Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 152 Horrible mysophobia

[Ummmmm, so, Pepe? 】After finally getting through to the two Astartes, who were both very excited but the reasons for them were completely different, he said, "You first go and write a draft for me about the statistics of the ship's cargo and the import and export trade of grain and products." After dismissing the reason first, Lamizane heard the familiar sound of claws clicking, and he turned sideways——

The black and white border collie thoughtfully walked out of the next room.

The fourth original body only glanced at the dog, then frowned greatly, and took a step forward. Yes, only at this time did he move as fast as the original body.

【Wait a moment! ! ! Dogs with dirty paws are now not allowed in the office! What is the hair on your front legs? 】

Here we go again, okay. Perturabo thought, but he must complete this procedure before they can talk properly. This is also a disadvantage of the fact that sheepdogs must "travel" frequently nowadays.

In those random landing spots, when traveling in the wild and in the city, it is inevitable that the gaps between the dog's paws and fur will sometimes get stuck in mud, dust, dry plants, seeds of certain weeds, or other messy things. Objects that will hang on the tips of the hair, the organic matter and any living creatures in them will be eroded by the time stream during the jump, and then these usually harmless things that are just ordinary stardust levels will, without exception, inspire Lamizane. Terrible mysophobia about my dog.

Just like now——

A series of Perturabo-specific products that the Fourth Primarch's body had previously developed in the workshop were taken out: the first was a soft, thin layer of fiber paper soaked in detergent, which was the first round of wiping. It will also be used to carefully remove those annoying plant spikes that have caught on his hair fibers.

The King of Plush Iron took a look and thought that this should be a weed belonging to the Gramineae family of the monocotyledonous plant class. Its long dead seeds were supported by many slender structures and hooked well on the long tail behind the dog's forelimbs. On the feathery feathers, no matter what state it was in when it was hooked, after this transition, Lamizane only needs to exert a slight force with his hand, and it will disappear into ashes and turn into a handful of the most basic dust.

Oh, such a fragile plant can still maintain its shape and stay here, the dog thought, this situation is rare, so it seems that the time distance between this point and "now" is quite close this time...

After the four paws and flesh pads have been wiped, soft fiber paper soaked in pure water is used to wipe the corners of the dog's eyes, ears, body fur and other locations.

While wiping, Lamizane would mutter, "You know, although I feel uneasy that you might still lose it, on the other hand, I thought about it and thought that the only good thing in this matter is The best thing is: you can go for a walk by yourself and come back by yourself. 】

[Lami Zane, first of all, I am not a dog. Secondly, I am Perturabo. I am the Lord of Steel and the omniscient Perturabo. You don’t have to worry about me. Lose yourself. 】

[Okay, okay, of course, please give me your hand, fine, thank you, that's it. 】Pure water fiber sheets are rubbed over the dog's paw joints.

[Just wipe this area one last time...it's done. 】A kind of fragrant powder with drying function was taken out and poured into the dog's fur. The Iron King patiently waited for the other party to complete this process before continuing to move forward.

[Actually speaking, strictly speaking, I won’t bring any living creatures other than myself when I come back, Lamizane, a hair brush is enough. 】

[A dog that can jump on the sofa and go to bed must never fail to clean it after every time it goes out! 】

【……as long as you are happy. 】

The fourth primarch's royal caretaker put away his Perturabo special cleaning tool box with satisfaction, [Any new gains this time? 】

[Indeed, this is a planet with good scenery and life. It reminds me of some planets I have visited before... I found a nest full of Dark Angels there. 】

Lamizane's face suddenly became serious, and he sat up straight. 【Dark Angel? First Legion? Where are they? What are you going to do? 】

[From the information fragments I heard and from the perspective of starry sky observation, they should still be on this side of the Great Rift. Oh, by the way, they are fallen——]

【Wait! Does it really matter if you say this word casually in this place? ! 】

[It doesn’t matter, trust me. ] [Oh, that's okay, please continue. 】

[I found out that my target this time was a fallen angel veteran, I mean, the kind from ten thousand years ago. 】

Lamizane whistled, [Those green new ones are the favorite of the Dark Angels. 】

[Then I followed him and discovered three other fallen angels that existed locally. 】

【ah? Are you a dog...alone? I followed casually and found it on a planet. Four? Fallen angel? veteran? 】

Perturabo corrected his body again, [As a Primarch, through exquisite observation and superb skills, I discovered the clues, and finally found the four Leonel Jonsonvan in a complicated situation. The heir who was lost years ago. 】

[I still find it incredible that fallen angel veterans appear so easily? As far as I know, today's First Legion will start to become incredibly crazy in order to find a clue that has something to do with the Fallen Angels. At least I can see them using their "Fallen Angel Magic" and "Little" everywhere. Secret' joke content! Oh, maybe some of them that I vaguely remember are really not a joke. 】

The black-and-white dog sat up straight and commented cautiously, [The action patterns of Al'Jonson's current heirs are indeed... a little weird. 】

【ha! More than weird! Let me tell you, I was so stunned that I could see someone posting something about interrogating charms...]

【cough! Don't let the topic go astray, I will tell you about this matter. My observation is that the time and place where this happened should be very close to the time and space point where we are now. 】

[Is this a good thing or a bad thing? 】

[Not sure, but at least everything I saw this time was normal. I mean, there was no chaos pollution, no smell of corruption, and no war. This was a city on the edge of the desert. Guide me to where to land. The name of the first fallen angel, I heard them call him 'Zabriel'. 】

A look of real surprise appeared on "Perturabo"'s face, and his eyebrows raised, [Wait a minute, the fallen angel and Zabriel suddenly appeared like a mushroom in the forest after the rain, I Come to think of it, I know where this is, Perturabo. 】

【oh? I would like to hear the details, thank you Lami. 】

[Well... First of all, I want to ask, how is your actual relationship with Leon El'Jonson, Pepe? 】

[During the Great Rebellion, if you had to pass a cannon from his hand, would it be considered a good relationship? 】

【Well. It sounds okay, so let me tell you what I know. I happened to read a little bit about this incident...probably. 】

[Good news, Lamizane, come and talk to me about them. 】

　croak.

　　It was so cold that I broke the metal door handle when I opened the door...

　　This caused a moment of delay...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)