How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 125 Once I Accept My Weakness

In fact, it’s funny to say that after Konrad Coates confirmed that he was undoubtedly a loser in every sense of the word, the whole world suddenly became brighter before his eyes.

For the overly proud Primarch, how to get them to have a correct self-understanding is the most difficult part of the whole thing.If they can successfully do this, relying on the original body's thinking, reasoning, learning and understanding abilities that are far beyond ordinary people, it will not be difficult for them to correct their original shortcomings.

Provided that they want to do so.

Almost no one can force a original body to do something he doesn't want to do. It was this problem that caused Tatsuka Fujimaru a lot of doubts before.If Konrad Coates wanted to make a change, the change would come quickly and violently - he indeed made great changes in a short period of time based on his own expectations and decisions, but no one knew what was happening. In this process, what did Coz expect and what did he become?

She had the intention to observe and guide this issue, but unfortunately everything happened too quickly.After Fujimaru Ritsuka was finally freed from the heavy coordination work, there was still a war that the gods paid attention to, waiting for her support and dispatch.Although it has only been three or four days since she joined this war, maybe she planned to quickly end all the work at hand and then go back to stare at him, but it is a pity...

She still had a little too much faith in Robert Guilliman's regulatory processes and the encryption of the Imperial messaging infrastructure.

One standard week in the Terran calendar was enough to prepare a primarch to change his appearance, not to mention that ten days had passed since Curze made up his mind to do this.At this moment, whether it was right or wrong, he was ready and decided to submit his answer.

He is a coward, a sinner, a prisoner, a rebel, a torturer, a barbaric tyranny, and the edge of fear.He wanted to be righteous and judge, but he just went further and further down the wrong path.

He wanted to correct the problem, but his own past experience simply didn't provide a good enough experience.But it didn't matter, he soon realized that in his second life, there was a pretty good model next to him.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka had to face this, what would she do?

Conrad Curze spent a long time thinking about this question during the two days he lay dormant quietly in the Lion's Mane.Given that there are already a lot of samples, it is not difficult to simulate the thinking of a mortal.He knew very well that Fujimaru Ritsuka would not give up any of her heirs who "still have hope" in her opinion, just like she would not give up Nostramo who had repeatedly betrayed her in the illusion; but he also It is very clear that he himself definitely does not have such good patience to carry out this matter.

Then, while thinking, he gradually realized something: Of course, he could imitate the judgment that Fujimaru Ritsuka might make, but that would not be his own judgment.If things go on like this for a long time, he will become a slightly different copy of this little girl in a sense - indeed, Fujimaru Ritsuka can obviously handle such complex problems, but since a mortal like her can, he How about Conrad Coates?

This idea made him inexplicably compete with Fujimaru Ritsuka without his knowledge.

He knew that if she had to face such a group of rebellious offspring, she would first try to communicate, try to declare her views through speeches, try to judge, convict, serve sentences and educate them.There are many examples of her doing this in the fantasy world, and Conrad Coates's evaluation of this is: mortal thinking.

Curze is the Primarch, and the Primarch has the Primarch's way of doing things.

——Now, the bridge console of the Lion's Mane is broadcasting a pre-recorded speech of his into the nearby void, and he himself has boarded a jump gang torpedo that he personally modified, together with the ten The eight heirs who had successfully passed the road of judgment were preparing to sail to any of the shabby ships that had just jumped out of the subspace.

From the beginning, he had no intention of picking the opponent's flagship first.On the one hand, it is too common sense to attack the flagship first and it is boring; on the other hand, if he needs to face his own genetic descendants, Coze, who has already understood his own nature to some extent, will not Need to make things...so troublesome.

Son of genes, base contract, master-slave relationship - he learned these concepts from Fujimaru Ritsuka.It can be seen from the fact that the latter has never exercised corresponding power in their contractual relationship, and she does not seem to like to show authority in this regard, but Coze has no such concerns.

The surrounding shell began to vibrate on its own, and an absolutely uncomfortable force accumulated on the outside. Everyone skillfully opened the magnetic boots and confirmed the stability of the seat belt and backrest.At the moment when the gun barrel was operating and pushing the jump torpedo into the void, Coze's nightmare cloak dutifully captured the nearby communication signal for him:

"Hello, all robbers, robbers, torturers, murderers, perverted artists, those who surrender to chaos, trash who only acts to satisfy their own bestiality, deserters who will easily kneel down when encountering a strong enemy—— You scum and villains, you Night Lords.”

