Footsteps rang out urgently.

The Khan strode forward, and behind him, the messengers of the voyage included the dispatchers of the White Scar fleet, the captain, and the space marines.

And also...... A mechanical sage.

Tarasin.

Machado did not hesitate to use his psionic power to spread the word and name the people he met.

After the last hand-to-hand encounter with Horus, the Khan led the rest of his fleet and hid in the starfields near Cadia, ready to flee and meet the enemy.

But unexpectedly, since then, the commander's fleet has not made any major moves, and the ships have floated quietly on the equatorial trajectory of Cadia, but other than that, there has been no action.

Of course, there are still new ships coming from afar, joining the commander's fleet in a steady stream.

What is Horus waiting for?

According to the Storm Prophets, there is a sudden chaos in the subspace right now, which may be related to some kind of large-scale sacrifice or scramble, could it be related to Horus's unusual behavior?

The Khan thought that they would not be able to leave Kadia, that the two sides would not be able to attack rashly, that the Khan should order the whole army to remain silent and not act rashly.

Fortunately, the first reinforcements had already arrived, and the speed at which they came was beyond Khan's expectations, and the turbulence in the subspace had no effect on their speed in the slightest.

Without hesitation, the Khan carefully avoided the detection of Horus in the Eye of Fear, and the Khan immediately led the legions to join the reinforcements.

The servant opened the door for the Great Khan, and in the conference room, two reinforcements from afar were already waiting.

Khan's eyes swept away, and his expression was unfazed,

On the long solid wood table, Makado sat naturally on the main seat, no longer wearing a hood, and the staff in his hand was more like a symbol of imperial power at this moment.

Motarian, on the other hand, sat on Macardo's left hand side with his head bowed, muttering something behind his gas mask as if to mutter, the mist surrounding him.

Seeing that the Khan was coming, the two were not ready to get up at all, Makado raised his eyes and motioned for the Khan to sit down, while Motarian continued to bow his head as if he had seen nothing, but after the Khan and his party sat down, the sharp eyes of the Pale Lord glanced at the people behind the Khan from the edge of the hood.

…… Is he looking at Tarasin?

The Great Khan was silent.

Makado coughed and began the meeting, explaining to the Khan what to do next.

Seven minutes later, Motarian stood up and interrupted Makado's conversation with the Khan,

[I already know everything]

Motarian said simply, "I'm going out to check the fluctuations in subspace, you continue. 】

Machado glanced nonchalantly at Motarian and waved his hand for Motarian to go out.

Motarian got up and walked to his side, but when he reached the mortal seats, the Pale Lord's footsteps stopped again.

【You,】

Khan shuddered at the sight of the sage covered in machinery leaking electricity.

Motarian slowly bent down, his tree-like withered body standing behind Tarasin's seat, his huge, pale withered hands resting on the back of Tarasin's chair,

He bent his eyes down at Tarasin and stared at the "sage's" camera.

Are you the temporary steward of the Retreat? 】

Tarasin, the Space Necromancer, swears he's not experienced the feeling of being so close to death in a long time.

“… Be...... Be. ”

Hearing his answer, Motarian casually glanced him up and down, the primordial gaze lingering for a moment at the cloak he tucked into the little Death Guard, if Tarasin could still breathe, he was now fainting from breathing too fast.

His mechanical body was almost shaking, and he already knew that he was not greedy for the picture of the quarrel between Machado and the original body! And there was no Motarian in this meeting!

Also the original body, Corax's mental model is very approachable, but Motarian - what kind of madman is this?!

It's a big deal to abandon this body - although it gives him some power - but he can not do it!

Just when Taracin was thinking about whether to directly return the consciousness data and simply get out, Motarion's gaze finally retracted.

[Thank you for your dedication to the Retreat.] 】

Motarian said, "May I ask you some questions about the Silent Retreat?" The Death Guard had been associated with the Silent Order before...... We need to reconcile some data. 】

Can he refuse?

Tarasin knew he was definitely revealing himself - he just didn't know how much he had exposed, did the other side know that he was an alien, or did he know that he had "borrowed" a little death guard?

Or worse, Motari knows safely!

Tarasin thought for a moment, and now in the Eye of Fear, he could transfer to the spare body of Kadia in ten hours, a total of thirty-two, and if he really couldn't, he simply gave up this body of his.

Although Tarasin was reluctant to let this body have a friendship with Corax, now that Corax had gone to the dark side of the Empire, the other spare bodies were also heading around Corax.

