An Old Mother

"Teacher, the specific situation is like this: as you know, Terra's Anti-Corruption work has been in full swing for the past three years."

"So those nobles were terrified of being killed, right?" Han Mingxuan asked with a smile.

"That's right, Teacher. As my father arranged, we will bring them to see you."

"But these guys were still adjusting to Nostramo when they first arrived, and they got arrested."

Han Mingxuan nodded. "It seems that Old Gusalto had already made arrangements for you."

"Teacher, we..."

"I trained you all, and I know what kind of people you are, so you don't need to worry. But those nobles tried every means to force me away, and now they want me to go back. What do they take me for?"

"So, Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Weren't they arrested? Let's wait until they get out."

After Han Mingxuan finished speaking, he went to find Angrak.

"Archmagos Angrak."

"Oh, it's Old Han. What do you need?"

"I've come to see you this time because I want you to come to Terra with me."

"Okay, I've already informed Herbert about this. He'll be back before we set off."

Currently, Angrak has mastered some of the Necrons's Blackstone Technology, but Herbert still lacks in this area.

Therefore, the two need to switch positions, and since Angrak is Archmagos once recognized by the Adeptus Mechanicus, there are some things that only he can do more easily.

And so, 13 days later, the nobles who had been arrested were finally released.

The first thing they did after they came out was to find Han Mingxuan's residence.

Fortunately, during the ten-odd days they were imprisoned, they crammed on the laws of Nostramo.

Therefore, their gathering this time was legally and legitimately approved, and they shouldn't be arrested again.

"Father of Night, we beseech your Mercy and Forgiveness."

"May you bring a merciful judgment upon our souls, which are filled with sin and folly."

Hearing the incessant chatter outside the door, Han Mingxuan did not respond immediately.

He needs to leave those guys hanging for a while.

And so, another half month passed.

Just when those nobles were about to lose all hope, the door to Han Mingxuan's house finally opened.

The first person they saw was a very beautiful woman.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall figure.

"Gentlemen, the Father of Night has something to say to you."

Upon hearing Urtana's words, the nobles who had come to this place instantly became excited.

Finally, after waiting for so long, there's finally news. If things don't hurry, the entire noble circle of Terra will probably be wiped out.

Indeed, this was the case, with the cooperation of the Eighth and 19th XIX Legion.

Currently, only 5% of the older generation of nobles remain in the entire Terra noble circle.

Urtana then stepped aside, and Han Mingxuan stepped out.

"Praise be to you! Great Father of Night!"

"Praise..."

Han Mingxuan raised his hand, and the almost fanatical praise vanished instantly.

"I know why you have come here, but you also know why I have returned."

"Great Father of Night, we know our sins are grave and unforgivable. If you can return to Terra and bring redemption and mercy to our family, we are willing to offer our lives."

"You 130 men cannot die in Nostramo, and I will not judge you."

"Father of Night! We... we are ashamed!"

What is there to be ashamed of?

Han Mingxuan watched the nobles with great interest, and Urtana brought him a reclining chair at the opportune moment.

Han Mingxuan sat leisurely in front of them, looking at them and waiting for their answer.

"Before coming here, we foolishly thought you were just a minor nobleman, but after arriving here, we realized that what you have done is far greater than we imagined."

Looking at the expressions of those nobles, Han Mingxuan felt a little strange.

Could it be that Nostramo is currently undergoing some kind of mass purification?

"You need to return to Terra to stand trial."

"No! Father of Night! Please allow us this presumptuous request! We are willing to be buried here, offering the glory and loyalty of our families for generations, hoping to exchange it for a place to stand."

Tsk.

[Leave them.]

???

Are you... sure?

[Yes, child, Xiao Huang's plan has begun, and you're deeply involved.]

[I don't believe you're incapable of handling the Huangpizi, especially considering your less-than-friendly attitude towards him before.]

[My child is loved by both of us, like the palm and the back of my hand.]

What did you see?

I saw his determination.

Tsk...

Why am I suddenly feeling a bit annoyed?

[You get jealous now? I thought you didn't care.]

I should at least call you Mother Earth.

[You, you, you are all my children, aren't you?]

Well.

Well, what can you expect when the old man himself spoke up?

"As instructed by my elders, in the name of her mercy, you will not die in Nostramo."

"Out of her mercy and her magnanimity, I pardon you and your families."

Pardon... pardon?

Praise be to the Father of Night!

"Don't praise me, praise her instead."

"She is?"

"My mother, you may call her God."

Praise be to the Mother Goddess for her Mercy and Forgiveness!

"Alright." Han Mingxuan waved his hand, signaling the people to get up, pack their things, and prepare to go back.

"Urtana."

"I'm here, sir."

"Don't let anyone know what happened today."

"I understand, Father of Night."

In fact, from the moment Han Mingxuan began talking to these people, Urtana sealed off the space-time here.

Meanwhile, Han Mingxuan returned to his study.

How are you feeling?

"It's been a long time since I've felt such pure faith. When did you realize that, Xiao Han?"

"That time with Xiao Mo."

Han Mingxuan could understand the change in Angron after his return from Nuceria.

After all, Angron himself was someone he had genuinely snatched back from Khorne.

But Mortarion is different.

His Planet had a belief system based on the Grandfather Nurgle from very early times.

His adoptive father was a staunch believer in the principle of "the Grandfather Nurgle."

It's impossible for my appearance to cause such a significant change in Mortarion.

Or rather, the influence of Will of Earth on the entire Planet had already begun before Mortarion.

The most obvious example is Lorgar.

According to Han Mingxuan's speculation, no matter how much Lorgar awakens, he will at most become someone like the Eternal Ecclesiarch.

But who knew that Lorgar would be so promising, going straight to becoming Golden Word Bearer, which is very unusual.

After much thought, the only explanation is that the Will of Earth is secretly helping me.

This includes the fact that New Nostramo can be recreated to be 99% the size of Earth.

And the knowledge that automatically pops into my head when I'm describing Planet template.

They all bear the shadow of Will of Earth.