No one expected that the person who came from Terra this time was the regent Machado.

In many cases, the contradictions between the primordial bodies do attract the attention of the highest people in the empire, but usually the messenger who arrives will be the forbidden army, the regent Machado, who personally intervenes, which is indeed beyond the expectations of people who know the truth.

In fact, the Demonic Machado did not have a good relationship with some of the Primitives, especially Horus.

Perhaps because the Emperor had given too much power and trust to the gloomy looking Eternal, and because the regent Machado had been running the vast and cumbersome bureaucratic system of the Empire, the Wolf Shepherd did not consider Machado to be "respectable".

Perhaps, Horus's distrust is also related to the missing brother.

Machado was also aware of what the Primordials were saying about him privately, especially Horus, but due to political considerations, and the will of the Lord of Humanity, they first went to the territory of the Shadowmoon Wolves as the ships from Terra slowly sailed out of Mandeville Point.

No one knows exactly what they were talking about, but when the other two sides of the affair arrived, Horus remained polite and politically tolerant, while Regent Machado maintained a humble and majestic smile on his slender face.

Hades didn't think it would be a good idea to get the two Primals together after Motarian had fought Conrad Coz.

But it seems that Machado doesn't care about any of this, and it may also be because this powerful psionic can hold all the primordials present.

They invite the Midnight Lord and the Death Guard to a secluded conference room on Vengeful Spirits, and Motarian is annoyed that he doesn't want Conrad Coz to be within a kilometer of Hades, but Machado names Hades by name.

Damn psykers.

Here's what Motarian had to say about Machado.

So they were here together, rushing to the meeting room of the vengeful spirit, and the personal arrival of Machado put all three legions into a subtle depression, and the atmosphere was subtle, very subtle.

Hades looked curiously at the corridors they passed, like first-time visitors to Vengeful Spirits, which others might not have noticed, but Hades found that all the routes they passed through had been heavily weaponized -

As well as the content of mortal servants is very small, most of the soul fires detected in the Black Domain are bright and tough, and they all look like legionnaires.

It seems that the chaos left a considerable impression on the wolf herder...... Not only to his two crazy brothers, but also to Hades's Black Domain.

Hades thought silently.

And in the perception of the Black Domain, he could "see" that Motarian was quite nervous, and his soul fire was dancing like a blazing flame; On the other side, far enough away, Conrad Coz's soul fire was slightly barren and chaotic, all the while trying to get out of the confines of the Black Realm.

Hades didn't let him succeed, even if the Black Domain was repeatedly diluted, he wouldn't let Conrad Coz out of his sight again, he needed to be on guard at all times.

Although Motarian beside him resembles an overly nervous bodyguard, he looks like he is ready to swing his scythe or throw the grenade from his waist at any moment.

Hades thought that Motarian must be scolding Machado for his arrangement.

Finally they arrived, and Machado sat there, his thoughtful eyes under his hood swept through the crowd, he glanced meaningfully at Hades, then sped past Motarian (which was a kind of mutual indulgence for both of them), he swept over Koz, and the giant who had been struggling seemed to be stabbed in the eye, then at Sevita, and finally Machado closed his eyes.

Horus stood up to welcome his brother, and Horus gave Motarian a slightly tired and warm smile, then an apologetic smile at Hades, but at Koz and Sevita, the wolfwrang's smile quickly faded.

Coz and Sevita apparently turned a blind eye to the change in the wolf herder.

In fact, everyone present ignored the aura that emanated from Conrad Coz—the Lord of the Night had changed, he had become ...... It is even more depressed and melancholy, showing a kind of silence after madness.

Sevita wanted to block out the inquiring eyes, the malicious considerations, for his father, but he was only a Space Marine, so he could only stand up straight in silence, without a hint of timidity or fear.

After the sound of Horus welcoming the visitor subsided, Machado's voice rang out,

"Mortarian, Conrad, which of you comes first?"

[In my absence, I can't let him be in the same room with my commander again.] 】

Motarian's voice sounded calmly, while the named Konrad Coz remained motionless.

"Let's talk about it then."

Without a hint of hesitation, the old man stood up with his scepter in his hand and glanced towards the chamber of the conference room.

Motarian didn't move, and the Lord of Death looked at Conrad Coz farther down the hall with undisguised disdain and hostility.

Conrad Coz's black hair obscured most of his face, like a scrawny and crumbling monster, and in the face of Motarion's hostility, Conrad Coz, as if the death guard were not there, raised his legs, and followed Machado into the inner chamber.

When Conrad Coz's figure disappeared completely, the Lord of Death gave Sevita a fierce glance before he began to move his steps slowly and reluctantly.

Sevita felt a dull pain in her chest.

Horus nodded to the other two warriors waiting in the hall and entered the inner chamber as well.

Hades picked a random seat and sat down, and in the dim space of the hall, there were heavily armored Sejanus and Abaddon, who also led dozens of Shadow Moon Wolves.

But this time, Horus didn't allow his Moon Wolves to be diplomatic.

Hades chose to believe in Machado, and by the way, narrowed down his black domain, because Machado's psionic strength was also high and terrifying, and within the detection range of the black domain, Hades felt that he was looking directly at a small sun.

Sevita silently examined the hall for a week.

The atmosphere was heavy throughout, and the Death Guard commander sat in his chair rather casually, as if he wasn't the center of the giant maelstrom.

Even the most violent storm is calm in its central eye.

Sevita walked cautiously, gambling and wanting to try to do something for the Eighth Legion, so he sat down across from Hades.

Hades, who seemed to be still in a daze, shifted his gaze and looked at Sevita, the death guard who was significantly larger than a regular Space Marine gave Sevita a sense of oppression.

Sevita pursed his thin lips.

"We might be able to talk."

Hades laughed.

"Absolutely."

He said, as the red light of his left eye stared straight at Sevita.

Sevita felt the wound on her chest start to hurt again.

Also, I'm mainly thinking about how to write interactions next.

(End of chapter)