The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"There aren't any taboos."

Roqiim scratched the back of his head, answering Veronica with some embarrassment.

"...Sister-in-law, to be honest, I spent some time with the golden baldies, learned some boxing and kicking skills, but to talk about strength or anything, I really don't have any. He did give me a rusty knife, but that's it. Dogo said I was possessed at the time, but I didn't feel anything myself, or maybe I was unconscious at the time. I don't know what happened specifically, and I didn't ask about it later."

Hearing this, Veronica's projection in the water screen nodded slightly.

"I see, I understand now. You are indeed a lucky person. Roqiim, you've seen the sights of the kingdom along the way. Perhaps you're not familiar with the process of Soshian and I establishing the kingdom. After fleeing from Commorragh, tens of thousands of compatriots from the craftworld and Commorragh hoped that I could lead everyone to revive our declining race. At that time, I was very uneasy, but Soshian supported me and willingly took on the burden of the kingdom. He has been juggling the roles of Phoenix Lord and Astartes Chapter Master all along, which is a huge burden on his mind and body. He tries hard to find a balance in between, but reality is not always as we wish. Roqiim, do you think there is really a possibility of reconciliation between humans and Eldar?"

"Ah, this question is a bit profound. How should I put it."

Suddenly, Roqiim reached out and pressed on Kren's shoulder, pulling him over.

"Look, like this guy, a greenskin. Everyone knows that they are almost unreasonable and fight anyone they see, but I can keep him by my side for many years as a follower. Why? Because he's willing to follow me, he listens to me, and I can control him, so there won't be any trouble. Everyone gets along peacefully. So, in this regard, I never thought my brother was wrong. This is a good thing. His becoming king creates the possibility of reconciliation. If it were another Eldar, it definitely wouldn't work."

"Hmm, the reasoning is simple, but that's indeed the case."

Afterward, Veronica smiled at Lorena:

"Ms. Lorena, I wasn't wrong, was I? Although he is a chef, he is by no means a simple mortal. As one of Soshian's few close friends, Roqiim has his extraordinary qualities."

Lorena didn't say anything, just bowed slightly toward the pavilion.

At this moment, Dogo suddenly said:

"Isn't the food and drink coming yet? I haven't eaten anything for over ten hours. I'm starving!"

"Sorry, we chatted for a bit too long. Ms. Lorena, please serve the meal."

Lorena clapped her hands gently, and immediately a group of maids dressed in emerald green waist-cinched backless dresses, with long braids and light veils on their heads, walked over carrying silver basins.

Seeing this scene, Roqiim couldn't help but click his tongue and whispered to Loken beside him:

"So our Chapter Master really knows how to enjoy life."

"I heard that some governors and kings in feudal worlds have a large harem, and the concubines and maids inside are all the king's women. Our Chapter Master wouldn't... have one too, would he?"

"Probably... not, right?"

As they were talking, the maids had already arrived beside Roqiim and the others, and then they took off a silk scarf from their waists and hung it on their wrists.

"Ah!"

Before the maid could speak, Kren stepped forward, took the metal basin from her hand, and then tilted his head back for a mouthful, shocking everyone's eyes wide.

"Hmm, this drink is quite sweet. I was so thirsty."

As a result, Roqiim directly hit him on the head.

"You're really embarrassing! This is for washing hands!"

"Ah? Washing hands? What for?"

"Shut up, don't say another word without my permission, or I'll shove Loken's combi-bolter up your ass while you're sleeping."

Roqiim's words were vulgar, but combined with his actions and expressions, they had a unique sense of humor, causing some of the maids to couldn't help but smile.

After everyone washed their hands, a maid placed an oval plate on the table. As the lid was opened, Roqiim and the others stretched their necks, then widened their eyes.

"Ah? What's this?"

Dogo picked up something from the plate, holding it in his hand, which felt warm, but after looking at it carefully for a few seconds, he frowned.

"Branches?"

"Wood, wood, not good, not good, cheese, best, best."

Kha'ro also shook his head repeatedly at the verdant and straight 'branches' in the plate. These things smelled quite fragrant, with a unique floral scent, but they didn't look like food at all.

Kren picked one up and even blew into the openings at both ends, but it didn't have any effect.

But Roqiim, being a seasoned chef, smelled it a couple of times and then nodded.

"I know what it is, you bumpkins, watch carefully."

Saying that, he held up the branch in his hand and gently snapped it to the left and right.

With a crisp cracking sound, an unspeakable sweet aroma instantly enveloped everyone. Kren and Kha'ro immediately leaned their heads over.

It turned out that only the outer shell was a thin layer of wood, and inside was wrapped a kind of pure white and crystal clear thing, like small pearls wrapped in thin gauze. Roqiim took out a section from it and put it in his mouth.

After chewing for two seconds, his whole face froze.

"Boss?"

Kren nudged him.

"Is it poisonous?"

The next second, Roqiim screamed, holding his head.

"It's delicious! I've never eaten anything so delicious! Help!!!"

His sudden action startled Kren and Loken beside him, causing them to lean backward.

"How can there be countless bubbles bursting in my mouth! The flavors of dozens of fruits seem to converge like rivers, yet they don't interfere with each other! Combined with the soft and chewy texture, combined with the unique green flavor and herbal aroma, the sweetness is just right, and the freshness is unparalleled! It's amazing! There are no adjectives in the world to describe it!"

Saying that, he turned his head and looked at Kren.

"Why!?"

Then he looked at Loken.

"Why!?"

Finally, his gaze rested on Dogo's bewildered face.

"Why!?"

"Ah?"

Roqiim held up the opened unique 'tree core' in his hand and howled to the sky.

"Why let me eat such delicious things? What if I can't eat it in the future!"

After saying that, his eyes rolled back, and he fell directly to the ground.

Everyone around was stunned, just watching him.

A few seconds later, a tear slid from the corner of Roqiim's eye, his lips trembled a few times, and he said in a low voice:

"What's wrong... Why am I crying?"

He opened his eyes and stared at Kren's big face.

"A sense of sadness?"

Veronica, not far away, chuckled twice, seemingly accustomed to Roqiim's exaggerated performance, and then replied:

"This is Hundred Fruit Bamboo, a specialty delicacy of the Oread people, with a little bit of Tear Grass added. This plant can bring a unique aftertaste."

"I see!"

Roqiim sat back in his chair and sighed deeply.

"I never thought those creatures would have such skills. The galaxy is truly wonderful."