Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

【Conrad? Conrad! 】

"Hmm... Hmm! What's wrong?"

【What are you laughing at: I've been laughing like a fool since a while ago. 】

Ah, nothing: I just thought of something happy. "

【... Really? 】

Morgan narrowed her eyes. She didn't ask any more questions, but her cold face and cold mouth had exposed the original body's thoughts. When her eyes fell on the narrow face of the Midnight Ghost, even Conrad could only shrink back and suppress the rolling throat as calmly as possible.

Then Morgan laughed.

【Then you also listened to what I just said, right? 】

"Of course."

【Then let's summarize it: 20 words should be enough. 】

"! "

Conrad was stunned for a moment, and his originally smiling face froze. Some ups and downs of memories began to surge out of his mind: The Lord of the Eighth Legion belatedly remembered that what his sister hated more than truanting in her class was that after truanting, she had to lie and refuse to admit it.

This is a very ironic reality. The Lord of Avalon, who is best at playing lies, hates lies the most: Conrad still remembers the scene when he tried to deceive his blood relatives with those clumsy lies last time

Well, what was the result...

Midnight Ghost tried hard to recall, but the noisy sound in his ears always affected him, The Primarch followed the voice and found that it was his niece Virgo, whom he had not seen for a long time. He saw that Morgan's eldest daughter was arranging things on the dining table that would be used later, but she was arranging a strange-looking combination.

First, there was a sun-shaped lantern, emitting a dazzling light, and underneath, there was an exquisite lounge chair. Virgo also took out a few green leaves and put them in her hands. With just a little kneading, she made a few lifelike coconut trees. Putting them together, it was a good place for sunbathing on the beach.

However, it was a little too small, and it was definitely not enough to place Conrad, but if it was used to place some of his body parts...

The Primarch turned back and met Morgan's gaze. The Lord of Avalon's smiling face had already explained why Virgo had such a sudden whim.

[Go ahead, Conrad. ]

[I'm waiting. ]

"Hmm..."

Midnight Ghost blinked. He didn't want to give any of his body parts a summer vacation for the time being, even if it was a vacation. In Morgan's smile, the Primarch was quick-witted and dragged his tone, but he took the time to glance in the opposite direction: There were more than one student of the Midnight Lord present now.

Corax, right beside him.

In fact, the three descendants of the Emperor were sharing a round There were two tables, but Morgan occupied one alone, while Conrad and Corax sat almost side by side: they looked like two students receiving private tutoring, and now Midnight Haunter also winked at his deskmate like a student.

Corax didn't look at him, but Conrad could feel the soft black hair slightly moving, and then the data tablet filled with writing in the Raven King's arms tilted slightly in Conrad's direction: enough for the Primarch to see clearly.

So, Midnight Haunter's voice immediately became full of confidence.

"You explained to us the two previous meetings with the various Forge Worlds. "

【Correct answer.】

Morgan smiled, but just as Conrad was also smiling, a psychic chalk head hit his forehead with a crisp sound: The Spider Queen glanced at her two brothers, her pupils full of coldness.

【But the number of words exceeded the limit.】

"Hmm..."

＃Unclear Nostramo muttering＃

【And you, Corax.】

The Lord of Avalon turned his head, and the already guilty Raven King immediately straightened his back, put the data board full of memories on the table, and sat on it with both hands, just like a model student.

But facing this blood relative, Morgan's patience was obviously more sufficient, and even his smile seemed more sincere.

【Is there anything you don't understand: about our current topic?】

"There are two. "

Under Conrad's resentful gaze, the Crow King coughed and then raised two fingers: The Lord of the Redemption Star quickly entered the learning state and placed the data board with special records of questions in front of Morgan.

"First: This punishment operation against the triple world was clearly planned by you, and the various troops involved in the operation were either your subordinates or your allies: According to common sense, as the planner and commander-in-chief of the entire operation, shouldn't you be at the front line in person? Why are you staying in the rear? "

"If it's for explanation, can't you explain it after the action? "

【Corax...】

When Morgan turned her head, her face would be colored by the red light on the divination instrument. The star map covering the entire Triple Galaxy had already been engulfed by the bloody area symbolizing war and massacre, but the light of the [Aurora] stayed on the clean side.

【We are now in the Triple Galaxy. Although we are not in the low-Earth orbit of Triple Far, we are only half a galaxy away from the core of the battlefield. Standing by my porthole, you can even see the beacon fires burning on Triple Far and Triple Galadia: Do you think this is also the rear of the battlefield?】

"In my opinion, yes."

The Crow King nodded.

