Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Many plaster fragments are scattered on the ground, telling the story of what a magnificent work of art it once was.

But now all that's left is a pile of mud.

"I'll pay for these. I'll send something better to make up for it soon."

Peturabo is gone.

He left with his pile of iron ring robots.

"It's easy to leave without seeing him off."

Fugrim showed no intention of seeing her off.

After the initial shock she received, her impression of Peturabo was extremely negative.

“Petulabo really shouldn’t have done that.”

"But to some extent, he is also concerned about you and afraid that you will be misled by people with impure motives."

Seeing Peturabo leave, Mortalian smiled and tried to smooth things over.

Perhaps Mortalian the Fourteenth didn't have a great reputation among the Primarchs, but in stark contrast to Perturabo...

He's simply an angel!

"If this is what he means by caring, I'd rather he didn't care about me at all."

“There’s nothing we can do about it,” Mortalian shrugged. “My brother’s way of thinking is indeed a bit different from ours.”

"The word 'different' is too understated."

Fugrim sighed: "It's more like... eerie."

But Peturabo prepared gifts for all the Primarchs, which shows that he still longed to get along well with them.

Even under these circumstances, he managed to become a second-most marginal figure (the first being the Khan who didn't want to get involved).

He actively sought to interact with people, which resulted in everyone disliking him.

Peturabo's interpersonal skills can only be described as pathetic.

"However, Peturabo's violent reaction just now seems to say a lot."

Casca analyzed.

"For someone like him, the thing he most rejects is often the thing he most desires."

Since he reacted quite strongly when he heard that his sister wasn't even his sister, but rather Corax's sister.

This shows that deep down, he really longs for his older sister's approval.

Eh!

Casca suddenly had a great idea.

That damn Peturabo, he likes to bite anyone he sees, doesn't he?

I'll make you pay!

"Lord Mortalian, would you be interested in participating in our [Special Operation]?"

Kasgar smiled and asked Mortalian the question.

If a single Primarchary Army were to oppose another Primarchary Army, it could very likely create discord between the armies.

But having accomplices makes all the difference!

"Oh?"

Mortalian was somewhat interested in this.

Although Casca is a wizard from a think tank, his prophecy just now did not use any psionic energy at all!

What does this mean?

This means that this kid is actually using a similar method of numerology or fortune telling!

Furthermore, considering his previously superior prophetic abilities compared to other psionicists, and the absolute accuracy of his prophecies, this precisely proves the correctness of Mortalian's idea!

Prophecy does not require psychic power!

Mortalian's favorability towards Kasgar skyrocketed.

"What do you want to do?"

"Great!"

Mortalian's eyes narrowed into slits as he laughed, shouting happily.

This guy has always had a bratty, mischievous personality.

He was summoned by the Emperor to fight his adoptive father one-on-one; he was summoned by Macardo to Nicain to stir up hatred; and he was summoned by Horus to start a great rebellion, which he found interesting, so he rebelled as well.

As for the special operation against Peturabo?

That sounds really interesting, count him in!

Not long after, the End Call.

As the flagship of the Fourteenth Legion, Mortalian's personal vehicle remained as busy as ever.

"Galo, this is the Primarch's secret order to you."

Garo, the company commander of the 7th Company, suddenly received an envelope written in the handwriting of the Primarch.

what is this?

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"What do you mean by 'bring Peturabo's sister to Olympia as quickly as possible'?"

Chapter 166: Fellow Countryman Meets Fellow Countryman

Lükes.

"The situation is not optimistic."

"The counterinsurgency fleet from the main star will soon be fully assembled, and a large number of soldiers equipped with advanced spaceship weapons will soon land on Lycaus."

Korax's complexion was not good when he set foot on the desolate land of the planet again.

Not long ago, he infiltrated the main star to investigate the situation through the last link between the main star and Lycaeus—the large cargo space elevator used to transport minerals.

With the ability to become invisible to everyone, he successfully bypassed all the guards right under everyone's noses, restarted the space elevator, and returned to Lycaus.

His psychic talent.

Rather than invisibility, Corax uses psychic power to reduce his presence, so that even if he appears directly in front of a surveillance camera or an enemy, they won't notice anything amiss.

