The Sun King's Evidence

Fulgrim and Angron stayed in the Duchy of Carcassonne for a while.

Hubbard, Duke of Carcassonne, realized that these two demigods could help him after seeing the power of Fulgrim and Angron. The ruthless Duke privately asked Fulgrim and Angron to help him solve the problem. One trouble - the Iron Greenskin tribe of the Inala Mountains.

This green-skinned tribe used steel to integrate into their bodies, making them stronger and more crazy. Duke Hubbard tried his best, but he just drove the steel-greenskin tribe back into the mountains and prevented them from rushing into Carcassonne. plain.

Therefore, Duke Hubbard asked Fulgrim and Angron for help, and the condition for asking these two demigods to help was that the Duke made it clear that he could not give any special gifts or rewards. After resisting the almost endless invasion and paying countless sacrifices, it is hoped that Fulgrim and Angron can help.

If the Duke just came up and threw a lot of money in their faces and asked them to become mercenaries, the two Primarchs probably wouldn't want to refuse directly, but this sincere request moved the two Primarchs. Fulgrim and Angron both agreed to help, with Fulgrim as the leader, and Duke Hubald sent scouts and shepherds to lead the team.

But it turns out that the people of the Principality of Carcassonne made serious mistakes in their intelligence.

The people of this principality are brave, adept at fighting, and unyielding, but they are obviously not very good at culture. They told Fulgrim and Angron that these steel greenskins believe in Chaos, but they are so powerful!

Fulgrim and Angron were full of questions after hearing this.

When will greenskins believe in chaos?

Later I realized that the Carcassonne people didn’t quite understand the difference between greenskins, undead and chaos. They were all enemies anyway, so in the simple logic of the Carcassonne people, the greenskins also believed in chaos. of.

After realizing that it would be troublesome for him to explain, Fulgan didn't bother to say any more. If you believe in chaos, just believe in chaos. It will be destroyed anyway.

In the Red Fish Village on the banks of the Chinon River, the river is rushing in summer, and the waterwheel made by the dwarves is pumping water continuously. In the distance, a tall windmill is turning.

Fulgen, Angron and Ryan were walking along the Chinon River. It was already mid-August and was no longer so hot.

Fulgrim wanted to see what was going on with Angron's farm estate.

The Primarch of the Emperor's Children caused a stir when he appeared in Llane's domain.

Everyone is interested in Ryan's brother.

So handsome! This handsome man! It’s so handsome that you’ll be mesmerized! When Fulgan appeared in the territory, this tall and beautiful man instantly became the hottest topic in the territory.

Perfect appearance, elegant conversation, noble temperament, handsome appearance, and powerful martial arts.

This is what a true demigod should look like!

Everyone knows that Ryan's brothers are all demigods. At the wedding scene, a total of six demigods appeared, plus Fulgan, there were seven demigod brothers.

Of course, there are many private rumors. Some people suspect that Ryan's brothers are all half-mothers, otherwise they would not be so different. After seeing Fulgan appear, everyone is even more certain that Ryan's father must be more than one woman. , there is evidence!

The big black man only appeared once, and no one was familiar with it, but everyone was familiar with Mr. Angron!

Lord Ryan and Lord Fulgan must have been born to the same parents, and Lord Angron must be an illegitimate child! Others are not discussed separately. Judging from his demeanor and appearance, does he look like a noble?

Everyone is convinced of this.

"So, are all the problems solved?" Ryan walked at the front and said with a smile: "Brother, the expedition is really troublesome for you."

"It's nothing. Over the past ten thousand years, I will recover all these mistakes bit by bit." Fulgan smiled and shook his head: "Lustria has me, you don't have to worry, I also know your affairs, you recover Mushiron is about to become the king, and we all perform our duties and live up to our destiny."

"You still value those things so much." Angron was a little depressed. He also heard the rumors in his circle. If it had been before, he would have rushed to chop him with an ax.

But now that he has been farming for many years, Angron's temper has calmed down a lot. When he thought about it carefully, there was indeed a big gap between himself and himself in appearance. Although Fulgrim would not be his opponent even in his prime, There is still some depression.

Entering Red Fish Village, the house where Angron lives and his manor are not far away. There are many hard-working serfs working as long-term workers for Master Angron, helping him raise pigs and chickens. Ducks, cooking the fields, they provide labor for Angron, and Angron provides them with protection.

"Angron, I came here from Lustria to look for you. I heard that you are farming here. Do you have anything to entertain me?" Fulgrim looked at the entire prosperous village with interest. , dense flow of people, there are even many grocery stores and taverns on the streets of the village, with smoke rising from the chimneys, and clothes hanging on the roadside.

"You didn't bring me any specialties when you went to Lustria!" Angron said dissatisfied.

"Of course I do!" Fulgan smiled slightly, and he took out a small statue from his space ring.

This statue was carved from the finest hardwood from the Lustria rainforest. It looks like a demon toad sitting on a golden throne with its eyes closed and meditating. It looks very knowledgeable.

