Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"You want me to go back and work for you again?"

"And it was because of threats?"

"As expected of you, Neos."

"Your moral character has really not changed at all: you are still such a bastard."

+Thanks for the compliment. +

On the face that can be broken, the innocent smile of the girl is enough to make even a stone-hearted person soften his heart: but as long as you think about it, under this beautiful skin, there is a monster called the Lord of Humanity lurking. , Orpeson couldn't help but want to run away through the door.

But on the bright side, he still had to snort with confidence to cover up the sweat on his palms: Neos, who was leaning forward, was so close to him that it was impossible to miss the smile on the face of the Eternal One. Every detail is subtle.

Calm down, Orpeson.

The Eternal One encouraged himself in his heart.

Don't look at his face, don't pay attention to those pupils and that smile: and don't fucking think about Cleopatra! Those are all things of the past! It’s all over! You have nothing to do with this bastard now!

Stay calm, you have lived with this damn guy for thousands of years, and you know his thoughts and methods: don't give in to his words just because of a momentary threat, otherwise you will regret it later.

None of his promises can be trusted.

His words are equally untrustworthy.

He guarantees nothing: capriciousness is his motto.

so……

+So, Orr, do you really not think about it anymore? +

"No need."

The Eternal Man had a stiff face, straightened his waist unconsciously, and pressed his back tightly against the chair: the disgust and rejection hidden in his words were already obvious.

"Let me tell you clearly: I no longer want to serve a tyrant who thinks about conquest and power. The grand narrative is too heavy for me. If you are really interested, you should think about how to persuade me. Give your sons a break."

"They are your minions, and in turn they can bite you all over."

+You seem to have little confidence in me? +

"If I didn't know you well, I would indeed have some confidence in you."

"But alas, Apocalypse: there is no one in this galaxy who understands you better than I do."

"Touch your conscience, in the tens of thousands of years since we met, the followers around you have changed one after another, and several of them have broken up with you peacefully: even Erda has If you can force me to leave, I can’t even imagine how much of a bastard you are now.”

"That's Erda, the most innocent and kind-hearted of us all."

+ People change, Orr. +

When the name Erda was mentioned again, even the smile on the face of the Lord of Humanity could no longer be maintained: he did not try to argue for himself, but just retracted his body a little lonely.

Before Orpeson could secretly breathe a sigh of relief because of his wit, he discovered that the emperor did not actually sit down, but simply climbed onto the table with his own two arms as support, and then Sitting on the edge of the table to Orpeson's right.

The ironed white shirt was inevitably stained with oil due to this move, and wrinkles appeared on the black knee-length skirt, but the emperor didn't care about these things, he just swayed his legs casually, using his leather shoes to walk in Europe. There were dusty marks on Alpeson's favorite table.

"..."

Where did he stuff the dagger he brought back from the Tower of Babel?

+What a shame. +

Despite Orpeson's increasingly evil and cold eyes, the Lord of Humanity continued to smile as if he was unconscious, and even did not forget to extend a hand to his old friend to pick up the broken threat again.

+ I thought you knew: As a member of the Avalon Auxiliary Army, although you do have a lot of retirement savings, if you want to receive it in full, the first condition is that you cannot Leave no bad illegal record. +

+ Not to mention, Miss Cyrene, who is about to graduate, will soon have an academic certificate that is of great significance to her. Any sentence written on it, especially the final comment of the school administrator on her, will have a profound impact on her future. had an extraordinary influence throughout his life. +

"..."

How does he know these things so well?

Especially pension matters: It’s like checking in advance?

Before the Eternal's confusion was over, the Lord of Humanity smiled proudly.

+ But unfortunately, you don't seem to realize that these two things seem to be in the hands of my only daughter: a person who I only need to touch my lips to convey orders to her desk. +

"Yeah, that's a shame."

Orpeson sneered.

Of course he could tell that the current Neos was definitely not threatening him: this guy had never had the guts to threaten him, but this did not prevent Orpeson from using a corresponding tone to mock the innocent man in front of him. A guy whose self-confidence is inflated to the sky.

"But what do you mean by coincidence? I happen to know something that you don't know."

