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

Chapter 88 Bat Provocation.mp4
There should be at least one person who glares at the arrogant person.In Guilliman's escort, things should be like this, but no one, not even Robert Guilliman himself, had time to react in time.

A primitive entity exists here, and just realizing this for the first time is an impact on everyone's spirit.The Primarch was the Emperor's most perfect creation, and the mere sight of such a masterpiece was enough to shake the beholder's mind.The Ever-Victorious Army might have thought that they had gradually gotten used to this during their long-term contact with their genetic father, but at this moment they suddenly realized that there were also differences between the original body and the original body. .

Robert Guilliman and Konrad Curze are obviously very different.

If the former is a majestic statue walking down from the marble table and walking with people, then the latter is a terrifying stone sculpture perched on the top of Hongyu Chonglou, looking down.Conrad Coze sat behind the round table. The luxurious but ferocious carvings on the dark blue armor held up his pale face. His dark eyes and long hair made him look like a gloomy ghost.A gaze that looks like inspection and analysis naturally exists in those eyes, like substance, making everyone present feel a kind of instinctive fear and panic, but they have to admit that there is no need in the image itself. There is a sense of beauty in it.

Most of Guilliman's escorts were stunned by this, but for Guilliman himself, the reason was completely different.Although the last time the two of them "met", everything was unpleasant, but Guilliman was not yet able to forget what his crazy brother was like.

- However, Curze doesn't look crazy at all now.

What was lost on the original body of the Night Lord seemed to be not only the ever-present pain and hysterical madness, but also the bones of sinners that were originally left on the armor as decoration.All in all, he looked surprisingly neat and tidy now, and Guilliman couldn't help but wonder if someone else was pretending to be him.

But he was pretty sure that wasn't the case.Someone may be able to fake the appearance of a primary body through various means, but the temperament and sense of oppression naturally exuded by the primary body itself cannot be faked.Guilliman was very sure that the person in front of him was Konrad Curze, although his image had changed drastically.

"You are different from before." However, it was Coz who said this first. "I still remember the court trial ten thousand years ago. At that time, the three of you had bright blond hair that even made me look up at you. It’s difficult to even take a glance. If you had been as honorable as you are now——"

A small knock stopped him from continuing.Only then did people notice that there was a mortal girl holding an eagle scepter sitting in the seat next to him.Her presence was almost entirely swallowed up by Curze, but Courage certainly was not - she was glaring at the Traitor Primarch.

"Do you have to pick a certain pot?" She said almost in a breathy voice, but for the original body and Astartes present, this volume was clear enough.

Perhaps others present were surprised, but Guilliman recognized her.Viewed from a distance, Fujimaru Ritsuka's figure seems smaller than what was captured in the video.The escort may not have noticed it for a while, but from Guilliman's slightly higher angle, he could easily see that the reason why the girl was able to reach the big round table in the meeting hall while sitting was entirely because of the chair she was sitting on. There were a lot of things on the quilt.

At this moment, Guilliman had 28 urgent questions in his mind waiting to be asked in no particular order, but he also warned himself that it was inappropriate to start a conversation like this.The imperial regent took a breath inconspicuously, stepped forward slowly, and spoke with the unwavering politician's shell on his face:
"It's a coincidence that I feel the same way. You are different from before, Coz." He suppressed his anger, carefully controlled the sarcasm in his tone, and tried to make it a simple objective comment, " Maybe 1 years is enough time for us to change a lot - can I sit down?"

Guilliman didn't know how the last sentence came out.This was supposed to be a tense scene, at least that's what he thought at first, but as soon as this question slipped out, as if he was asking a question when he was visiting his brother's house peacefully, he somehow felt that it suited the current atmosphere.

Curze laughed for a moment as if he had heard a joke - the smile did not contain any sense of madness, but simply thought it was ridiculous - and then replied generously: "Of course, of course, 'Imperial Regent', although This ship is neither under your command nor mine, but of course you can relax and feel like you are at home."

Another small knock sounded.Guilliman figured out this time that it was the sound made by Fujimaru Ritsuka poking Curze's leg armor with her scepter under the table. "Conrad Coates, can you focus on how to move this conversation forward efficiently?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's words were still in an angry voice, but Koz obviously didn't show any "embarrassment" at all, but said confidently: "Then you have too high demands on me. I didn't do anything when we first met. Just pounce on him and try to carve out at least one of his hearts, and you should praise me for my rapid progress."

These words triggered some irritable behavior in the escort behind Guilliman, but the regent simply stopped his men.He walked to the edge of the round table, pulled out the seat that seemed to be specially prepared for him from the size, and sat down calmly, then looked directly into his brother's eyes and said: "I pay attention. Yes, your mental state is much better than before."

"Maybe so." Coz was noncommittal, and obviously didn't want to talk more about it. "I noticed that you have a very impressive escort. What's it called? Victory Army? How enviable. If you could If I return my black-armored commander in time, then maybe there will be some corresponding figures opposite them now, so that they will not feel lonely."

"If Iago Savitarion hadn't been so fond of embellishments in his testimony, perhaps he would have returned a long time ago."

"How can you blame him for such a trivial matter? Seth just likes talking to people."

Guilliman realized that the topic was being led away by the other party, but his anger made him unable to help but continue to entangle: "All I need to know is the fact itself-"

"clang--"

This time it was the sound of the aquila part of the scepter hitting Curze's shoulder armor hard.Everyone present was familiar with the sound of the collision between fine gold and fine gold. They also knew that this slight bump would not have any impact on the object made of fine gold itself, but given that the two objects that collided were the Sky Eagle Scepters. and the shoulder armor of the traitorous original body, and the scepter itself was held in the hands of a seemingly non-threatening mortal girl. This sight still made people feel anxious for a moment.

"...Well, my little warden is angry." Surprisingly, Curze actually stopped because of this knock that he probably didn't feel.The pale ghost leaned comfortably on the back of the chair behind him, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture in the direction of the entire round table: "I know that there is no place for a traitor like me to speak on this occasion," the emperor's last words Tadashi has a lot to deal with, so he should allocate his working time to matters that are more beneficial to the empire. So, please. Whatever you want to ask, I will try my best to tell you everything."

Guilliman sat in his chair with as straight a face as possible.But he couldn't help but feel that the politician mask on his face was about to be completely shattered by this too fantastic scene.

　Mi (no more).

　　A day of water, a leopard sleeps...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)