Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 561 I, Sigismund, just came to deliver a message, so why did I get caught?

"Hello, Whiterace. Why are you here? Great, I need your help! ... Wait, what did you just say?! Honso?! Is there any news about him?! "

When Sigismund, who goes by the pseudonym Whitereath - yes, all the Black Templars who are roaming the harbor and serving on the Iron-Blooded can feel the coming of this master, and others from the Great Crusade era The Astartes felt it more or less - of course, because if exposed, all the Sons of Dorne would be too embarrassed and start to enter a state of mind that they could not face normally, so everyone basically tacitly understood it, except for a few Several Apart from the veteran who was actually not familiar with Sigismund, only a certain librarian from an older era was still thinking about how to convince Sage Decima to make two more weakened versions of "Whiteres" for him. Type Jade Dragon Robot - In short, when the White Knight personally delivered some important news to Wandering Port, he found the two Fourth Fourth Officers walking on a hilly lawn in the newly completed Central Mountain Park. The primarch's.

"Magna received the astrological signal from the Enterprise commissioned by Honso! It said that he came back with Vanus? He also brought me a big gift and said it was a 'surprise for father'?! Hong Suo is still alive! And he seems to be doing well out there! This is really one of the best news I have ever heard! Hehe... Ouch... It hurts. It hurts..."

Although the first Supreme Grand Marshal of the Black Templars has become fully mechanized, he has calmly accepted his father, who is the machine soul of the Iron-Blooded and has become young again, and the wandering port with a new spirit of transcendent understanding, dedication, sacrifice and tranquility. Unlike most of the incredible events that happened on the Iron Blood, what he witnessed at this moment still made his long-metalized heart feel a long-lost accelerated heartbeat, blood pressure, dizziness, and he immediately decided to activate the anti-chaos monitoring protocol. of excitement.

——Very good, now he finally knew why he felt that the whole park was so quiet and empty when he came to report the news. He glanced at the body standing next to him with his hands behind his hands, Lord Perturabo, who emitted extremely terrifying negative spiritual energy fluctuations according to the robot's perception array, and looked more like "himself". He must have been the one who immediately issued the order After martial law was declared, the entire park was emptied out, and even the windows of all the houses in the distance that could see the park lawn were forced to be closed. He guessed that those bird fortune tellers must have cut off the monitoring lines here.

——Hmm... Although Sigismund secretly couldn't say that he was happy to see His Highness Perturabo defeated, he could only say that his favorable impression of Lord Lamizane had subtly improved a bit. But since he was such a damned example of Sigismund, he would only keep these thoughts silently in his heart, and not even His Highness Magna could know about them.

However, in the year (?) of the return of an Astartes, one can see a Primarch - especially the Iron Warriors, Lord of the Fourth Legion (skin) sitting on the ground and rubbing it like a mortal. The picture of the injured foot screaming in pain with the skin seemingly intact is really better than imagined. The target was too exciting. At this moment, Sigismund was glad that he did not have to face all this with a face of flesh and blood, because even if he had received strict training and was used to seeing terrifying things like him, he could not be sure. Will you laugh at this? It's a slightly rude behavior.

"What's wrong with you? Lord Lamizane? Lord Perturabo, I rushed to inform you two as soon as I received the order from Lord Magna. In fact, I don't know what just happened here."

"Then how did you break through the martial law line and come in to find us?" The fearless black-and-white tyrant on the side spoke gloomily through the loudspeaker converter, "Maybe it's time to recruit another wave of incompetent guards and those who like to make decisions without authorization. and serve as a warning to those who twist their master’s orders.”

"It's not necessary..." Lamizane muttered, "It's not like before. I don't think it's necessary to do this suddenly."

"I told you a long time ago! It is precisely because you have been too kind and generous to these lazy bones recently that these greedy and always wanting to get more and more are spending too much time in restaurants, churches, bars, and theaters recently. , casino and card club!”

"But I see that according to the scheduled plan, work efficiency and completion quality have not declined due to these activities?"

"Those hours of eating, drinking and having fun could have been converted into more meaningful labor! Let the expansion efficiency of the entire Roaming Port be increased to the current 220%!"

"...Two hundred and twenty percent means each worker must work at least eighteen hours a day! Human energy simply cannot support such long-term labor!"

"Compared to the twenty hours given by the old man's empire, I even mercifully let them sleep for two hours more! As long as you are willing, I can completely let the refreshing drugs take enough! They are all absolutely legal in the empire and have been used for many years. of!"

"...Perturabo, seriously, when we make comparisons, can we not compare ourselves with the bottom line? This will make us look a bit too strong."

"My lord." The white knight had to start to interrupt these conversations with his reply at this time, "I ask you to calm down. It is not a shameful thing for them to not stop me, and in order to find you faster, It's not their fault that I also used short-distance teleportation."

"I shouldn't have agreed to design your functions so complete." Perturabo BC raised his head proudly and looked at Sigismund's metal body, "Perhaps I should have asked the armory to connect your wetware chip to my Iron Guard next time I overhaul it..."

"Hiss! Ah! I say, can you not think about such irrelevant and distant things for now? I have been sitting here for at least 20 minutes, but I still feel that I can't stand up. Think of a way to get me back to the Iron Blood first? If you still insist on refusing to call for someone to carry me, then think of other ways. I really don't understand what can be done with an anti-gravity floating stretcher and four people randomly drawn from the 10th Company..."