They are currently facing a very serious situation.

Although the entire planet of Lycaius has been liberated, the workers currently only possess a barren wasteland with only some industrial facilities.

Perhaps they did indeed defeat a stronger and more advanced enemy through their tenacious and resolute perseverance.

However, in void naval warfare, their weapons, which were modified from mining equipment or prison torture devices, are ineffective against the orbital bombardment of enemy spaceships.

Perhaps Corax, as the "Savior," possesses powerful stealth abilities, which indeed enable him to assassinate the enemy leader in a short period of time.

But there are many more workers on Lycaius who also need the protection of Corax.

Even if he ultimately wins the battle, he will only be a raven filled with vengeance, frantically hunting down the enemy who took away his existence after losing everything.

The hunt is never-ending.

"Tsk."

Corax lowered his head in distress.

He sensed this possibility of the future, or to put it more bluntly: fragments of prophecy from the future.

— He looks a lot like Conrad Coates.

Although at this time Corax did not know who Conrad Coz was.

"We understood these principles when we first picked up weapons to fight, little savior."

The workers did not seem to feel fear or despair about the impending fleet bombing.

On the contrary, being able to gather here and fight alongside Corax for a better tomorrow is enough to make them feel extremely honored.

It is far better to die a heroic death in war than to be whipped to death by law enforcement in a dark mine.

"What do we do next?"

"Corax, we are all waiting for your orders."

The workers gathered in the factory and surrounded Corax.

They trusted Corax, nothing more.

The Emperor's Pride

The Joint Fleet meeting following the completion of the warp jump.

The event was attended by three Primarchs, representatives from the Imperial Army, the Mechanicus, the Navigator Family, and other factions, as well as the Casgars.

Casca wasn't actually required to attend the meeting, but he was dragged there under Perturabo's insistence.

"Based on the findings of our advance reconnaissance team, the following is observed:"

"A planetary rebellion has broken out in Lycaius, where the Primarch resides. According to descriptions on the main planet [Kiavar], it seems that the leader of the rebellion is the new Primarch we are looking for."

This information was transmitted back by the fleet that landed on Kiava, disguised as interstellar merchant ships.

"The main star [Kiavar] is currently conducting large-scale battle preparations on the surface, ready to launch an attack on Lycaus at any moment."

"Humph."

Peturabo still seemed quite unhappy with the intelligence from the Imperial Army representative.

"Is there more information about the Primarchs on Kiava? Or is that mysterious prophecy from the Commander of the Emperor's Sons about to take effect again?"

"Or are we about to put up a picture of the Kurtz brothers to match his prophecy?"

what!

Peturabo didn't believe anything Casca said.

He actually said that the new Primarch and Conrad Coz looked very similar, with almost identical eye and skin colors.

How can it be!

Koz's appearance was so peculiar that even Peturabo could not imagine what another person who looked like him would look like.

There are no two Primarchs that look exactly alike in this world, which does not conform to the Emperor's original vision of them excelling in their respective fields when they were designed.

Since it couldn't possibly be Koz, this guy is probably using Koz's unstable mental state to mock the Iron Lord as a lunatic!

Peturabo thought to himself, feeling conflicted.

You little brat, you even have to disgust me with this!

"My lord, we cannot find any further information about the new Primarch."

"Even in Kiarwal, where countless surveillance devices are deployed, not a single trace of him could be found. In local legend, he seems to be an assassin who can attack from the shadows. No one has ever seen him, and no one knows what he really looks like."

"Just like a ghost in the middle of the night, isn't it, brother?"

After listening to the Imperial officer's speech, Mortalian stepped forward with a grin and stirred up the fire.

"Humph."

Peturabo simply gave a cold snort.

"I don't understand what you mean. Why are you trying to keep your expeditionary fleet as far away from Kiava's detection range as possible? What's the point of that?"

"Lycaius and the new Primarch are right in front of us, why are we waiting here?"

"Of course, it's so as not to disturb our younger brother's work."

Motalian explained.

As someone who's been through it all, he's the most qualified to speak on this.

"If our joint expeditionary fleet marches to the main planet Kiava and rescues them from crisis like saviors, will they trust you unconditionally?"