"It is said that the certain primarch who is in charge of my retirement savings and also controls my future after graduation from Cyrene is very proud of the reward and punishment system he created, and has always looked down upon it. A character who cannot tolerate sand: trying to get her to break the law is as difficult as getting her back from the galaxy."

"Not to mention, the only daughter of a certain emperor doesn't seem to like to obey the orders of her bastard father: Who is so pitiful that he doesn't even dare to show his true identity when shopping in his daughter's house? "

+...+

This time, it was the Emperor's turn to be silent.

She was silent for a long time, and finally turned around and picked up a plate of after-dinner pastries.

+After so many years, I didn’t expect that your craftsmanship is still so bad, Orr. +

+ Dry, astringent, and insincere: I gave up a big meal just for this. +

"..."

The Eternal endured for a moment.

But how could I bear it!

"If you like it, eat it. If you don't like it, get out!"

+ Still so irritable. +

The emperor stared at his old friend, chewing the biscuits deliberately with his white teeth.

Then he laughed again.

+However, what I need most right now is your irritability. +

"That will disappoint you."

The Eternal One forcibly suppressed his anger.

"As you said, I am now an old man who is eagerly counting his pension: the Far East is very suitable for retirement. Being irritable and so on has long been no longer suitable for me. You should find an immortal who is willing to sacrifice his life for you. , for example, the palm print maker looks good.”

+It doesn’t matter. +

Who would have thought that the Lord of Humanity would smile as if his plan had succeeded.

+ I happen to have a position here that requires maturity and poise, plus a little bit of my favorite grumpiness: Seriously, Orr, don’t you really want to come back and try again? We can start over, and this time, we won't make those little mistakes. +

The Immortal felt that he had been silent a lot tonight.

"Tell me first: how long has this position you mentioned been available?"

+ It suddenly occurred to me five seconds ago that the current human empire needs such a position: its owner must be a guy who is both stable and violent, and must also have rich military experience. If he is a well-informed person, The eternal being would be even better. +

+ I said, well: I can entrust him with all my troops. +

"Don't you have a war master?"

Orpeson pointed at the wall: it was covered with newspapers he had cut out, including the return of each Primarch, as well as the wars and canonization ceremonies that took place on Ullanor.

+This is not a conflict. +

The Emperor shook his head proudly, admiring his vast thinking abilities.

+ Orr, as long as you are willing to return to my cause, I can give you a more important position than the Warmaster: you can become my Sun Lord, a military position with the power to check and supervise the Warmaster, and you can also All armies under the command of Holy Terra. +

"Your Warmaster will be unhappy."

+ He is very easy to coax: it only takes me five minutes to get him to accept this change. +

"ah……"

The Eternal One sneered.

"Then why don't you take five minutes to relax your unique father-daughter relationship?"

+...+

The Emperor pondered for a moment.

+ Because it’s not needed. +

+ Some hounds are destined to be kept in captivity in the wild, so that they can maintain a semi-domesticated, semi-wild lifestyle, and provide them with a minimum amount of meat: if you want to maintain their vitality and ferocity, you don’t need to keep them in captivity. It should be shown too gently. +

"Are you talking about Morgan?"

+ Works for half of my sons. +

After finishing speaking, after thinking about it again, the emperor added another sentence.

+ more than half. +

"Not including the Warmaster?"

Orpeson was very sure that the smile on his face could be defined as ridicule: if he dared to show such a smile to the golden emperor in public, I am afraid that even the Queen of the Far East would not be able to protect him.

But then again, the Eternal himself is actually not sure what kind of emotions he has towards the replacement of Horus: Orpeson has never cared about the position of the so-called Warmaster, and he also I don’t want to have anything to do with this position anymore.

He was certain that becoming the Emperor's Warmaster would only mean misfortune from now on.

Therefore, when it comes to Horus: Orpeson still has compassion in the majority.

"Your favorite wolf-god Horus: the only person you think is worthy of being Warmaster?"

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+Does this make you angry? +

The crunchy biscuit was stuck in the emperor's mouth. The Lord of Mankind stopped all his movements and looked at his old friend cautiously: the little girl's face was experiencing an undue setback. , as if thinking about some decision in his heart.

