Assassinating the Father of Night

This is troublesome.

"Kamon, contact Lion El'Jonson using the Eighth Legion's code."

"Clear."

"Uncle."

"Oh, it's Lion El'Jonson. I know how your operation went last time; it was very successful."

"This is the daily routine of the First Legion, Uncle."

"Haha, being the Big Brother really makes you different! I have a little secret to share, would you like to hear it?"

Secret?

So direct?

But as long as it's a secret, the First Legion will accept any request.

What is it?

"It's a secret between my uncle and me, and of course, it's also for the sake of the Imperium of Man's Anti-Corruption efforts."

Anti-Corruption work?

The Anti-Corruption work is great!

He had wanted to join them for a long time, but never had the chance.

What do you want me to do?

"Assassinate me."

?!!!

Those around Han Mingxuan felt a bit dizzy listening to this.

Should the First Legion assassinate him?

Is this a test for the Eighth Legion?

"Uncle, are you trying to entrap us?"

"Yes, it was my Uncle time fishing, and I only caught one fish on the first cast. It's Malcador, but with such a big event, one fish isn't enough."

"What are the specific details?"

A cold, cruel smile crept across Lion El'Jonson's lips.

It seems my Uncle is truly a ruthless man, and his methods are quite sophisticated!

This is fantastic!

"You can do this: have the Dark Angels impersonate a nobleman to assassinate me, then leave. Just fire blanks."

"Then I'll give you a List, and you can set off firecrackers according to the List."

"Uncle, as you know, this means the First Legion probably won't be able to conquer more worlds quickly."

Oh?

Interesting.

The Knights of glory have started bargaining, which is a good thing.

"Whatever you want, neither of us, uncle and nephew, will hesitate to ask."

"Portable Exterminatus —I need the same supply priority as the Eighth Legion."

In the past, in order to carry out missions more efficiently, the military would take a long time to initiate Exterminatus, which was both time-consuming and caused great damage to warships.

However, the joint operation between the Eighth Legion and Ninth Legions showed Lion El'Jonson a more efficient method of warfare.

Portable Exterminatus.

Moreover, it's mass-produced.

He was certain that this was absolutely the greatest invention ever!

"Of course, no problem. I was planning to visit the First Legion after I finished this busy period, and now that you've brought it up, it's perfect."

"I'll have Nostramo grant you a special allowance right now, it'll arrive in about three Terra days."

"Alright, leave the rest to me, Uncle, for the sake of the Imperium."

"Keep up the good work, Lion El'Jonson. I believe in you."

In the boundless sea of stars, Lion El'Jonson aboard the Unyielding Truth was in a good mood.

The task his Uncle just gave him undoubtedly demonstrates his excellence as the Big Brother!

"Vienne, here are my next steps."

"Yes!"

"Firewing is responsible for harassment, creating the illusion of an assassination attempt on the Father of Night."

"Deathwing and Ravenwing followed suit, wiping out all the nobles on the List."

"Clear!"

"Also, inform Logistics Department to receive the First Batch of Portable Exterminatus three standard Terra days later, and then deploy them to the battlefield as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

At this moment, Malcador, far away in the Imperial Department of Justice prison, was somewhat agitated.

The main reason was that he discovered there was no longer any news about the assassination of the Father of Night.

"No, the assassinations can't stop; we have to think of a way."

Alpharius.

"Alpharius?"

Strangely, the Alpharius Legion is always on call at times like this.

Is anyone there?!

"Uncle Ma, what's wrong?"

"Where are the two people who used to always be by my side?"

"Oh, you mean A Fa and the other guy? They're busy right now. After all, the Anti-Corruption needs manpower, Dad made arrangements before he left."

???

What's going on?

These two brothers are no longer under my control.

"Um... have there been any assassination attempts against Old Han recently?"

Um???

"What I mean is, how's Old Han's fishing plan going?"

Oh, so it was a fishing plan.

I thought you were talking about fishing.

"That's how it is. The Boss was killing so aggressively that he scared those guys into submission, and nobody dared to make a move."

"That won't do!!"

Your Holiday are almost over, please return to work.

"What Holiday? You're so young, and your awareness is so low!"

"I'm doing this for the Imperium, for the Imperium, do you understand?!"

"I understand," Curze said with a smile.

Uncle Ma is really shameless; he'll stop at nothing to get a vacation.

They also reported a bunch of nobles.

Of course, this was tough on Roboute.

The workload has increased exponentially, and now I can only squeeze in a cup of coffee whenever I have a spare moment.

Fortunately, due to the issuance of the resolution, talents from various Legions began to enter the Imperium Administrative System, giving him time to relax and enjoy coffee.

Therefore, Roboute once again used his authority.

I changed my work schedule from six days on, one day off to twenty-six days on, four days off.

Seeing this change, Curze felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

As expected of Roboute, you're really ruthless to yourself.

Man!

"Reporting to the Grand Inquisitor, news has arrived from the outskirts of Terra: someone has attempted to assassinate the Father of Night!"

"What? Someone still dares to make a move at this hour?"

While it's frustrating that no one is taking action, it's even more shocking that someone is.

"Slazov, what are the specific details?"

"We only received news of an assassination attempt by a nobleman, and within an hour, the noble family responsible for the assassination was wiped out."

Who is in charge?

"Dark Angels."

So it was Dark Angels.

That's not surprising.

That's not surprising at all.

"Uncle Ma, it looks like your Holiday can be extended for a while longer."

"What Holiday? It's a prison sentence, not a holiday!"

"Yes, yes, prison term, prison term, oh dear, Dad's fishing skills are still the best, using bait in the air, I'm still too young."

At this moment, Prospero.

Han Mingxuan met an old acquaintance.

"Mr. Han, it's nice to see you again."

"It's Tzeentch. Sit down."

He didn't know what Tzeentch was going to do, but whenever Tzeentch came, it was definitely not good news.

Aren't you surprised?

"Heh, I'd be surprised if you hadn't come here."

This is the place Tzeentch has been keeping an eye on.

His absence would be a huge problem.

Thankfully, he came.

"Regarding Corax, I didn't expect you to be able to resolve the crisis, and in such a unique way."

Unique?

Upon hearing Tzeentch's description, Han Mingxuan smiled.

"Haha, this world is really abnormal, actually calling normal family affection a unique way?"

"Sinleech, you really don't understand people's hearts."

That's the downside of the Warhammer World.

Whether it's the Original Canon or Apocrypha, the root of their betrayal lies in family conflicts.

Even these Chaos Gods are like that.

Tzeentch listened to Han Mingxuan's words, "Aren't you afraid that your kindness will be taken advantage of?"

"Who? You?" Han Mingxuan said, "Don't be ridiculous. I didn't block his path. I gave him a choice, and how he chooses is his business."

It really is a non-stick pan; it's profitable on both ends.