creature from the warp!

Perhaps not now? Koz's senses aren't very sharp, and his ability to predict the future through psychic powers is somewhat intermittent.

But there will always be more in the future!

Koz believed his predictive abilities were infallible.

The other party possessed a kind of power that he couldn't sense.

This guy definitely has some kind of unspeakable secret with that hidden warp entity of the Emperor!

Do not trust!

Neither the Emperor nor this thing called Casca can be trusted!

In the psionic prophecy, the man who instigated the rebellion throughout the Imperium was not the first to engage in dirty dealings with the Warp.

The emperor is the one!

Like father, like son. In fact, the Emperor had already reached some kind of exchange of interests with the Warp before others!

The emperor already did it!

"Kotz?"

Casca found the other party's wariness somewhat strange.

Why was Conrad Coates so wary of me when it was only the first time I had met him?

Could it be that, under the influence of psychic prophecy, the other party saw some terrifying visions from the future?

"Lord Koz, did you see something in the illusion—"

Yes! That's right!

"You know that, yet you still dare to say that to me! You know it, don't you?"

what?

Koz suddenly sprang to his feet, strode forward, and extended his fingers, which were longer and thinner than those of other Primarchs, with sharper nails, to launch an aggressive accusation against Casgar.

Do you know? What do you know?

"you!"

"You, and that emperor! You were with him back then—"

Suddenly, his forward movement abruptly stopped.

Koz trembled, his once aggressive body seemingly frozen in place uncontrollably.

It was as if something was stuck in Koz's throat, preventing him from speaking.

"Cough, cough, vomit! Vomit!!"

“Haha.”

After a brief pause, he lowered his head and made a series of rapid retching sounds, then gasped for air like a diver who had been holding his breath for a long time.

It seems that he was tricked by some muscular, golden-haired giants who used psychic powers to leave a contingency plan when they met.

The Emperor expressed his apologies for this.

He is not a cruel person.

Or perhaps he simply didn't want to be a cruel person.

But the secret of the original must be obtained—

defend!

"Kotz?"

Casca tentatively stepped forward and asked.

"Are you alright, Koz?"

".I have no idea."

His voice revealed a deep weariness.

"You, Casca, what do you want?"

"You and my father, what exactly do you want to do to me?"

With a series of heavy, somewhat painful breaths, Koz seemed to have successfully recovered from his initial stress and asked Casca a question in an extremely calm tone.

"To get you out of this terrible mental state."

"And through learning, you will be able to properly manage the affairs of the legion and participate in the Emperor's Great Expedition."

This time, Koz did not refute Casca's words, but his eyes always held a deep sense of apprehension.

"Perhaps you are right."

"Illusions. And things beyond my comprehension, more and more abnormal things are starting to haunt me."

"and--"

"And what?"

As if realizing something, Koz opened his mouth but then fell silent, refusing to say another word.

"Also, you said you'd help me with my mental health issues, how are you going to do that?"

"This."

Kasgar smiled as he operated the disassembly knob below his right shoulder armor.

Given that Kasgar needs to use his psionic right hand, an extra disassembly button was specially added to the armor connection above his right arm to facilitate his individual donning and doffing, thus allowing him to use warp flames better and more conveniently.

Just like it is now.

In Coz’s incredulous and fearful gaze, a golden-red flame rose from his right arm.

"?!"

(A terrifying, indescribable shriek from the underworld)

In the next instant, Conrad Coz's eyes, which had no whites, widened in shock, and his already deathly pale skin appeared even paler in the firelight.

I go!

This guy doesn't even want to act anymore!

They can even burn people with the flames of warp creatures!

"Don't...don't come any closer!"

Koz let out a wild howl and frantically shrank into a corner of the wall, using his agility to climb to the top of the corner.

No, no, no, no, don't come any closer!!!

"Don't run away, Koz."

Kasgar persuaded, "This is my healing psionic flame. Once burned by my flame, any flaw or problem can be easily solved."

These include the Eldar's Soul Imprint, Magnus's Flesh and Blood Curse, Angortai's Demon Mutation, the Bloodthirst of the Holy Blood Angels, and so on.

They were all dealt with by Kasgar's psionic flames.

Given that someone like Koz has lost their mind, all he needs is a simple "Hey, don't run away!"

Clearly, Coz did not trust him.

He used both hands and feet, frantically dodging Casca and the ominous golden-red flame in his hand throughout the cabin like a gecko.

"Huhu."

An epic chase.

Unfortunately, Casgar was no match for Koz, who was known for his agility.

In this indoor environment, he didn't dare to push the other party too hard.

If Koz were forced into a corner and suddenly attacked someone, it would be something Kasga wouldn't be able to handle.

"Trust me! Many people have tried it! There will absolutely be no problem!"

"what!"

Koz turned around and roared at the obvious lie.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Angron. They've all experienced it themselves!"

"There really won't be any problems!"

It's like a pediatrician desperately trying to give medicine to a sick child, while simultaneously trying to persuade him and chasing after him.

Although Koz never left the room, his innate agility allowed him to leap and dodge Casgar's flames.

No, this Koz is still too slippery!

That's strange.