"Your Majesty wants to hear my story?"

Lu Ming was unnaturally in ecstasy, and as an Astarte who was perhaps the only one who had the opportunity to talk to the Lord of Humanity after nearly 10,000 years of the Great Rebellion, such opportunities would never be too much.

He immediately straightened his outfit - knowing that he was not in the real world, the necessary solemn etiquette still had to be done.

"Smack!"

Lu Mingze snapped his fingers, and when Lu Mingfei lowered his head, he found that the outfit on his body had suddenly changed into Astarte's power armor, and it was a familiar bright yellow paint style.

"I think brother, you're more used to wearing this, right?" His delicate face wore a surging smile.

Lu Ming nodded nondeniably, but when he raised his arm, his face suddenly darkened:

The mark on the broad shoulder armor was not the familiar black and white checkered and tearful red heart, but a black fist clenched on a white background.

"This is the emblem of the Fist of the Empire. Do you deliberately want me to disgrace Holy Leves in the presence of His Majesty?"

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake," Lu Mingze smiled slyly like a child who had successfully played a prank, "Recently, I've been working on your 'Warband Livery' for my brother, and it's normal to accidentally get mixed up."

He snapped his fingers several times in succession, and the color and style of the power armor Lu Mingfei was wearing were constantly changing, blue, dark green, red, white......

"Brother, if you have time, help me collect some shoulder armor from other warbands, of course, it would be better if I had a full set of power armor, I think it should be interesting to use as a figure." By the way, you should remember what "figurines" mean, right?"

The sly smile on Lu Mingze's face was like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, and it was not until the end that he changed the power armor on Lu Mingfei's body back to the style of the Weeper Battle Band.

"I can't do it." Lu Mingfei said with a dark face.

For the sake of the other party's suspicion of being the "Emperor's Herald", he has been patient with Lu Mingze's pranks and disrespect for the major start-up wargroups.

And he began to wonder if Lu Mingze was really the "Emperor's Herald", because he seemed to lack enough respect for His Majesty the Emperor.

"Alright, don't keep His Majesty the Emperor waiting."

Lu Mingze turned his head and continued to focus on his fishing under the moonlit night.

Lu Mingfei pressed the anger and doubt in his heart and refocused on the next audience.

On this endless snow-white ice field, a simple wooden house stood like this, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door of the wooden house.

"Come in."

The boy's calm voice came from inside the room.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the door, and at first glance, he saw the boy sitting at the wooden table, holding an ancient artifact and grinding something.

Unlike when I first met him, the scene inside the hut had changed again—it had become more mundane, like a hut where hunters dwelled in the mountains, and the utensils inside were all ancient stone or wood, and there were no technological artifacts or religious tokens.

"Hello, Lu Mingfei. Sit down."

The boy's expression was calm, his gaze still focused on the gray powder he was grinding.

"This is my glory, Your Majesty."

Lu Mingfei's heart was in ecstasy again, and his body almost trembled with excitement - to be able to talk to the Lord of Mankind face to face on an equal footing, I am afraid that only the genetic prototype can have such qualifications and honors.

He solemnly performed the noble salute of Astarte before sitting cross-legged across from the boy.

However, Lu Mingfei soon discovered a new problem, the more than two-meter-tall Astarte form had a condescending sense of looking down when sitting opposite the human lord, this demeanor was quite disrespectful, and it was not as good as the original mortal form.

He had no choice but to bow his head.

"How many years was the Imperial Calendar when your soul was summoned to the Imperial Universe?"

The boy didn't care about Lu Mingfei's inner drama, he moved the two wooden cups unhurriedly, and pinched some ground gray powder with his fingers and put them into the cups.

"It's M41.872, Your Majesty."

Lu Mingfei answered truthfully.

The movement of the boy's hand slowed slightly, as if contemplating a moment in his past endless years.

