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But in this vast interstellar empire spanning thirty star systems, it's impossible to find not even a slightly curious individual.
And if anyone has ever been even slightly tainted by it, a glaring stain will be left on the web of fate they have woven.
Looking at the monstrous creature that was still writhing and radiating an evil aura, Magnus felt a chill of fear.
......
Fugrim was extremely agitated.
"chaos!"
"Shut up, you're the chaos!"
The mutual accusations from the Interles Federation and the Human Empire continued unabated.
Perhaps they are all chaos, or perhaps they are none of them.
But this is the infinitely cunning power of the Dark Gods—his lies are all true, and his truth is full of deception.
You can never tell who is right.
Whether it's the Human Empire or the Interles Federation.
He can cause internal strife and division, even if both sides want to expel the evil chaos.
But under His command, even those moving toward the same goal are destined to attack each other.
...Tzeentch has too many cards.
“I don’t have time to argue with you anymore,” Magnus said, his psionic lightning crackling. “Now, die with your filthy alien beasts!”
Lightning flashed out instantly, striking the delegation that was surrounded by numerous Phoenix Guards.
"Gentlemen, please listen to me—"
They wanted to defend themselves, but the evidence of the monster that the Kaneblach people had transformed into was irrefutable, so what was the point of saying anything more?
Moreover, with the psionic lightning about to strike him, he would be silenced forever and unable to say anything more.
Considering that they were currently aboard the Emperor's Son's flagship, Magnus's psionic lightning was not particularly powerful.
But burning these mortal humans and filthy aliens to ashes is absolutely no problem.
Negotiations are pointless. Let's take this opportunity to wipe out those damned aliens and Federation guys and restore peace to the world.
At that very moment, flames quietly engulfed the entire hall.
......
Just as the psionic lightning was about to strike, a golden-red flame formed a wall of fire, blocking and absorbing the psionic energy from the opponent.
"What are you doing!"
Casca, still shaken, rushed from the center of the Imperial Pride's cabin to the bow conference room and stopped Magnus.
"Casgar! You've finally arrived."
When Fugrim saw Kasgar arrive while he was trying to keep the two sides from fighting, he couldn't help but smile with relief.
Perhaps Fugrim is the true Warmaster, but she has no idea about these bizarre psionic and sorcerous magics, or the existence of evil demons.
All of this requires Casca's judgment.
—Perhaps part of the reason the Emperor appointed her as Warmaster was because of Kasgar, who could often make up for Forgrim's shortcomings and deficiencies.
Especially when she can't calm down.
......
What is this doing?
Withdrawing his psionic flames, Kasgar frowned as he looked at the writhing monster in the delegation, then at the two opposing camps locked in a tense standoff. He felt a headache coming on.
Due to the numerous affairs at hand, while Fugrim presided over the negotiations, Kasgar usually stayed in his office helping the new Warmaster handle various domestic matters, both large and small.
Normally, during negotiations, Kasgar would stand guard by Vogrim's side. However, this time, because the location was chosen on the Imperial Pride, with the absolute Phoenix Guard protecting them, Kasgar felt at ease to handle his internal affairs, leaving Vogrim to complete the negotiations alone.
(Appointed to the young regent)
During this very negotiation while he was away, Magnus happened to arrive at just the right moment, using psionic teleportation to disrupt things.
"I'm here to help you."
Magnus's expression was sincere.
But Casca didn't believe it at all.
He says that every time, but he always manages to mess things up.
—He can be considered a talented person.
“You can see that Kaneblach Xenomorph!” Magnus, perhaps realizing that Casca had absolutely no trust in him, argued loudly, “Look at its true form! Creepy and disgusting, still wriggling there!”
He's right.
Even though the little horse is abstract, can Casca say that Magnus is wrong?
Does not.
The Kaneblach people were indeed tainted by chaos, and indeed harbored calamities.
It remains to be seen when these alien creatures' time bombs will explode, becoming a portal for warp creatures to flood into the world.
His accusations are actually correct.
......
