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Although Forgrim could tell from the expressions of the two Primarchs that they were not convinced, there was no better option than to pull them apart urgently at this moment.
Watching the two Primarchs leave angrily with their respective personal guards, Vograim sighed deeply.
.......
The good news is that, perhaps fearing being caught in the crossfire, Casca was finally released back to the Imperial Pride by Philosopher the day after the standoff ended.
Under normal circumstances, Phyllis is unlikely to let go, but it is clear that continuing to provoke Fugrim after offending Mortalian is an unwise choice.
And so, with the help of numerous anti-psychic restraint packages and automatons, Kasgar was finally able to board the shuttle back to the Emperor's Pride.
—With her face covered in lipstick.
Casca didn't understand why Philus was doing this.
After all, in her view, these outward embellishments were nothing more than a ridiculous act of emotionally trying to cover up one's own flaws, and were something to be discarded.
But perhaps to vent her anger, or perhaps to deliberately provoke Forgrim's jealousy, she did it anyway.
They even deliberately covered it with another layer when they sent it back.
Casca was also complaining bitterly.
If I go back like this, won't Fugrim just cleave him into a bloody mist with one sword?
And so, with Kasgar filled with trepidation, he was finally transported to Fugrim by the automatons, his entire body bound by anti-psychic energy, like a silkworm in its cocoon.
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"Casgar!!!"
Before she could even remove the anti-psychic restraints from him, Fugrim used her Primarch speed to push the automatons back dozens of meters and hugged Kasgar.
Kasgar felt a burning liquid flowing down beside him; it was Fugrim's tears.
"Forgrim, I'm sorry it's because of me—"
Promise me you won't leave without permission from now on.
"Please untie this for me first; there are so many imperial princes watching—"
Promise me you won't leave without permission again!
"...Okay, I promise you."
"!"
And so, helplessly watching the Phoenix Guards and numerous Imperial Commanders standing behind him, who seemed to be digging their toes into the ground, Kasgar was being held by Fugrim, who was unreasonably wrapped up in an anti-psychic restraint device like a dumpling.
And he was greeted by the gazes of everyone, whether of blessings, silence, or pity, as he walked across the decks and various cabins until he entered the door of the original body's bedroom.
Clang!
"Don't follow us! Phoenix Guards, disband!"
As he spoke, Fugrim impatiently hooked the door shut with his heel, making a dull thud.
The Phoenix Guards standing outside the door looked at each other in bewilderment.
At that moment, they began to pray silently in their hearts.
Fugrim has been very angry lately.
Casca is in a tough spot.
......
After completing the cleanup of the Azure Crystal Alliance and paying tribute to Aqua and the many fallen soldiers, the Emperor's Son's fleet immediately left the area amidst the increasingly turbulent warp storm.
Fugrim simply couldn't believe that her Primarch sister, Filus, would betray her and her husband, Kasgar.
We'll still ask for help.
If Kasgar hadn't said it was due to the influence of the Medusa Blade in his hand, Fugrim would have rushed up and fought the opponent to the death right now.
It was Casca who stopped her.
“We cannot act rashly now,” Kasgar said. “The best course of action is to return to Holy Terra immediately, report the situation to the Emperor, and let him handle it himself.”
In addition, try not to provoke any further disputes.
"Should we contact Mortalian and take this opportunity to capture her together?"
"...It's best not to."
Phyllis is now on the verge of being affected by the Demon Sword. If we continue to push her too far, she might just receive the true Blessing of Chaos in a moment of desperation.
Kasgar feared that when the Blessing of Chaos truly descended, their two small Primarch Legions would face more than just the blessing of a wicked god.
It was a true selection by the four gods.
—In fact, Slaanesh's blessing alone is enough to cause a lot of trouble. The record of Iron's 10,000 defeating Emperor's 50,000 seems to be right before our eyes. Kasgar really doesn't have the confidence to gamble his own resources here.
"Let's go! Let the Emperor handle this!!!"
......
Shortly thereafter, the funeral was held aboard the Imperial Pride.
All three Primarchs arrived at the flagship. Although the atmosphere was tense, a conflict was temporarily averted for the sake of Aqua.
Kaska looked at Philus, who had come to visit, and seemed unusually downcast.
He wanted to go over and offer some words of comfort, but given his current status—his sensitive identity that had sparked a fight between the two Primarchs—it was not appropriate to say anything to Phyllis at this moment.
And so, the funeral ended in silence, with even the once close friends, Fugrim and Phyllis, unable to exchange a single word.
The hatred of having one's husband stolen is irreconcilable.
Shortly after that, after seeing his guests off, Fugrim immediately ordered the Emperor's Sons' fleet to leave.
Mortalian left angrily, having nothing more to say to Phyllis.
