Rosales, Completely Fooled

"Etc!"

Just as Tucker was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by the Iron Father, whose voice was as loud as thunder, making his heart pound wildly. He wondered if the Iron Father had changed his mind.

Tucker swallowed hard, stiffly turning his head to look at the Chapter Master: "Your Excellency, Iron Father, is there... anything else?"

The Iron Father hesitated, his gaze never leaving the box, his eyes filled with a complex and unfathomable emotion. After a moment, he spoke, "Please tell Mr. Alvin that I will personally visit him after the Battle of Celerus."

Goodness...

Tucker was extremely surprised and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

What could this box possibly be that would make a Space Marine Chapter Master say he wanted to meet him in person?!

"Okay, I will definitely tell Mr. Alvin." Tucker replied hurriedly, then hid the box inside his clothes, afraid of losing it.

Even after leaving the command center, Tucker felt dizzy, as if what had just happened was a dream, full of bizarre twists and turns!

Originally, the attitude of the Iron Father made him feel hopeless, but after taking out the rusty iron box and seeing what was inside, his attitude changed completely!

Tucker found it outrageous, even incredible!

"Hello, Mr. Tucker."

Suddenly, just as he was about to leave the camp, a huge mountain blocked his way. Looking up, he saw three Primaris Space Marine.

However, their armor was adorned with extremely ornate decorations, clearly different from the style of finely crafted Power Armor, with pure ribbons and badges of honor on their shoulder armor!

"We are the Honor Guard of the Iron Hands, ordered by the Iron Father to escort you back," the lead Primaris Space Marine said in a deep voice.

Wait a minute, the Honor Guard?!

The Turks were stunned. These were the undefeated Company Champion champions who guarded the Chapter Master. The Iron Father had actually sent three of them to escort them back!

What is the role of the Honor Guard?

They are elites specially selected from various companies, specifically to protect the Chapter Master. They not only wear ancient yet advanced precision-engineered Power Armor and use the best equipment, but their martial arts skills are often enough to take on ten opponents at once among Space Marine!

Let's use the most intuitive comparison to get a feel for it.

Tucker and his crew were warriors who had undergone the early Spartan Program and were implanted with Bio-armor. He was confident that he could take down a Space Marine in a one-on-one situation.

However, Primaris Space Marine from the Honor Guard could snap his neck in less than a second, and could just as easily wipe out an entire combat squad in tens of seconds!

That's the difference!

Their reaction speed, strength, martial arts skills, and techniques are close to the subversion of biological standards; they are practically the most capable elites in the Space Marine Chapter!

Even around the Iron Father, the Honor Guard is small in number; why are three of them suddenly being chosen just to escort him back?

Tucker didn't think he had that much influence.

They were clearly trying to protect what was inside that rusty metal box!

What could possibly be inside this seemingly ordinary rusty iron box? Surely it couldn't be some Emperor relic?

At that moment, Tucker felt a burning heat in his arms, as if he were holding a red-hot branding iron. His intuition told him that if anything in this box were lost, the entire Alert Star would probably be in trouble!

The Chaos Raptors and Hell Dragon of Haarken Worldclaimer completely disrupted the defenses of the Celerus Hive. The Chaos, mesmerizing sounds, combined with the Great Rift in the sky, caused immense trouble for the Styx Eight.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the hive area, Hilda, along with the reluctant Rosales, successfully infiltrated the core hive area of the main city using a slightly violent method.

Don't ask about the specific method.

In short, it was a perfect infiltration; apart from a few Tech-Priest who were torn to pieces, the infiltration was flawless!

"I say, lady of the Aeldari... can't you just go around them?" Rosales, who was standing next to her, was on tenterhooks the whole time, afraid that she wouldn't be satisfied with dismantling things and would dismantle him as well.

"No, Alvin said we can't leave any trace." Hilda frowned and said righteously, "Besides, who among you cyborgs knows if there's any other way to find me?"

"... Then you didn't have to break them down so many times, did you?"

Rosales wiped away imaginary cold sweat, looking at the scattered debris on the floor, a chill running down his spine. "Besides, aren't you afraid the Cult of Mechanicus will come after you?"

"I'm not afraid!"

To everyone's surprise, Hilda proudly raised her head. "I deliberately made it look like it was the Dark Eldar. Even if they want trouble, they'll go after the Dark Eldar, why would they bother with me?"

Even her father praised her skill highly!

Looking at the entire Ark Eldar, her disguise skills are the most convincing to the Dark Eldar. Often, even the "victims" can't tell whether it was one of their own who did it!

That's why they say they're professionals...

Rosales was silent for a few seconds, then pulled something from his robes. "Apply some of this stuff, a poison unique to the Dark Eldar. It'll make you look more like one."

"Great idea!"

Hilda's eyes lit up, and she began to "fake the crime scene," saying without turning her head, "I knew it! None of you Mechanicus are any good; you even have poison from the Dark Eldar."

"..."

For the first time in his life, Rosales was rendered speechless by the Aeldari.

Sister, didn't you frame him first? He did this purely to protect himself!

Forget it, none of us are good people anyway.

Having shed his mental burden, Rosales simply gave up and helped stage the crime scene. From the perspective of the Mechanicus, he provided practical and feasible misleading clues, which greatly benefited Hilda and gave her a new understanding of how to shift the blame to the Dark Eldar.

With Rosales's help, the journey was smooth, and Hilda quickly returned to the manor. "It's a pleasure to see you again, Lord Rosales." Alvin wasn't being insincere; he was genuinely happy. After all, if Rosales had died, he would have lost a loyal customer!

Looking at Alvin's beaming face, Rosales, though perhaps not so happy inside, still had to put on a show, so he forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your help, Your Lord Alvin!"

