Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 250 Everything Freezes, The Prodigal Son Turns Back

The fierce cold wind did not stop until the next day. Those restless snowflake spirits flickered outside the window like deadly ghosts. Even the wood froze to ice. Arya surrounded the stove and looked worriedly at the weak Red hot light.

Hagrid put the palm he used to kill lives on the girl's shoulders, but his eyesight was better, and he could see the lush greenery in the greenhouses and fields too cold to lift his head. Even if there were heating equipment, the temperature there It has reached the point where those poor little ones are frozen.

The genetically modified wheat can endure the cold that ordinary people can't stand, but what will happen if it continues like this, no one can say clearly.

Arya closed her palms at the moment and read silently. "Merciful lord of men, let the malt bear fruit, gracious lord of men, let the gold come..."

Hagrid licked his chapped mouth, because of the cold, his skin began to lack moisture, but even so, he did not pray to the Emperor, but he respected other people's choices, but when Arya prayed, the old man couldn't help it. Lively looking into the crackling fuel of the stove.

The prayer lasted for several hours. When the cold wind became more intense, Arya's voice seemed to be unable to reach Terra. She also understood that her prayer was only psychological comfort, but she quickly adjusted her attitude.

"Huh... so the Emperor will help us, he just needs a little time, right?"

Arya asked Hagrid, and for a moment the giant didn't know how to answer. "Yes, definitely... definitely will." He murmured, even if he returned to the empire at this moment, he still couldn't accept the belief he had betrayed. This is complicated and strange. Dissatisfaction with the emperor accumulated in the millennium subspace life.

Arya was sensitive, she was a clever child, and she didn't bring it up, she just stretched out her hand, enjoying the negligible heat of the fire to warm her frail body.

In the natural environment where the universe was born, there are not many worlds as gentle as Terra, and Skadi is definitely not one of them. As if falling from mid-air, this place has become a complete icy hell.

Hagrid gently wiped away the frozen things on Arya's cheeks. He was relieved that the moisture was frozen instead of Arya, but now, he had to let go of things that might lower the body temperature again.

Fortunately, there were no gaps in the room, and the thick clothes kept most of Arya's body temperature, and the flames added with promethium could burn blazingly. Hot, tumble, takes more time than usual.

He added melted cheese to it, and although cheese's popularity in Skadi was only due to its longevity, it had to be admitted that this primitive fermented food offered them much hope.

Sugar, cheese, heat, temperature, the coffee had become strange, rich and sweet, and it must taste good, and Hagrid poured those things out of the military pot and put them in a bowl. "Drink it, you can get through it if you drink it."

Arya let out a thin puff of mist. "What about you, teacher? Don't you have one?"

Hagrid said. "I'm not cold, the space warrior can seal the pores, keep water and heat in the body, and achieve 100% internal circulation."

Arya said. "Up to 80%. I have been to school, and I have done better than most of my peers. Don't lie to me. I will give you half, or you won't be able to survive!"

Hagrid shook his head. "One-third..." They were not short of supplies, but it took too long for the food to reach a sufficient temperature in this weather. Secondly, people didn't know how long the blizzard would last. Hagrid regretted it a bit. He didn't expect the weather here to be so Extreme, but when he saw Arya's small body curled up but firmly guarding those crops, he couldn't bear to let the child leave.

He is like a worried grandpa, he is reluctant to part with the child, and he is not at ease that Arya is in the castle. He thinks he can take good care of her, can teach her things that are not in books, to be relied on, to be relied on, and the strange His family and friendship made him unable to let go.

Is wheat important?Not necessarily for Hagrid today, of course, they are his few friends, but the value of a living person far surpasses those things, when this idea appeared in Hagrid's mind, this person was hopelessly hurt The traitors also stepped on the road to salvation.

He slowly added new fuel, slowly sipped the strong coffee, and looked at the sleepy-eyed Arya, the kitten was sleepy because the atmosphere of Skadi was covered by clouds, and he couldn't tell day from night. Shake lightly.

"It's not time to go to bed. You can only rest at night, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

Arya rubbed her eyes. "Sorry, it's too comfortable here."

Hagrid sighed, thinking that if his former battle brothers saw his current appearance, they would be so surprised that they would be speechless.