Phyllis was left alone, not knowing what to do.
what to do......
What should I do...?
Why did I end up in this situation?
Those who try to prove they don't need emotions will ultimately be consumed by the backlash of their emotions.
The more you try to prove your strength, the more it reveals that you are actually a ridiculously weak person.
You have never been a rational being; this is all just a self-righteous pretense.
"camouflage......?"
That's right, it's a disguise.
You will never become—
【War Commander】
At that moment, endless darkness engulfed Philus's entire body.
......
Subspace, the Emperor's Pride.
An endless, turbulent, and ever-changing warp storm blocked their path to Holy Terra.
"This is......"
Casca looked out the window with a somber expression.
The real war has begun.
Chapter 193 The False Emperor
......
"I was there on the day Horus killed the Emperor."
This was a joke that Torgarden had been telling throughout the Legion these days, stating the facts while subtly employing a blasphemous double entendre.
It was a very tricky joke.
In the Council of the Four Kings, Abaddon thought it was a boring thing and not worth publicizing; Cyranus did not want to bother with Togardon over such a matter.
As for Horus Asimand the Younger, although he wanted to laugh after hearing this, he ultimately managed to hold it in.
And Loken...
He was not a member of the Council of Four Kings.
At least this time, he doesn't have to be.
......
Taira, the capital of the Holy Land.
This planet is also called Terra. It is located not far from the Interles Federation where Kasgar was before. It was the world that Horus and his Shadowmoon Wolves Legion discovered while they were searching for it.
And perhaps it was just a coincidence that the human leader who ruled this world also called himself an emperor.
Not only was he an emperor, but he also called himself the emperor of all mankind, just like the human lord who is now in Holy Terra.
He led people through the ravaged years of subspace storms, escaping the great upheaval and steadfastly safeguarding human sovereignty and the rule of law.
As for all the difficulties and problems he is currently facing, he said it is only because he is playing a grand game, and everything is within the "Emperor's" ingenious calculations.
This is infuriating.
What kind of centaur gold ring do you have that makes you worthy of calling yourself an emperor?
Horus had no intention of confronting him, but it was clear that there should not be two emperors in the human empire.
Especially given that one of them is utterly unworthy to call himself emperor as the ruler of humanity.
For ease of reference, the Shadowmoon Wolves chose to call this arrogant and conceited fellow the "False Emperor," and the planet that called itself Terra was renamed "Divine Capital Terra."
But perhaps their arrogance blinded them to the terrifying strength of the Shadow Moon Wolf Fleet, leading them to believe that they could rule this place forever and remain emperors forever.
But this is not possible.
The rulers who control this galaxy call it Terra, the homeland of humanity. Faced with Horus's diplomatic request, they did not choose to surrender and acknowledge the emperor of holy Terra as the lord of mankind.
Instead, he angrily denounced Horus's foolishness and presumption, for daring not to surrender quickly in the face of the emperor, which was truly treasonous.
Horus was amused.
But despite the jokes, Terra is currently largely the same as the human empire, possessing almost identical political systems and ideologies. If one can persuade the other to join through diplomatic means, a very simple reorganization is all it takes to make it part of the human empire's territory.
Even apart from the Imperial Truth Proclaimers, nothing has changed at all.
And who are the members who can serve as diplomatic envoys...?
“Let Cyranus go. He is the most capable and thoughtful commander in the Council of the Four Kings.”
Horus made these arrangements.
And so, Seyanus boarded the ship bound for the divine capital of Terra.
Of course, he couldn't be the only one.
Ahriman, from the former Thousand Sons Legion, also applied to join the diplomatic operation.
After the Thousand Sons were completely swallowed up by the dust of history, according to the various bureaucratic reassignments, Ahriman, as the most powerful psionic under Magnus, led a group of former Thousand Sons Space Marines to join the Shadowmoon Wolf Legion.
After a relatively short period of training, Ahriman became a member of the Shadowmoon Wolves.
Ahriman: I've been a Shadowmoon Wolf for a long time, I've even become a member of the Shadowmoon Wolf clan.
In fact, this situation was not unprecedented and was an open secret among the various Astartes Legions. When the Second and Eleventh Legions were split up, many people were assigned to the command of Rogodorn and Guilliman, acknowledging them as their adoptive fathers.
In most cases, the Thousand Sons Legion could be dealt with through diplomatic missions, so Ahriman, who had extensive experience in diplomatic negotiations, naturally boarded the ship bound for the divine capital Terra along with Cyyanus.
......
On the horizon, around the broad basalt base of the palace, Cyyanus, as the leader of the delegation, completed the landing of the Stormbird.
This place does indeed have some of the style of the sacred Terra.
Although it was far from being large enough in terms of scale and the extent of its gold coverage, it could still be considered a civilized and prosperous human empire.