"Well." Angron didn't expect that Fulgrim actually brought a gift. The Primarch of the World Eaters took the statue from Fulgrim awkwardly and muttered: "Thank you... can you tell me what this thing is?" What’s the use?”

"It's useless. I just took it from Lord Crocker." Fulgen shook his head: "It doesn't have any special magical ability, but it contains the wisdom and life experience of the Demon Toad."

"Isn't there a Chaos Demon hidden inside?" Angron swung the statue back and forth to see if there was any problem.

"...Angron, if you want to have an honor duel, you can just ask for it." Fulgrim's tone immediately changed after hearing these words: "There's no need to be so secretive, it's not like you."

"Okay, okay, since you have brought me gifts from Lustria, let me bring you something to treat you, a sissy." Angron carefully put the statue away, and he opened it noisily. The gate of the farm: "What do you want to eat? Do you want me to catch a chicken?"

"One chicken for three people? You're too stingy!" Fulgen's eyes rolled around. The farm really had everything, and it was self-sufficient.

"Hahahaha~" Ryan kept laughing next to him.

"Then just tell me what you want to eat!" Angron motioned to the serfs to bring water: "Don't say half and half, and then let me guess, if so, your dinner today will be pig food!"

"Okay, okay, then you kill the pig and give it to Ryan and me to try~" Fulgen shrugged upon hearing this: "How about you cook it for us?"

"Okay." Angron took Ryan and Fulgrim into the pigsty he built with his own hands.

"Hululu~" The door of the pigsty opened, and there were many big fat pigs inside. When they saw Angron coming, the fat pigs thought he was coming to deliver food, so they rushed up together, thrust their noses back and forth, and shouted A stinky sound.

"Hey, what would you think if your descendants knew that their original body was raising pigs?" Fulgrim looked at the pigs being raised fat and white, and knew that Angron had put in the thought and effort.

"What they think has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I have never really cared about them." Angron shook his head: "Want to eat that one?"

"Do you think Ryan and I know how to choose? Just pick one for us."

"Okay, let me take a look." Angron looked at it for a while, then he stretched out his hand towards the pig pen, and directly picked up a fat pig weighing several hundred kilograms with one hand: "This How about the head? Berkshire pigs, very good meat, rich in snowflake lean meat.”

"Okay!" Fulgen and Ryan both nodded.

"Hululu~" The big fat pig was still a little awake, so he was caught in a daze without much struggle.

"Then this is it." Angron caught the pig. He stretched out his hand and pinched the pig's chin. He smiled maliciously and said, "Look, this pig often daydreams. I treat it like this." When I grab it, it doesn’t react at all and doesn’t even want to move.”

"Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, dream all day long, love to daydream."

"It's definitely not going to work like this. It can easily lead to other pigs being misled!"

"It's better to make it a roast pig! Let it understand that daydreaming is useless, you have to take action~" Angron pinched the pig's face with his hand.

"Hululu~" The pig seemed to realize what was going to happen. It finally broke out of its trance and began to struggle desperately, but it was too late.

"Cluck~cluck!" In the farm, the rooster's crow echoed in the quiet and peaceful village from far away.

With the help of the serfs, Angron killed the pig, cleaned it, and then marinated it for flavor.

Add some ginger, some salt, some oil, some spices, and even some red wine. After it was fully marinated and flavored, the whole pig was roasted on the fire.

The golden grease dripped into the fire, splashing into patches of sparks.

The three of them sat around roasting pork together with red wine. Ryan tasted the fine snowflake pork. The meat was fat but not greasy and chewy. It was well-marinated and had the original fragrance of pork.

"The food from my brother's house is the most delicious!" Ryan sighed as he cut the meat with a knife and ate it.

"Angron, I have to say that you are already an expert at raising pigs!" Fulgrim also nodded repeatedly, and he couldn't help but smile on his face: "For such an outstanding internal affairs talent like you, our dear Imperial Regent Kiri Your Excellency Man will definitely give you a new title at the Council of the Supreme Lords of Terra, such as... the Supreme Lord Pig Chief?"

"I will not serve as Guilliman's subordinate." Angron said with disdain when he heard Guilliman: "He wants me to surrender. He must defeat me first."

"He and his heirs are enough to defeat you." Fulgrim rubbed the roast pork with seasoning and put it into his mouth.

"I'm talking about a duel!" Angron emphasized impatiently.

"One-on-one? Have you forgotten how you lost to Russ?" Forgan sneered: "This is what father meant. If you can't figure it out, then you should just be an old farmer for the rest of your life."

"...Have you spoken to your father?" Angron frowned. He swallowed the lean meat on the knife in a few mouthfuls, and then took out a white bread and cleaned lettuce wrap from the bag next to him. Eat together with barbecue.

Ryan also moved his eyes to Fulgan.

"The call was made. We were in the City of Mist, using the machine left by the ancient saint to talk to my father." Fulgen said seriously: "This is also the reason why I want to return to the old world."

"Want to know what father said?" Fulgan sprinkled Sichuan peppercorns, pepper, and cumin powder on the barbecue.

"What did you say?"

"Father told me..."

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