Admittedly, even Markan Ferros, the teacher of Cardin Stunus, the unnamed "Warlord" of the Iron Hand in the forty-second millennium, who has been the de facto speaker of the Iron Council for more time than any leader in 10,000 years

Even the steadfast hearts and spirits of such heroes in the Iron Hand were deeply shaken by the news that the company commander of the Basque Karagu clan had brought to him.

He stood there as waves of great happiness, surprise, and disbelief poured out of his biological flesh cortex, overloaded pulses that nearly washed away most of the delicate thinking circuits and logic cables from Ferros's artificial brainstem to the chain of furnaces.

But in the same way, Markan Ferros calmed down faster than Basque Karagu had expected, for which he made a point to inform Ferros and congratulate him on the strength of his soul's steel.

"Thank you, Basque Country of Karagu, but now our priority is how to deal with Elder Sobek Wieland, who is very likely to be the Descending Sage of our beloved Father of Genes, as well."

Markan Ferros expressed his question in a rare interrogative sentence, "Basque, I'm sure as a clan company commander you should know that the skull of the great Gorgon is still stored in the ......"

"Yes, I know." The Basque Country emits a binary code that resembles a sneer, but without hesitation.

"It's kept under the Eye of Medusa, guarded by the Hammonks, so that's one of the reasons I fought a duel with Hastame Hammonk, who insisted that as long as Gorgon's skull existed, then this one here couldn't be our genetic father himself, and that the Advent would only be complete if the original skull was removed and the original skull was replaced - listen to these crazy things about Hastam! Wasn't that enough of a 10,000-year-old event to teach some people a lesson! ”

"Well, Basque, Hastam's offer is indeed too ...... It's strict, but, I think I've known you so well for hundreds of years, and your emotions have never been so obvious as they are today, and maybe you should ...... too."

"Naturally...... Of course it should be. I've turned off everything I can turn off my emotional control protocol, and so does the cortical controller, Phyllos. ”

"Huh? Belch! Belch?! ”

"Yes."

"Huh? But? Why? How so? ”

A burst of pleasant laughter, deliberately hidden for a long time, erupted and flowed along the current into the Iron Father's mind, very light, very cheerful, and Feros could feel each of them vibrate with a pleasant harmony.

The corners of Feros's mouth also curled up slightly, unconsciously: the Karagu clan has been watching for the return of the original body for so long, and they have been almost inseparable from the holy mountain...... Perhaps this is the result of the extreme repression, although they do not belong to the same clan, and their Forge Chain is not the same, but Markan Ferros does feel and rejoice in the joy of Basque Karagus.

This extra emotion caused some of his thought circuits to instantly shift to other clans that were more extensive and deeply involved in emotional and brain control, such as the Volgan and Soraka...... and Avigni and Rakouan.

Part of the Iron Father sighed in his own thoughts.

“…… So we asked you to come over, and the only and most important job today is to talk to him, Markan Ferros. ”

"Talk? With Sobek Wieland—or with the father of our great genes? ”

"Exactly...... Although all the ordained logical reasoning machines, the ancient contemplative of predictive arithmetic, and all the wise minds of the Karagu clan pointed to Sobek Wieland for the logical results of the calculations, Hammonk's doubts seemed to us today to be a factor that had to be added to the calculations. ”

"After the duel, we agreed to let you come first as part of the process of witnessing and verifying the return of the original body, and the next one will be Cardin Stunus – and therefore Markan Ferros – and your testimony after this conversation will serve as a strong proof that we will proclaim this to the rest of the clans in the Council of Steel," Basque said. ”

"Wait a minute, guys...... You haven't told everyone yet? You're not going to tell Mars about it, either? The Iron Father of Rakuan hesitated, "Why are you doing this?" He asked, suspicious at the same time, that part of his mechanical wiring was ready for battle.

"Clan Commander of Karagu, in this day and age, the return of one of His noble sons is no less than a real booster, and it will be the moment when legends walk on the ground—the return of our beloved Primordial is a glorious event that deserves to be celebrated by all our children to Medusa, why do you want to be so sneaky and need to pull me in to witness step by step?"

"Don't get me wrong, Philos." Basque replied, as if he had known that he would ask such a question, "I am in agreement with Hastim on this matter. Partly because we also thought that such a cautious step-by-step approach was in line with our habit of action planning, but more often because we had received a secret order from the Father of Genes himself, who demanded that his return be kept secret, and at the highest level, he did not want to be spied on in his whereabouts - the time had not come. ”

"Gorgon's actions are seldom like this—are you really receiving secret orders from our great father? Are you sure you've not been tainted by some demonic tricks, or are you being manipulated by shameful alien thieves to steal our precious Gorgon treasury? ”

"Of course. No one has more information about the primordial and ancient times than the Karagu and Hammonks. So we are sure that - come, I have shared it with you. ”

Markan Ferros wrapped his core with his utmost caution and the strictest firewall code, and carefully opened the secret packet that Basque had teleported to him.

The code is short, with only a few lines, but perfectly annotated with a much shorter audio.

But the eye that still belonged to Marcan Ferros was instantly filled with a physiological brackish fluid—he didn't remove his tear ducts because he thought he had lost this function—and he was grateful for the moment when he could hear the iron voice of the Father of Genes again.

"Feros, stay ignorant and try your best to cooperate, just like me." The voice of Basque warning came from the secret channel, as they all sensed that Sobek Wieland's sensors were looking suspiciously at the Iron Father, who looked trembling all over.

"I will, Basque. As always, I will complete the task. The Iron Father blinked, absorbing the fragile fluids of flesh and blood, and then strode forward, regaining his usual resolute and resolute momentum, and walking towards the Divine Contempt Fearless.

(End of chapter)