Hilda, the Dutiful Daughter

Ever since meeting Hilda, Alvin's unrealistic fantasies about Aeldari girls have been completely shattered. It's fine if she doesn't speak, but once she does, every word she utters is a stab to the heart!

In just a few hours, their first meeting left an indelible mark on him, to the point that he was seriously considering whether to find an opportunity to poison Hilda and make her mute.

I thought I'd gotten a great deal!

Unexpectedly, cheap things are never good; the Aeldari Samhan definitely up to no good and deliberately sent Hilda to torment him!

The welcome banquet left Alvin feeling utterly exhausted. Even pondering Tzeentch Six's schemes hadn't been this tiring. Looking at Hilda had finished eating, he forced a smile, "Miss Hilda, I'll have Elsa arrange a room for you. Please stay here for the night. I hope you won't mind."

He desperately wanted to get rid of Hilda immediately, but due to aristocratic etiquette and social norms, he had to at least bring this dinner, which was a case of guests being happy but the host being unhappy, to a perfect end.

Why do we need to arrange accommodation?

Hilda tilted her head, looking at Alvin with a puzzled expression. "Since I said I'd protect your safety, of course I'll live with you."

The grass is tangled!

Alvin was startled and hurriedly waved his hand, forcing a smile. "No, no, Miss Hilda, our genders aren't quite right, and it's safe here. Nothing will go wrong."

"No, this is Alert Star!" Hilda's beautiful eyes widened, and she slammed her hand on the table, saying fiercely, "No one can guarantee that the power of Chaos won't invade. I must keep you in my sight at all times to better protect you!"

He understood the reasoning, but politely declined!

"First of all, Miss Hilda, our genders are not quite right. In human terms, this would affect your reputation, as well as mine."

"Secondly, it's really safe here. Even if the forces of Chaos invade, your room is right next door, giving you plenty of time to protect me, don't you?"

Alvin continued to try to argue; he really didn't want to be in the same space as Hilda, otherwise he felt he would be driven crazy in no time!

Left with no other choice, he even gave Elsa a look, signaling her to stop watching and come quickly to save her young master!

"Lady Hilda, considering the characteristics of the Aeldari, I don't think it's a good idea for you and my young master to share a room," Elsa said tactfully.

For the first time, Hilda didn't refute, but seriously considered it for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement. "Indeed, although I don't particularly like humans, I do consider that if humans go into heat, it might cause me trouble."

"..."

Alvin had given up arguing.

Dating an Aeldari girl?

The idea only flashed through his mind for less than a second before he immediately dismissed it.

Don't be ridiculous. Without the physical strength of a Primarch, you dare to dream of dating an Aeldari?

Their reproductive cycle is... six months at a time!

Furthermore, considering that the Aeldari are physically as strong as, and perhaps even stronger than, Space Marine, it is advisable to stay away from Aeldari women for your safety.

Finally, with Elsa's help, he managed to get rid of Hilda. Alvin dragged his tired body back to his bedroom, and suddenly felt that the whole world had become quiet.

Within seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

This was the only time since he set foot on Alert Star that he had fallen into a deep sleep.

At that moment, the door was gently pushed open.

Elsa gazed at the sleeping Alvin, quietly extinguished the lit incense, then undressed him, carefully covered him with a blanket, and finally smiled contentedly at his sleeping face.

The next day.

"Can you stay here?"

Alvin rubbed his temples, looking at Hilda with a headache. "Your height is too obvious. If you go out with me, the Inquisitor will come to my door and execute me one of these days."

According to the original plan, he was going to the Governor's Mansion.

Yesterday's incident caused quite a stir, and it was all thanks to Lucien for cleaning up his mess. No matter what, I have to go and thank her today, and also discuss the "water resources" issue.

If you hit someone with a stick, shouldn't you at least offer them a treat?

But then Hilda suddenly appeared, insisting on staying by his side, ostensibly to protect him, which immediately gave Alvin a huge headache.

Women who are two meters tall are not uncommon in the Imperium, but those pointed ears undoubtedly betrayed her.

The Inquisitor and many ill-intentioned nobles were already watching him. If he were taken away directly, the Vought would surely arrive within half an hour. Therefore, to avoid unnecessary risks, he pleaded with Hilda to stay.

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you!" Hilda confidently, proudly raising her head like a swan. "So what if he's Inquisitor? I'll kill him for you, and then nothing will happen, right?"