But Magnus probably never imagined that at the Nicaea Conference in another timeline, the demon disguised as Amon would use the same method to raid the Imperial Guard, making the decisive decision for the Emperor to completely ban the think tank and psionic powers.
An eye for an eye...
......
"Perhaps you are right."
Kasgar's flames surged once more, burning the Cainblach who had become a Chaos Egg to ashes—a being whose very soul had been thoroughly corrupted by Chaos, and even psionic flames could not restore him.
"But there's one more thing I want to ask you—what exactly is it?"
Kasga pointed at the small dagger in Magnus's hand and asked through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.
What...what is this thing?!
How did you take it out?
I'm so impressed!!
This was the knife meant to stab the War General, the very thing they intended to destroy. How did it end up in Magnus's hands?!
You want to be Irebus too, kid?!
"That's right!"
“Casgar, this is the evidence of the Cairnblach people's crimes; they used it—”
It seems that Kasgar was furious about this, believing that he had grasped the lifeline of the Cainblach people's collusion with evil chaos.
"Enough...enough!"
For once, Casca wanted to throw Magnus off the flagship.
I don't want to have anything to do with this guy anymore!
“Forgrim, tell me what just happened.”
.......
Through Fugrim's soft explanation, Kasgar roughly understood the nature of the conflict.
They actually have no problems.
But under the guidance of that evil god, with just the slightest cause of distrust, the human empire and the federation are destined to fight to the death.
And it is quite obvious that the Kaneblach man from before was a time bomb planted by that evil god.
"Tzeentch...such insidious methods..."
Before Kasgar, our understanding of this unpredictable evil god was limited by the author's skill level, so we could only keep repeating "this is part of the plan," stubbornly insisting on continuing to play our grand scheme.
Only when one truly encounters their half-truth, so-called "truth" can one feel the malice of the god of change and deception.
However, despite the emphasis on Tzeentch's cunning, this does not change the fact that Magnus is a bettor.
"So, delegation from the Interles Federation, what would you like to say?"
Casca turned his gaze to the still-shaken delegation.
“That’s… a card…”
"what?"
"Carlos! This guy has been controlled by Carlos! He's a minion of Chaos!"
“Friend, calm down. Primarchs possess intelligence that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and their resistance to evil creatures in the Warp is innate.”
"To say that Carlos can control him is really an exaggeration."
While it's true that the other party knows having Carlos is a good thing, saying it like that is going a bit too far.
Casca replied with a smile.
"What Carlos!"
Magnus's rebuttal came from behind Casca.
"What do you know? That is the spirit of the two-headed eagle of our human empire!"
With a click.
Casca's smile vanished.
......
"roll!!!"
"Friend, why are you so angry? Could it be—"
"Shut up!"
"Right now, get out of the Imperial Pride Palace immediately!!!"
Kasgar no longer cared about Primarchs or etiquette.
If he had the means, he would have twisted the head off this pony right now to see what was inside.
"Get out! Get out now!"
Seeing Casca suddenly erupt in such intense anger, Magnus felt somewhat aggrieved and prepared to turn back and leave the Imperial Pride.
"Wait!"
We can't just let Magnus go back now; if they really leave, it will only cause endless trouble in the future!
Kasgar clutched his throbbing temples, feeling his blood pressure spike to a level even Space Marines would find unbearable.
I miss you, Lemanus.
"Don't go yet, come with me to a place! With the people of the Interles Federation!"
"I need to find a way to drive that damn Imperial Double-Headed Eagle out..."
"Expel them forever!!!"
"(A universally understood single-word swear word)!"
.......
Where are we going?
The Interles envoy said somewhat nervously.
He was very grateful for Casca's trust in Interles—after all, the Cainblachian had turned into a Chaos Egg right in front of him, and the fact that the other party still believed the Interlesian was innocent under such circumstances made him feel much more favorably toward Casca.
But the problem remains unresolved.
The tall, red figure was still under the control of the demon Carlos, and he remained deeply wary of it.
"Let's go to the Phoenix Grand Theatre."