Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Even if Corax can't understand it, it doesn't matter. Among the generations of Lycaeus workers, there will always be someone who can.

"I believe it."

"Corax taught you very well."

Peturabo listened to the other party's speech and remained silent for a long time before finally saying this.

He believed that these were the words Corax had taught them.

In Peturabo’s memory, he recalled that Corax had never liked to see humans being enslaved by other creatures.

Such intelligence is clearly something only a superhuman like the Primarch could possess.

"Thank you for your blessing, Peturabo."

"But in fact, we are the teachers of Corax."

Averynia smiled victoriously.

"Hmph, maybe."

Peturabo stared at the other person for a moment, then slowly said, "You remind me of someone."

"She is very similar to you, but also very different."

"Oh? Who is she? Can you tell us your story with her?"

As if they had caught a whiff of some exciting gossip, the moment Peturabo uttered those words, almost all the workers who had been chatting amongst themselves turned their attention to him.

"she"

"Never mind, forget I said that!"

Peturabo shouted angrily.

It's like the left brain elbowing the right brain, negating the mistaken idea of ​​wanting to vent.

After a not-so-short silence, Peturabo sighed and called for Corax to gather in the center of the bonfire party.

The battle is over, and Lycaeus has been freed.

Now, it's time to return together to the true homeland of Corax.

Under Fugrim's command, a combined fleet of the three Primarch Legions covered the not-so-wide near-Earth orbit of Lycaea.

ships

The sky was filled with countless ships!

After they covered everything on Lycaius, a massive, dense swarm of small landing craft descended onto the planet's surface.

Countless giants in magnificent purple-gold armor, holding ornate weapons and banners they couldn't understand, stood in neat rows, forming two extremely eye-catching formations, leaving all the workers dumbfounded.

Following them were armored warriors with yellow and black stripes on their shoulder armor, and armored warriors in olive green and bone white. They all stood aside, quietly watching the focus of everyone's attention—Korax.

"Welcome home, Corax brothers."

With a smile, Fugrim stood directly in front of all the armored soldiers, accompanied by Perturabo and Mortalian behind him, and extended an invitation to Kolac.

Although these role-playing scripts are old-fashioned, they always seem to bring unexpected and satisfying results.

"What do you mean?"

“Your memory is correct, my brother.”

The three Primarchs present expressed curiosity and envy that Corax still remembered spending time in the basement of Terra Palace.

As for the Primarch who had lost his memory, he was even more unhappy.

In Peturab's last memory, the only thing he remembered was climbing up and looking up at the ugly, terrifying eye in the sky.

He had no idea how he landed on the planet's surface or how he defeated other beasts according to the local legends.

"Actually, I could roughly guess why you came."

Corax isn't stupid.

When Peturabo can create a bunch of automated production lines by hand and arm fortresses to the point of instantly annihilating the Kiavar fleet, it's simply impossible for a mechanic in a small merchant's fleet to be at that level.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of other human-inhabited places in the universe, he still had common sense.

It's all just an act anyway.

He played along with them for a bit, while also secretly investigating the personalities and qualities of his future siblings.

While the Primarchs were pretending to investigate Corax, Corax was conversely investigating the three Primarchs.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

"That makes things much easier."

Seeing that Korax wasn't offended by their deception, Fugrim smiled and said, "Then all we need to do next is discuss how to take over."

"These are all..."

"My God, that person... that person is completely mechanical! There's no flesh left!"

"Such a huge machine! How can we..."

"Wow! It's amazing!"

After the various forces of the joint fleet landed, this planet, which had just been renamed "Savior Star," quickly became a noisy and bustling stage.

Imperial officials, Imperial Truth Proclaimers, and members of the Mechanicus from the United Expeditionary Fleet began the transformation of the entire planet.

The construction of measures, including filling the atmosphere, restoring the earth's surface, introducing ecological cycles, building heavy equipment and houses, began under the tireless efforts of the mechanical cult members.

Normally, this place should have been developed into a large-scale urban center.

But this time, it seems that Corax has gained more initiative: with the insistence of Fugrim and Kasgar, the Salvation has gained more autonomy, even more autonomy than other Primarch homeworlds (except for Guilliman and his Five Hundred Worlds).