However, he quickly returned to his normal state and continued to sprinkle the powder into the cup, "Tell me how you became a Weeper warrior."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei hurriedly gathered his thoughts, and while recalling the past of that cold universe, he told the Lord of Mankind how he had become a member of the Weepers Warband in a balanced pace and as concise as possible:

After three hellish years on the industrial planet called "Sotis" that was overrun by the greenskins, in M41.875, a company of the Weepers found them human slaves, and decided to save the Weepers warriors because the accident of the "Colchis Slaughterhouse III" had become a shadow over the lives of the Weeper warriors.

It was at that time that Lu Mingfei, who was 10 years old, was saved from the chainsaw axe of the green-skinned orc at the cost of his own life by the warrior named Katos.

Lu Mingfei trained hard from this moment to learn combat skills, and two years later became a mortal armed recruit of the Weepers Warband.

This is a common occurrence in a universe where battles take place all the time, and it is said that on the fortress world of Cadia, the first thing a child learns to walk is to disassemble a laser rifle.

In M41.880, the Weepers began to observe and select candidates for recruitment. In an extremely unstable area like the ancient "Maelstrom" near the center of the galaxy, the already understaffed Weeping Warband had to hurry up to replenish new recruits.

Commander Malakin. Foros (Mki)

Realizing the drift of his thoughts, Lu Mingfei quickly gathered his mind and continued to tell the emperor the next story:

In the same year, after his injuries were healed, he was placed in a bloody coffin and began to undergo Astarte reconstructive surgery.

Soon after, the Maelstrom "Tyrant", the leader of the Starry Sky Claw War, and later the "Blackheart King" Huron, rebelled, and the "Badab War" began.

The Weepers were kept in the dark and fought at the forefront for the mutinous Huron—at that time, the Weepers only thought that this was a provocation and attack on the Astarte Warband, so they chose to protest;

In addition, Huron is indeed a "good guy" on the other hand - as a warband that has been wandering the borders of the empire since its founding, the Weepers have received strong support from Huron and his warbands after joining the Maelstrom Guard, and have become a fairly formidable military strike force, with eight integrated companies of Astarte, an inexhaustible supply of light combat vehicles and ammunition.

When the Weepers woke up a little late, the Minotaur Warband, which was in full force on the Imperial side, severely damaged the Weepers after nearly twenty hours of attack, and the warband leader disappeared, and in order not to completely cut off the blood of the warband, the surviving more than 300 warriors finally chose to surrender.

At that time, Lu Mingfei's transformation operation had been completed, and he was in the stage of scouting recruits, although he did not participate in the battle head-on, he also witnessed the tragic situation of the war group. No matter how angry and unwilling they are, the actions of their warband have already disgraced the Father of Genes and made the Emperor angry.

"From my point of view, there are indeed quite a few things about this kind of battle that make me angry from top to bottom." The boy said calmly, and he picked up the wooden cup and took an unhurried sip of the water.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head with some trepidation and told the last paragraph of the story:

At the end of the war, the Weepers were forgiven by the Emperor for not directly siding with the rebels, but were still sentenced to a 100-year expedition of atonement, with both fleets and territories going to the Minotaur Warband.

At the risk of death from a judge of the Inquisition, and at the persuasion of several Anglican cardinals, the Weepers were given an extra few years to recuperate, and the start-up Salamanders gave them a batch of "obsolete" "old equipment".

It was at this time that Lu Mingfei began to officially serve and became one of the weeping brothers, for the sake of the commemorative card

Thoth and his faith, in place of the warband leader, let Lu Mingfei inherit the name and glory of Katos and embark on the road of the Atonement Expedition.

As for the later story, the tragic battles he experienced, and the return of the missing war leader Malakin...... Lu Mingfei didn't say much, because those were not within the scope of what His Majesty the Emperor said.

"Good story, Katos." The boy nodded, his calm face showing no emotional fluctuations, "Also, do you think my request today is strange?"

"No, it's your will, and Astarte was born to carry out your will." Lu Mingfei hurriedly lowered his head.

"Really?"

The boy's gaze lit up and went off, like the rise and fall of a star:

"When I'm here, I always think to me that if I had asked the other kids for this, would it have turned out differently?"