It turns out that it's not appropriate to talk about business during meals, but sometimes it's quite productive.

Hun Suo unexpectedly cooperated with the Iron Lord's order to serve him.

In fact, the endorsement of the Demon Primordial made up for his innate deficiency in the eyes of the other Iron Warriors - he easily led his troops to suppress any dissenting voices, turning Karan-Gower and its surroundings into an efficient and well-guarded war fortress and arsenal.

He quickly set up his warband, with his champion Onyx remaining at the fort and himself aboard the Iron Blood with Dassada and Soltarn (the latter being appointed from Perturabo).

This changed Perturabo's mood to a cloudy one, but Ramizane did not, and he looked a little worried.

However, his concerns were greatly alleviated after they had another in-depth conversation with Honso.

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"I was relieved when I heard him say 'no,' and it was great news that this kid hadn't really started the Demon Womb Project yet."

Lamizan collapsed in the newly-made full-size sofa without a figure, muttering that he and Peturabo were now the only ones and a dog in the private workshop, with a whole team of hoops guarding the door.

"I can't believe he could use his brain to come up with such a in the middle of such high-intensity combat and intrigues...... Apparently it was a very wise decision to take him with him and let him learn how to be a *regular* pharmacist. Pepe, we need to keep this kid in jail, I don't want a second old Chinese medicine doctor...... Oh, in the local language, Fabius Bair. ”

Bordermund occupied another staircase couch, his snow-white mane reflected in the flickering light on the screen around him, and countless data boards were scattered around him and on the floor—not that Lamizan had done nothing, there was a whole new set of pet supplies on the workbench in the distance, from steel hair combs in three spacings to small Legion emblem iron skull pendants on the collar, and judging by some rather old items, they should have been the work of some recumbent man.

"Honso's idea of this chaotic artifact has become very feasible, and he has come to present it to me as a matter of merit, and many have already learned that he is ready to implement this technology; I have no doubt that in this place where it is extremely difficult to add new blood, I have those ...... 's heirs will fight for it. Perturabo replied as he tilted his head to look at the screen next to him, the tips of his ears quivering and shaking with the movement, and his paws trying to disassemble a ball of wire.

"He is indeed a sharp-witted, nimble, and extremely fortunate officer, a rare quality in my legion, and his stay with me will undoubtedly reduce the effectiveness of warfare in some areas, but it will also improve others. - Why do you care so much about this? Anyway, this is in Medlengaard, inside the Eye of Fear, the ...... of the Legion Home planet. ”

"It's because it's this time, this place, this person, and it's all worse when it comes together, though I don't remember the details at all, and it's touching again - Honso hasn't done it yet! But I'm pretty sure we're going to have to get out of here. ”

Ramizane smacked his lips, "Because maybe at this moment, the invincible fourth company commander of your thirteenth brother's family has already gone straight here with his comrades to prepare for a wonderful epic battle - if this is ......, then I will not underestimate the degree of inertial malice in this universe." And personally, I don't want to meet this kind of halo-like protagonist at all right now, after all, we're some kind of abomination now, and we should. ”

Perturabo let out a cold snort from his nose, "You think I'm an abomination, you can say it. ”

"Huh?"

The dog's face showed an unusually gloomy expression, "I know, that's what you actually think, looking at the terrible synchronization rate of your soul and my body so far. ”

"Huh?"

"I know you've been putting up with all this, including me."

"Huh?"

"Why be so surprised, I know it."

"Huh?"

Lamizan's face was full of incredulity, "What are you doing crazy! You mean I've been disgusted with you? Where did you come to such a conclusion? It's not that I really don't understand - weren't we just talking about something else?! ”

The dog looked at him with his head held high and looked domineering with his proud gaze from the Lord of Iron, well, if the ears were not attached to the head and the tail was not tightly curled.

"Okay, okay, at least you still say it, so let's talk." He shook his head helplessly.

"If there is a choice, who will come to this universe? But it's all here—it's already in this state, look—I opened my eyes and in the eyes of fear, there was an indistinguishable Chaos Demon Primordial Body, a Demon Planet, a group of scattered Chaos Astarte Heirs, a Glory Queen full of little secrets, at this time, I was still left in the subspace with such a helpless appearance? Don't think the Chaos Egg is fast enough? Or don't you think there is another demon lord to catch me as a blood bag? Of course, it's the burden to go to the real universe! Maybe we'll find some way to save our lives or solve it before we get targeted by 'those four'. As for defecting to the Empire, it's not like I haven't thought about it (the dog snorted heavily), but as soon as I knew that the Great Rebellion was over, I didn't think about it anymore, look at the Inquisition or some other demonic person, and look at my current situation, your father won't answer my call...... No, this is not good, thinking about the high lord and the Inquisition, there is still a great risk of being stabbed in the back. ”

He reached over and gently rubbed the back of the border collie's hairy head, neck and chin in a technique that was well received by all kinds of dogs in 2K Guterra.

It's hard to believe that a giant in power armor can make such finely controlled movements, but the fact that the super control center of LOGOS combined with the electronic muscles makes this kind of thing seem easy and powerful.

“…… So you see, while I don't want to stay in Medrengaard, I'm not going to your daddy's side either, right? Such obvious logic. Besides, I still have you! Neither of us can leave either, Peturabo, Peturabo, I need you, you are the best in this world. ”

"Humph!" Bian Mu looked at him sideways for a moment, perhaps wondering if he was telling the truth, or maybe the tail hair technique was too familiar and comfortable, and finally the dog's ears turned from tight to relaxed, his tail hair loosely spread out on the sofa, and his throat grunted.

"Given that this huge mess that is in the process of decaying all the time is unlikely to help us for a moment or a half—they don't need to make things worse without indecipherable prophecies and special talents—there is nothing wrong with your logic. Reaching reality first is indeed the number one priority. ”

"Great, looks like we're on the same page!" Lamizan diligently rubbed the base of the dog's ears, "Aren't you going to take more heirs with you before leaving?" The Iron Blood is really a big ship, how do we steer it if we don't have enough people? ”

The dog was squinting his eyes and enjoying the massage, and Wen Yan slapped the iron-gray armor of Genri's armor with his mouth.

"The void is deep, and the hungry are multitude. There is more than one power that can gaze here...... Under the cloak of false correctness, it is safer and more feasible for us to select a small number of people who are as reliable as possible and carry out the necessary actions. My heirs may not all be reliable, but they are loyal and faithful. - As for the voyage, the Iron Blood has always been in a semi-combat readiness, and the current crew and the iron ring have no problem with her, the only thing to worry about is that we will have to replenish some new fighters as soon as possible after we go out, and let Hong Suo take care of this matter. ”

"Huh? Why? There are also plenty of experienced veterans underneath. ”

“…… Just because it's a veteran! ”

"Huh?"

Lamizan's hand armor was slapped again with hatred.

"Huh?"

"Do you have to say it! I'll want you to be ashamed! ”

The Demon Primordial roared.