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

Chapter 129 Ten Thousand Years
Should I continue?

It should continue.

Objectively speaking, the rebel Astartes who are his descendants have committed countless crimes in the past.In this case, as a judge, he should not be lenient due to the influence of any subjective factors.Since he believed that this trial was necessary in his original conception, now, it should also be continued.

The monster that had devoured more than ten thousand descendants whimpered softly, painfully trying to continue correcting his mistakes.

Thirty-three thousand eight hundred and sixty four.

This should have been a mechanical job that didn't require much effort for him, as long as everything was left to his own instincts - he never thought that he would want to be able to resist his own instincts so much at a certain moment.He's trying to do this, but with little success.

He made his body in the real universe stay on what was probably the flagship of the entire fleet, and took a seat in the overly spacious throne on the bridge. The rest of the things would be arranged for him by his recovered heirs.

Now, there are already 550 Night Lords who are busy integrating the entire fleet for the original body.

Thanks to the empire's exaggerated style of making all ceremonial utensils large and gorgeous, if you don't consider the actual function of this throne and don't try to gain control of the entire ship with this act, it's just " "Sit down." This seemingly luxurious but far from comfortable seat could still hold a Primarch.

Like any Night Lord's ship, the ship's bridge is "decorated" with corpses, raw leather, and assorted skeletons.The air was filled with the stench of putrefaction and the dull smell emitted by the operation of machines, and the lighting only provided the bare minimum.The too similar sight in front of him should have made Cozz feel like he was coming home, but he didn't.

This scene was the same as the Night Lords 1 years ago, a mere parody of the threats and admonitions Curze expected.Those descendants from thousands of years ago often only saw the appearance of him torturing criminals, hanging corpses, and peeling off their skins to decorate his armor, but they did not think about the deeper meaning.In fact, many times the people who are "selected" by them are not because they have actually committed any crime, but because they are unlucky enough not to be liked by the Night Lord.

What these descendants did after ten thousand years was very different - the difference was that during the ten thousand years, they obviously gave up even the slightest disguise in any sense, and did not use it as decoration at all. object.

This is also clearly the sin they committed, even the tiniest bit of it.This scene once again reminded Coates of the necessity and legitimacy of the trial.However, after realizing that these heirs who had committed numerous crimes still had an unreasonable "love" for him even after fully knowing that he would undergo a brutal and inhumane trial - he couldn't help but start to question all of this.

For a moment, Cozz wondered if Fujimaru Ritsuka had ever faced such a painful choice; then he realized that the other party must have experienced it.This little girl once mentioned to him with pride that she was a "judge who is extremely prone to bending the law for personal gain."At the time, he had scoffed at this in his heart, but now he began to understand why she used that tone when mentioning this far-from-glorious matter.

She must have discovered some discretion that could properly balance judgment and forgiveness, and it seems that she can get a glimpse of it from the "punishment" she meted out to him on the Destruction Claw - but the situation at that time was too special, and he was very It was determined that the method that could not only convince the public, but also teach him a lesson and start to reflect and make corrections could not be replicated in the current scene.

What's more, the word "forgiveness" does not exist in his dictionary.Nostramo's cruel social environment subtly taught him that cutting off the weeds requires eradicating the roots, so he would often only go to the dark side in similar matters.

These thoughts just flew through his mind without leaving any trace.After he sat down and looked at the scene on the bridge of the ship, only a moment passed between subspace and reality.At this time, he noticed a Night Lord who was originally on the bridge. He had obviously not passed his trial yet, but he was able to bear all the pain that was imposed on him and crawled towards him little by little. come over.

The surroundings were trembling with fear, and the mortal crew members who were moving to maintain the normal operation of the ship quietly bypassed him, or gave him a better way forward.In the past, Cozz might have found this sight interesting, but now, he only felt irritated by it.

He accurately picked out the one connected to this person from the thousands of connections brought about by the base contract, and asked it: "What do you want to do?"

At this moment, he confirmed that he had never seen this heir before.The connection of the contract made it easy for him to know everything. Under the absolute suppression of the master-slave relationship, this person's life was like an open book to Coz, which could be read at will.

He thus learned that this man was called "Number Ten", a name that sounded less like a Space Marine and more like a slave worker.He was indeed born from the union of two servants serving the legion: his parents, "No. 13" and "No. [-]", also do not have a serious name, but he is currently, as a result of his outstanding talent. The prophets in the warband are respected to a certain extent, and even played a decisive role as the leader of the Night Lords in the No. [-] Dark Crusade.

Curze didn't care about these trivial matters, but this gift of prophecy made him feel familiar.The Primarch demanded to know more, and the gene-seed that originated from him held nothing back from him.As a result, he knew more details that perhaps even No. [-] himself had forgotten or had never heard of: his chaotic life as a child before the operation, the appearance of his parents, the appearance of his newborn baby at the beginning of his life - no Knowing why the gene seeds implanted later recorded these things - then, he found those previous records. "Taros." He pointed out, and then smiled, "I never thought that one day, I would speak to the dead through a living person."

"Father." No. 1's throat was filled with his own blood, making this miserable moan muffled.No one can use this to tell whether it is him who is speaking, or a wandering soul that is reflecting back on him at this moment and residing in him - after all, does this wandering soul really exist?Can a dead person really rely on the connection of gene seeds to surface when the ups and downs of subspace are appropriate, and try to complete a conversation that spans [-] years?No one knows.

Even Konrad Curze, who holds the contract, and Number Ten himself, whose thoughts are confused by pain, cannot answer this question.

"Did I do enough?" No. [-]'s vague pronunciation sounded like babble, and he himself acted as if he was in a dream.

This is a broad question, and it is reasonable whether No. [-] is asking this question or Soul Hunter is asking this question.And his original body just sneered and replied:

"Am I qualified to comment? When you did everything, I was still in the arms of death. The living have always made final decisions for the dead, but how should the dead judge the merits and demerits of the living? "

Contrary to that broad question, this is also an answer that is valid for No. [-] or Talos.But Coates's statement was not to blur the focus of the matter-perhaps he would try to escape in the past, but now, he realizes that he must face this problem head-on.

Just like he had to face his offspring's "love" for him.

He let his gaze turn to No. 1. He was not sure whether he was looking at the son in front of him who was born ten thousand years later and had never met him, or whether he was looking through him at the prophecy he had made ten thousand years ago. The soul hunter created actively or passively.But he suddenly felt that it didn't matter: even if they were separated by [-] years, they were all his descendants.

"How many crimes you have committed will be determined by my judgment." He said, "But as for whether you did it 'well', only you can judge that. I am a terrible Primarch, very terrible Father, I will always feel that you have committed too many sins and therefore you are never good enough. Perhaps you should not look to someone like me to identify with you."

"But... how is this possible?" No. [-], or Talos, murmured, "You are the father of our genes."

"..."

Conrad Coates sighed slowly.

"Then let me ask you, have you accomplished the goal you wanted to achieve?" He turned to ask in a different direction, "Do you think it was worth all the crimes you committed for your goal? Even when I So now that I have punished you, do you still think so?"

His voice was low but clear, echoing in the bridge, but there was no response to this question.No. [-], lying on the floor covered with blood and dirt, still had his eyes half open, but he could no longer make any answer.

After a brief silence, Curze roared angrily and shattered the armrest of the ship's throne.The alarm sounded in the bridge because of the sudden destruction, and the red light that followed flashed to stimulate the eyes of everyone present——

Eighteen thousand 610.

He wanted to end this.

　Miwu (no more)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)