Stars for the good Warhammer.

Chapter 314 Aix

"Do you think that rumor is true? The human emperor on the golden throne may have really become some kind of special existence, a true god?"

In an officer's dormitory on the upper deck of the Macragge's Glory near the bridge, Lori was sitting cross-legged on the wide chair, holding a navy scones filled with meat in her two frail little hands.

After expressing her confusion in a questioning tone, the girl scanned the not-so-wide room with a curious look. At this moment, Gerard was holding the bottle of priceless liquor produced in Holy Terra, sitting at his desk and sipping it from an antique jewel-studded wine glass.

On the other side, the big man from Ogryn was lying on the sailor's bed that seemed to be about to collapse, holding a pillow hand-woven from goose down and silk with Guilliman's autograph on it, with a happy look on his face, dreaming a sweet dream that no one knew about.

Due to their considerable contributions in the Parmenio incident, the Primarch presented different gifts to the four people representing the Alliance. According to Guilliman, he hoped that Gerard and others, who were Imperials and had contact with the Lord of the Alliance, could serve as another bridge of communication between the Empire and the Alliance. For this reason, the four were directly included in the advisory group created by the Primarch himself and were given the right to meet with him directly.

In just one year, the originally unknown gangster from Xiachao has transformed himself into a special envoy communicating between the two superpowers, the Alliance and the Empire, and has become the object of flattery by the nobles. To Gerard, this is just like a dream. At this moment, a voice full of disdain came from the corner of the room.

"Is your little monkey's head filled with air? We have discussed this issue not long ago. Faith is an extremely powerful force, and all of you, including the cursed Primarch, have oversimplified this power."

The person who spoke was the messenger of the Death Army. Due to the temporary cooperation agreement reached with the Empire, the Eldar woman who was an alien was also recruited into Guilliman's staff group as a temporary consultant during the special period. Since Gerard and his team had humiliated her in the basement not long ago, the relationship between the two sides is now quite strange.

Hearing this, Lori glanced at the arrogant Eldar woman with a look of contempt, "Since God can be created through acquired means, doesn't it mean that those green-skinned orcs and the disgusting Tyranid creatures also have their own gods?" The other party was obviously not very interested in this question, "Perhaps you can go and ask those disgusting inferior creatures yourself. I think you will have a lot of common topics."

As the words fell, the room fell silent again. Lori ignored the Eldar woman's sarcasm. Instead, her words made her think about a key question. "But if the strength of faith is related to the size of power, then this is obviously a good thing. Why does the Alliance impose strict control on those believers who spontaneously spread the faith of the stars?"

While thinking, Loli turned her head and looked at Mardo behind her. At this moment, the young man, who was dressed in a simple pilgrim robe and looked like an ascetic, was carefully checking the psychic suppressor worn on the psychic's neck.

The little guy's words successfully aroused the interest of the Eldar woman. "Is this true? The leader of the alliance restricted the spread of religious beliefs in the territory?" It was not difficult to see the surprise in her eyes.

To this, Mardo simply responded calmly, "She is right. The Lord of the Alliance has never publicly acknowledged the existence of the Cult of the Stars. He even strictly regulated the size of the cult and prohibited the believers from spreading the faith of the stars to territories other than Haven."

After a brief surprise, the Eldar woman looked silently in the direction of the main door of the room, as if she had noticed something. "The former human emperor did something similar, but it did not have enough effect. Instead, it gave birth to Mara, a dark god with the power of destruction. According to the prophecy of the Death Army, his appearance will bring irreversible disasters to the galaxy, but the emergence of the Alliance may be able to change this result, so I suggest that the Alliance should strengthen cooperation with the Death Army. This will not harm anyone." This mysterious speech finally succeeded in attracting Gerard's complaints. The drunk man said in a helpless voice, "Dark Lord. You guys with pointy ears always like to say some confusing things. Aren't you really tired of living like this?"

The Eldar woman replied proudly, "That's how the Eldar are. Monkeys like you just need to play your roles well, but we have a lot more things to consider. After all, we have been the masters of this galaxy long before you monkeys started walking upright. We know how to take care of this universe better than you do."

At the same time, outside the officers' dormitory.

At this time, Michael was standing in front of the door, silently listening to every move in the room.

Ever since he witnessed the psychic power bursting out of the girl's body, a question arose in his mind.

Obviously, he possesses the same powerful strength, but why does his father deliberately hide himself and instead prefer to show himself in front of everyone as an ordinary human being?
What is the father worried about? And what is he really like?
After thinking about it carefully, Michael realized that he didn't know much about his father.

I want to do something for the other person, but unfortunately in the end I don’t even know what the other person is really thinking.

Soon, realizing that the Eldar woman might have noticed his presence, just as Michael was about to turn around and leave, a familiar figure at the end of the corridor suddenly caught his attention.

It was an elderly man in a brown robe, which reminded him of the mysterious old man who attacked him with psychic power in the city of Tilos. However, when Michael hurriedly chased him, he turned a corner and the old man disappeared in front of him in the empty corridor.
While Michael was still feeling curious about this, a pale blue gem in the corner of the corridor suddenly caught his attention. It was like a transparent blue eyeball lying there quietly.

At this moment, the captain's voice was heard over the corridor's sound array broadcast, which meant that the ancient Queen of Glory-class battleship had now arrived at its final destination.

——Aix.

(End of this chapter)