"What's there to not understand!!" The dog roared, revealing his canine teeth under the camouflage, and his electronic voice instantly sounded a bit like the style of the past, "You-! I have long! Long! Warned you! Warned you! A guy with ataxia should be careful when walking, remember whose body you are in! Now it's all right ! You actually sprained your ankle using my body! I will never let more people know about this! Haven't you recovered yet? "

"Spraining my ankle is not my daily routine. It's a miracle that I didn't fall flat on the ground like before." The other party muttered, "Why can't the body of the original body repair this sprained ankle immediately? It's swollen, incredible. It's exactly the same as a mortal's sprained ankle. If you touch it, the ligament and bone end here are swollen. Aw, it's also very painful! Hiss..."

"A guy who is lazy enough to fall flat on the ground shouldn't take off such an excellent auxiliary power armor like LOGOS casually and run to this hilly terrain and say that he wants to "personally enjoy the smell of green grass in the newly built park". Well, you are enjoying it now!" Perturabo BC turned around angrily, and at the same time stretched out his mechanical fingers to take off the broken grass leaves on the fine woolen robe on his arms and knees. He glanced at Sigismund beside him and switched the conversation back to the telepathic communication method they used before.

【Obviously, this is a possibility that we had guessed when you first came here, and it seems to have developed into reality. 】

【What? Which one? 】

【Your weak, pitiful, and helpless mortal soul began to merge more closely with my noble and perfect iron Primarch body over time. In other words, my body began to become more compatible with the soul. You made my Primarch body weaker, Ramizarn, this is really one of the worst developments. 】

【...Oh, no, [Gutai swears], Pepe baby, you mean...】

【Yes, it's just a minor injury like two ligament ruptures. In theory, the internal bleeding will stop soon and you can move, but after 26 minutes, you are still in so much pain that you can't stand, and the sprained part even has obvious signs of swelling and fever. This development can basically explain this situation. If you want to be completely sure, you need to return to the Iron Blood for further testing - Hong Suo came back at the right time. 】

【This is a good thing. Although I sprained my ankle, the doctor said that he will arrive soon. Isn't this a pillow falling from the sky when I am sleepy? Why don't we let him go to the Iron Blood as soon as he comes back? But before that, if the Primarch's body is really mortal, it means that next...】

【It means that you will need to make a big effort to raise your legs, apply ice for 24 hours, put on conspicuous pressure bandages and fixation boards, apply heat after 24 hours, and rest in bed, etc. Everyone will know me at a glance! Perturabo! A Primarch! A demon prince! The Lord of the Iron Warriors! The Supreme Tyrant of Olympia! Lost balance on a one-meter-high grass hill and sprained my ankle and fell and couldn't get up! 】

【... Hiss, I shuddered. This just sounds too terrible. I'm serious, although this is what just happened. 】

【So you tell me, how to deal with the matter of transferring you to the bedroom on the Iron Blood. I'm not against you using an anti-gravity stretcher and a stretcher team. I also said I could carry you out of here myself. ]

[…But you also absolutely promised that you would ‘deal with witnesses whose mouths might not be reliable’ along the way, right? From what I understand, you mean to destroy all living creatures and auspicious instruments within range from Central Mountain Park to the shuttle port terminal. ]

[I didn’t say that. ]

[You definitely meant that. ]

[That’s not quite right. ]

[Oh? ]

[The memory of the auspicious instrument can be formatted and reused. ] The Lord of Black and White Steel pointed out calmly, [So I won’t destroy all the auspicious instruments along the way. ]

[…Look, I have an idea. Maybe we don’t have to be so tired and troublesome. ]

[What? 】

Lami Zain ended the conversation which seemed to others to have lasted only two seconds. He turned his head and asked White Rise, "You just said that your machine has a teleportation function over a certain distance? Is that right?"

"Yes, sir."

"What is the maximum distance of your teleportation and the weight you can carry?"

The White Knight looked at him and immediately understood what His Highness meant. He replied cautiously, "If it is safe, you can carry 90 quintals*, minus my own weight. Under this premise, you can safely teleport to the old shuttle dock in Wandering Port, but if you want to teleport accurately, I still need to erect a beacon there and confirm that there are no interference or similar objects in the teleportation distance from here to there."

"Look." Ramizarn blinked at Perturabo BC. "Isn't this solved? Whitetris came at the right time. We just need to notify Solomon first and ask him to prepare the Stormbird for us at the old dock in advance. The problem of driving the Stormbird will definitely not be difficult for Whitetris. When we arrive at the Iron Blood, the Iron Guard will come to pick us up and solve any remaining problems."

But then the black and white plush steel king mercilessly mocked this in his heart, [Yes, how smart my... Ramizarn! Can you think of this? May I ask, what is the physical distance between our bodies that cannot be too far away? ]

"Uh..."

[Heh! So, let's implement my last plan! Let them send my favorite vehicle, but since he arrived in time, there is really no need to draw lots for the driver this time. 】

Perturabo BC's face disguised by illusion camouflage turned to Sigismund's face covered by metal visor, and the Lord of Steel's dark brown eyes sternly looked down at the blue eyepiece of the Imperial Fist Templar.

"In a moment, the tank I summoned will appear at the entrance of the park. You are responsible for driving it for us, sending us to the dock, and being ready to complete the temporary tasks we assign at any time."

Sigismund's blue eyepiece looked at it fearlessly, but then he still bowed his head slightly in accordance with the etiquette for an elder, showing some respect that was not surrender.

The one with a temperament closer to the original Iron Lord snorted unsatisfactorily, "Go, don't bring shame to the name you have earned..."

"Why do I feel that you are... um..." Ramizane said as he looked after the Yulong Improved Robot Prototype, which bowed and disappeared with the crackling of the teleportation flash and the smell of ozone.

"What?"

"Why do I feel that you are strict with him as a junior who has high expectations for him... As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the more severe the blame..."

"The bristles on the back of my neck are about to explode with disgust because of this sentence. Why is it not your vocal cords that are injured? It can make you shut up and it won't affect your movement and work."

"Pepe!"