Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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How dare someone of this caliber claim to be the son of an emperor?

You're so angry that even your ancestors came back to life!

Casgar felt as if his hands were about to strike these worthless sons of the emperor again.

"Is this the ability of the Emperor's Son Battle Commander?!"

"Who else dares to come up and challenge us?"

......

"Is that all?"

"Is this the ability of the emperor's son?"

"Or is it that you have absolutely no sense of honor whatsoever?"

"..."

Looking at the mysterious being standing in the fortress monastery, shouting angrily, Titus also looked at the other with a gaze that was a mixture of sympathy and relief.

Although the other party was currently dressed as an ordinary son of an emperor, judging from his surging rage, Titus could tell his identity without even having to guess.

Casca.

This hero, once the son of an emperor, could not help but feel sorry for the prince after seeing his current state of depravity and decadence.

call.

Luckily he's an Ultra Warrior... otherwise he would have looked terrible.

He at least considered himself an extreme warrior.

If Robert Guilliman, the father of his genes, were to wake up and see that the human empire he had ruled for seven thousand years had become such a wretched sight, he would surely be just as angry as he was in Casca.

I hope he's alright.

"Quick! Sound the alarm and stop him from causing further destruction!"

After their initial panic, the sons of the emperor anxiously raised their ornate longswords to block Casgar.

The emperor's son, who had only ever served in ceremonial guards (and other species), had never seen anything like this before.

Although these people appeared to be blocking Casca's advance, their posture, body language, and the trembling in their voices suggested that they had never encountered the current situation before.

After all, even the leader of the battle group, who had always been the face of the battle group and possessed the strongest combat power, was defeated by the enemy in one blow. What use would these little minions be if they went up there to die?

If the battle leader can't even last one round, how can they?

The morale of the entire Son of the Emperor was on the verge of complete collapse.

Casca: "......"

The sons of emperors have not only forgotten their past glory.

They had even completely forgotten the combat techniques that Kasgar had taught them before, such as how to spread out when facing powerful enemies!

One or two of them were shaking like leaves, and they were all standing in a row in front of each other. They didn't know how to spread out their positions to fly the kite!

He forgot everything he had been taught!

No, it seems there is more.

Just as Casca was about to give each of them a giant sinus, a sharp whooshing sound came from behind him.

Sizzle.....

The rapiers struck Kasgar's psionic shield, and seeing that the attack had failed, the assassin concealed himself again and retreated rapidly, preparing to look for another opportunity to attack.

at last!

After being ambushed, Cascafy felt no anger, but rather a surge of joy from the bottom of his heart.

really!

I told you, there are still some capable fighters among the Emperor's Sons!

Even if the entire battle group is utterly corrupt, decadent, and worthless, there are still a few individuals who can shoulder the responsibility.

They shouldn't be so useless that the entire battle group is incompetent.

The rapier that just launched a sneak attack was fast, accurate, and ruthless, clearly the work of a swordsman who had studied swordsmanship extensively.

Although this is merely the average level of a typical Astartes monk, Casgar has already lowered his expectations for the Emperor's Son by a dangerously low margin...

He would be very happy if there was even one human among all the sons of the emperor.

Then, before Kasgar could even show a relieved smile, he saw that the Emperor's Son swordsman behind him seemed to have some medicine canisters attached to his power backpack.

And those medicine bottles seemed to be infusing him with new strength at that moment.

That's right, medication.

In these fortieth millenniums, the son of the emperor has survived to this day, so it is impossible that he has no fighting power at all.

Although the entire legion was irreversibly marching toward decadence and depravity, some of the emperor's sons seemed to persist in training due to the ancient swordsmanship tradition within the legion, hoping to become qualified and powerful swordsmen.

This is good, but in these ten thousand years, in the countless battles and fights between countless swordsmen of countless generations, something gradually broke the balance between swordsmen's duels.

—Stimulant.

This potion, originally intended to allow Space Marines to put on a final stand even after being severely wounded or exhausted, gradually became popular in the duels of the Emperor's Sons.

In the early duels between the imperial princes, winning or losing was not so important; honor was the primary concern.

Those who use drugs illegally will be looked down upon by everyone in the warband.

But as time went on, a trend of thinking that everyone was using it, and that I would be losing out if I didn't, gradually spread throughout the entire Son of the Emperor.

In any case, when you actually go to the battlefield, the alien and chaos enemies won't show you any mercy just because of your self-righteous glory.

