Father and Son (2)

Horus looked at the wine glass, the water inside tinged with a faint blood color.

"What's this?"

Horus's problem is also the problem of the other two.

"This is an Old Terra ritual, a testament to brotherhood, a blood oath of brotherhood."

"A blood oath?"

"Yes, we are brothers, blood is thicker than water. Today we swear an oath of brotherhood, drink this cup of wine, and we are intertwined. Your blood is my blood, my life is your life."

Horus looked at the water and felt much more at ease.

Curze is right, he has brothers besides his father.

Brothers whose blood is thicker than water.

Looking at the glass of water in front of him, Horus drank it down without hesitation.

After finishing his drink, his eyes relaxed considerably, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It's a pity I drank all the wine myself."

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright. As long as you can get over this, I can handle anything, not just one jar of wine, but three jars!"

"Does your Uncle allow you to drink this much?"

"Sanguinius, look at him, Roboute's just trying to sabotage me."

"Ha ha!"

When it was time to leave work, Curze led them away, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Mingxuan coming out of the stairwell.

"Dad?"

"Yes, it's so late, so I came to check if you guys were alright."

"What could possibly happen? Just consider that little bit of alcohol as rinsing your mouth."

Actually, Han Mingxuan had been there for a while, and Curze could sense it.

Even others could sense it, but they didn't say anything.

Just let things unfold as they are.

Curze guessed that his Dad was watching what he would do.

Now, Han Mingxuan felt that there was absolutely nothing to worry about with Curze.

He taught Curze well, Curze was able to guide his brother.

For Han Mingxuan, this is the real graduation for Curze; he's applying what he's learned, which is excellent.

"By the way, Horus, if you have time, you could go to the construction site and give Lorgar some advice."

"I will, Uncle."

[Dad's really mean.]

[Don't tell me you didn't intend for Horus to meet Lorgar.]

[I don't.]

[Really not, my young brother?]

[Without a laurel wreath, it's meaningless.]

At this moment, on the construction site of the City of Truth, Lorgar was sorting through the books transported from various places, all of which were related works on the Imperial Truth.

At this moment, he was simply wearing a linen robe, his black hair casually draped behind his head.

As he continued arranging the books, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Swish!

A faint golden light emerged, but in the next moment, the soft golden light began to fluctuate and gradually transformed into flames.

Even Lorgar's eyes were burning with endless Golden Flames.

The flames came and went quickly, because Lorgar didn't notice anything amiss.

"Strange, am I mistaken?"

After confirming several times that there was no Warp contamination, Lorgar continued her work.

The basic framework of the City of Truth is now complete, and with the help of our superhuman brothers, everything is progressing incredibly fast.

Less than a month has passed since the Emperor left, and now all that remains is the procurement and use of the relevant equipment.

Regarding this, the Adeptus Mechanicus has already sent a fleet, and the Word Bearers is also arriving in batches.

Even Magnus's Thousand Sons were led by Ahriman himself.

His brother Magnus returned to his Homeworld Prospero and seems to have disappeared since.

He's no longer even participating in the Great Crusade; perhaps he'll have to go and see it after the City of Truth is built.

At the same time, at Han Mingxuan's home.

"Curze, take a look at this." Han Mingxuan placed a document in front of Curze.

"This is... a permit from the Adeptus Mechanicus? The Imperium Chancellor is coming with the Huangpizi?"

"Yes, I just received the news recently. For now, there's no need for the Emperor and Malcador to worry."

"The key issue we need to address is the membership of the Adeptus Mechanicus."

Adeptus Mechanicus.

A group of people who monopolized the Imperium's technological knowledge, and who themselves were ignorant and superstitious.

My mind is filled with circuit boards and metal pipes.

"What are the opinions of the Archmagos Angrak and Herbert?"

They've arrived.

Just as Han Mingxuan finished speaking, two people dressed in azure robes walked in.

"Father of Night, Primarch."

"Don't be so formal, let's sit down and talk."

After the four of them sat down, Han Mingxuan asked someone to brew a pot of tea.

"The Adeptus Mechanicus will arrive in Nostramo in three days, so today's matter concerns only the two of you."

"Father of Night, our faction is deeply grateful for your understanding and acceptance, and we are willing to pledge our lives to you."

"We are not stubborn people. If it is for the sake of the Imperium and the Great Crusade, and for the better development of Nostramo, we can turn a deaf ear to the arrival of the Adeptus Mechanicus."

Han Mingxuan and Curze frowned upon hearing this.

"Tsk, you two old geezers don't consider me Han Mingxuan of your own, do you?"

Why does the Father of Night say such a thing?

"Do you guys think that for the sake of the Planet's development, I'll sacrifice you all, sell you out, or put you on hold, and bring in those Tech-priest?"

"Father of Night, it's an inevitable trend, a necessity driven by circumstances; we can understand."

"To know that there are others in this universe who share our ideals means that I am not alone, and that is enough."

Hehe.

Those two old guys.

"Don't worry, I called you two here today to put your minds at ease."

After Han Mingxuan finished speaking, Curze took out the Evernight Code that he always carried with him.

"Don't worry, gentlemen. Based on this, they are at most considered second-class citizens."

"The Evernight Code?"

"That's right, it's the Evernight Code. As for those guys, if they behave themselves and act as Wrenches after they arrive, there will be no trouble."

"If they like to maintain their habits and do some petty theft, well, then they'll have to sit at the same table as Ogryn."

According to the Evernight Code, the Nostramo people enjoy all rights, while other Abhumans are considered second-class citizens.

Therefore, according to Nostramo's legal system, those guys belong to the Abhumans, not humans.

"Don't be too nervous, you two. You are the pillars of Nostramo's new generation, and I won't discard you after you've served your purpose."

"Besides, do you even remember what I said to you when you first arrived?"

There are no Heretics here, only law and lawlessness.

"Father of Night, a man will die for one who understands him; that is why we cannot allow Nostramo to stagnate because of us."

Angrak and Herbert were deeply moved and grateful.

But they knew that if they didn't develop, Nostramo would eventually be eliminated.

"Hehehe, you mean in the technology field?"

"Yes, Father of Night, now that Nostramo has returned to the Imperium, the power of the Adeptus Mechanicus is indispensable in the Great Crusade."

"Hehe, haha, I just went for a stroll in the Food Street and came back to hear some jokes, that's great."

Even earlier than the silver-gray Staff appeared was Trazyn's voice.