"What do you say this is?!"

The mark of purity on the dreadnought's body faithfully held the parchment notes filled with prayers and chants fluttering as he moved, and the second company commander pointed to an object in the room.

"'A special resting bed for the hard-working Dreadnought brothers-the Contempt model is for the Defiant model, which is compatible with the Forbidden Army Dreadnought, and the other Dreadnought models should use the corresponding bed type.'" The Lee Kevin brothers' voices were so calm and serious that it seemed that Skral was a little excited. "It's a superior room, and it's normal to have bedding in the room, Brother Skrall."

Yes, if this is a passenger ship and I'm a traveler, that's normal, but on a regimental flagship, it's not an armory, and you're talking to a dreadnought, how do you say the words "this is normal"?!

"But there are no dedicated maintenance servants, no mechanical priests, no choir servant crews, no servo skull interfaces, and no pharmacists!"

Even the place is surprisingly ...... "not imperial", and certainly doesn't quite fit Skral's long-standing impression of chaos, which is very simple but somehow feels very attentive.

This style was undoubtedly suspicious enough for some Inquisitors, but Sklar admired them, but felt that they didn't match the delicate spirit bone craftsmanship of the Aeldarns, and of course, they didn't seem to have much to do with the green-skinned orcs, space necromancers, or other aliens he knew.

Ah—if you have to find a description that is more familiar to the Empire, Skrall would say that it looks like a somewhat 30-carat country manor that has not been tainted with the over-decorated atmosphere of the Empire today, but the décor is more simplified and symbolic, more comfortable and simpler, and the proportions are all enlarged.

"Indeed, neither of our two technical, artistic, non-mortal apothecary brothers have yet to return from their destined journey, may the Great Sage of Terra bless them in completing their spiritual pilgrimage."

“…… And I, I'm a dreadnought! I am the reverberation of the warrior who does not want to rest and still wants to serve the empire and the warband, and I am the war machine and the extermination fire that brings destruction to the enemy, heresy, and aliens! I will never sleep, I will never rest, only to protect my Lord, to protect humanity and to fight against all the evil enemies of this galaxy! ”

Sklar pointed to the large bed that looked like it must be comfortable for a mortal, "So now please tell me, this is actually a static stand made in the shape of a bed." ”

"I am sorry, Brother Sclar, that my duty does not allow me to lie to a faithful elder," replied Brother Reverend Lee Kevin, "and this is a bed, and no matter how you ask me, it is also a bed for intrepids." ”

“…… All right! At least it's clean, spacious and airy! Standing in the middle of the room, Skrall waved his power claw, pointing to a table top, illuminated by bright simulated daylight, with sunlight and flowers reminding him of the gardens he had destroyed, and what appeared to be a handmade table was surrounded by a large circle of cream-white leather and cloth that looked like it might be a seat, and even thoughtfully placed blue gold-rimmed cushions on top so that they could form the proportional colors of the Iron Heart Warband. So what is this?! ”

"The living room and sofa in this room." Kevin replied calmly, "Don't worry, Brother Skral, the fruit basket and flower arrangement on the table are real, and these sofas and coffee tables have all been strengthened by the ship's armory, so the weight of your noble steel body is not a problem." ”

“…… I hope you really understand that I'm referring to my usual combat readiness weight that has always been between thirteen.9 and fourteen.5 tons, Brother Lee Kevin. ”

"Of course." The priest's brother's calmness had begun to make Sklar feel a little strange, "So this is the jacuzzi. Let me introduce it to you. ”

“…… Do you really know what you're talking about, priest," Daring Do 's voice has begun to grow heavy, "You're just saying 'jacuzzi' to a Daring Do who has been put in an iron coffin. ”

The priest's voice sounded unafraid, "Yes, the jacuzzi is separate from wet and dry, and then here is the kitchen and dining room specially built for our intrepid visitors - this is part of it that we renovated not too long ago - is amazing, you should still be the first guest to experience it." Personally, I don't recommend using them right after dinner, especially in this bathroom, as it's better to use them after a little bit of training or gladiatorial cage activity. ”

"Emperor bless!" "I've never heard the word 'gladiator' so happy!" The sound of it brought me back to solid ground! Instead of making me feel like I'm stepping into some strange world of corruption! ”

"Pay attention to what you say, Elder, there is no subspace corruption here, and no one will be subjected to similar charges." The rosary shimmered slightly under the priest's skull mask, "My existence is the best proof of this." ”

"That's exactly what I thought before I stepped into this room." Angron's heir, the second company commander of Ironheart, replied, "But now I'm not sure. ”

"It's okay, I think you'll be sure soon, or I need me to praise the emperor on the spot and sing all the hymns right now."

"Okay, or that question, it looks like I'm the only one living here?"

Lee Kevin turned his head, and Skrall felt that he must have blinked when he saw the expression under the priest's skull mask.

"This is your single VIP room, and the identification information entered is also yours alone, of course, it's always more comfortable to live alone, isn't it, of course, normal servants are all served by machine soldiers here, don't worry, company commander brother."

"So you're not kidding me? Right? "Fearless took a step forward, and was somewhat secretly surprised to find the feedback tactile of his steel walking feet on the soft, thick carpet." Do you have a kitchen and dining room for a dreadnought? And a bathroom and a bed? Hell, you guys are acting like aliens who are first in contact with fearless warriors and are as ridiculous and layman! You don't even have a basic Heavy Maintenance Mechanic or Engineer for me here, so do you expect me to be able to do the maneuvers required for this series of room functions on my own? ”

"My skull and spine have been stripped from the remains of myself thousands of years ago," he roared with an inexplicable, rising and growing rage like an extinct volcano that had exploded—not the wrath of a battle. Countless pipes and plugs are connected to this ancient and sacred battle iron coffin! I'm going to continue my 10,000-year-old service in this amniotic chamber coffin, but you or the master here shouldn't tease a true warrior like that! ”

He wields his power claw, while his other hand is a dreadnought heavy assault gun.

"Tell me, though I can control myself to make more delicate movements, how am I going to use such a body to use such a complete 'human facility' that you have provided me? Well?! Do you even think I can control my sleep or cook as much as I can do as a living person?! ”

"Absolutely." Kevin replied, "Lord Ramizane said this is a place where Daring Do can relax, so you can." ”

The priest reverently made a prayer gesture and kissed his rosary.

Skral suddenly realized that the priest brother was not peaceful.

(End of chapter)