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Are you deaf?!
"Who? Who's speaking?!"
Casca looked around in confusion.
Also, I am not Aidoron, you have the wrong person.
It is I, I am the darkness in your heart—
"Holy crap! Slaanesh is still here!"
Kasgar cried out, releasing Fugrim from his embrace and looking at the centaurs soaring through the air around the stage in the distance.
【! 】
How did you know me?
Ignoring what the demon was yelling about, Kasgar stepped forward and looked at the golden centaur in the air.
It appears that the latter is about to leave after clearing away the corruption from the area.
Wait, don't go!
Casca was getting a little anxious.
That demon is still alive!
The golden centaur spirits indeed cleansed the Slaanesh influence from this place, sparing the Emperor's son from the fate of falling into chaos in the future.
But it seems that the curse of that sword will allow that unknown Slaanesh demon to burrow into the mind of a suitable person the moment he comes into contact with him.
Just like now!
The Slaanesh demon didn't die; it just became Kaska's host!
However, the centaur spirit seemed unaware of this. As the golden light gradually faded, it too became increasingly ethereal with each flight and tread, eventually dissipating completely.
"Centaur! Centaur! Don't go!"
No matter how much Casca called out, it was no use.
......
The destruction of Lalan was carried out under the leadership of Kasga.
Although no one quite understood why such a beautiful planet, which had cost so many warriors their lives, had to be blown up into a death star, Casgar persisted in doing so.
After the atoll was completely conquered and the strange energy emanating from the planet that could alter coordinates completely disappeared, countless warheads instantly plunged the world into an absolute inferno.
The extermination of the assassins has ended.
Despite not gaining anything of value, the Casgar commander said that their objective in this battle was to destroy the Assassins.
I really don't know what exactly happened in his prophecy, but... believing in him isn't necessarily a bad thing.
With all of this over, the Emperor's Son prepares for the next battle.
The Star Speaker received word from Phyllis Manus that her Iron Hand was about to embark on a new expedition.
The Primarch appears to be requesting the Imperial Prince's assistance in dealing with a troublesome enemy.
As the flagship entered subspace to warp toward the enemy's location, she began directing a large-scale advance toward the two smaller factions.
Fighting against humanity's enemies will be yet another excellent opportunity to demonstrate the honor of the Son of the Emperor and the perfect principles upon which he relies.
After destroying Lalan, the Imperial Sons fleet will rendezvous with the Primarch Sisters on Carolis and assist the Fifty-Second Expedition in continuing the fight.
But that's a story for another time.
The moment when the Emperor's Son meticulously completed the post-battle personnel count, tactical arrangements, and replenishment of personnel due to casualties.
Kasgar was locked in his office, looking at the strange, demonic sword in front of him with a troubled expression.
A sword that pierces.
After breaking it in half, Kasgar attempted to secretly burn it to death with his psionic flames.
But it was no use—this sword, capable of corrupting a Primarch and slaying another Primarch, was far more bizarre and powerful than Casca could have imagined.
(But how did it end up in the hands of the disgraceful Lucius?)
After trying and failing at various means of destruction, Kasgar finally chose to throw the dagger into the sea of Lalan, and then use the Extinction Order to evaporate all the seawater in the world.
Done and that's it.
That's what Casca wanted to say.
But as soon as he turned his head, the sword that was gleaming with an eerie light reappeared on his desk.
That's really uncomfortable.
[Casca, I am you—]
Tsk.
That blind Slaanesh demon was once again making impossible attempts in his mind.
Kasgar had previously tried to burn the thing with psionic flames, but it didn't seem to work.
If Fugrim weren't so stupid, who could you possibly fool with your level of skill?
[Shut up, devil!]
Speak your mind quickly, or shut up. Don't keep making me sick every day.
Did you hear that?
Of course they heard it, but how could the devil let it go so easily?
Perhaps this guy named Kasgar can protect his mind from being read by it, but what about Fugrim?
This Purple Phoenix will not have the same ability to resist.
It looked at Fugrim, who was also in the room, and thought to itself.
"Is this the cursed sword you mentioned?"
Fugrim stepped forward and fiddled with the stabbing sword for a while.
The opportunity is here.
No, actually he coveted this sword. His greed was trying to keep you away from it so he could possess it himself.
His so-called demonic rhetoric is nothing but a lie and cannot be trusted.
As if in disguise, exactly as Fugrim thought, the demon began its whispers.
"what!"
"Casgar, so your purpose was this sword!"
Fugrim looked at Kasgar in surprise.
That's right!
The demon was overjoyed at the sight.
I can't believe this woman is so naive; she was easily fooled—
"If you want—"
Then...
Then let's give it to him.
Fugrim chuckled and handed the dagger to Kasgar.
【...】
【? 】
What I mean is, he was clearly only thinking of himself, and this kind of egregious behavior deserves a much harsher punishment!
"Yes!"
Fugrim continued to think as if waking from a dream.
How could we just let that wicked Casca get away like that?
"Wait, Casca."
"You mean... there's actually a demon sealed inside this sword?"
"Yes."
Kasgar took it with some confusion, not quite understanding why Fugrim's expression changed so quickly.
You're lying!
She confidently pointed at the other person, who had an innocent-looking face: "I don't believe you unless you let me have a medical checkup!"
"Let me see if there's a demon residing within you!"
With a predator's grin, Fugrim lunged at Kasgar with a wicked smile.
"Hey, wait!"
"Not now, no!"
Don't?
Fugrim didn't care about any of that.
As long as we can find an excuse to "teach Casca a lesson," that's enough.
......
Umm ummm ummm ummm...
Can you stop for a moment?
[Please pause for a moment, everyone.]
【Hey! Stop!!!】
Stop kissing me!!!
Listen to me, let me finish speaking!
No one paid any attention to it.
From the beginning until now, it's just those two people doing this and that.
They didn't care at all about its existence as a demon.
This made it feel extremely disrespected.
Madam, please respect my profession.
Especially considering that it is a Slaanesh demon, it seems that in some ways the Forgrim is even more ferocious than the Slaanesh.
This made it difficult for it to accept.
Anxious.
Even after being sealed within the sword for countless years, none of them had ever been as unbearable as this moment.
After all, there is no concept of time in the subspace, but there is in the real world.
"Are you ready? If you are, then listen to me. Actually, the treacherous Casca—"
"Hmph, as expected, a treacherous Casca!"
"They hid the demon so well that even my Imperial War Marshal Fugrim couldn't find it!"
"Ugh... Ugh!"
Casca tried to explain.
"It seems that more... instruction is needed!"
Seemingly still wanting more, Fugrim licked her lips and then went to meet him again.
demon:【......】
【Hello!】
[Wait a minute, let me finish!]