When the rickety ship finally appeared in the skies over Terra, both Hades and Machado breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though both had a lot in common about this shitty world, these sporadic friendships couldn't match the vomit that Machador felt when he struggled to hold Hades Black Domain with psionic energy to allow the ship to sail smoothly in subspace.

Now that Machado wants to vomit at the sight of Hades, the patient and cunning psyker has a faint imbalance in his mentality for the first time.

Powerful control of psionic energy means more sensitiveness, and in the face of Hades, in the face of this damned black domain, only loyalty to the emperor, and a sense of responsibility to the empire, made this dutiful psionic not throw this damn Hades out while sailing in subspace.

And Hades is not much better, compared to the emperor's psionic suppression, Machado's psionic energy is even more ...... Simple and crude, this may still be due to the lack of skill of Makado psionics.

During the voyage in subspace, Hades felt that Machado was using his psionic energy to force him into a vat full of vomit, which was still spewing mushy spit at Hades, emitting an inexplicable scream in his ears.

Hades began to subconsciously struggle with the Black Domain, and his remaining sanity controlled him not to struggle too hard, or he would be spit out by the subspace, and at the same time, his sanity also controlled him not to punch Machado in the face-

He could tell that Macado was also controlling what little sanity he had left, and he didn't use his scepter to give Hades a blow on his head.

It wasn't until the last leg of the voyage that the exhausted Machado and Hades, who were about to ascend to heaven, felt the world's unparalleled malice towards them.

The encounter between the psyker and the untouchable is destined to be a tragedy, and both are keenly aware of it.

Leaning prostrationly against the floor-to-ceiling portholes, Hades looked out at the bustling ships surrounding the glowing world of thrones, doing their day-to-day work.

There is no sea on Terra, this is a filthy brown planet, and Hades realized this as early as the first time he went to Mars.

This is fundamentally different from the earth he remembers.

This did not make Hades feel any tremors in his soul, and he just looked at the seemingly barren and crowded planet, with a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe that he had finally reached his destination.

He hates subspace.

Machado slowly walked over to Hades, the old man with obvious disgust on his face, and so did Hades, who tacitly kept a certain distance from each other.

But even so, the old man was introducing Tyra to Hades, who was not sure if it was due to Machado's due diligence or the host's courtesy to his guests.

"It's ...... your hometown. Isn't it different? ”

The old man said slowly,

Hades blinked, he didn't know if Macado was referring to Earth or Barbarus, but both were clearly very different from the Terra in front of him.

He nodded.

"Terra, the homeland of human civilization, wasn't that ugly in the first place."

Machado sighed, he seemed to be lamenting Terra's appearance, but Hades always felt that he was also mourning the current human civilization.

Machado stared at the brown planet, and at the call of the Emperor, they unified it and embarked on a great expedition that would change the history of human civilization.

Machado had spent quite a long time on Terra, and he poured a lot of money into it.

Perhaps in the eyes of other human beings, arriving in the throne world, Terra, is an exciting thing that makes people tremble, they will sing the praises of the sacredness and beauty of Terra, the heavy epic carried on every inch of soil, and the miracle of human history-

But only he and the Emperor knew that Terra had lost its beauty.

It became filthy and ugly, and the blue ocean disappeared in its place, replaced by a barren scorched earth.

And now...... Macardo thought, Hades, the outsider, what kind of emotion would he have for Terra? Praise its sacredness?

No, if Hades had lived through the good old days, if their world had not been as hopeless as the present world, then he would never have praised it, praised the potholes of suffering.

…… Does he feel sad? Aware of the hardships of human civilization, aware that he is about to climb a never-ending, doomed path of sacrifice?

Makado remembered the desolate hinterland of Bahar on Terra, a vast slum where even in Terra, in the holiest throne world of mankind, was never lacking in soul suffering.

"Terra's ocean was stolen by a female tyrant, and since then, Terra has lost its last ocean."

