This Is a Secret

Ten minutes ago, Corax arrived at the Throne Room and met the Emperor.

Three years later, the Emperor saw his Scions again.

Compared to their first meeting, Corax was more mature and composed this time, and the resentment in his eyes when he looked at the Emperor was less pronounced.

"I pay my respects to you, Your Emperor."

"I rejoice at your return, my child."

Thank you for your understanding, which allowed me to build my home.

"Cough cough!"

Malcador simply couldn't stand it anymore.

These two, father and son, were just being polite; they didn't get to the point at all.

"Tell me, Corax, before you came to Terra, did you meet Old Han?"

"Yes, Chancellor, before coming here, I went to Nostramo and obtained Nostramo aid, and then I came here."

"Yes, I'll have someone make arrangements regarding the two children from the Gusalto Family."

"Thank you for your trouble, Chancellor. There is one more thing."

"Oh?"

Hearing Corax say that, Malcador looked at him with interest.

This Corax is really interesting. Even though he didn't receive direct instruction from Old Han, his way of speaking is very similar to Old Han's.

"It's a message from my Uncle to the Emperor."

Tsk.

Tsk tsk!

Finally!

Finally!

Old Han finally agreed to write to Terra.

Or to be more precise, Old Han has finally agreed to talk to Emperor; it's been a long time coming.

In fact, over the past few years, Han Mingxuan did not completely cut off contact with Terra. He maintained contact with his Nephews and even himself.

But he didn't contact the Emperor, Malcador could tell that Han Mingxuan did it on purpose.

What else did he say? Child?

Corax even thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

At this moment, the Emperor appeared somewhat anxious, nervous, and embarrassed.

He didn't seem like the warlord who kidnapped him on their first meeting at all.

Please turn around.

Turn around?

The Emperor wasn't offended by this, but he didn't understand why the message Old Han brought was about turning away.

Then the actions of this newly returned Lord of Ravens left everyone, including Malcador and the Adeptus Custodes, utterly astonished.

Bang!

Corax kicked the Emperor hard.

"What are you doing, Corax?!"

Valdor couldn't sit still any longer. To them, what Corax was doing was an act of extreme blasphemy and transgression, bordering on rebellion.

"General Valdor, my Uncle said that if you stop me halfway, I'll gouge out your ears."

"..."

Listen to Corax perfectly mimic Han Mingxuan's tone.

Valdor, who had initially intended to charge forward, instantly lost his previous arrogance.

That is indeed something the Father of Night would say.

Or perhaps it was precisely because of those words spoken by the Father of Night that he earned the blasphemous nickname of "Ear-Digger."

"I think there's still some, isn't there?" Malcador asked, then pursed his lips tightly.

"Yes, my Uncle had someone kick me three times."

"Please forgive me, Your Emperor. I am also heartbroken and terrified, but my Uncle asked me to deliver this to you."

Bang!

If it weren't for the fact that they had just heard Corax say that Han Mingxuan had asked Corax to do it.

At this moment, they would think that this is the Lord of Ravens's wanton revenge.

Because when he kicked the second time, Corax jumped up to do it.

The doors to the Throne Room were opened on the third kick.

And all the Primarch saw what the Emperor looked like now.

Or more accurately, the Primarch who pushed the door open witnessed the entire process and outcome of the third kick.

With a running start, Corax leaped up and delivered a powerful kick to the Emperor's back.

"Tsk tsk, that flying kick, you've truly inherited your Dad."

In the completely silent Throne Room, only Curze's gloating voice drifted out.

"I'm sorry, Your Emperor, but this is the message my Uncle asked me to deliver to you."

"I received his message, son. Also, there's one more thing."

The Emperor straightened up again, enduring the excruciating pain in his back, and smoothed the wrinkles on his brow.

He looked at his Scions who had rushed in recklessly.

"This is a secret between my son and me."

Upon hearing the Emperor's words, everyone except Corax instinctively looked at Lion El'Jonson.

It's so similar, the tone of voice is exactly the same.

"As expected of the eldest son, huh, the Boss?" Curze said with a smile.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Corax also looked at Lion El'Jonson.

"What brings you here, children?"

"Oh, this..."

Curze fell silent.

Guilliman: This floor is really nice.

Sanguinius: I need more Fruit.

Lion El'Jonson: It's a secret, yes, a secret, top secret!

Russ: Shut up! Think of something else! Meat rolls, yes, meat rolls! Roll everything!

"My Uncle told us to come to the Throne Room with Corax; there's something interesting to see there."

Buzz.

Everyone looked at Perturabo at the same time.

The brothers who came with him silently gave him a thumbs up in their hearts, thumbs up with both hands and feet.

Perturabo, you're a real man!

You are truly as strong as steel, inside and out!

But at this point, couldn't you learn from Dorn?

Can you please just shut up?

"I'll say it again, kids, it's a secret."

"Pfft!"

This time, everyone looked at Russ.

What are you laughing at, kid?

"It's nothing, Allfather. I just thought of something happy."

What is it? My child?

"Big... big..."

"A flying kick?" Curze said.

The Wolf King could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter.

He patted Curze's shoulder forcefully, trying to calm himself down and regain his composure.

"I... haha! I... hahaha... I... what I'm thinking of is... is... big..."

Bang!

Emperor's Flying Kick.

The 130-yard-long foot sent the Wolf King flying.

"Allfather! Haha! I... I was thinking of meat wrapped in a pancake, meat wrapped in a pancake, haha!"

"Children, we should go out now." Seeing Malcador led the others outside.

"Uncle Ma, stop holding back. Your shoulders are shaking more violently than the execution machine gun in Slazov's hand."

"Haha! Old Han! Haha! Old Han, oh Old Han!"

"Your Dad is a genius! Even after three years, he can still pull off such amazing things!"

"Ahem, don't say that. If Dad were here, he'd make me kick him."

It's a pity that they had to let Corax do it.

He also wanted to kick the Emperor a couple of times.

"Don't let Horus know about this," Guilliman said.

Everyone turned to look at Sanguinius.

"Ahem... It's a secret, I know, I know everything."

There was only 30% of the Fruit left, and he didn't want to risk it.