205 Could Be Seen Too? X-Ray Gui?

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Roboute Guilliman suddenly looked up from the vast sea of documents. He blinked in confusion, his blue eyes filled with puzzlement.

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"What is it?"

Hades, who was discussing new Space Marine armor with Ferrus nearby, asked casually. He was familiar with this reaction from the primarchs—usually, it meant that something in the Warp was resonating with the primarch's essence from afar.

...I have a bad feeling.

Guilliman spoke slowly. Both Hades and Ferrus turned to stare at him, and Hades blinked.

"Something happened to Old Morty?"

Though the odds were extremely low, it was not impossible.

Maybe... no, I don't think so.

Guilliman slowly raised a hand. He lowered his head and fell silent for a moment, as if dizzy, before decisively speaking that name.

Konrad.

Guilliman said gravely,

It was Konrad—he made a statue of me out of T'au, and that was why I felt it.

Guilliman had not finished speaking. He could sense those exceedingly faint echoes coming from that mangled creation. Something within it was even writhing and struggling.

"???"

Hades neither understood nor respected Konrad's twisted sense of humor. He paused, then mentally recalled Mortarion's attitude toward Konrad.

In the end, Hades reached his own conclusion.

"I don't think they would put those combat details in the war report."

If Konrad had gone to curry favor with Mortarion, then this primarch, who disliked writing battle reports, would seven hundred percent not go into detail about the Night Lords' terror tactics and psychological warfare.

After all, while Mortarion possessed morality, he had no particular opinion on Xenos. At the same time, Mortarion maintained absolute indifference and disregard toward those he did not know.

Guilliman nodded, then shook his head. He seemed somewhat speechless about what he had just sensed in the Warp.

It doesn't matter.