Macado calmly introduced Hades, and he keenly saw Hades' lips move,

"If you have any opinions, please talk about it, Hades, and for my own personal reasons, I'm curious to see what you think of Terra."

Hades' gaze hesitantly shifted to Machado, as if to say, are you sure?

Machado answered Hades with a firm silence.

Hades moved his gaze back to Terra, who looked at Terra and commented,

"I feel ......"

Machado waited, Hades was the Emperor's chosen one, and he had successfully fulfilled what they had expected of him, he was not as hopeless as Machado thought at first, but on the contrary...... Something amazing wisdom lurks beneath Hades' exterior.

Machado is looking forward to Hades' answer, which will give the old man a better interpretation of Hades, a way to dissect him, and a better way to deal with him in the way that Hades likes.

“…… Not as good as Maculag. ”

After a brief silence, Macado realized what the damn Hades was talking about, and he let his instincts go — rather than letting them go through his brain first.

New hatred and old hatred, Macado can't bear it.

Machado turned his scepter into a stick, using psionic energy to increase his strength and agility, and then struck Hades on the calf with a dull stick.

"Bang !!"

Hades howled exaggeratedly and hugged his calves, then he looked at Macado with resentment,

"You can talk about anything! Old man, you don't talk about martial arts! ”

Macado took a deep breath, then another deep breath, and his disgust for Hades managed to turn into anger,

"I remember...... You've never been to Macurag at all, have you? ”

Hades immediately straightened out,

"Killiman gave me a tapestry of the Makullag landscape, and of course I've seen it."

…… For the first time, Machado felt disgusted with Killiman.

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"Thanks to" Hades' brilliant "humorous jokes", Machado no longer talks about anything humane in front of Hades.

They descended to the ground in a shuttle, and Hades showed a certain disdain for the excessive extravagance of Machado, an aristocratic shuttle decorated with a scarlet velvet carpet encrusted with sparkling diamonds and pearls.

Machado ignored Hades' rebuke, the courtesy ship of the Ultramarines was much more extravagant than that.

After that, the Palm Seal Bearer silently led Hades around the places that the average pilgrim liked to visit, as well as a few of the heavier buildings that the old man had carefully selected for outsiders in high spirits.

He was supposed to say something, cunning politicians would use the art of language, and Macado could easily stir up emotions in people's hearts — mostly sad loyalty, or heavy mourning, in order to better get people to fulfill their mission.

Accumulate weak emotions, and no matter how cowardly people are, they will choose to die heroically.

For Hades, Machado also thought so at first, using language and humanity, history and civilization, to hold this outsider, so that he can still work hard after leaving the death guard...... The emperor chose to believe Hades directly, and in the eyes of Machado, there was still a bit of a lack of logic-

But Hades profoundly made Machado realize that some people really don't need logic.

For example, the emperor, and Hades.

Machado's logic and sanity had been shattered by Macurag, and he suddenly realized that in Hades's eyes, outsiders had seen through the thoughts of the palm printmaker, and he ended Machado's attempt with a ridiculous joke.

But is it really just that Hades didn't realize it at all?

Machado didn't know that he was now full of Maculaglan.

He took Hades on a tour of the Winter Promenade, the Crystal Observatory, and the Ringing House...... Big and small, countless attractions.

Then Makado calmly took Hades to a restaurant in the palace for the great nobles, and under the instructions of the palm sealer, the restaurant did not accept anyone else today, and the chefs had already prepared.

Makado looked at Hades numbly with a surprised expression,

This suggestion was still made to the old man by Jin on Mars.

He was in a trance, remembering Motarian, the primordial who always acted indifferent, and would grab the pistol at his waist the moment he heard the psionic words, or when Machado appeared in front of him.

…… The smell is similar.

Machado stared blankly at Hades, who was looking at the restaurant's décor, and made up his mind.

The dining room of the palace is naturally more magnificent than ordinary people think, as far as the eye can see, there is a glittering golden glow everywhere, and the precious wood that has long been extinct for thousands of years exudes a faint and charming aroma, but it is only the steps that you step on when you enter the door.

