The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Veronica scoffed at the mention of Kai'Yang by Sochoyn.

"What does Kai'Yang know? Perhaps Ariman might understand a bit, but Kai'Yang probably hasn't even touched the door of the Black Library. It's just what Niffitari told him, and Niffitari herself is just a natural disaster, unable to know too much hidden knowledge. The Black Library is essentially an ark, not just a treasure trove of knowledge, but also a kind of human database. It contains the most precious knowledge of the Eldar, including all knowledge about Chaos since the great civilization was destroyed by the great enemy. In those rooms sealed by psychic energy, there are dark magic books, black tomes about demon legends, or records of countless Chaos cults in various worlds. These materials are collected by the Harlequins from every corner of the galaxy for generations, including works from many races, some of which have been extinct for a long time."

"So, the content of the Black Library is constantly being updated?"

"That's right. In addition to a large amount of knowledge about Chaos, it also includes many valuable materials from the ancient Eldar Empire, as well as the fate of the gods in the Great Fall, and the many secrets of Ingel, the Star God. The Tutor even said that there may be some more ancient knowledge about the devastating war between the Creators and the Necrons. It can be said that there is no more comprehensive knowledge treasure house in the galaxy than that."

"But if I remember correctly, it's protected by the Harlequins?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not just the Harlequins. The secret of the Black Library belongs to the Laughing God Cegorach, who is the true guardian."

"Is there a way to get in? With your status."

Veronica shook her head.

"It's not status that determines who can enter. The Harlequins' actions are too elusive. The only way is to contact the White Seers and let them try to communicate."

"White Seers?"

"Their duty is the same as the Exodite Seers, guarding the Black Library with the Harlequins. They are also the bridge between other Craftworlds and the Black Library. The biggest characteristic of these seers is that they are immune to the temptation of Chaos, so they can safely acquire Chaos knowledge. This is probably also related to the Laughing God."

Sochoyn pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Worth a try. Any other options?"

"The second is Commorragh."

"Commorragh, um, I can understand that. After all, it's the oldest Eldar webway city, and there must be places there that preserve ancient records and典籍."

"Yes, strictly speaking, it's below Vect's Kabal fortress. That used to be one of Commorragh's great libraries. Vect not only controls the city, but also wants to control all knowledge, so he moved the data and典籍 from other great libraries there, and heavily guarded them. No one can enter without his permission."

"In other words, if we want to get there, we have to kill Vect first. Hmm, although I quite like this plan, it's a bit difficult right now, but it's much easier than rescuing the goddess from Nurgle's hands—hmm?"

Speaking of the latter, Sochoyn suddenly stopped. Veronica kissed his cheek and smiled:

"What's wrong?"

"Suddenly had an idea, Madam. How many fleets and combat troops do you think Commorragh has?"

Veronica blinked her starry eyes.

"Dear Phoenix Lord, are you really planning to attack Commorragh?"

"The Black Library is guarded by Cegorach. Although I don't know much, I also know that this god likes deception and fooling around. Relying on it is really unsettling. Going to Commorragh to find clues is the most practical. Moreover, I'm thinking that Commorragh, as the only existing webway hub, if the Dynasty can control it, then for the Eldar race that highly depends on webway mobility, whether they are willing or not, they must accept the actual status of the Dynasty. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

"Well, it sounds like it, but that's Commorragh. I can't say the specific military strength, but I can be sure that its population is much larger than all the Craftworlds combined. Don't forget that Vect also controls Commorragh's armory, which contains many super weapons and equipment left over from the ancient empire. Although they are basically sealed due to Commorragh's prohibition of psychic energy, if Vect is really pushed into a corner, he will definitely jump over the wall. Also, don't forget those mysterious Bloodbrides. Last time you made a big fuss in Commorragh, they didn't actually do anything, because these monsters are extremely selfish. Unless hired, they won't care if Vect dies—provided it doesn't harm their interests. Dear, will you tolerate the existence of these monsters?"

"No, they are a tumor for both the Eldar and humans."

"Then it's obvious that they won't give up Commorragh, so if you really want to conquer Commorragh, they will definitely all stand on Vect's side, including that Grand Master. This is not a force to be underestimated."

After thinking for a moment, Sochoyn sighed softly.

"That's true. This matter still needs to be planned slowly. Forget it, I'll talk to Dorlar in detail later. He knows more about Commorragh. Anyway, there are only a few feasible plans. I still think this plan is the most feasible. Even if Commorragh has so much manpower and military power, Vect may not be able to control it all. I've been to Commorragh and seen the civilians there. They are no different from the enslaved other races. I believe that as long as Vect is overthrown, most of the residents of Commorragh will have no opinion, and even, if you can tame them, then the Eternal Dynasty will no longer be a force to be underestimated."

Sochoyn paused and asked softly:

"Veronica, do you think the residents of Commorragh can be transformed into normal Eldar?"

Veronica pondered for a moment, then replied softly:

"To be honest, I'm not sure, but if this is your decision, I will do my best. I believe that with our husband and wife working together, there is nothing we can't accomplish."

Sochoyn took the initiative to kiss Veronica's forehead, and then smiled:

"It's not decided yet. Do you have any other plans?"

"The last option is to send an expedition team to delve into what you call the Eye of Terror, and look for possible answers in the heart of the ancient empire and those annihilated Crone Worlds. This seems to be the most stable, but it will consume a lot of time and manpower, and even sacrifice a lot of lives."

Sochoyn thought for a while and shook his head.

"Forget it. The Eldar are mostly doomed to die there. If we keep sending people in, your people will call you a tyrant. The Dynasty doesn't have the resources to do this kind of needle-in-a-haystack search. Let's start with the Black Library first. Commorragh is a backup plan, but the premise is to strengthen the Dynasty's strength. Alas, I'm having a headache now. There are a lot of things going on here in the Chapter, and the Storm Nebula is not peaceful. I have to spare time to deal with the Dynasty. The main point is that I have no clue how to rectify and strengthen the Dynasty. I heard Dorlar say that the situation there is a bit chaotic now. As a human myself, I am naturally weaker in authority. It's difficult."

Veronica reached out and rubbed his furrowed brow, and said gently:

"Those in the council are just small troubles. I didn't pay much attention to them. Moreover, with Lord Dorlar's methods, it's actually easy to clean them up. It's just that Lord Dorlar is a very measured person. He is a subject and you are the ruler. He has been waiting for you to speak. Haven't you seen it yet? And now you have taken back the Phoenix Chalice. When you take it out at the court meeting, who will dare to question your legitimacy? As for how to govern and strengthen the country, you and Dorlar should have a good chat. I guess he must have a plan long ago. Besides, the Dynasty is not weak now. There are two Vals' Blessings floating there, and the ancient empire's naval fleet. If a war really breaks out, even the human empire won't get any advantage without using its full strength."

"That's what they say, but still, in a few days, I'll arrange the affairs of the Chapter and take the time to go there. I also have to go to Ulan Huda, and I have to take a look at those new colonies. No matter what plans and schemes are implemented, they need strength to support them. I think the next twenty or thirty years will probably be spent accumulating strength."

After speaking, the two fell into a brief silence. Sochoyn stroked Veronica's waist and hip curves, wondering what he was thinking.

A few minutes later, he said in a low voice:

"Madam, uh, there's one more thing—"

"Hmm, I'm listening."