"On the Redemption Star, I will personally take the lead in every important operation, or I will order a large force to launch a feint attack, and then I will lead a small team to conduct a decapitation operation: I personally believe that the commander must be at the forefront of the war to be able to grasp the situation at all times. Keep track of the direction of the war."

As a commander, what if you don't lead a large force, but let the large force conduct a feint attack under the leadership of others, and then the commander himself leads a small team to conduct a beheading operation?

Corax's war philosophy made Morgan frown inwardly, but on the outside, she listened to every word calmly, then nodded, and analyzed the problems bit by bit to her blood brothers. .

[First of all, Corax, I will not comment on the war philosophy you developed on the Redemption Star yet. After all, the liberation of the Redemption Star has shown that there is merit in your philosophy: but equally, for I have a war concept that has achieved many military victories. I think you don’t need to doubt it from the bottom of your heart, brother. 】

[Conditions are different. 】

[The battlefield with the galaxy as the dimension is different from the battlefield with the world as the dimension. Although I am still half a galaxy away from the real front line, I can let my consciousness affect it at any time if I want to. The most important thing on the battlefield: even faster than you can issue orders on the Redemption Star. 】

"I believe you can do it."

Corax nodded.

"Conrad told me many times."

【Is it……】

The Spider Queen glanced at Conrad. The Midnight Ghost was now shrinking his neck, trying hard to downplay his presence, but his hands were still hanging dishonestly under the table, asking for bread from the Virgo seat next to him.

"I still have my doubts, though, Morgan."

Corax's confusion remained unabated.

"According to your explanation, the Triple World is a forging giant whose power is second only to giants like Mars or Reza. Even if you gather several expeditionary forces from the forging world, it is only for the sake of what the Triple World itself has. In terms of great value, you should be more cautious in this war, right?"

【How do you think I should be cautious? 】

"If you want me to say..."

The Crow King hesitated for a moment and looked around at his two blood relatives.

"There are three Primarchs here: enough to make any battle unsuspicious."

[But there is no suspense about it. 】

Corax didn't like the Lord of Avalon's smile and confidence.

"It was a Forge World, Morgan. I have fought against a weakened version of the Forge World on my home planet in all aspects. I know the power these guys can exert when they are at the end of their rope: for you , is it so unworthy of seriousness?”

【I'm already very serious. 】

Morgan smiled.

[I even came to this triple galaxy in person. For me, for the triple world, this is the most serious posture I can take: Do you think I am sitting on the fortress of Avalon, commanding by remote control? Is it impossible for the entire Far Eastern Frontier to launch an encirclement and suppression campaign against the Triple Galaxy? 】

[I don't even need to send my own legions: there are plenty of men willing to march for the king. 】

"..."

[Also, Corax, I want you to remember one thing. Remember what I told you a long time ago. Even Conrad and Perturabo have emphasized it to you many times. , but you have never remembered, or are unwilling to admit things. 】

Morgan tapped his fingertips on the table.

[We are the original gene. 】

[Whether it is a forging world, or any kingdom limited to a galaxy, for existences like us...]

——————

"They're not worth mentioning."

The Crow Prince spat on the bumpy ground, leaving only a wisp of rising white clouds. His eyes, which were more ruthless than steel, ignored the noise in his ears and the passing gunfire, focusing on Yu is looking for the next suitable tactical target.

For himself, and for the legions entrusted to him by his genetic father.

"And for these pathetic bastards."

Sevatar licked her teeth excitedly.

Although on the surface, he still maintains his usual cynicism, on the inside, the Crow Prince is more excited than anyone else: after all, this is the first time that the Primarch of the Eighth Legion has entrusted such a large-scale force to He gave birth to one of his descendants, and Sevatar was the one chosen by Conrad.

Although he has always been unclear about which advantage his genetic father was interested in, just like he is also unclear about why his battle brothers have no objection to this appointment, but since he accepted After this responsibility, he will do his best.

He also has the confidence to do his best.

The chain saw halberd in his hand, which had been modified by Morgan himself, had cut off at least two hundred [heads] in the past hour, and behind him, it had followed him through half of the battlefield. , but the black-armored guard still suffered no casualties.

When the Crow Prince's sight swept across those dark blue cavalry terminators, his pupils were burning with the overwhelming brotherhood deep in his soul. Sevatar's focus stayed on those fine knights. Gold had reinforced key areas, an extra step that every piece of the Eighth Legion's battle armor had: he saw no signs of wear and tear, which was the best compliment for Nostramo's manufacturing.

"They really aren't worth mentioning."

Among the silent guards, some people pulled out the tip of the knife from the fallen Mechanic-Priest, wiped the blood on it, and responded to their commander with a nod or low words, while more people were curious about another question.

