Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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"But if you ask me... your current situation might win you the favor of many of the empire's citizens."

However, judging from the current situation, morale may only rise in some obscure areas, and will only decline in the rest of the time.

For example, when he was brutally mocked by the scoundrels' die-hard veterans.

"...Still making sarcastic remarks. So, do you have any good ideas?"

“I do have another option – since you don’t want to be in the limelight right now, and I need the Ultramarines and the people of the Empire to build momentum for my future return to Holy Terra.”

"—You want to return to Holy Terra?"

During Casca's speech, Loriman seemed to overhear the topic that she cared about most.

"You...you want to become the new regent of the empire?"

In her incredulous tone, there was a look that contained relief, comfort, and pity.

Logically speaking, such an expression should never appear on the face of a little girl who is about ten years old.

"Okay! It's a deal!"

She placed her hand heavily on the shoulder joint of Casca's power armor (the outer armor was too high for her to reach).

"I'm leaving this matter to you, Casca. You truly are a talent the Emperor values!"

"I believe in you. You can definitely achieve your dream of saving Terra and reviving the human empire!!!"

it is good!

This matter is now in your hands!

"Hey! Don't run, Guilliman!!!"

"Come back here right now!"

......

Pamelio, outside the city.

"What are you laughing at, you skinny guy?"

On the construction site where the workers were clearing the ground, a burly foreman directed a question to the tall, pale-faced construction worker beside him.

Although this guy was extremely tall, he was very thin, perhaps due to illness, and his complexion was not very healthy.

However, those on the front lines fighting Nurgle can't worry about all that, as long as there are no infectious diseases.

But seeing that he was quite tall and strong, the foreman took him in.

For some reason, ever since that living saint girl possessed by the emperor paraded through the streets, this skinny guy has been laughing every now and then.

"nothing......"

He raised his face, which was fitted with a unique respirator.

"I was just thinking about some happy things."

Chapter 257 The Emperor! The Emperor has possessed my body!

The walls of Pamenio remain as dilapidated as ever.

Under the relentless bombardment of the Nurgle army, the fertile land outside the city has been transformed into a muddy swamp, a marshland teeming with various diseases and exuding a strange, sweet fragrance.

Fortunately, the resistance in Pamenio is still using the high temperatures of promethium flames and disinfectant to contain the spreading corruption, and the evil offspring of the plague god have not yet replaced them.

Nevertheless, the suffering beings who have gathered here from all corners of the planet are filling every corner of the city—thankfully, this is the world of Ultramar 500, which is extremely well-governed. There are no hives, the kind of facilities that plague gods love most—this undoubtedly poses a significant obstacle to the spread of Nurgle's disease.

Even so, the streets of the capital were still packed with migrants who had come from other cities.

The Nurgle cult, spreading like wildfire, lurks in the shadows, eager to spread Nurgle's blessings to every corner of the world.

Only when people can gather together and share the disease can they take the opportunity to escape isolation and spread the plague and disease they carry.

Just like today—whether the Ultramarines were stimulated by something or they truly believed the rumors of the [Cursed] returning to the world, they actually lifted the isolation restrictions on refugees between different areas, allowing everyone to go to the central square as soon as possible to receive purification from the Living Saint.

And witness the true arrival of the Emperor's miracle!

"Hurry up, only those in the front row can receive the Emperor's favor!"

"What kind of imperial favor is this...? What on earth is this...?"

"She is the incarnation of the Emperor! Haven't you heard? She is about to save us all from all diseases in the square!"

"That living saint who has manifested his power?"

Compared to the Ox-Headed and Horse-Face that appear in other Nest City worlds, although he is sallow-faced, emaciated, and plagued by diseases, at least he still looks like a human.

With the Ultramarines doing their utmost to maintain order, the entire street was crammed with filthy, hungry people—a perfect poisoning spot if any Nurgle cultists had infiltrated.

The orders from Company Commander Sicarius were extremely difficult for the Ultramarines to accept.

But even the remaining ones wouldn't understand. When the second company commander learned that the little girl was his genetic...father?, it would be a million times harder for him to accept than for these clueless Smurfs.

The second company commander's world was collapsing.

If it weren't for the fact that the genetic comparison with the Mechanicus Grand Sage Caul, who had come to Pamenio with them, was completely correct (except for gender), no one would believe that the pouty blonde little girl in front of them was Robout Guilliman, the genetic father of the XIII Legion's Ultramarines.

"I......"

Ultimately, it was the deep-seated genetic identification with her father that led the Second Company Commander to believe that she was Loli Man—although it was hard to accept at first, once you get used to it, you really feel that having a genetic father in the form of a loli is infinitely better than those warbands that are unloved by their fathers and mothers.

Since we can't refuse this reality, we can only enjoy it!

Sicarius eventually accepted this and ordered a procession to be prepared in Pamenio—under the imperial power guided by Guilliman, they could revive the civilians and warriors who had been almost completely desperate.

In this time when crisis is about to ravage Makula, faith is often the most precious thing in the world.

And it's also an honor!

The Emperor's Light did not descend upon Chapter Commander Kargar or that coward, Company Commander Agman. After the Father of Genes transformed into a little girl, he did not immediately seek out the two who were ahead of them in the order of priority, but instead chose him!