It’s just that it’s cold and windy now, and the temperature drop is getting worse. If the night gets better, it’s not difficult to survive today. Hagrid puts new food in the boiler, stirs it, then stands up, and starts filling the walls of the room with cotton, The warmth brought by this is a drop in the bucket, and it is better than nothing, at least it makes people feel warm visually.

In the crackling of the fire, Arya looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window. Those elves completely blocked most of her vision, and it seemed that the entire greenhouse would be buried by the snow. If it weren't for the excellent quality of the things here, It's also kind of scary.

But she didn't regret staying here. Compared with the cold, she cared more about this big man who was hurt. The sensitive girl already felt that this man was attacked by the Mechanicus, and at the same time, she was also attacked by the Chaos Space Marine. Pass.

They all have wounds, but Arya came over and got scars. Now she took the initiative to help him, which is kind and can learn a lot from this old man. Arya respects Hagrid very much, almost only Second to her adoptive father.

This clever child rarely causes people to worry, but he only shows his child's character in his father and here. He is the first duchess of Skadi and the next planetary governor of Panlan, Arya Bearing the pressure that many peers don't understand.

She looked at the snowflakes outside the window, but she thought in her heart, please don't stop the weather that cuts her off from the world, which is why even if she prayed, she just prayed that the wheat would survive the cold.

It is rare for Arya to become childish, and only when she is with "strange relatives" on such a day can she show the childishness that a 16-year-old should have.

This blizzard feels different from different angles. For Hagrid, this is like a trial to test whether he can protect Arya. For the girl, this is a unique and long time. Let her let go of everything. Painful vacation.

The definition of beautiful and uncomfortable is so vague. Some people like it and others hate it, but their views are not wrong. This kind of contradictory and harmonious days lasted for several days and months, about ten days, and the specific days were due to the cold The sunrise and sunset are blurred.

When the blizzard continued for many days, the cold was no longer exaggerated. Inside the hut, a girl in a thick winter coat was cooking food. Hagrid, a giant, beat the wooden horse made for the girl with a hammer. A beautiful white unicorn, It was too naive for Arya, but how could a giant with a history of thousands of years be so simple.

Hagrid gave the last blow, and then twisted the simple spring device behind the wooden horse with his own great force. The principle is not complicated, it is just a giant wind-up car, but if such a device is enlarged to be exaggerated like an anime, Its kinetic energy will be quite powerful.

"Come on, try?" Hagrid put down the car with a smile, and Arya put down the spoon like an adult, and came staggering in heavy clothes.

"It's so beautiful, what a handsome horse..." Arya commented, and stroked the saddle of the unicorn, and after she got on and pressed the starting mechanism, the body of the car actually carried her slowly get up.

However, only a space warrior could twist such a huge clockwork mechanism, enough to carry the girl and several kilograms of wood and iron forward, so this became a gift that Hagrid could only give her.

Arya rode forward like a female general of Valhalla, the spoon in her hand became a commanding sword, galloping around the house, which became one of the few cold days Fun, and after the event, she's even able to sweat it out.

But the weather is not good, at the end of the dinner, when Arya went to take care of the fierce horse, the coldness outside the window suddenly returned, and a fierce storm fell, this time the cooling even froze the promethium, Arya's face turned pale, But he yelled at the first time. "wheat!"

Hagrid looked to the window at this moment, and his superhuman vision quickly saw that the malt in the frost had become quite emaciated. , no one will look at the fruits of their day and month labor, and their children are so painful and unmoved.

"Damn..."

"What to do?" He couldn't do anything, even Superman couldn't do it, they can stay up all night to keep their body temperature through, but those wheat can't, those plants have no heat...

Arya asked, clutching her chest. "How's it going, teacher?"

Hagrid sighed. "No, wait until next year..."

"No!" Arya yelled suddenly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "I can stay in Skadi for a short time. If the wheat doesn't harvest well, I won't see..."

Hagrid rubbed his temples suddenly. Because of his stubbornness and stupidity, he made the child endure the cold with him, and the pale little girl in front of him wanted nothing more than to watch the golden wheat fields ripen. , but can't complete this task?

