For some reason, Lin Fan felt that the God-Emperor's gaze toward Oedmeir was somewhat strange. No, that gaze was not directed at Oedmeir herself, but more at the pen on her chest.
The God-Emperor was staring fixedly at the name "Quabramst. Talanivstin. Ers."
"Greetings... mortal..." The God-Emperor blazed with golden light, sweeping his cold gaze over Oedmeir. The Legion of the Damned stood behind him, presenting a terrifying sight.
But Oedmeir did not buy it. She directly mocked the God-Emperor's words with a cold laugh. "Mortal? Heh!"
That contemptuous attitude enraged the Legion of the Damned. They stomped the ground as one, their combat boots kicking up golden flames and lightning.
The God-Emperor narrowed his eyes and said nothing for a long while. Only when The Emperor took control did the suffocating exchange continue.
His features softened somewhat, and the radiance around him dimmed considerably. The Emperor looked at Oedmeir and offered a greeting with a touch of human warmth.
"Hello. May I ask if you are related to Ers?"
"...You knew my father?"
"I was on fairly good terms with your father. When we studied at Federal Truth University, I remember he even taught me a few classes." The Emperor smiled reminiscently before continuing, "Professor Ers's Xenobiogenetics lectures were exceptionally well taught. They left a deep impression on me."
"Xenobiogenetics... that course was discontinued as early as 799.M14... So you are an immortal? But if you are also an immortal, why has the Immortal Order never recorded your existence?"
Perhaps because The Emperor had known her father, Oedmeir's tone eased slightly, but she continued pressing him about his past.
"Because I kept a low profile, child." The Emperor meant his disappearance into the Warp after M15, but that claim of keeping a low profile sounded especially amusing to someone