"Where do we go next?"

"Wait for the others first."

The Prince of Crows waved his hand. He was nominally the commander-in-chief of the four companies sent by Conrad. Although these companies were still fighting separately under the command of their respective commanders, he still had to fulfill his responsibilities. of.

"This operation is not our home field. The core areas are taken care of by the Dawnbreakers and their mortal armies, followed by the Mechanicus, and we only need to be responsible for the outermost areas: If we If we want to move forward, it's not impossible, but we must gather our troops first, after all, going forward will be the tomb of the Titan Legion."

Sevita smiled cruelly, and his subordinates accepted the order silently. No one would raise any objection: Although the establishment of the Black Guards and Sevita's airborne post were almost at the same time, that is to say, The Prince of Crows is not the elder of any warrior in this team. He is even just a young boy in the eyes of those Terrans, but this does not prevent him from rising like a meteor.

Although in the past twenty years, the Prince of Crows was left by Conrad in the Far Eastern Frontier, staying with Morgan, learning how to rule all directions, the main force of the Eighth Legion has been in the Ghoul Stars. During the expedition, the Midnight Ghost obviously would not neglect his most beloved heir like this: Conrad deliberately transferred Sevatar back to his fleet during the most difficult expeditions, leaving the Prince of Crows without The absence of the Night Lords Legion is the most important part of the memory so far.

It was during this intermittent [business trip] that Sevatar quickly established his absolute authority over the Black Guards and even the entire Eighth Legion array. No one knew how he did it, and the Night Lords also He would never mention these things, and Sevita would only caress the scars on his face, slowly shake his head at the questioner, and smile away.

But it is undeniable that when this young man from Nostramo gave the order through his hoarse voice, no one objected. The black-armored guards waited in silence, and the four companies that were fighting in separate battles also fought with the utmost courage. Quickly gathered around the Crow Prince.

The first to arrive were old acquaintances: Barbatos and Zarost.

"This battle went much smoother than I thought."

Barbatos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wiped off the strange firearm that he had snatched from the Mechanic Priest in his hand, and inserted it into his waist. Then he raised his head and couldn't help but sigh at the Prince of Crows.

"Originally, I thought this would be another Ulan Huda incident."

"They are clearly not qualified."

Sevatar chuckled.

"That's true."

The Terran veteran nodded and looked at the Prince of Crows strangely.

"It's you, Sevita. You only led a small number of Black Armored Guards, and you chose the most difficult offensive route, and you were still at least half an hour faster than us: How on earth did you do that? of?"

"Just good luck."

The Prince of Crows pursed his lips toward the cannon fire not far away.

"I met an army from Triple Thule on the way. You know, they are the only one among these three forging worlds that turned against Mr. Morgan. They obviously know the world under our feet, and they took me directly with them. Take a shortcut with the black-armored guard."

"Fuck, you're lucky."

Barbatos shook his head and stood next to Savita. Their respective teams formed two distinct groups behind them: the black-armored guards were silent and cold, like a large piece of solidified steel, but under Barbatos In Toss's company, there were constant conversations similar to whispers.

"What are you going to do next?"

Barbatos took a deep breath.

"After all, it doesn't look like we can intervene in this current situation."

"Look at those places, Sevetar."

Barbatos pointed forward.

In the direction he pointed, a brief but fierce conflict had gradually spread to the entire triple galaxy, turning the pride of the originally indestructible Forge World into a burning wasteland. Broken battleship wreckage, out-of-control automatons and fallen Titan corpses can be seen everywhere on this sulfur-smelling plain, and beside those captured fortresses, Morgan's Eternal Moon flag is flying.

Long before Avalon's vanguard fleet entered the triple system, civil war had already broken out among the three forge worlds: Thule, the youngest but most stubborn of the three brothers, had been secretly surrendering to the Emperor and Morgan. While its two brothers were not paying attention, it made a desperate move and smashed all the forces, including the Titan Legion, onto the surface of the forging world of Farr.

This kind of dagger from within the enemy provided great convenience to Morgan's army and allies. They quickly surrounded Galadia, who was still confused, and shared the spoils with the big brother of the three worlds. With the cooperation of the team, a large landing area was easily created on the surface of Farr, followed by a steady stream of supplies and reinforcements.

Although Morgan only mobilized a part of the Dawnbreakers and Night Lords, as well as a few forge world troops, it was still enough to crush the resistance of the triple galaxy with sheer size: only two-fifths of the troops were invested, plus The main armies of Radia and Farr could only be destroyed in despair.

It disappears with the snap of a finger, nothing like this.

"Compared to the Ghoul Star Territory, we are almost like we are on vacation now."