He heard his own voice on the radio.

"Hello, my children." Amidst the deafening sound of the promethium engine, he was even a little surprised: his tone was so calm when he admitted this.

"As you can see, I am Konrad Kurtz, the father of your genes. Maybe you will be confused and doubtful about this. You can also regard this sentence as a taunt by an enemy or some new type of prank. , laugh it off - I don't care. I will show you the relevant evidence soon, but before that, I still have something to say to you."

Cozz suddenly regretted his choice of words: it sounded like he wanted to say something from his heart to these genetic children he had never met, but that was not what he wanted to express.

What he said to these bastard sons was just a parody of the "duty to inform" to some extent.He will pass sentence on these heirs, and they should at least know what they are about to encounter.

"You may be surprised when you hear my voice, because you have heard that I am dead. I can now answer this question frankly: I am indeed dead. But after an experience that is long and boring to tell , I was forcibly pulled up from a peaceful death by my (electronic noise) father."

Curze frowned.The dark angels had made corrections to the audio without his consent, and he remembered that.

"Perhaps you have heard about my hatred and disgust for crime itself, and how harshly I will punish the criminals. Or maybe these things have also been dusted in thousands of years, abandoned in the chaotic subspace. - It doesn’t matter. I’m just saying now: after re-examining my life, I’ve come to a conclusion.”

The original body glanced back at the loud noise of the ship's hull shaking, and had no doubt that the little bastards behind him were also taking advantage of the last bit of free time to listen to the radio seriously.

"I have committed many sins in my life, the most serious and despicable of which are arbitrariness, weakness and avoidance. I have realized what kind of person I am, so I will not blame you for your 1 years of wandering. It expresses surprise and pain at what it has become. You have all inherited a part of me. How can you grow healthy and lush branches and leaves from the already dirty seeds?"

The noise of the jumping torpedo is very loud when it is traveling. In theory, even the original body would have difficulty distinguishing all the details of the sound in such an environment.But Coz was a little doubtful that when the broadcast played this part, there were one or two soft whimpering coming from behind him.

"I accept this reality: the vast majority of you are a puddle of hopeless sludge, and the few who are still reluctant are just not completely rotten. Just as I also accept that I am a paranoid murderer, cruel Executioner can also have a hundred and eighty other terrible titles at the same time - but what I want to say is that I have no intention of keeping it that way."

The 20 kilometers between the ships of the two sides passed by at the speed of the jumping torpedoes. According to calculations, a dilapidated ship belonging to the Night Lord should be close at hand.At the right time, Curze reached out to the console he had modified and activated several magic components that he had personally installed on the torpedo hull and were derived from Chaldean technology.

“During that long and boring experience, I gradually realized that when faced with an obvious error, I should not choose to destroy it directly along with its carrier, but should correct it. This means that in this second life, I will not try to pursue a trial that ends in death, but should try to correct the mistakes I made 1 years ago."

There was no doubt that they hit the enemy ship's void shield head-on, but due to the effects of those components and the calculations of Curze's own primarch-level brain, the jumping torpedo mysteriously did not smash into the shield - but As if trapped in some kind of soft gel, it suddenly slowed down visually.

However, the crew inside the jumping torpedo did not feel the deceleration at all: the void shield would block all objects exceeding a certain speed from passing through, so as long as some kind of subspace method was used to extend the voyage before the impact, the torpedo itself slowed down enough to Through the interception of the void shield, it is natural to reach the hull itself.

"——I said this not to ask for your opinions, nor to ask you to embark on this thorny road with me. What I mean is——"

Ten seconds later, the Jump Gang torpedo successfully crossed the void shield, at the cost of losing most of its propulsion and speed - but it didn't matter, the Night Lord's ship and the Jump Gang torpedo were traveling in the opposite direction, that is to say, even if they If you don't continue to move forward, the opponent's ship will quickly hit you.

"——You are also the mistakes I have made."

In contrast to this sentence, the melta bomb at the front of the torpedo was triggered after the collision.The last auxiliary propulsion engine at the tail of the torpedo ignited, allowing it to burrow completely into the hull of the ship.In the dirty, chaotic corridor of the Night Lord, filled with the smell of putrid corpses, the torpedo hatch slowly opened:
"I'm here for you." Conrad Coze's voice, which became rough and terrifying after being processed by the helmet, echoed in the ship.

　Miwu (no more).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)