Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 4 The Governor has a rich nightlife

"grown ups?"

Bayev looked at Ron with some doubt.

After his psychic powers were awakened, Ron's attention became much sharper.

He immediately noticed something was wrong with the other party, and the steward might have noticed something.

"I'm fine," Ron told the truth directly: "If I hadn't awakened my psychic powers, I would have died at the hands of the heretics."

Although the memories he inherited were incomplete, fortunately he had the memories of the steward and the royal guards.

Their only mission is to protect Ron, the last bloodline of the Grant family, and they are absolutely loyal to him.

These people were Ron's last resort, there was no need for him to deceive them.

Hearing Ron's answer, Bayev breathed a sigh of relief:

"God bless you, I hope you are okay!"

He then continued:
"Tonight's attack was premeditated. Someone used heretic monsters to divert the guards, which is why you were in danger!"

Internal struggle or assassination by hostile forces?

The existence of memory fog left Ron clueless, which was obviously a very dangerous thing.

He looked at Bayev and asked, "Who do you think it will be?"

"I have sent people to investigate. It must have been done by the damn Horman family."

Bayev was somewhat indignant: "What a bunch of treacherous bastards! The Emperor will punish them!"

Ron tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember any information about the Herman family. Forget it, he would learn more about it later.

He nodded pretentiously: "The Emperor will punish them!"

Ron was examined by the pharmacist, and the result showed that apart from being a little weak, he was fine.

After confirming that the Governor was fine, Bayev and others left with peace of mind.

There was no way to sleep in this room, so Ron, led by the maids, entered another equally spacious bedroom.

Ron pushed open the stained glass window and walked onto the balcony. He looked at the pale red moon in the space and let out a long sigh.

This is no longer Earth, nor even the universe he is familiar with.

The moon of this planet seemed to have been bombed by some weapon, with a small piece missing and the fragments forming a narrow meteorite belt around it.

The scene before him undoubtedly reminded Ron of the cruelty of the Warhammer world.

Whether it is fighting against aliens, chaos gods or even civil war, every war will result in countless deaths, and even the collapse and extinction of one planet after another.

Even as the planetary governor, Ron could not guarantee that he could rest easy.

But being the planetary governor, the most honorable person on the planet, is much better than the workers in the lower nest who toil day and night or the scavengers in the bottom nest who shuttle through garbage and pollutants.

He lives in the spire mansion in the Royal Court area of the Hive City, enjoying the best resources and overlooking all living beings.

Ron looked towards the large square of the Royal Court not far away. The square was dimly lit and had some potholes. The towering statue of the Emperor seemed to be missing a piece.

The lights in the residential area in the distance were even darker, and only dots of light could be vaguely seen.

Ron was a little surprised. The infrastructure was too poor. He would have to find an opportunity to renovate it later.

As the face of the planet, the Royal Court District cannot be too bad.

Suddenly, there was a faint flash in the residential area in the distance. With the keen intuition of a psychic, Ron realized that it was the flash of a bomb.

There's a gunfight going on!
"Is the public security in Shangchao so bad?"

Ron was a little confused. As Shangchao was the residential area for nobles and officials, the security there shouldn't be so bad.

Are law enforcement officers just there to eat and do nothing?
"The discipline of the law enforcement team needs to be rectified!"

Since he inherited everything from Ron Grant, his fate is tied to this planet and he must protect and develop it well.

At least we need to strengthen the security of the upper nest and maintain order, to prevent the evil god's followers and heretics from rushing into the royal court and killing us one day.

Ron always felt that something was wrong here, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Could it be the maladjustment caused by memory loss?

As he was thinking, Ron realized that the mysterious existence in the subspace was calling him even more strongly.

At the same time he felt deeply tired.

It seems that I must rest. When I am mentally exhausted, I am easily corrupted by chaos. Ron turned back and walked into the bedroom. The head maid Linda had already led the maids to tidy up the bedroom.

These black silk maids have been trained and carefully selected by the Grant family since childhood. They are top-notch in both figure and appearance.

They lined up and bowed to Ron: "Sir, you can rest now."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Ron nodded and waved for them to leave.

Unexpectedly, the maids looked at Ron with shining eyes, surrounded him, stripped him naked and wiped his body with warm and comfortable hot towels.

Is there still this process?
Ron didn't quite understand, but he didn't dare to resist for fear of being noticed.

The evil ruler of another world!
The maids looked at Ron with lustful eyes and touched him from time to time, which was very annoying.

The situation was almost out of control, but fortunately Ron was not an ordinary person.

He had broken into the Palace of Slaanesh, so he could still withstand this kind of small situation!

Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief after the maids changed into their pajamas.

For some reason, he felt that the maids were a little too enthusiastic.

The head maid Linda looked at Ron, her heart pounding, and she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together: "Why is the master different? He is so charming!"

Ron's charm had indeed increased, that was the aftereffect of being targeted by Slaanesh.

After believing in Slaanesh, the believer's personal charm will become higher and higher, especially having an extraordinary attraction to the opposite sex.

This is one of the baits given by Slaanesh.

But as their faith deepens, Slaanesh believers will gradually become alienated, lost in desire, and corrupted into monsters that are neither human nor ghost.

But Ron resisted the corruption, escaped, and maintained his charm.

With his current looks and charm, not many women can resist him, such as Linda.

Seeing the head maid staring at him, Ron was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Under Ron's gaze, Linda squeezed her legs tighter, her eyes full of tears, "Sir, I used to accompany you to rest, you said that this is the way to sleep well!"

"Is that so?"

"Well, you said that I smell good and you can only fall asleep when you hold me in your arms."

Ron looked at the head maid who was pure of lust and armed with a huge weapon, and couldn't help swallowing.

You are sleeping soundly, are you lying to the child?
Once you lie down on the bed, who can fall asleep? Is it necessary to sleep at all?
Seeing that Ron didn't say anything, Linda hugged her chest and stammered, her face turning red.

She glanced at the maids: "If you think there are not enough people, you can call everyone together..."

The maids not far away blushed and stared at Ron with their big watery eyes.

Hiss~ Is the Governor’s nightlife so rich?

Ron Grant is a really playful guy, no wonder he was dragged to Slaanesh!

Unfortunately, I am not Ron Grant, I am a gentleman!
Besides, he had just escaped from the Palace of Evil, so how could he dare to do anything wrong?

"Go, go, go, everyone get out!" Ron said firmly.

"Okay sir!"

Linda was depressed by the Governor's rejection and she bowed deeply.

A flash of white light blinded Ron, causing him to gasp again.

Linda turned and left. Ron looked at her soft figure wrapped in her maid outfit, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

Alas, Slaanesh was right about me...

At this rate, I'll have to go to that guy's palace...