In order to strengthen the entire Imperial Prince Battle Group, they will definitely need to vigorously develop even more powerful stimulant drugs.

Drug development has entered the next phase of the arms race.

In addition, the unique number of apothecaries in the Imperial Sons' brigade enabled the entire Imperial Sons' brigade to develop faster and more effective medicines under the influence of the duels.

Furthermore, the Codex Astartes does not impose any restrictions on apothecaries, which conveniently allows the Sons of the Emperor chapter to expand its army.

Amidst this frenzied push from the entire battle group, the entire Imperial Prince was plunged into a competition of drug development and application.

This has become a distinctive feature of the Sons of the Emperor chapter.

The current imperial prince does use medicine, but he only uses a little bit of it during battle.

The sons of emperors are all-natural, but it is unlikely that the sons of emperors can be all-natural.

Upon seeing the bottles and jars behind the other person, Casca's initial relief immediately turned to disappointment.

Insects.

That's absolutely inhuman!

Casca's face grew even more somber.

Is there not a single normal person in the entire battle group?

"Who are you?!"

"I, as the only member of the Imperium of Man worthy of wearing the Aquila Falcon insignia, issue you this warning—lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, or face bullets from the Sons of the Emperor—"

Snapped.

The moment that guy mustered up the courage to speak to Kasgar, a loud psionic slap left him dazed and disoriented.

The Emperor's Son?

Pooh!

I, Casca, have long seen through you nobles; you are all part of Chaos's conspiracy, their instigation and division!

Damn chaos!

How dare you impersonate the emperor's son to deceive me!

Watch me bring you all back to square one!

"Oh! My face, my incredibly handsome face!"

"Stop hitting me, sir! I know you may be acting out of jealousy, but—ah!"

"I...I don't know anything! Ugh...I might tell you anything—"

"It hurts...it feels so good..."

......

tired.

Casca was really tired.

There are no humans left.

In this vast Sons of the Emperor warband, there isn't a single normal human being among them!

Although he had been in a state of extreme rage, to be honest, apart from the first emperor's son he killed, which made him extremely angry, most of the remaining emperor's sons were just beaten up by him.

"Get up, I have something to ask you."

This was also the first time he had revealed his golden-red flames, capable of repairing everything, in front of so many sons of emperors.

As the flames dissipated...

"!"

"This is--"

"father!!!"

"It's Casca! Lord Casca is back!!!"

"Yay! Dad, we're so tired of playing here! When are you going to take us on another expedition to the stars?!"

"It really is Father! Father, please let me see your face, please!"

"Father, do you intend to establish the Emperor's Grandson Battle Group?"

Seeing the throngs of the emperor's sons surrounding him, all eager to fight, Casgar felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

Did you tell them that the Great Expedition was not a vacation?

"roll!"

Kasgar didn't even bother to say anything more to these people. He took a deep breath and then used his psionic powers to pull the chapter commander, who was embedded in the wall, back out.

Golden-red flames surged from Kasgar's hands, engulfing his entire body in the next moment, before Kasgar reached out and gripped him again.

"What do you want to say in your defense, Commander?"

"Hero Kasgar, Father of the Gods... it really is you..."

"Welcome back to...The Emperor's Son."

"Son of the Emperor? Is this your answer to me?" Casca's gaze beneath his helmet grew colder, and the grip on his hand tightened. "Do you really think I'll believe your pathetic excuse?"

"Tell me, among the current sons of emperors, is there anyone who even remotely deserves that title?"

"Where is the Grand Pharmacist, Melusin, now?"

Kaska asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

Rather than suggesting that this person might be going on vacation to other paradise worlds, it's more likely that she's searching for ways to improve her skills across the galaxy.

Perhaps the current Son of the Emperor is ruined, but Casca still believes that the core team of the great apothecaries—the Son of the Emperor headquarters—can be wiped and rebuilt, but Melusin definitely still has a group of capable and idealistic apothecaries.

Because she wasn't twisted enough, she always felt out of place with the emperor's son.

It's the same regardless of the timeline.

It's just that Casca didn't notice her.

“The Emperor’s Son… The Emperor’s Son is no longer something you can control, Father.”

Even as the prince was being held back by Casca and on the verge of death, the warband leader still managed to slip a smile onto his lips.

"You can't kill me... I possess the secret you most desire..."

"You need my help if you still think about saving this hopeless world."