Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 75: I poured a cup of tea for Old Man Huang and I felt it (Please subscribe)

Before entering the king's reception room, Alpharius stopped and spoke like an Astarte.

"Emperor, Primarch, I should not be a part of your conversations."

"I will guard outside the door to prevent anyone from interrupting your conversation."

The corners of Nimrod's mouth twitched slightly, but he said nothing, allowing Alpharius to continue his disguise.

He sent a message to Howard and the others who were chasing him, "I have something to discuss with my distinguished guest. You all go and do your own things."

Then, Nimrod and the Emperor of Mankind walked into the King's reception room. Alpharius stood at the door with a spear in his hand, like a loyal guard.

Howard and others who received the news were full of confusion. After they saw the man in the golden robe, their minds went blank. They did not hear the conversation between the two and did not know what happened.

Now having received the news from the king and seeing a giant blocking the road, he could only leave with questions.

In the king's reception room, Ning Lu picked up the teapot and poured tea for Old Man Huang and himself.

"Please enjoy this black tea from the cradle of the sea."

The Human Emperor picked up the golden teacup, took a sip, and a faint expression of enjoyment appeared on his face.

"Top note: bergamot, middle note: wild berry, base note: cedar."

"Yes, I have never tasted black tea of ​​such good quality."

This is grown by "farmers". Ordinary people certainly cannot grow crops of this quality.

As Nimrod was thinking, he suddenly felt his spirit become more lively, and something in his body seemed to melt.

[This... is clearly feedback, the Briber potion has digested a little.]
A hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes. The difficulty of digesting the potion increased with the advancement of the sequence. Now, the simple action of pouring tea produced a significant digestion effect.

[Hmm... From birth, the Emperor has assumed the fate of the "Dark Lord," a symbol of the end and death. Once he accepts his fate, he should be at least an Old One.

Even if he didn't accept it, he was still close to being a true god, or even a true god. Even the slightest feedback to a Sequence 7 would be amplified countless times, so it was reasonable for him to have a sense of digestion.

But…bribery is supposed to be about getting benefits, and all I got was a compliment that wasn't directed at me personally, so some feedback was missing.]
While Ning Lu was thinking, he poured another cup for Old Man Huang.

The Emperor of Mankind did not drink the second cup, as he turned his gaze towards Nimrod.

"Tell me how you conquered Vostronia and made this world so prosperous."

Nimrod nodded, and within seconds he had composed a complete story using the logic of a "lawyer", naturally concealing matters related to the potion sequence, and telling it with "extraordinary eloquence".

"...I was attacked by Ogryn, and in that critical moment, my genetic memory awakened."

"..."

The Emperor's eyes sparkled as he listened to Nimrod's vivid narration, and was brought into the story of the Eleventh Primarch's lonely struggle.

The abilities displayed by the Primarch did not exceed his expectations, but he spent five years reforming Vostroya and building the Exemplary City, which made him feel that the Primarch was wasting the abilities he had given him.

"Reform will slow you down. Preserving the existing system and using Vostronia as your base is the most efficient approach."

"You will achieve greater success if you conquer immediately."

"Then it will be easier for you to integrate numerous worlds and develop a prosperous civilization."

Ning Lu shook his head. This was something he had to make clear to Old Man Huang.

"I don't think so. There will always be worlds to be conquered in the vast galaxy, and construction will never begin."

“Since we are going to start construction, let’s start now.”

As Ningluo spoke, he picked up a steel chair from the side. He clasped his hands together and the stool was flattened. He pulled and twisted it and turned it into a spiral.

"I believe that conquest and development are not in conflict, but rather can promote each other."

"The people who sincerely support me will become the driving force of my conquest. They will drag the world forward, not just act like a war machine or a component of the chariot." "If you want me to follow you to the stars, you must allow me to implement my own ideals and bring true prosperity to those worlds while conquering them."

As the "Black Emperor", he must establish his own order.

The Emperor of Mankind was silent for ten seconds before he spoke.

"I agree with your request. You can implement it according to your ideas."

When he said this, his eyes flickered and his tone contained a warning.

"You should prioritize the expedition and reintegrate the lost human civilization into the empire. This is your top priority."

Ninglu knew that Old Man Huang had a huge and complicated plan. He had mastered "sympathetic magic" 30,000 years ago and used it to deduce the overall plan.

He showed part of it to Malcador and a small portion to the others.

For thirty thousand years, Old Man Huang has been preparing for his plan.

This includes the Empire's ongoing "Great Crusade" and the "Webway Project" being carried out secretly, which are all part of his plan.

Old Man Huang didn't know when the four vendors would come to interfere with his plan, so he could only speed up his pace to carry it out.

He would not tell anyone his complete plan, and Nimrod did not want to know his plan.

Not only did he know that the Emperor's plan would fail, he also knew that the plan itself was flawed.

The Primarch Vorkan personally walked through a section of the Webway completed by the Old Ones and the Emperor. He commented that the latter was barely usable and could only be considered a flawed copy compared to the original.

If the ancient saints' webway is a high-speed passage, the emperor's can only be regarded as a dirt road.

Even if the "Webway Project" succeeds, it can only partially meet the needs of subspace navigation and cannot free mankind from the fate of relying on the Supreme Heaven.

Ning Lu didn't know whether the four vendors had interfered with Old Man Huang's deduction of "sympathetic magic".

But it was obvious that the plan he deduced had major flaws. Even if it was not destroyed by Magnus in the future, the "Webway Project" would not achieve his expected results if it succeeded.

The Primarch is an important part of Old Man Huang's "Great Crusade" plan, and Nimrod will meet his needs in his own way.

Nimrod was confident that his legion would not be the last in terms of achievements.

"I will do my best and will not let you down."

After receiving the Emperor's promise, he decided to offer his loyalty, just like Lion El'Jonson, treating the Emperor as a monarch rather than a father and son.

"Emperor of Mankind, I pledge my loyalty to you and will aid you in the Great Crusade."

"it is good."

The Emperor smiled as he continued.

"You will soon meet your brother, Horus, the first Primarch I recovered."

When Ningluo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

[You are right, Alpharius and Omegan are soul twins, the one outside is only half.]
"You will be reunited with your gene-children, known as the Reapers, led by Horus."

"Each of them is a powerful and efficient warrior. I hope you can lead them to even greater success."

"You must first return to Terra, the homeland of humanity. There, a festival will be held to celebrate the return of the Second Primarch."

A glimmer of understanding flashed across Ningluo's eyes. He knew that every time the Primarch returned, it was a political performance by Old Man Huang. He would use it to inspire the people and resolve other political issues that needed to be resolved at the time.

This celebration took place for every returning Primarch, with the exception of Alpharius, and Horus's celebration lasted for an entire Terran moon.

"My Lord, I do not want to go to Holy Terra now."

(End of this chapter)