He let out a breath of hot air suddenly. "Ultramarines Legion, 3rd Platoon Leader, Hagrid, request to come out..." He put on his thick clothes and asked Arya.

"My commander, how to save those children?"

Arya closed her eyes and thought. "Start the overload, turn on the core of the temperature equipment, and then adjust it according to red, blue, and red, so that the warmth generated by it can be doubled, and there are a total of 7 large heating equipment in this area, scattered all over..."

Hagrid put his finger against her mouth. "Enough is enough, my commander, the veteran strikes out, the mission must be completed!" He left no time for Arya to repent, walked out of the room, and quickly closed the door, leaving Arya in the room watching the fire...

And when Hagrid left, the cold climbed up his body in an instant, and he felt the feeling that his clothes had turned into power armor. The snow melts to produce moisture to drain the body.

Compared with the pain he experienced during his military service, it was cold here, but the visibility was low. He strode like a meteor, and stepped on the ground extremely quickly. The soft soil became dry and hard, and only the sound of his stepping was left behind.

Soon he turned on the first device, and the half-person tall thing quickly became red and warm after being overloaded, and provided him with a lot of energy.

He continued to move forward without saying a word. He was familiar with the road inside the shed. One, two, and three, the temperature gradually climbed up, and rays of light like the sun began to rise in the dark interior of the shed. Arya watched from the window. With a smile on his face.

"He made it! He made it..."

But Hagrid couldn't hear it. He was already so tortured by the cold that his body couldn't control himself. The long journey and low temperature made this superman start to slow down. The fifth, or the sixth?His heart beat slower and his breathing grew longer.

When he turned on the sixth device and relied on warmth to restore a lot of energy, he realized that he was getting older, the circulation ability of the heart was getting worse, and the insulation effect of the muscles was greatly reduced. Time is not forgiving...

No matter how powerful the veteran is, he still has to consider practical reasons. He may not be able to make it through...

But suddenly, he slapped himself on the face fiercely, and said like crazy. "Sergeant Hagrid, what is your mission?"

He asked and answered. "Save my own child!"

After speaking, it seemed that there was a strange force dragging this old body forward. He couldn't complain about being old, and he couldn't ignore it. His body was already tattered and wounded, and his physical symptoms became more and more serious during this period. Deterioration, he's lived long enough, the nasty wounds of many years of war are eating away at his abilities.

But so what?

He walked up to the last device and opened it skillfully, as if this was what he was destined to do. When the warmth came, his physical strength also reached its limit. In a daze, he knelt on the ground and bathed in the device The warmth that is insignificant to him.

That force dragged him away for a long time, and at last he returned to the cabin, and when the door opened, Arya ran screaming, but the giant didn't have the strength to close the door, and fell to the ground, but the girl didn't scream, didn't panic At a loss, she braved the wind and cold that almost killed her, closed the door with amazing will, and dragged the old man to the stove.

The warmth restored Hagrid's sanity and strength, but he realized that the current body temperature could no longer keep him alive, he said tremblingly. "Wheat, it's all right, kid."

Arya's eyes were red. "Teacher, Grandpa Hagrid, you're all right, aren't you?"

At this moment Hagrid didn't have the energy to answer, he just bowed weakly to the flame, apologized to his father, apologized to Guilliman, apologized to the Emperor, and prayed that they would let Arya grow up healthy and healthy, now he is not a warrior , not a soldier, just a grandfather with a child.

That's why he dragged his old body and completed the last mission of his life for Skadi and Arya...

And in the end, he became a hero!

And Arya also closed her eyes, and for the first time, the girl prayed devoutly to the Emperor to extinguish the storm and let the warmth return, time after time, time after time.

And before Hagrid's body couldn't hold it anymore, it was unknown whether the sudden cold wind had finally come to an end, or the prayer was really effective. A ray of light fell on Hagrid's old face, slowly waking him up.

He saw Arya lying on his chest, sleeping with red eyes, the great sun hanging in the sky, the unlit heaters outside the windows meant they were helping the wheat through the night.

Hagrid feebly stroked the girl's cheek, muttering to himself. "Thank you, Father, thank you..." and then shed tears of regret.

(End of this chapter)