+ Ohl... if you are serious... +

"hands-free."

The Immortal raised his hand.

"I'm not interested in being your guard dog."

+ Not a guard dog: What I need now is someone I can trust absolutely. +

+You are the best choice, Orr. +

The Emperor looked at him: there was so much sincerity in those bright copper eyes.

Just a little bit, just a little bit: Olpesson was just a little bit close to falling in again.

"Go aside!"

He gritted his teeth, struggled to squeeze out the words of rejection from his throat, and waved his hands in a hurry, as if he was driving away some kind of deadly germ: that is not accurate, the emperor is much more deadly than the germ. .

"If you were responsible for this, the two of us would have nothing to talk about."

"It's the same thing: the door is on the left."

+...+

The Emperor turned his head, and a few seconds later the creaking sound came to mind again.

+ Ohl. +

"What's wrong!"

+Your level of dessert making is really far worse than my precious daughter. +

"..."

For tens of thousands of years, the Immortal has never realized that his temper turned out to be so bad.

"Then why don't you go back and eat cookies in your daughter's arms?"

"Let her chew it into foam, and then feed it to you mouth to mouth! See if she does it!"

+ Can’t. +

The Emperor simply refused.

+I don’t really like this way of eating now: it will cause odor. +

"..."

Orpeson looked away.

He needed to take a break and keep his mind away from torture: for any person's spiritual world, even the briefest communication with Neos is a more terrible loss than commanding an apocalyptic war.

He looked at the newspapers again: the smile of the Wolf God took up the entire page. Even with every major galactic event that happened in the past two hundred years, Horus and his Warmaster's Crown were like this. Dazzling.

Orpeson stared at him, not even noticing that the sound of chewing had stopped.

"Apocalypse."

Tonight, it may be the first time that he takes the initiative to start a topic.

+What's wrong? +

The Emperor quickly averted his longing gaze from Orpeson's face.

"Why do you want to set up a warmaster again?"

Orpeson narrowed his eyes, and Horus's proud smile made him filled with emotion, as if he had gone back to a long time ago: when he and Neos were still very young, when he had fought for this The handsome laurel crown showed the same smile.

"You know: it's not a good thing."

"He'll be grateful to you now."

"But from now on, he will be afraid of you, he will not understand you, and he will even attack you in turn and even want to kill you: Warmaster is a cursed title, and its appearance represents the malicious smile of fate. "

"If you let your Warmaster know what you want to use him to do, he will definitely regard you as an enemy."

"and……"

Orpeson glanced at the Emperor.

So real: anyone would think this is a budding girl.

"If you let him know that you are wantonly taking advantage of his emotions and innocence, and that you still have this unknown appearance: not to mention that he is still your son, your flesh and blood..."

+ Peace of mind, Orr. +

Orpeson wanted to say something else, but thousands of years of loneliness prevented him from organizing his words right away. However, the tacit understanding between them made the Lord of Humanity immediately understand what he was worried about.

At this, the Emperor just smiled.

+You think I didn’t think of it? +

+ Don’t worry, Orr. +

+ Cultivate feelings, tell someone your true feelings, and use him to the extreme behind the true feelings. Finally, look at his red pupils after the emotional breakdown, as well as the blade and love that penetrate into my heart... +

+It’s not like I’ve never done it before. +

+ is quite interesting: but after playing it for hundreds of years, it is no longer interesting. +

"That's not what I meant, I meant that he is your son..."

+I know. +

The emperor smiled, his thin lips raised revealing neat teeth, his bright copper pupils full of innocent smiles, his long black hair fluttering in the wind in the air: but his indifferent words froze everything. In place.

+ Things like falling in love with the flesh and blood that you [created], or simply crawling out of your own belly, falling in love with each other, and finally falling into cannibalism... +

+I got tired of playing tens of thousands of years ago. +

+ Just like anything you, or anyone, can think of... +

+Hmm...+

She was smiling: that was arrogance enough to put the prince in the Silver Palace to shame.

+ It’s the same thing as crossing the bottom line. +