Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 4 Marriage
Kasgar, who transmigrated to the Warhammer world, may not have any cheat codes.

But he has a gold ring.

Sagittarius gold ring.

This is enough.

"I'm thinking"

Fugrim happily raised her left hand, which was adorned with a ring, to take in all of this.

Why?

Why was she able to experience a beauty she had never felt before?

The Primarchs, as the strongest weapons and tools for the "Human Emperors" to carry out their will, are born with the ability to master the technology, wisdom, philosophy, and art accumulated by humanity over countless years.

However, the genetic database of Fugrim does not explain why the still-immature centaur ring would evoke such a strong feeling in her.

Inspiration, art.

nice.

And that indescribable flutter of the heart.

At this moment, violet buds bloomed and burst open in my mind, dyeing all the gloom with vibrant and wild colors.

She wanted to show off, to announce it, and to have countless nobles and commoners celebrate with her and envy her.

Endless thoughts surged forth, countless theatrical, literary, and film works intertwined, surfaced, and surged in her mind in an instant.

"I'm thinking."

"Perhaps in the future, after Chemos is truly liberated, this scene may be captured in the greatest drama."

Like a stage actor, Fugrim gracefully raised her head.

"And it will be sung throughout Chemos, and indeed throughout the entire human world!"

"Perhaps, in the not-too-distant future, the Centaur Gold Ring will surpass the conventional diamond ring and become the best symbol for couples to propose!"

At that moment, she seemed to see a future where the whole world would choose the romantic centaur gold ring.

But it seems Casca doesn't like this result.

I'm super, don't!

He waved his hand frantically, shaking his head wildly from side to side.

Wait a minute, something's not right!

If the centaur's gold ring truly became an engagement ring, then when the emperor appointed Horus as warlord, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be...

!

Casca dared not think about it further!
But it seems that Fugrim misunderstood him.

"Shake your head?"

"You mean this isn't a confession, but just an ordinary gift?"

Fugrim chuckled and squatted down to pinch Kasgar's flushed cheeks.

A boy's blush speaks louder than any sweet words.

"Since you're unwilling to admit it, then let me be the 'bad guy'."

After saying that, she returned to her workbench, took out a gold ingot, and began to carefully hammer it.

Since Casca is too shy to speak up, let her create the most exquisite and perfect gold ring to witness this politically arranged marriage between kindred spirits.

In the future, she will use this as the basis to create the most artistic drama in the world for hundreds of millions of people to enjoy!

Fugrim firmly believes that one day, everyone will propose with a centaur gold ring!
broken.

Watching the swift and agile Forgrim, Kasgar fell into a desperate silence.

Years later, when the Emperor pulls out the Centaur Gold Ring on Ulanor, Casgar Sherlock, the chief lord of the Third Legion, will recall that distant afternoon when he had that sudden inspiration.

a few days later.

Isn't the progress a little too fast?

Casca, who was rarely released from the manor in an official capacity, suddenly thought of something.

But it makes sense when you think about it.

Of the twenty lost Primarchs, the story of Forgrim conquering his homeworld is practically a wish-fulfillment novel.

After showcasing his talent and charisma, he successfully secured power over several fortresses and strongholds on Chemos, winning the affection of almost everyone without firing a single shot. For the next thirty years, until the Emperor's arrival, he lived a happy and leisurely life of farming.

As the Primarch, symbolizing perfection, the smooth progress in reclaiming its home planet was somewhat expected.

The details of the marriage were discussed very smoothly by both parties.

Even if the Sherlock family didn't know how Fugrim knew the name of this youngest son of the family, or why they chose Kasgar, this unknown youngest son, over other promising young talents of the Sherlock family.

However, this is not a big deal.

Ultimately, it was just a political marriage.

It is an alliance between the traditional noble family of Carax Fortress—the Sherlock family—and the rapidly rising new power, the Vogrim.

After the marriage, the Sherlock family would naturally gain a renowned and beloved mechanical expert, and Fugrim could, as she had envisioned, join the elite class of the Carax and acquire noble titles and honors.

She will showcase her talents and ambitions on an even higher level.

Everything is the result of calculations and transactions of interests between the two parties.

In terms of family interests, it was ultimately not important which son of the Sherlock family patriarch Fugrim chose.

But... is it really not important?

Casgar Sherlock looked around the room warily.

The engagement ceremony was held at the manor of the Upper Fortress. The venue was lavishly decorated, surrounded by lush and neatly trimmed shrubs, with ribbons tied to two ancient trees at the entrance displaying lines of characters written in ornate High Gothic calligraphy.

Although supplies were scarce at Carax Fortress, this shortage seemed to apply more to the workers than to them.

The old patriarch was currently chatting with other nobles in the manor, but Casca did not see any of the other family members, especially the eldest son Herod Sherlock, present.

Not quite right.

Casca thought to himself, "Logically speaking, they shouldn't be absent from such a solemn and important occasion."

The interior of the Carax Steel Fortress is divided into two levels.

The upper level was the residence of these Carax nobles.

After becoming an engineer, Fugrim successfully repaired the fortress's power and air circulation systems, which had been damaged for countless years.

She even obtained some plant seeds from ancient times from the old ecological cabins in the fortress, which enabled her to establish the prototype of indoor vertical agriculture and green gardens inside the barren fortress.

Even in the enclosed steel forest, new shoots can still sprout.

As he watched the dishes made from agricultural products appear on the table for the first time, and the crowd gathered around the table savoring the novel delicacies, Casca couldn't help but marvel.

Fortunately, given the significance of this political marriage, even the factory workers who toiled all day were able to benefit from it and get a day off.

Even the leading worker representatives were entitled to attend the banquet.

The manor was bustling with people, many of whom were guests who came to catch a glimpse of the legendary water goddess.

Their gazes naturally mostly fell upon the perfect female archetype.

Today, she changed her usual engineer uniform and appeared at the event in a gorgeous violet Stola Roman robe.

The long robe was embroidered with countless gorgeous and intricate gold threads, showcasing its owner's elegance and nobility. Coupled with her flawless beauty and her nearly three-meter-tall, godlike height, it was truly a sight to behold.

All the guests present were amazed that the goddess had reappeared in the world.

As for the man, Casgar Sherlock?

Unfortunately, Fugrim's Primarch-level height made Kasgar, who wasn't short, look exceptionally tiny next to him.

If he doesn't intentionally seek them out, he will most likely be overshadowed by the other person's brilliance.

Tsk.

Casca was a little annoyed.

When he undergoes Space Marine modification, be sure to tell the apothecary to make him bigger!

Casca reluctantly took a sip of the newly brewed wine and made a silent resolution.

However, now is not the time to consider these things.

The process of the Fugrim conquering the planet did not require war.

For the next thirty years, he will accompany Fugrim in governing the planet, accumulating experience in domestic affairs, and preparing for the future Great Expedition.

He firmly believed that everything would develop as he expected.

Until he heard shouts coming from afar.

(End of this chapter)