The Prince of Crows kicked away the automaton standing in front of him. This was his latest trophy, and his words were recognized by several battle brothers: Compared with winning on this battlefield, The real challenge instead is to destroy the Triple World while retaining as much of their assets as possible.

"So, do you have any ideas?"

Barbatos looked at Sevatar. He knew that this kid always had an idea, and when he saw the ferocious face with slightly narrowed pupils, and the extremely confident light flashing in the pupils, Barbatos even dared to bet with his own life: Later Son, as long as he follows this boy, he will definitely not be able to escape with his military exploits.

"You know what, Barbatos."

Sevatar licked her lips.

"When I fought side by side with the great sages of Thule before, they told me about their marching target: based on intelligence and calculations, they deduced the bunker where the great sages of Farr were hiding, and Decided to go and get their heads."

Having said this, the Prince of Crows tapped his head in amusement.

"But my psychic ability told me that there was something wrong with their calculations, and they chose the wrong one among several options, while my hunch told me the correctness of the other option: Are you interested in taking you Are you going to conduct a beheading operation with me?"

"Is this an order?"

"Whatever you think."

The Prince of Crows waved his hand, seemingly not caring about the help from friendly forces.

"Well...I just have one question."

After pondering for a moment, Barbatos cleared his throat. Now, his voice also represented the other three company commanders who had silently surrounded him just now.

"Since it is the Great Sage's bunker, there must be Titan Legions, Enemy Breakers, Orbital Defense Cannons, Autobots, and Armed Machine Slaves to make it look like an iron barrel: We are just four companies, you Are you sure we can defeat those...big guys?"

"As long as you are confident that you can defeat those automatic robot soldiers and armed machine slaves."

The Prince of Crows grinned, and then he looked toward the sky.

"As for those big guys..."

——————

[Of course there are people dedicated to deal with them. 】

In front of the two primarchs Conrad and Corax, Morgan's fingers slowly stroked the entire territory of the Triple Star Sector. The overall situation of the war was clearly visible here: the Triple Star Galaxy had been personally led by the Lord of Avalon. surrounded by fleets. The various fortresses, colonies, and scientific research stations scattered around Triple Fal were captured and divided up by more than a dozen forging worlds sent by Morgan.

[This is both a task and a reward. 】

The primarch's finger tapped on the table.

[The origin of raw materials and the results of scientific research stations in the triple star area, as well as the technological products in those fortresses, as well as the huge demand gap left by the triple world: these are the tasks I give to those peripheral forging worlds, and the rewards I give them, These forging worlds often come from the Five Hundred Worlds and the Galactic North, or are newcomers who are not yet fully trustworthy. They can only drink a mouthful of soup during this operation, and this mouthful of soup is enough to fill them up. 】

[Work easily and get less: a very fair principle. 】

[As for those who followed my fleet all the way into the core area of ​​the triple galaxy, trustworthy forging worlds such as Reza or Tigrus, they will naturally bear more responsibilities and pay more casualties, but they will naturally gain more. And more: they have the right to take advantage of the corpses of Triple Farr and Triple Galadia. 】

[Old rule, I only need backup of these technologies. 】

[As for other things, they know it well. This is both a share of the spoils and a deterrent: all the forging worlds want to get things from the body of Triple Fal, but no one wants to become the next Triple Fal. 】

"..."

[And these, this is the first lesson I want to teach you, Corax. 】

The Lord of Avalon looked at her brooding blood brother and smiled.

[A simple but difficult, necessary but inconspicuous, legal but dark must-know knowledge point. If you want to graduate from me, Brother Corax, you must thoroughly understand this knowledge. 】

"I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it."

The Crow King shook his head and smiled bitterly.

【You really won't like it. 】

Morgan raised his neck.

【after all. This most basic knowledge point has an unpleasant name. 】

[Divide the spoils. 】

"...divide the spoils?"

【Yes. 】

[Corax, my brother. 】

【As the foundation of politics and management, the first thing I want to teach you is how to distribute benefits to your subordinates and friends and give them the benefits they deserve. 】

"Is this... the foundation?"

【It is the foundation, but it is also the core. 】

The Spider Queen leaned back in her chair.

【After all, the so-called management is nothing more than three words. 】

【One is to divide the spoils. 】

"The other is selection."

Corax's eyes flickered.

"I know this: but what is the third one you are talking about?"

"It's very simple."

Before Morgan could speak, he heard a vague chewing sound from the side: Midnight Ghost held his long bread in his hand, stuffed his cheeks with bulging, and squeezed out a funny and scary smile.

"The third one..."

"It's nothing more than: killing people."

"Now, aren't we doing this?"