What If... Chaos Intends to Force the Palace?

In the past few days, the Chaos Fleet's attacks have suddenly become much more frenzied compared to before.

They often spared no expense, amassing large numbers of war gang forces to focus on breaking through a specific defensive area defended by the Imperial Navy and the Astra Militarum.

The most direct result of this move was that the Chaos Gang suffered heavy losses and made little progress. On the contrary, their morale was dampened by repeated hasty attacks.

The series of defeats finally pushed the already frustrated Warband Lord to their breaking point.

I initially thought that with the departure of the awful Salton, the newly appointed Zane would be a man of principle.

But who would have thought that this guy was even more despicable!

These people, who followed "Zane's " haphazard orders and suffered heavy losses as the Imperial Navy surrounded them like dumplings, were all his men. Meanwhile, the Blood Skull Warband, which belonged to "Zane," remained holed up in the rear, claiming to be supervising the battle!

Supervising the battle?

Bullshit! This is clearly Zane, that bastard, deliberately wearing them down so he can take them over once the war is over!

This tactic is quite common in the Chaos Gang. The previous high-ranking lord, Salton, did something similar, but at least he still had some shame!

But what about "Zane"?

That bastard is utterly shameless, using his newly acquired power and influence to openly tell them that he's just draining their manpower!

This time, they simply couldn't take it anymore.

If they continue to swallow their anger like this, before the war even ends, these Warband Lords will all be swallowed up by the Blood Skull Warband.

Why?!

Just because you're a high-level Chaos Lord?

So, these indignant Warband Lord decided to go and demand an explanation from "Zane"!

Hundreds of lords from the Chaos Gang, each with their own ulterior motives and differing intentions, arrived at the "Bloodstained" warship.

Even Afkar was taken aback by this scene. Hundreds of Chaos Gang stormed into the council hall in a rage. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were there to cause trouble!

"Get Zane out here!"

"That's right, hurry up and bring him out to see us!"

"What? Lord Zane is hiding on the bridge, too afraid to see us?!"

Looking at the Chaos Warband Lord, who was in a frenzy, Afkar's face was cold. If he weren't afraid of being exposed, he would have drawn his sword and killed these damned traitors!

But after a moment, he took a deep breath and said coldly, "Please wait a moment while I go and inform the lord."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Upon entering the bridge command room and meeting Alvin, Afkar expressed his concerns. "Your Highness, the situation is not good. Because of your recent command, these damned traitors have suffered heavy losses, and they have stormed into the council chamber demanding to see you."

"Ha, they've arrived so quickly?" Alvin raised an eyebrow, showing no fear whatsoever. "I thought they could hold out for another two days."

He did it on purpose, to provoke these people so that the plan could proceed.

"Since we're already here, let's go and see them."

With that, he rose from his seat and smiled at Rosales, who was still busy beside him, saying, "I'll leave the rest to you, Your Grand Sage."

Rosales lowered his head, trembling all over, his voice shaking slightly, his eyes filled with fear. "Your Highness, are we really going to do this?"

"Now that things have come to this, do you think you still have any room for regret?" Alvin tilted his head, a smile playing on his lips, like Daemon tempting people to Corruption: "With your current status in the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus, you'll only ever be a sage until you die."

But with my help, you might one day be able to control a Forge World of your own. And when that time comes, even if you bear a stain on your reputation, who can do anything to you?

The thought of the future Alvin promised, and the incredibly enticing prospects, made Rosales's heart burn with excitement; even her brain, long since replaced by machines, felt a surge of heat.

Yes!

Putting aside the question of whether it's even worth it for him to regret it now, whether Alvin would agree, and even if he truly regrets it, what then?

Should he remain on the warship as a high-ranking Tech-Priest, slowly accumulating merits, and then climb back to his former sage status?

No, of course not!

He knew very well that with that person pressing down on him, even if he climbed back up, he would never be able to advance any further in his life and would only be stuck in that position forever. That was already the best outcome!

But what if we take this risk?

Rosales recalled his first meeting with Alvin, when he was a Rogue Trader had just inherited the family business.

But by the time they met again, he had become a qualified head of the family and led the fleet to swindle half of Abaddon's fleet in one fell swoop!

And what about the third time?

This young Rogue Trader has already made a name for himself within the Imperium, and his reputation is widely known among the Astra Militarum and Space Marine!

But now, they possess a Space Marine Chapter, a far cry from what they once were.

Given that, why doesn't he take a gamble?

"Alright, alright, I will do as you say!" A fierce glint appeared deep within Rosales's crimson Cybernetic eye: "I believe you, His Highness Alvin."

"Very good, I never mistreat my friends."

Alvin's satisfied smile faded, and he patted Rosales's shoulder with just the right amount of pressure, as if to give him courage. "And you, Lord Rosales, now only need to show me a little courage, a little action, to prove your friendship to me."

"Yes, Your Highness Alvin."

Rosales knelt on one knee, symbolizing his complete submission.

"Let's go, it's time to teach these bastards a lesson." Alvin straightened his clothes, took the helmet from Afkar, and put it on.

"Your Highness, please forgive my rudeness," Afkar suddenly spoke, his voice low but firm. "If anything unexpected happens, you must evacuate immediately. I will hold them off for you."

His concerns are not without merit.

These Chaos and fragmented minds are hardly normal to begin with. What if they came prepared this time, attempting to emulate his previous power grab?

Or perhaps, their identity has been exposed?

They must understand that they are currently in the Chaos Fleet, surrounded by enemies on all sides. If their identities are exposed, the Sons of the Forest on the warship alone will not be able to guarantee Alvin's safety.

Alvin's safety was ensured by the Lion King's personal order!

They were ordered to spare no expense, even if it meant their complete annihilation, to ensure Alvin's safety!

"I know what you're worried about." Alvin turned to him and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine now..."

It is absolutely impossible to be exposed.

The "curse and blessing" that Khorne inflicted on Alvin had turned him into "half of Chaos."

Of course, this matter is top secret.

Apart from the parties involved, Lion King, and Zabriel, no one else knew about it.

"By the way, there's something I'd like to ask you beforehand." Alvin suddenly turned around, looking at the tall, imposing Afkar, who resembled an iron tower, and scrutinized him for a few seconds. "If you were to deal with several Chaos Lord simultaneously without revealing your identity? I mean, kill them as quickly as possible?"

"Without revealing their identity -

Afkar thought for a few seconds and gave a definite answer, "Ten. I'm confident I can handle ten Chaos Lord simultaneously without revealing my identity, in no more than three minutes. Any more and I'm not so sure."

Alvin nodded thoughtfully. "Okay, I think I understand. We might need you to make an appearance later."