Any wall with intricately carved figures was adorned with countless diamonds, pearls, amber agate, and fist-sized rubies set in the pupils of beasts, and then slain to the ground by warriors armed with silver halberds.

Everything here, even the faint incense in the air, reveals an expensive smell.

Macado watched Hades turn his head sharply and stare at him expectantly,

"That...... Macado won't be the kind I imagined, the kind of one dish with only one bite per dish, right? ”

"No, it won't."

Makado said calmly, and the old man casually raised a hand to signal the servants to act.

Although the Palm Seal himself does not want to admit it, he has indeed grasped the weakness of Hades's human nature-

The aroma of the meat being carefully roasted, mixed with the layered scent of expensive spices, could already be heard by Hades at the slight sound of the meat coming off the stove.

Makado held the wine glass brought by the servant in one hand, and the scarlet and rich liquor in the glass exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

The palm print took a sip, and the torture of the Black Domain made him unwilling to taste the wine, and no matter how strong the liquor was, it could only wash away the disgusting taste on the taste buds.

But apparently there are always people who can keep their appetite alive in the mutual dislike between psionic energy and the Black Domain.

Layers of meaty staples are placed on the table by multiple servants, the tight meat fibers ooze with oily shine, the clear gravy hangs from the hill-like steaks, reflecting the swaying light of the restaurant, and the dried green spice leaves lie quietly on the side of the white plate, emitting a complex and layered aroma.

Macado took another sip of the wine, the rich flavor making him want to vomit.

The Palm Seal took King's suggestion, and he directly asked the servant to bring all the dishes, without the need for etiquette, which the people from Barbaros did not pay attention to.

…… More like Ruth.

Macardo put away his gratuitous associations and continued to admire Hades's actions.

Hades, the Revenant of Barbaros, the Commander of the Death Guard, the Soul Eater, and the Master of the Silent Ashram...... Hades is clearly unaware of his own fame and the outside world's perception of him.

With each dish, the light in Hades' eyes brightened a little, which was quite pure joy.

Milky soup with giant fish, pickled seafood with a special flavor, pudding drizzled with syrup, and risotto with top ingredients......

Hades took a breath, staring at the fish soup that was still gurgling and steaming, with an eerie glow in the fish's eyes, and wondered which one to eat first.

"Makado, let's eat these?"

Hades hesitated to speak,

"It's all yours,"

Makado took a slow sip of wine,

"Due to table constraints, the menu is still not finished, so you can check the menu and swap out what you don't want to eat."

He looked at Hades for a moment in satisfaction, and a subtle, toyed confidence from Makurag returned.

Hades seemed to want to rebuke Machado for his wasteful extravagance, but apparently, faced with a table full of food, the Lord of the Silent Retreat nimbly mobilized his bottom line.

"Then you're welcome."

Hades said quickly, and then Machado watched as the food disappeared at an alarming rate, so fast that even Macado wondered if the Black Domain could also devour food, because Hades's range of movements was not very large, and he still maintained normal table manners.

Machado thought about it, and the old man finally decided to ask directly, and no longer twist and turn, otherwise he might be fooled as the price of playing with language in a vague way.

The old man spoke,

"What was your original motivation, Hades? What do you want? ”

Apparently immersed in food, Hades no longer used his damn sense of humor, and Hades, who was in a good mood, gave him the answer,

"What should I do, if I want to say that I suddenly saw a child falling into the water on the side of the road, then my first reaction must be to save him, if I don't save him, I can't do it."

"You can't think about loyalty and glory or anything like that......"

Hades raised his hand and motioned for the servants to take the next plate, unlike these damn extravagant aristocrats, he Hades swore that he would never waste it!

"When you're on Barbarooth, you realize...... This thing is too far away. ”

Machado looked thoughtful.

4k words, no more today

All right!

(End of chapter)