Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

To put it bluntly: Why would I care if there is a flood after I die?

The person is dead, why bother about so many things?

And as long as Noah's thoughts don't slip and he doesn't run to the Four Gods for help, it will be difficult for him to die even if he wants to.

Hieronymus did not smile, but spoke word by word:

"I think you will become Saint Noah!"

Noah understood:

“So that’s why you invested in me?”

"Yes."

Hieronymus nodded slightly.

The State Church is not allowed to have any armed forces, the Sisters of Battle are an exception because they took advantage of a loophole.

During the 36th millennium, the effects of the Age of Apostasy under Vandir's reign became too severe.

After Vandir's death, the High Lords' Council issued an order prohibiting the State Church from having armed forces, for which the State Church had to disband their huge fleet and crusading army.

However, what you, High Lord, forbid is men under arms. What does this have to do with us women?

The combat sisters were thus preserved and gradually became the backbone of the state religion.

Of course, the High Lords would not make such a simple typo; they actually did it on purpose.

Because at the end of the Age of Apostasy, Vandire's head was chopped off by the Sisters of Battle. This is enough to prove that the Sisters of Battle are loyal to the Emperor first rather than the State Church, and letting them stay can better supervise the State Church.

The state religion certainly saw this clearly, but most believers had a devout faith in the Emperor, so they did not care and were happy to see it happen.

Thus, with the financial support of the powerful Ecclesiarchy, the Sisters of Battle were armed to the teeth and even richer than many Space Marine Chapters.

And relying on the right to interpret the Emperor's faith, the state religion has huge wealth and powerful connections. They can even let the navy retire warships if they want, but retired warships cannot be given to the state religion. This is the bottom line of the empire.

But even so, the state religion is still not allowed to have a fleet.

Since we can't own it, we can only fund it.

Whether it is a planetary governor or a Rogue Trader, the Ecclesiarchy can always find the right person to support.

For example, Insentia Kurda, one of the three most powerful Rogue Traders in the Colonus Expanse, can be compared with von Valancius and Winterskell thanks to the support of the State Religion.

Now the opportunity is in front of Noah. As long as he nods, he can also become a recipient of funding from the state religion!

But what's the cost?

The price is that he will become a propaganda machine for the state religion, he himself will be labeled as a member of the state religion, everything he does will be widely publicized by the state religion and attributed to the "Emperor", claiming that he was able to win because of the Emperor's guidance and protection.

Noah couldn't stand the thought of such a thing, because it was simply...

awesome!

There is nothing wrong with being under the protection of the old emperor, not to mention that the old emperor is protecting him!

Noah is not Brother Dun who always shouts "The false emperor should be killed". The state religion takes the initiative to come to him and praise him as a saint. Where can you find such a good thing? Only a fool would refuse!

If there is any disadvantage, it is probably that it will become a thorn in Chaos's side.

But it doesn't matter, Noah was originally the "favorite" of the four gods.

If you have too many lice, you won’t be itchy; if you have too many debts, you won’t have to worry!

Noah folded his hands in front of his chest and said sincerely:

"May the Emperor bless you, Hieronymus!"

"I accept your good words."

Hieronymus also bowed, "May you soon become Saint Noah."

After that, he smiled:

"Would you like to go check out your fleet, Lord Noah?"

Noah nodded modestly:

"Of course, but I have to bring my entourage."

The main thing is to bring Nono along.

Since it’s all his ship, of course he has to ask his wife to give the Machine Soul her blessing!

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Tyrant-class cruiser, Golden Deer.

When Noah brought Nono into the bridge and blessed the machine spirit, Noah's expression was a little subtle.

"Nono, how many years will you say it again?"

"Five years."

Nuo Nuo's clear voice was filled with a hint of surprise, "This ship has only been in service for five years."

Noah had a weird expression on his face. Wow, he retired right after it left the factory, right?

I can only say that it is worthy of being the national religion, its power is indeed exaggerated!

"Noah."

Hieronymus coughed dryly.

Noah turned around and saw many naval generals in military uniforms standing next to the pastor. It was not difficult to judge their identities from their ranks and clothing.

Hieronymus explains:

"These guys are former naval officers. If you don't have enough men, I suggest you hire them as your officers."

Noah's eyes swept over these people. The State Religion was indeed very thoughtful. They knew that Noah did not have enough manpower to get these ships moving, so they simply arranged for the captains and crews of these warships to "retire" together.