And...... Tarasin thought that it was not impossible to talk about it - in the spirit of having no dates and having a shot, he had Motarian in his purpose this time, but he didn't hold back and grabbed a small death guard in advance.

Just one, with the amount of the original body, it shouldn't be angry about it, right?

"Yes, sir."

Under the watchful eyes of Machado and the Khan, Tarasin stood up tremblingly and followed the servant to the private reception room.

Tarasin saw Macardo's eyes, and the old man seemed to mean something, staring solemnly at Tarasin and Motarian, as if he wanted to say something, but for a moment, Tarasin knew that he couldn't finish this time.

There is Machado to protect him.

This is stable.

They are all 10,000-year-old fritters, and he is also a historian who fears death.

But why didn't Machado himself come forward? Tarasin pondered, did Pamotarian want to show their sincerity? Could it be that the empire realized what he was thinking?

Tarasin pondered, but none of this mattered,

Importantly, Taracin decided to try to grab a small Death Ward next.

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The servant closed the door for them in silence, it was a slightly smaller room with two single sofas facing each other, and Tarasin, who had led the way into the room, took the initiative to choose the smaller one to sit down.

Then he turned back and stared at Motarian.

The original seemed stunned by his actions, and Motarian stood in the doorway, unable to make out his expression under his hood.

【…… Don't pretend? 】

There was a hissing sound under the mist, and Tarasin took the tea handed over by the servant, and his metal face cracked a slit, and drank tea,

"I don't understand what you mean, sir."

Tarasin said calmly, and sure enough, he heard Motarian's asthmatic breathing,

"I hate aliens. 】

Motarian's resentful voice spread through the fog, but the original moved across from Tarasin and sat down.

"If you hate it, then I can leave now."

Tarasin believes that Mortarian's force against this body is suppressed, but if it is a verbal confrontation and the other party does not involve revenge after the fact......

It's kind of funny.

Sure enough, Motarian stopped, and after a moment of silence, the original body spoke,

You are friends with the Lord of the Silent Retreat. 】

This sentence is a declarative sentence, and Tarasin nodded,

"Yes, he entrusted me with something, and I should have helped."

Motarian was silent again, as if he had just learned to speak, and the boredom of the original almost materialized, pacing back and forth in the room like a sleepy beast.

Allow me to ask, what has the Lord of the Silent Retreat promised you? 】

If you say this, Tarasin won't be sleepy,

Tarasin took a leisurely sip of tea - in effect, he poured the liquid into the waste tank,

"Himself."

At that moment, Tarasin was sure that his siren had gone off for a split second.

Motarian sat down on the ill-fitting sofa in silence, staring at Talashin, killing intent and cold air almost materializing together.

Tarasin took another sip of tea unhurriedly,

"I suppose that since we have all sat down and talked together, the Lordship is not here to seek revenge on Tarasin - if the Lordship insists on doing so, perhaps he can change to Lady Makado."

Hearing this, the chill around Motarian quickly subsided.

Tarasin waited quietly, listening to Motarian breathe seven times like an asthma, and then the original body wiped a handful of his face with both hands, and then a slight tired voice rang out,

【…… I'm sorry. 】

"I accept your apologies, my lord."

Tarasin replied fluently, that is, he was kind, and it was estimated that a fight had already started when he replaced another overlord.

Realizing that he could not continue like this, Motarian straightened up, removed his hood, and the original reached out,

[Human Empire, Death Guard Primordial, Motarian.] 】

"Former Feared of the Dead, Neshirak Overlord, Tarasin."

Tarasin stretched out his mechanical appendage and shook Motarian's hand, but this time, Mortarian calmly felt as if he was dead,

The original body releases its hand,

Thank you for your willingness to accept the commission of the Lord of the Silent Retreat.

Motarian said without any mood swings,

[I believe that the Lord of the Silent Order is willing to entrust... Existence must be an existence that he is willing to trust. 】

"Of course," said Tarasin waving his hand, "that kid has gotten a lot from me. ”

He looked at Motarian for another moment, but Motarian continued,

[In his comrade-in-arms, and in the name of Motarian,] said Motarian, his face pale as a dead man, [Tarasin, I wish to change the contents of this commission with you—in the years to come, I hope that you can protect the Master of the Silent Retreat and take him away from the galaxy until he can control himself. 】

Tarasin was silent, as if thinking, and Motarian stared at the other side, feeling that he must be crazy,

But if there is no problem with the message that Makado said - then, it can only be the space hegemon.