Both men wore insincere smiles and exchanged a few flattering words. Rosales, finally able to relax for a moment, sat down and said sincerely, "Lord Alvin, I never expected... that you would save me when I was in the most danger. It seems my investment in Losel was worthwhile. You truly are a blessed person of miracles."

From Losel to Alert Star, from the perspective of the Tech-Priest, it was just a brief moment in a long history. Yet, in such a short time, the scavenger who once Underhive has grown step by step to where he is today.

It must be said that Rosales was truly filled with mixed emotions.

At the same time, he was also very glad that if he hadn't had the foresight to forge a good relationship with Alvin, he probably would have been really screwed over by Drakris this time!

"Lord Rosales, there's something I'm hesitant to say." Alvin hesitated, seemingly struggling with whether or not to speak, "Of course, it's merely a small thought from my perspective as your collaborator."

Elsa pushed up her glasses beside her, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips. She knew her young master all too well; when he said something like that, he was either setting a trap for someone, or on his way to doing so.

"Mr. Alvin, I believe our relationship has transcended that of ordinary friends." Rosales looked him directly in the eye and said with emotion, "Besides, if you hadn't saved me this time, I probably would have been dead. So please, speak freely!"

That makes things easier!

Alvin pondered for a moment, a hint of suspicion on his face, and lowered his voice, saying, "I'm curious, since Drakris and Lord Amos are cooperating, why were you betrayed by Drakris?"

"This..."

Rosales fell silent. Deep within his Cybernetic eye, data flickered wildly, revealing a chilling glint. But after a moment, he said hesitantly, "Perhaps Drakris has suddenly changed his mind, or perhaps he's unilaterally backed out."

"Maybe so..."

Alvin smiled mysteriously, picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and said meaningfully, "But when I saw Drakris yesterday, he asked me if I had any other purpose besides buying the Energy Shield... That makes me wonder if he knows why I'm here?"

Rosales's expression changed instantly, as if he had realized something. He turned to Alvin, his tone noticeably lower. "You mean...?"

"Don't overthink it, Lord Rosales." Alvin waved his hand, his expression enigmatic, as if he had already said all he needed to say, "I'm just reminding you from a collaborator's perspective that sometimes... danger doesn't always come from outsiders."

Seeing this, Rosales, who was already suspicious, couldn't help but start to overthink, peeling back the layers of doubt and gradually pointing the finger at Amos!

"Yes, that's right..."

Rosales seemed somewhat agitated, appearing both shaken and resentful as he said, "He must think that if I were to advance to the Forge Grand Sage, I would threaten his interests!"

"Mr. Rosales, I think it might be an accident?" Alvin jumped in again, pretending to advise him, "Of course, from the perspective of a collaborator and friend, I hope you are absolutely safe, as that would be in the best interests of both of us."

"An accident? It can't be an accident!"

Rosales's anger seemed to ignite, and he said in a sinister tone, "He's been eyeing my assets and research, and my promotions have been too rapid—it must be him!"

This was the result Alvin wanted. Once the seed of doubt was planted, it wouldn't be so easy to explain. Besides, given Amos's status and position, did he really need to explain things to him?

Unnecessary!

Therefore, Rosales had nowhere to verify, so he could only let the seeds of doubt grow strong in his heart until one day they completely overturned his previous understanding!

He was telling the truth in every word he said.

However, sometimes the truth is the most misleading!

Whether it was Amos who truly coveted Rosales and secretly had Drakris eliminate him, at this moment, the truth no longer mattered!

As long as Rosales thinks so, that's enough!

"Lord Rosales, even if you know the truth, what can you do?" Alvin seized the opportunity to win him over, lowering his voice as he said, "There's an old saying in Terra: 'When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.' It means that when you're weaker than your opponent, necessary submission and obedience are the best way to preserve yourself."

"You're right... My current strength is not enough to openly confront Amos." Rosales took a deep breath, then turned to Alvin, his eyes filled with trust and excitement. "Lord Alvin, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would still be being deceived by Amos, and I would die without ever knowing the truth. Thank you so much!"

See that?

He should thank us!

Looking at Rosales, Alvin said sincerely, "Lord Rosales, Valshius will always be your strong support, and I will always be your friend!"

Rosales was deeply moved. Alvin had treated him like a friend, yet he had suspected Alvin of trying to blackmail him—it was utterly unacceptable!

Damn Amos!

He secretly vowed that next time he would definitely extort a sum of money from Amos to make up for Alvin's losses!

Looking at Rosales's reaction, Alvin chuckled inwardly.

With Rosales, he could now plant his own nail in the Dark Mechanicum. Instead of going through the trouble of finding Forge Grand Sage, he might as well... cultivate one himself!

Moreover, Rosales is a real talent. He is exactly the kind of mechanical priest he needs most, and he can also create Daemon Engine. Such a talent is hard to find even with a lantern!

"Lord Alvin, hiring that Aeldari must have been very expensive, right?" Rosales had always assumed that the Aeldari was hired by the other party, and considering all the previous events, he was even more moved!

"Hey, we're friends, no need to mention this little thing." Alvin pretended to be generous, but a hint of pain "coincidentally" appeared on his face as he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. Didn't you give me dozens more sets of Power Armor? It's just a small loss, I'll bear it myself!"

Seeing this, Rosales felt even more guilty.

The Gene Seed was given by Amos, and the implanted organ... well, its value wasn't that great. In reality, he only paid for fifty sets of Aquila Power Armor.

But they hired Aeldari Battle Witch, risking being discovered by the Mechanicus, just to rescue him!

No, compensation is necessary!

Otherwise, he couldn't bear to let his friend suffer a loss!

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