Warhammer 40K: I Am an Imperial Guardsman
Chapter 1106

Pounding the Jazz Drums

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"Thank you, squire. I will enjoy the food."

Roboute Guilliman said this, but did not hear the footsteps of the attendant leaving.

He was a little confused, but not angry. He took off the warm towel in front of his eyes and looked back.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.

Primarchs's heart and soul were shocked by the scene in front of him.

All he saw was Yvraine squatting behind him, wearing a close-fitting bathrobe that exposed his shoulders and thighs. Liquid that could not be distinguished from sweat or water was dripping down his skin. From the traces of flow, he could feel the amazing smoothness of his skin.

A pair of emerald eyes looked a little timid, completely lacking the sharpness of Ynnari God's Choice.

Because the bath was filled with mist, her eyes still looked pitiful and about to shed tears.

The slightly wet hair hangs down the lowered neck, and some hair strands stick tightly to the skin surface, like flowers blooming on rice paper.

Roboute Guilliman's eyes were straightened as he stared at her, Yvraine's face turned red with embarrassment, and Bai Su's slender hands lifted her hair, which made Roboute Guilliman's heart palpitate and her breathing quickened.

"Yvraine?"

"Hmm."

The two greeted each other softly, as if they were afraid of scaring each other.

Then Roboute Guilliman stretched out his big hand, gently squeezed it, and Yvraine fell into the bathtub obediently, and then fell into his arms.

Aeldari is taller than ordinary people, and it feels very oppressive when standing face to face, but compared with Primarchs, it looks small and cute.

Roboute Guilliman's movements softened. He was afraid that his big hands and feet would injure Yvraine, but although Aeldari was slender, his body strength was not bad at all.

There is absolutely no excess fat on the arms and waist, and the outline of the muscles is quite clearly outlined by the skin.

Yvraine shyly buried his face in Roboute Guilliman's chest, their hearts beating fast.

Roboute Guilliman felt his mouth dry for a while, and the jazz drum was beating loudly. His mother had always hoped that he could find a wife, but Roboute Guilliman always refused because of her busy schedule.

Until his mother died, he could not let her participate in his wedding.

Now that the universe has become peaceful, the regrets should be made up for.

Pulling up Yvraine's pretty face with her fingers, watching Roboute Guilliman's face getting closer and closer to hers, Yvraine closed her eyes and waited tremblingly for what would happen next.

As a Aeldari, her perception of emotion and love is even stronger. Just a little flame can expand into a raging fire that is difficult to extinguish.

At this moment, the door of the bathhouse was violently kicked open. The banging sound of armored soldiers marching disturbed Roboute Guilliman's interest and made him very angry.

Looking back, the anger suddenly turned into a pale chill.

"Father, father, father, father?" The politician's tongue was clumsy at this time.

Before Roboute Guilliman could explain himself, the Emperor covered his chest with grief and shouted that he had given birth to a child that violated human norms.

The other Primarchs followed the Emperor silently, but none of their faces showed any kindness.

Even the kind-hearted Vulkan and good brother Corax turned their faces aside in embarrassment, not looking at Roboute Guilliman and Yvraine.

The most excited among the brothers was Jaghatai. He jumped beside the Emperor and shouted, "Father, look at what I am saying. I have told you a long time ago that there is something wrong with Roboute Guilliman privately, but you just don't believe it. Now everyone has the stolen goods, what do you think of how to deal with it."

The person jumping on the other side of the Emperor was Perturabo. He held his fists and asked the Emperor, "What's wrong with two people being in love? Why did their love become so filthy when it fell into your mouth? I think your heart is black, so everything you see is black!"

After a disagreement, Perturabo and Jaghatai started fighting.

Roboute Guilliman's desperate eyes only saw the Emperor's body becoming more and more stooped due to violent coughing. He hugged Yvraine tightly in his arms and could not say anything useful.

How terrible! How terrible!

Roboute Guilliman woke up from his imagination, gasping for air, he really didn't dare to think further.

"Father... are you... are you okay?" A difficult voice came from below.

Roboute Guilliman took a closer look and found that it was Cato Sicarius who was being held tightly in his arms.

The great power of Primarchs was displayed on Cato Sicarius's body. The armor was shattered and the bones were broken.

Among the wrinkles and cracks in the armor, blood and minced flesh slowly overflowed.

Cato Sicarius was able to save his life in this strangling embrace thanks to the existence of Life Vaccine, otherwise he would have the honor of becoming the first person Roboute Guilliman was killed in his sleep.

Roboute Guilliman immediately let go of his arms and laid the seriously injured Cato Sicarius flat on the ground waiting for Apothecary's rescue.

He found that the room was filled with senior executives of Ultramarines, and the closed door showed signs of being forced open by explosives.

"Calgar, what happened."

Calgar withdrew his gaze from Cato Sicarius, letting his eyes look at Roboute Guilliman without jealousy or envy.

Then he said, "Father, you were shouting in the room just now. When we asked you, you remained silent. We were worried that the enemy would be detrimental to you, so we forcibly blew the door open..."

After listening to the report, Roboute Guilliman gradually understood.

The nightmare just now made him scream, and the first person to hear the sound was Cato Sicarius.

This narcissistic commander immediately rushed in, ran to Roboute Guilliman's side to greet him, and then was hugged tightly by big hands, turning him into what he is now.

"Don't... don't worry about me... my great father..."

Cato Sicarius said intermittently, spraying some blood out of the helmet from time to time.

Roboute Guilliman told Cato Sicarius to stop talking and let him recover in peace.

The interaction between father and son made Calgar grit his teeth and resented why he was not the first to discover something strange about Master Roboute Guilliman.

If I can be held in Roboute Guilliman's arms, it would be worth it even if I hold you to death.

"So, Father, are you troubled now? My abilities are limited and I have not sensed the scent of the devil."

Psychic Librarian Tigurius looked ashamed, but these remarks were undoubtedly the sound of nature in Roboute Guilliman's ears.

If Tigurius really noticed every trace of that dream, Roboute Guilliman would have to consider the issue of the Great Memory Loss Technique.

Roboute Guilliman smiled and looked very tired and said, "My son Tigurius, you don't have to worry. It's just that I am worried about Ultramarines's casualties. If I could liberate Warp Essence earlier, I believe many soldiers would not lose their lives on the battlefield."

Roboute Guilliman's deep and true feelings moved Ultramarines extremely. They all knelt down and said to Roboute Guilliman, "Father, it is our greatest honor to accompany you to death. Please don't worry about this."

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