Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 255 Interlude: Sklar’s ​​Wonderful Rabbit Hole Journey () (No)

"What do you think this is?!"

The mark of purity on the Fearless Contemptor faithfully fixed the parchments filled with prayers and hymns. As he moved, they floated up, and the Second Captain pointed at an object in this room.

"'A special rest bed specially made for the hard-working Dreadnaught brothers - exclusive for the Contemptor model, compatible with the Forbidden Army Dreadnought, other models of Dreadnought should use the corresponding bed type.'" Brother Li Kaiwen's voice was so calm and serious, that on the contrary Sklar seemed a little excited. "This is a superior guest room, and it's normal to have bedding in the guest room, Brother Sklar."

Yes, if this is a passenger transport ship and I am a traveler, that is indeed a normal thing, but on a Legion flagship, this is not an armory, and the person you are talking to is a Dreadnought, you How did you say "this is normal"? !

"But there are no dedicated maintenance servitors, no mechanical priests, no choir servitors, no servo-skull interfaces and no apothecaries!"

Even the layout of this place is surprisingly... "un-imperial", and certainly not in line with Sklar's impression of Chaos. It is very simple but somehow feels very thoughtful.

This style was undoubtedly alien enough in the eyes of some Inquisitors, but after Sklar admired it, he felt that they were inconsistent with the slender wraithbone craftsmanship of the Eldar, and of course, with the green skinned craftsmanship. Orks, Necron, or other xenos he knew didn't seem to be relevant either.

Ah - if I have to find a description that is relatively familiar to the people of the Empire, Sklar would say that this place is like a 30K style country manor that is not tainted with the over-decoration trend in the empire today, but the decoration is more simplified and symbolic. More comfortable and simple, with all proportions enlarged.

"Indeed, our two pharmacist brothers with extraordinary skills have not yet returned from their destined journey. May the great saints on Terra bless them to complete their spiritual pilgrimage."

"...and I, I am a Dreadnought! I am the echo of a warrior who does not want to rest in peace and still wants to serve the Empire and the Chapter. I am the war machine and the Sky Fire of Excommunication that bring destruction to enemies, heretics and aliens. ! I will never sleep or rest, just to protect my Lord, protect mankind and fight against all evil enemies in this galaxy!"

"The living room and sofa in this room." Kevin Li replied calmly, "Don't worry, Brother Sklar, the fruit basket and flower arrangement on the table are all real, and these sofas and coffee tables have all been passed through the ship's ordnance With the reinforcement of Ku, it will not be a problem to support the weight of your noble steel body.”

"...Okay! At least the place is clean, spacious and the air is comfortable!" Sklar stood in the center of the room and waved his power claw, pointing at several objects that were illuminated by bright simulated sunlight and reminded him of his own destruction. A tabletop in the garden world of sunshine and flowers. It seems to be a handmade table. There is also a circle around the large cream-white leather and cloth that looks like a seat. There are even thoughtfully placed things on it. Blue cushions with gold edges so that they match the Ironhearts' livery proportions. "Then what is this?!"

"Unfortunately, Brother Sklar, my duty does not allow me to lie to a loyal elder," Brother Pastor Likaiwen replied, "This is just a bed. No matter how you ask me, it is also a dedicated bed." A bed for fearlessness.”

Sklar pointed to the large bed that must have been very comfortable for a mortal, "So now please tell me, this is actually a stasis stand made in the shape of a bed."

"...I hope you really understand that you are referring to my weight which is always between 13.9 tons and 14.5 tons when I am usually preparing for combat, brother Li Kaiwen."

"Of course." The calmness of the priest brother had already begun to make Sklar feel a little strange, "So this is the massage room. Please let me introduce it to you."

"...Do you really know what you are talking about, pastor?" Wuwei's voice has begun to become serious. "You just said 'massage bath' to a fearless person who was put in an iron coffin." The pastor's voice sounded like Without fear, "Yes, the massage bathroom is separated from wet and dry, and then here is the kitchen and dining room specially designed for our fearless visitors - this is the part we just renovated not long ago - it is very good, you should still The first guest to experience it. However, I personally don’t recommend you use them immediately after dinner, especially in this bathroom. It will be better to use them after going to the training ground or the fighting cage for a while.”

"Emperor bless you!" Skraal shouted from his electronic loudspeaker. "I have never been so happy to hear the word 'Gladiator Cage'! The sound of it took me back instantly. On solid ground! Instead of feeling like I’ve stepped into some strange and corrupt world!”

"Please pay attention to what you say, elder. There is no subspace corruption here, and no one will be subject to similar accusations." The rose rosary shone slightly under the priest's skull mask, "My existence is the best proof."

"That's what I thought before I stepped into this room." Angron's descendant and Ironheart's Second Captain replied, "But now I'm not sure."

"It doesn't matter, I think you will be sure soon, or if you need me to praise the emperor and sing all the hymns right now, there is no problem."

"Okay, still the same question, does it look like I'm the only one living here?"

Kevin Li turned his head, and Sklar thought he must have blinked when he saw the expression under the priest's skull mask.

"This is your single VIP room, and the identification information you entered belongs to you alone. Of course, it's always more comfortable to live alone, right? Of course, the normal servants here are all military soldiers, so don't worry. "Brother Company Commander."

"So you're not playing tricks on me? Are you?" Wuwei took a step forward, and was secretly surprised to find the feedback of his steel walking feet on the soft and thick carpet. "You prepare a kitchen and a dining room for a Dreadnought? And a bathroom and a bed? Hell, you're acting like aliens who first came into contact with the Dreadnought! You're not even doing basic heavy maintenance here!" The servitors and craftsmen have not been configured for me, so do I still expect to be able to complete the actions required for the functions of this series of rooms?"

He roared with an inexplicable rage that rose up and became more and more intense like an exploding volcano—not the rage of battle—"My head and spine had already destroyed themselves thousands of years ago. I was stripped from my body and connected to this ancient and sacred fighting iron coffin with countless pipes and plugs! I will now continue my service for thousands of years in this amniotic fluid chamber iron coffin, but you or the owner here should not do it! Such a tease of a true warrior!"

He wields his power claw, and in his other hand is a Dreadnought heavy assault cannon.

"Please tell me, although I can control myself to make more precise movements, how can I use such limbs to use such perfect 'human facilities' that you have provided me? Huh?! Do you even think that I can Can you control your sleep or cooking like a living person?"

"Of course." Li Kaiwen replied, "Sir Lamizane said this is a place where Wuwei can relax and rest, so you must be able to do it."

The priest devoutly made a gesture of prayer and kissed his rosary beads.

Sklar suddenly realized that this brother priest was not peaceful.

(End of this chapter)