The invincible Cato Sicarius!

This guy's love for medals and honor led him to add a new layer of medal armor on top of his power armor.

Driven by a sense of honor, large numbers of civilians came to the city square, which had just been cleared of all the rubble and debris—from the clock tower-like buildings around it that had not yet been completely destroyed by enemy fire, one could catch a glimpse of the once bustling scene.

But now, all that remains are ruins and broken walls, and countless civilians trapped in despair, waiting for the "Emperor" to save them.

thump...

As the bells at the top of the highest clock tower rang, the previously noisy parade finally quieted down for a moment, thanks to the efforts of rows of Smurfs and the Astral Guard.

Surrounded by several Imperial Sisters and priests, the blonde little girl, rumored to possess divine power, walked towards the suffering crowd amidst cheers and applause.

She wore a laurel wreath, and her petite body was draped in an oversized blue and gold coat bearing the Ultra Warrior U-shaped logo.

—Although I don’t know why the emperor’s leader would choose this, or who gave him these clothes.

"Um......"

The little girl looked down upon all living beings from beneath the golden throne.

The once prosperous and peaceful world of Ultramar 500 has become as filthy and ugly as it is now. After losing themselves, the Ultramarines and the entire human empire have once again fallen into stagnation and decay.

Now, he—no, it should be her—having lost all her power, could only rely on the imperial power that she would never have used before. Although she was unwilling to admit it, it seemed that she could only provide them with the slightest bit of help by relying on the power of her imperial father, whom she least wanted to acknowledge.

It's all Magnus's fault.

If I have the chance to meet him again after I recover, I will definitely fight and kill that fallen brother one-on-one!

Unfortunately, Loriman is now unable to wield her powerful abilities, nor can she continue her paperwork as regent.

...No...that's right!

Now, Loliman has lost not only her fighting ability, but also her previously prized farming ability!

How to do?

—What else can I do but go back to my hometown and farm?

Thinking of this, Guilliman's cloudy and tired eyes, which had been working overtime for seven thousand years after the Great Expedition, suddenly brightened.

It turns out that Magnus was Guilliman's greatest benefactor!

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!"

"Save us! Emperor! We are willing to worship you as a god!"

"Please, have pity on us!"

On the newly filled-in, simple square, mortals knelt and prayed for her divine grace, forming circles around her. They cried out, having rushed to the square in the drizzling rain, just to witness the imperial miracle they had never seen before.

Under everyone's gaze, Loli Man, draped in heavy U-group clothing, stood up and slowly walked towards the location of the sub-group battle leaders stationed behind her.

To maintain the emperor's divinity, Loliman will not speak at present.

She simply pointed lightly at Casca, whose face was filled with astonishment.

"That's right!"

After you pull off this last job, you'll be free, Guilliman!

You have to hold on!

"Ahhhh!!!"

Bear!

Without a word, the instant Loriman pointed at the Space Marine, a burst of intense fire, accompanied by a flash of psionic lightning, erupted directly onto the squadron leader.

"This is......"

Before anyone present could react, the squad leader, who was engulfed in flames, stood up again in the next moment.

In an instant, countless surging psionic flames erupted from Kasgar's body almost simultaneously, bursting into flames towards the crowd present.

After the intense golden-red flames had passed, the civilians who had been panicked and terrified by the sudden fire were quickly replaced by cheers and shouts of jubilation.

"My body! I can finally feel my hands again!"

"It's healed! It's really healed! My mother is cured! The Emperor has appeared to us, it really is the Emperor appearing to us!!!"

"Praise be to the Emperor!"

The Emperor has truly appeared!

For the first time, the skeptical crowd experienced something tangible, rather than the divine miracles of the emperor as rumored by others.

The Emperor's flames can burn away all filth without harming the innocent.

Of course, while purifying the innocent, several cultists who had infiltrated the crowd were instantly burned to ashes by the golden-red flames.

This must be the power of an emperor!

As the flames that could cure all diseases and cleanse impurities swept across every inch of the crowded square, shouts a thousand times more enthusiastic than before erupted from every corner of the square.

This was exactly what Casca had agreed upon with Loriman beforehand.

Through their acting skills, Casgar was able to demonstrate the Emperor's favor and divine intervention without revealing his true identity.

On the one hand, this would allow Casgar to gain the support of the Ultramarines and many civilians within the Empire, and on the other hand, it would allow him to seize command of the campaign from Cato Sicarius.

Even if this second company commander loved honor, he wouldn't dare to go against his original body even if he had ten times the courage.

Having been able to command so many Ultramarines to shake the earth, Kasgar can now also freely unleash some of his own fire power in the name of the Emperor.

Casca calls it—"Invoking the Father!"

Good acting, brother, good acting.

wrong.

Casca glanced at the little girl Loliman.

We can no longer be considered brothers...

With a slightly exaggerated twitch, Kaska finally stood up again, his eyes blazing with intense psionic light.

"Her body couldn't withstand my strength—"

With the infusion of psychic energy, Kasgar's voice now possesses a natural reverberation and echo, like that of an emperor.

"Now, unite around me, and together we will cleanse the warp of its corruption and filth!"

This is truly a sign of an emperor descending upon the world!