Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Where did this stinking outsider come from? How dare he be called a son of the emperor alongside us, who grew up at the foot of the sacred Terra?

"Gentlemen, it's clear that there may be some discord among you."

“In that case, let’s resolve this matter using the method most commonly used by the son of the emperor.”

Getting Terrans to live in harmony with Space Marines from other places is indeed a common challenge for all Legions.

But it's actually not that difficult to solve.

You disagree? That's perfectly fine.

A beating would do the trick.

"Lucius, come here."

Casca waved downwards.

"Since neither of us is willing to submit to the other, let's settle this with our swords."

"one day."

"Today, all Terran recruits can challenge him."

“You have pride and confidence in your hearts. Now, prove it to me.”

Close the door and release Lucius!

Who wants to be the first?

Holding his training dueling sword, Lucius stepped forward with a look of delight, eager to try.

So cool.

at last!

Finally, there's a duel I can win!

Ever since Lucius joined the Sons of the Emperor's Legion and completed his transformation, he has been relentlessly and brutally defeated by Tavitz, Kasgar, and Aqua!

He's clearly the dueling master!

Why did they end up in a situation where they couldn't beat anyone?

It made him wonder if there was something wrong with him.

"I'll try it first."

Upon seeing this, a Terran recruit on the right stepped forward and gave him a duelist salute.

"bring it on!"

Lucius executed a sleek sword flourish.

boom!

With a muffled thud, and amidst gasps of surprise, Lucius's opponent collapsed once again.

"Who else?!"

Faced with Lucius's exhilarating roar, none of the Terran recruits below dared to respond.

It must be said that although Xiao Lu often gets the short end of the stick at their hands, that doesn't mean he's really bad.

This only shows that the intensity of the confrontation among Aqua's disciples was too high.

In the previous duels, every new recruit who challenged him was swiftly and decisively defeated by his extremely fast swordsmanship.

The only Terran recruit who could defeat Lucius, Taviz, was unassuming and naturally wouldn't ruin Casgar's plans.

"Is that all?"

"Nobles? Hmph, I've been a bastard since I was a kid, winning every battle in the Chemos Arena. I've never seen a single noble who could stand a chance against me!"

"They're nothing but parasites living off their family fortunes, how dare they talk back to me?!"

Even the most proud Terran recruits fell silent after witnessing Lucius and his men's glorious achievements.

"Losing feels terrible, right?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Kaska continued.

"If I were to give you a month to figure out how to defeat an opponent stronger than you after a month, what would you do?"

“Lucius, you answer this question.”

"I know!"

He pounded the double-headed eagle on his breastplate several times, confident that he could answer correctly.

"I will hone my skills, improve my swordsmanship, and at the same time, don better and stronger armor before challenging my opponent once again!"

Bigger, stronger, more robust, better!

What about the weapons?

"Melee weapons must be sharper! And ranged weapons must be larger and more lethal!"

"wrong!"

Snapped!

Casca's coaching rod fell on his taurine shoulder.

Speechless, I can't continue talking to you.

Typical green-skinned thinking.

Casca had no doubt that Lucius would start yelling "Waaaaagh" as he talked.

"You'll become stronger, but what about your enemies? Won't they also improve their abilities?"

"But your opponent's talent is clearly superior to yours. How can you improve faster than your opponent?"

"Is all you know how to do just go head-to-head with others and then die a useless death?"

Kasgar turned his head and looked at the many Space Marine recruits present.

"As you all know, in a month, we will be conducting a live-fire exercise with the veterans' company of the Emperor's Son."

"In just one month, I certainly cannot train you all to be stronger than battle-hardened veterans."

Casgar acknowledged this.

"But we are human, and we can change our perspective."

“Tavetz, you answer my question.”

"If it were you, what would you do?"

"Reporting to the commander, I will escape."

Thor Tavitz is a very honest Space Marine.

He never does anything fancy or frivolous.

"Although the emperor's son is never supposed to run away, this is the time to run away."

Perhaps noticing the other person's expression, he continued to add.

Collapse, retreat, sell, slip away.

Casgar: "."

It's hard to say he's wrong.

But Casca felt his temperature rising steadily.

So why are there so many divine beings among the sons of emperors?

Is it something they were born with, or is there something wrong with the Forgrim's genetic seed?

"Let's not talk about that now."

Casca then changed the subject.

"In short, I know that everyone has a dream of pursuing perfection, and there's nothing wrong with that."

The Third Legion, the Sons of the Emperor, has always been the most perfect legion.

This is the source of the Third Legion's glory and its very foundation.

It is also the source of depravity.

And Kasgar will correct it little by little during this long expedition.

"But if one assumes oneself to be perfect and denies one's own mistakes and the strengths of others, one will only suffer the failure of arrogance."

"Just like the veteran company under Adorlu that we are about to face."

"They are very strong, and they definitely have more combat experience and skills than us."

"But they made a mistake that we would never make."

That is—arrogance.

"And arrogance will lead to failure and destruction."

Always be humble, always be patient.

Always be able to acknowledge your own imperfections.

This is the virtue that a perfect person must possess.

"Look around."

Casca swept his hand across the empty training camp.

"Because of their arrogance, they never investigated our exercise information."

"You might say, 'Of course! If veterans were to spy on new recruits, wouldn't they lose face?'"

"But war never cares about the dignity of the dead, my friends."

As he spoke, Casca wrote a Gothic word on the parchment behind him.

【information】

"But only information, information that can cut through the fog of war, is the core key on the battlefield."

"It has never been about ever getting bigger gun barrels, bigger armor, or bigger swords."

Although he does like these things quite a bit.

For example, the [Severing] sword at his waist and the finely crafted power armor he wore.

It's easy to talk when you're not the one suffering.

With that, Casca jumped off the platform and walked among the many new recruits.

"Next, you will be divided into two teams, Terran and Chemos, and will compete against each other in this training ground."

"In this exercise, I, Casca, will directly participate in the command and combat operations of the Terran recruits and fight alongside them."

"And I have only one request for you—"

"We can only fight battles we are certain to win."

As one of the few comical factions in the despairing and dark universe of 40K, the Emperor's Sons are like this.

Chapter 53 This is a just gang fight!

The steel tunnel was dark and deep.

Rivets from who-knows-how-many years ago were neatly arranged before his eyes, and swept past his ears as he sped along.

This was the only thing Lucius could see when he set foot in this place.

Perhaps due to the encroachment of the massive steel facilities on the surface of the Ural Mountains, the training grounds available for Casca and his team are not very large.

But beneath this towering foundry lies an almost limitless space where people can compete.

Given the close relationship between the Third Legion and the Steel Hand and the Mechanicus, and the fact that the machines developed by Casca have proven themselves in actual combat.

Therefore, when Casca proposed using the underground experimental site, the Mechanicus almost obsequiously handed it over to the Son of the Emperor.

It's hard to imagine just how advanced technology humanity had become in the Old Night Era.