It can only be Tarasin.

Until the deceased truly awakens and is truly able to control himself, there is no place in the Empire that can accommodate him.

No one even approached him.

Space necromancers' technology can help him, and their soulless nature makes them completely unafraid of the Dark.

And the space necrons who can make the deal happen......

"Why should I accept it?"

Tarasin asked rhetorically,

In fact, he came here to take in and protect Hades, but he couldn't let it go after taking it in...... Let's see how Hades is in the mood when the time comes.

Motarian stared at Tarasin, his eyes clouded like a cold-blooded animal,

What do you want? 】

Tarasin laughed, the electronic voice was particularly harsh, and the alien waved his hand,

"I just think it's a matter of falling in love with Hades and making friends - talking to you is only based on friendship with him."

Motarian didn't say anything in the face of Tarasin's deliberate taunt, and the Pale Lord sat still, silent.

This can definitely be done, Machado had told Motarian himself.

In the face of interests that are satisfactory to both sides, position is never an issue.

The Emperor and Macado speculated that perhaps Motarian could draw a pie for the space necrons about recovering their souls/giving them a new lease of life.

Motarian has succeeded in taking Death, and other powers may not be unattainable.

And the manifestation of that space necromancer seems to have this intention.

Motarian wanted to let Machado come, but the old man insisted on letting Motarian negotiate, and Machado looked at Motarian and told Motarian that it was his own way from now on.

You can also leave without leaving, said Machado, and continue to swing the scythe at the alien, and I'll let Killiman go.

Motarian took a deep breath,

[I have come to negotiate with you for the sake of the life of the Lord of the Silent Retreat. 】

Motarian was annoyed, he couldn't say those words, anyway, he couldn't say it,

Apparently he only needed Tarasin to mention the condition, but Tarasin deliberately said it around the interests - it was obvious that he was teasing Motarian.

How the hell did the deceased come to befriend such an alien?

Motarian closed his eyes, and when they opened them again, his tone became more casual,

[I know you must be resentful of the deceased for taking too much of you in the first place,]

Motarian chuckled,

[I apologize to you for this, the Death Guard can compensate you - even if you don't like the Death Guard things now, but ...... in the future]

[You can mention.] 】

Motarian said, staring at Tarasin as his eyes turned white for a moment, he looked at the soulless shell, [maybe...... I know what you want? 】

[Even if I can't do it now, it doesn't mean -]

"Thirteen small death guards."

Motarian's words a card,

[What? The original body finally made up its mind to think in a mess,

"Thirteen small death guards."

Tarasin said resolutely,

You don't want it...... Other... Like subspace projection? 】

Tarasin laughed,

"You mean the soul?"

Motarian nodded, and Tarasin's electronic camera looked at Motarian, but he couldn't see the emotions inside,

"I do have the intention of doing so."

"But—" Tarasin changed his tone and waved his hand, "It's just a matter of helping a friend with your bare hands." ”

"If you don't feel at ease......," said Tarasin, "your emperor will definitely restrict me anyway, and I have the technology to prevent the breach of the treaty here." ”

"I'm also curious to see where Hades can go."

Seeing that Motarian's face turned black again,

[You were going to do this in the first place? 】

Tarasin nodded, leisurely picking up the teacup,

"I was the first to arrive in Kadia, human."

Why did you-] deliberately make things difficult for him?

Motarian interrupted his words urgently, and the space necro glanced at him,

"I remember there is a proverb in human beings that you need to be responsible for what you say."

Motarian was silent again.

[I apologize.] 】

Tarasin laughed again, and said in a strange voice,

"I'm really embarrassed for you."

Motarian was silent for a long time, and finally, as soon as the original body lifted his cloak, thirteen round little ones pushed and shoved out under the white mist.

[I apologize to you again for this, Tarasin,]

Motarian said, "I'm sorry I offended my friend's friend. 】

[At the same time, in the name of the Pale Lord, if I have a new discovery in the future, I will come to you.] 】

Motari settled,

[This is my sincerity, and it has nothing to do with the empire and humanity. 】

Motarian looked up at Tarasin, and the little death guard at his feet walked towards Tarasin in fear,

[I hope you will be kind to my friend.] 】

He hated the aliens.

yes, no

(End of chapter)