Akurduana

In fact, as warriors of the Emperor's Children Legion who strive for perfection, they can be described as multi-talented.

From poetry, culture, and art to leading troops into battle and personal martial prowess, their skills and techniques were all the same.

Just like now.

"My lord, I dare to ask, please allow me to perform a sword dance for you."

It's Akurduana.

"This..."

Han Mingxuan held this soldier in high esteem, just as he held Loken in the same esteem.

It's inappropriate to have such a legendary figure as Astartes wield his sword for you.

"Uncle, please don't have too many concerns. As court swordsmen, ceremonial swordplay performances are common occurrences," Fulgrim said.

"Alright, since you 'Fulgrim put it that way, it would be disrespectful of you to refuse."

"However, I am somewhat apprehensive about your grand arrival. It would be impolite not to reciprocate. So, since we are going to have a sword dance, aren't we missing one person?"

"Don't worry, Uncle, I'll go with him."

Upon hearing Fulgrim's words, Han Mingxuan flipped his hands, and two huge sword boxes appeared on the table.

"Uncle, this is..."

"After the first phase of the Anti-Corruption ended, didn't I go back to Nostramo?"

"Of course I remember, Uncle. You weren't in Terra for those three years, and I..."

"Hey, I'm not bringing this up today to make you sad. What I mean is that during those three years, I forged quite a few weapons."

He had watched many sword-forging competitions, and he genuinely had money, free time, and plenty of leisure time during those three years.

How could I possibly have time to relax?

"These two swords are part of the artwork. Since you're going to perform a sword dance, use the swords I forged. Although they're not perfect in terms of craftsmanship, they're sufficient for the performance."

Fulgrim opened the sword box, and a flash of sword light suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a strand of Fulgrim's hair fell onto the blade.

Peerless divine weapon!

A flash of cold light, enough to sever a hair with a single blow.

This must be a unique divine weapon.

Picking up the sword from the Box, Fulgrim, by the light, could clearly see what was on the blade.

"Uncle, are there words on this sword?"

"Yes, I wrote it myself after I finished forging it and had nothing else to do. But don't worry, it's strong enough."

After forging the swords, Han Mingxuan inscribed an On the Equality of Things and a piece on the Free and Easy Wandering on the two swords respectively.

Han Mingxuan had his own reasons for writing these two articles.

The Free and Easy Wandering is about breaking free from attachments and achieving a state of mental clarity.

The On the Equality of Things of all things emphasizes letting go of gains and losses and finding peace of mind.

This is of paramount importance to the Third Legion.

"Uncle, these two swords were prepared for me from the beginning, weren't they?"

Looking at the inscription on the sword, Fulgrim understood its purpose.

He couldn't help but feel grateful that his Uncle had really gone to great lengths for him.

You're absolutely right.

Then Fulgrim looked at Akurduana with a strange expression.

Akurduana made the judgment instantly, relying on his intuition.

Danger.

It seems the Primarch is about to get serious.

"Ahem, Your Excellency, I will use my own treasured sword."

Han Mingxuan knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the situation.

What kind of mess is this?

"Alright, Fulgrim, look at how stingy you are. I still have the sword here."

As Han Mingxuan spoke, he took out another sword box, which contained two swords.

"These two swords are a pair, Akurduana."

"Yes, sir."

"The first two swords were for Fulgrim, and this pair is for you. Be sure to keep them safe."

Akurduana took the sword case and looked at the Box inside; one was purplish, and the other was bluish.

"Sir, do these two swords have names?"

"A Purple Lightning, a Blue Frost."

When Han Mingxuan named these two swords, he was also indulging in his chuunibyou phase, which was completely out of boredom and because he had read too many martial arts novels.

Looking at the Purple Lightning Blue Frost in his hand, Akurduana was extremely excited.

Weapons crafted by the Father of Night are extremely rare, with very few ever leaving the Imperium.

Aside from the Evernight Legion, very few people in the entire Imperium could obtain weapons personally crafted by this individual; in fact, it could be said that none at all.

Regardless of its actual combat function, what it symbolizes is something that no one can ignore.

"Thank you for the sword, sir!"

"Alright, Uncle, if I hadn't asked that question, wouldn't I have been missing a sword?"

"As the saying goes, 'a word spoken earns a third of the profit,' I thought the perfectionist Fulgrim wouldn't be willing to haggle with me."

"Uncle, please stop joking with me. That's all in the past."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'm not kidding anymore."

Then, the Primarch of the Third Legion and the Chief Swordsman of the Third Legion engaged in a spectacular sword duel.

In Astartes' eyes, their speed was actually very slow, because they needed to make sure Han Mingxuan could see them clearly.

If it were based on Astartes' attack speed, then Han Mingxuan would only see afterimages.

"Wonderful!"

By the end, Han Mingxuan couldn't help but applaud and cheer. As expected of the Third Legion, their individual skills were truly impeccable.

After the sword dance performance at the banquet, the two carefully put away their respective swords.

Even in the middle of the banquet, Akurduana left for a while, and when he reappeared...

A sword case appeared on each of his Power Armour's arms.

"No way, Akurduana, you're equipped already?"

"This is the trust and honor bestowed by the Father of Night."

"Yes, yes, hey, can I borrow those two swords of yours to take a look?"

"Stop your little schemes, Kaisoron."

"Tch, if they won't let us see it, they won't let us see it."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Han Mingxuan had already enjoyed the banquet to the fullest and was now resting.

"Silent King, do me a favor."

"Enough photos have been taken, sir."

"No, it's something else."

"It would be my pleasure to serve you, sir."

"About Akurduana."

"I could tell, sir, that you value the warrior who just received those two swords highly. Is there anything I can do for you?"

I want him to live.

"Of course, sir. From this moment on, that warrior Akurduana Akulduna will live until you need him to die."

Han Mingxuan did this to guard against Lucius.

Although the Primarch are getting better and better, no one knows where the Chaos Gods will start.

If Lucius had turned into that disgusting immortal being again, Han Mingxuan believed that Akurduana could absolutely beat him to a pulp.

As for whether doing so would trouble the Silent King?

Stop joking, okay?

For the Silent King, if Han Mingxuan were to declare his intention to gain a certain degree of influence among the Necrons, it would be a significant event.

Then, in the next second, Han Mingxuan will become the Silent King.