Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 76 Old Man Huang Rewards My Enthusiasm (First Order)
"Why?"

The Emperor of Mankind asked in confusion.

"I haven't done anything for the Empire yet, so I shouldn't be celebrated."

"I wish to lead the legion and conquer the lost human colonies. When I have achieved enough glory, I will return to Terra to be celebrated."

Ningluo had no interest in going to Terra to gain reputation, as the round trip was a waste of time.

He also knew that it was the early days of the Great Crusade and his Queen of Glory class was probably not yet completed.

He couldn't ask about the progress directly, so he could only say this.

As for when his achievements would be sufficient, it would naturally be when the legion's flagship was built and he could accomplish two things in one trip.

The emperor looked at Nimrod with his eyes full of admiration. Nimrod's enthusiasm made him very satisfied as he was under time pressure.

"Okay, great, I'll support you."

"I have prepared for you a Glorious Queen-class battleship, still under construction in the docks on Mars, but I will provide you with a powerful vessel, a glorious relic of ancient human civilization."

"The priests of Mars brought me your data. The best armorers in the galaxy forged your armor on the moon. It is in the ship of your descendants."

A smile appeared on the Emperor's face, and he spoke in a slightly teasing tone.

"I know you enjoy all sorts of unique items, and I will also open my flagship's private treasury to you, so you can choose an item from it."

"This is a reward for your enthusiasm. I hope you won't let me down."

Nimrod felt visibly digested. His unintentional behavior actually met the requirements of playing the role of "briber".

With the feedback of the benefits, the digestion effect was more obvious than before, and he felt that he had reached a new node.

He didn't expect there would be such a pleasant surprise.

The battleship that Old Man Huang was talking about should be a battleship from the "Dark Age of Technology" and must be a powerful battleship.

However, Ningluo valued Old Man Huang's treasure house more. Born in the eighth century BC, he possessed divine power. There must be a lot of good things in the treasure house of his flagship, and he would definitely find high-sequence potion materials.

He was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"My Lord, please allow me to hold a banquet for you and announce to my men and all of Vostronia the return of the Empire."

"can."

Nimrod immediately sent a message to Yelena Kournikova: "Prepare a grand banquet, of the highest standard."

"Notify all the top leaders of Vostronia to attend the banquet. I have something important to announce."

On the other end of the call channel, Yelena was scolding the head of the intelligence department. Two powerful and conspicuous outsiders actually came directly to the king's palace, and she, the head of the cabinet, did not even receive a report.

Now after hearing what Nimrod said, she had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen.

"Yes, my king."

"Order my factory to build a throne out of gold. I have sent you the blueprints."

The heads of each group and the patriarchs of each hive family who had received the notice all arrived at the ceremonial hall in advance wearing black formal attire.

They were surprised to find that the throne, which symbolized the king's unification of Vostronia and was decorated with thirty-three crowns as trophies, had been moved from the highest point of the platform to stand sideways on the left side.

There is an additional throne on the right side. It is slightly smaller, but made of gold, and is actually higher than the throne on the left.

The guests were puzzled, as there was no one in Vostronia with a higher status than the king.

Only a few well-informed people had received news of the two outsiders in Riniban.

On the palace dome, the golden hands of the black clock turned to the moment symbolizing the night of Kaiban.

The bell rang, and three figures walked out. Everyone looked at the two outsiders curiously.

The man in the golden robe was the shortest, yet he exuded a majestic aura like a mountain, even overwhelming the two giants. Nimrod surpassed the other giant in both size and presence.

Everyone looked at the other giant curiously. Compared with Nimrod and the other man, he was not so unbearable to look at directly. However, when their eyes fell on the lifelike multi-headed snake on the right side of his cheek, they still felt uncomfortable and immediately looked away.

Alpharius stood behind the golden throne, and the Emperor sat peacefully.

Nimrod stood before his throne, feeling the Briber potion digest a little.

He glanced at the crowd, taking in their curiosity, worry, and anxiety.

"Before the banquet begins, I have an important announcement to make."

His voice filled the entire banquet hall, and everyone listened with bated breath.

"All of us in Vostronia and Cradle of the Sea, we all have one homeland—Tara."

"We set foot on the stars, founded human colonies, only to be separated by the storms of the Warp."

"When warlords on Terra were clashing, the Lord of Mankind stood up. He unified humanity's home planet and was determined to bring the scattered humans of the galaxy together under a single empire."

He turned around and looked at Old Man Huang.

"Now, Lord of Mankind, the Emperor has come to Vostroya."

"I have sworn allegiance to him. Now you should also swear allegiance to the master of the Golden Throne."

Nimrod spoke slowly, and everyone was shocked when they heard about Terra, the Lord of Mankind, and the Emperor.

They were stunned for a moment before looking towards the golden throne.

At this moment, the Emperor of Mankind also presented himself to everyone with a perfect image.

What everyone sees is the perfect image in their mind.

They subconsciously followed Nimrod's instructions and knelt on one knee according to Vostroyan etiquette.

"We pledge allegiance to the Emperor, Master of Mankind."

A smile spread across the Emperor's face. "I accept your allegiance. Rise."

He said approvingly, "You have done well under the leadership of my descendant, Nimrod."

"From now on, you must continue to work hard, be loyal to Nimrod, and create new glory."

"Let the party begin, let's enjoy this moment."

Yelena habitually looked at Ningluo, and after seeing him nod, she pressed the communication bead in her ear.

"The party begins."

Everyone walked to their seats in silence, they had not yet accepted this sudden change.

Chefs in white came in one after another, pushing food carts covered with ice sculptures, and the air was filled with the fresh aroma of seafood and ingredients.

The crystal clear oysters, lying on crushed ice, are plump and meaty, paired with special lemon juice and vanilla sauce. With a light sip, the sweetness and sourness intertwine in the mouth, awakening every cell of the taste buds.

The colorful sashimi platter, with the pink and tender tuna, the plump salmon, and the sweet shrimp, each piece is cut as thin as a cicada's wing and the plating is exquisite, pleasing to the eye like a work of art.

The huge lobsters stand proudly, their shells are bright in color and their meat is firm and chewy. After being steamed, they retain the purest freshness and are garnished with minced garlic and chopped green onions.

The sweet shrimp solidified into an ice ball in liquid nitrogen at minus 196 degrees Celsius, and burst into an amber flash when it fell into the White Lasvolt.

The guests had no appetite for food, as they were still pondering what joining the human empire would bring to Vostronia.

Eleven working cycles later, the huge fleet led by Horus jumped out of the warp and arrived in the Vostroya system.

(End of this chapter)