According to Casgar, doing so would only put the savior back in the same situation as before he was saved.

Although it could lead to a dramatic improvement in its production facilities, for the workers on the rescue planet, building a hive city had no other purpose than increasing the population.

The workers' living conditions have not improved in the slightest, and may even have deteriorated.

Since they have the ability and the will to govern themselves, and the Primarch Kolacus supports it, then let them govern themselves.

After all, it's the Primarch's home planet, so even the Cult of Mechanics has to give it some face.

(Most importantly, there are mines in Lycaius.)

"Brothers and sisters, and friends from Casca, I thank you for your reasoned defense of me."

After the negotiations concluded, Corax spoke gratefully to his Primarch brothers and sisters.

Those are Mortalian, Furym, and Kasgar.

Apart from Peturabo, who was still busy with construction and working with his Iron Warriors, the rest of the Primarchs were here.

And there's also Casca.

After their reasoned arguments, the conditions that Salvation Star ultimately obtained were very generous—ore for technology, and all the machine technology brought by the Mechanicus would be repaid with the minerals produced on Salvation Star.

Only Macurag can obtain similar conditions.

"It's nothing, it's just what we should do after staying on this planet for so long."

"But Corax, we'd like to ask you for a favor. It's not a big deal, but only you can do it."

As he spoke, Casca smiled.

Laughing heartily, but with ill intent?

That night.

"What do you mean by infiltrating the Ironblood using stealth capabilities?"

The Corax navigated carefully in this flagship, which had no windows.

Although there were quite a few Iron Warriors coming and going, even when they brushed past each other, they didn't seem to notice that Corax was right next to them.

A strange request.

Just as they were about to return to port, Casca and two Primarchs approached him, asking him to use his abilities to infiltrate the Ironblood.

Corax initially wanted to refuse.

After all, Perturab had built such good turrets and fortresses for him, helping them defeat the Kiarvars. How could Corax repay kindness with enmity?

But I heard that this group found Peturabo's private cabin, which definitely contains his thoughts from his difficult period.

This is absolutely crucial for helping him resolve his mental illness!

Yes, this is also to help him resolve his mental illness.

Corax was persuaded by them.

The Peturabo people aren't particularly bad, but they are certainly quite twisted.

It's as if the left and right hemispheres of the brain are constantly fighting each other.

After dodging countless Iron Warriors, Corax arrived at this gate reinforced with heavy iron locks and a password.

That being said, but

His invisibility technique can indeed evade people, but what about the combination lock?

You can't exactly pick the lock and go in in front of everyone, can you?

Even if psionic invisibility is incredibly powerful, it's impossible to maintain it under such conspicuous circumstances.

Fortunately, just as he was thinking, Peturabo's heavy footsteps came from behind him.

He was all alone at this moment, without even his trident by his side.

Only a few iron ring automatons followed behind him.

After checking around and finding no one, he carefully began connecting the data stream pipeline to the multiple combination locks.

After some time, the heavy door finally revealed a small crack.

Peturabo looked around again before slipping inside.

What follows must absolutely not be seen by any human being.

However, what he didn't know was that the next moment, Corax also secretly sneaked into the secret room with him.

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Corax looked around at the shadowy surroundings, where it seemed that the walls were covered with someone's face. It was a woman, whom Corax didn't recognize.

Whether it's painting or sculpture, they all seem to depict her various postures.

What he didn't know was that these were actually masterpieces painted and sculpted by Peturabo himself.

There also seemed to be some humanoid robots made of simulated machinery. They, no, they all looked the same.

“I’m back, Kelly Fanny.”

He sat down and called out softly.

“The people here don’t really understand me, but I think I’ve found someone who’s a lot like you, Kelly Fanny.”

"That guy named Kasgar dared to insult you, and I couldn't help but attack him. I wonder what Fugrim will think of me after that."

"Kelifenny, I'm so sorry."

"But if even you don't understand me, I will kill you too!"

Peturabo suddenly underwent a drastic change in personality.

I'll kill you! ...

Wow.

There are also yanderes.

Corax, who also has an older sister, was deeply shocked.

"Who? Who's here?"

Although Peturabo couldn't see, the intuition of being watched made him feel extremely guilty.

There's someone in this room!

But that feeling seemed to dissipate quickly.