"Of course, I'm honored."

Of course Noah would not be disrespectful, let alone say something shocking like Nono could make the boat move by himself, so he just nodded politely.

"Let me introduce you to it."

Pastor Hieronymus pointed at one of the women and said, "This is..."

"Wait, Hieronymus, let me guess."

Noah interrupted him and walked up to the female captain.

She was not tall, a head shorter than Noah, but she could face the gaze of her future boss with ease.

With long pink hair, eyes as light blue as the sky, and delicate fair facial features, she is undoubtedly a rare beauty.

But a long and narrow scar extends from her right eye to her left chin, running through her entire cheek, which slightly destroys her beauty but also adds a bit of heroic spirit.

Noah pondered for a moment, then asked carefully:

"Were you ever a pirate?"

"Yes, but I was recruited by the Imperial Navy more than ten years ago."

The female captain admitted frankly that her voice was a little rough, which was completely different from her beautiful appearance, but it also made her have an unusual charm.

Noah stared at her closely and said firmly:

"I guess your name is Francis Drake!"

"You know me?"

The female captain looked surprised.

"It seems I was right!"

Noah tried to control his expression.

Emperor! You really never disappoint me!

It hasn't been long since then and they sent me another gold card.

But since you've already given it away, how about giving away two more at once?

His requirements were not high, just a photo of Altria would be enough! At most, a photo of Madam, or a photo of Yaolan... Well, since he had given so much, he might as well just take one of each! It didn't cost any money anyway, right?

For some reason, Hieronymus suddenly frowned and said softly:

"Sir Noah, since you two know each other, I won't introduce you. I have some things to take care of in the port, so I have to excuse myself for a while."

"Go slowly, Hieronymus."

Noah watched him leave, then turned to look at the captains in front of him and said:

"Let's go to the captain's room and talk, one at a time. Drake, you go first."

Although Noah believed that Francis Drake was pinched by Old Man Huang, he didn’t dare to bet.

So he needed evidence, and the way to prove it was to let Francis Drake pray in front of him!

Only when you can pray it out is it real.

If she can’t pray, she’s a fake. Noah will send her to see the emperor right away!

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Chapter 103 Just pretend, who can pretend better than you?

The Great Whirlpool Universe, Badab Galaxy.

The Stars led the fleet across the endless universe towards Badab Prime.

The holographic projection showed the head of the spaceport, who bowed his head respectfully:

"Lord von Valancius, Badab welcomes you. Chapter Master Huron has been looking forward to meeting you. I will first notify the Star Claws Chapter of your arrival. I wish you a safe journey!"

After turning off the communication, Noah leaned back on the command throne and stared at the dark space outside the porthole.

Accompanying the Stars were the Tyrant-class cruiser Golden Deer and the Gothic-class cruiser Rose Blade. The remaining three Dreadnought-class light cruisers and half of the frigates were left in Dagonus by Noah.

The secondary reason was that the many colonies of the von Valancius Dynasty did need fleet patrols capable of warp navigation, and the main reason was that Noah now looked down on these small dinghies.

As for the army, the fleet is also very strong.

233 Zakus, 1800 battle nuns, and the existing intelligent mecha battalion.

Even if it's just paper data, this force is already stronger than many Space Marine chapters.

This was even after the other nuns were persuaded by Noah to return to Dagonus. The main reason was that it was really useless to have more than 10,000 nuns following them, and Noah had to be distracted to protect them.

Of course, before persuading them to return to Dagonus, Noah also screened them in advance to make sure that the gold cards sent by the Emperor were not missed.

The old man is still a bit stingy. It took him so long to give two gold cards!

Look at Sister Slaanesh, she gives away hundreds of young and beautiful elf ladies.

He didn't keep any for himself and gave them all to the old man Huang.

As a result, the old man Huang was still hesitant to give Zhang Jinka. Bad review! Must give a bad review!

But speaking of the old man Huang...

"Nono."

Noah looked down at Nono who was checking the instruments, "How many years has the Stars been in service?"

The Golden Deer has just been in service for five years and is in good condition for girls to use.

What about the Asterisk?

Noah hasn't thought about this question yet.

Ajeta, Cassia and Iliette are all locals, with their own birth and growth trajectories.

White was created by him, but she also had a life trajectory as a noble descendant, proving that she did not appear out of thin air.

By analogy, most of his other wives are probably the same, having grown up in the Warhammer universe since childhood.