"Enough, enough! There's no need for that!" Alvin quickly stopped Hilda, his forehead covered in cold sweat. "There's no need to be so extreme. Calm down and spare his life."

This girl is too violent; she's always threatening to chop off people's heads!

Don't they know who they're dealing with? That's Imperium Inquisitor! Does he think just anyone can chop off his head?

Killing the Inquisitor is tantamount to provoking the Vought. Originally, the court needed evidence, but now, no evidence is needed... it's been turned into a suppression of a rebellion!

"Can't the Inquisitor do it?" Hilda looked at him doubtfully. "Don't worry, I can disguise myself as Dark Eldar and guarantee I won't leave any clues or evidence."

"Okay, okay, I know you're very professional, but please don't say such terrible things to me with that innocent look on your face, okay?" Alvin covered his face in pain. He woke up to find that a new torment had begun!

He figured it out: Hilda... wasn't stupid, much less dumb; she was just incredibly simple-minded, to an unimaginable degree. She didn't understand subtlety or jokes at all, and she took everything very seriously.

During their brief time together, Alvin discovered Hilda's personality, which, if he had to describe it, was... a pure heart!

The advantage of this type of person is that if he really lets Hilda kill the Inquisitor, Hilda would probably cut off the Inquisitor's head without hesitation, without even considering the risks involved.

The downside is that he'll have to be more careful with his words from now on.

Otherwise, he feared that one day, without careful attention, Hilda might rush up and chop off his head with a swift stroke of her knife, all because of a joke.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?"

A hint of disappointment seemed to flash in Hilda's eyes.

"No need. Besides, in the current situation, you following me would only bring me danger." Having seen through Hilda's character, Alvin no longer concealed his intentions and spoke frankly.

"All right."

Hilda nodded, indeed not insisting any further. But after pondering for a few seconds, she took a cylindrical, mysterious device from her waist and handed it to him. "This is the 'Spear of Song,' the exclusive weapon of every Battle Witch. It can automatically retrieve itself after being thrown, and contains a spiral crystal Psychic Power matrix, embedded with the prophet's rune guidance. It can easily pierce through human armor."

After saying that, she added, "Including some heavy armor, if the situation becomes too critical, you can detonate it after throwing it, which will create a miniature Warp Rift that will shred any creatures and armor within its range."

Goodness gracious... Aeldari technology!

Holding the cylindrical device, the Navigator System displayed detailed information in Alvin's mind.

[Item detected: Spear of Song (Excellent)]

[A weapon forged by Anvil Ketok, the Aeldari Farseer the Samhan Eldar, specifically for his children. It is inlaid with multiple runes and can be retrieved at will after being thrown. Once it resonates with Psyker, it can even tear apart heavy targets.]

[Energy available: 100,000]

That string of zeros almost blinded him.

That's fucking extravagant! Is this the true value of the technology of the Primordial Overlords, the Aeldari?!

Receiving such a valuable gift suddenly made Alvin a little uneasy. He hesitated and looked at Hilda, asking, "If you give this to me, what will you use it for?"

I still have some.

However, Hilda's words shattered his earlier feelings of being moved.

As she spoke, Hilda drew another sword, exquisitely crafted, resembling a magnificent two-handed greatsword, and proudly declared, "Before leaving, I made a special trip to my father's collection room and took everything useful. This Eldar Warrior Blade is even better than the one I gave you!"

I never expected her to be a wealthy woman!

This was completely unexpected. Alvin was even a little envious. That was the collection room of the Ada Aeldari Farseer; who knew what treasures were inside?

Alvin suddenly felt that Hilda wasn't so bad after all, and even seemed quite cute, but he was also a little worried. "Um... will your father come after you because of this?"

"No, don't worry."

Hilda shook her head confidently and said seriously, "Anyway, I'll inherit the position of prophet after he dies, so those things will eventually be mine. I'm just borrowing them in advance."

So filial!

Alvin couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

Having a daughter like Hilda is truly a blessing the prophet has accumulated over eight lifetimes; it's a perfect example of a father's passing and his daughter's filial piety!

These past few days, I've been posting long chapters of 3,000 words at noon~ I'm shamelessly begging for subscriptions, monthly tickets, recommendations, and rewards again~ There will be more updates from 6 PM to 8 PM!