Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Just as the unprecedentedly large Avalon Expeditionary Force was assembled and about to set off, Lieutenant General Erwin, who was in charge of the Seventh Armored Corps of the [Queen's Legion], received a rather unique temporary mission.

In order to complete this order that came directly from the Spider Queen, he had to temporarily leave the Dawn Goddess under his feet and go to the left wing of the expedition fleet: there was also a large-scale fleet stationed there, as well as a ship in the entire Far Eastern Frontier, almost A flagship equally famous as the Glory Queen-class battleships of the Second Legion.

【Sword of Caliban】

This title is too representative: everyone knows who the owner of this battleship will be.

The small boat carrying Vice Admiral Erwin passed through the dark shadow of the battleship, like a ferret dodging from the snout of a giant beast. Through the special thickened glass, the mortal general could vaguely see it. Those giant ships that flashed past all shone with a cold or majestic light, like a group of knights who had just retired from the battlefield, exuding the blood of war, but they had to be saved because of a grand event. ceremony, and gathered together in the queen's vanity palace, still solemn, but somewhat inexplicably restrained.

And in the center of these invincible steel knights, the [Goddess of Dawn], which symbolizes the Spider Queen herself, is the sun that never sets in the prosperous palace, and is the tallest peak among thousands of mountains. It stands proudly, Overlooking the surrounding servants who, although towering, are still slightly inferior to it, their tenacity and unyielding will only make the Queen of Glory more dazzling.

And just like in a large enough mountain range, in addition to the highest peak, there will be several competing silver medalists, in the Avalon Expeditionary Force, in addition to the ship of the Primarch himself, there are several The second largest towering mountain: the [Sword of Caliban] is one of them. There are also many battleships gathered around it. It is docked far away to one side of the entire fleet, just like a prince guarding the border. .

And this vassal country was Erwin's destination this time. He knew that the person he was looking for was one of the few people who stood at the pinnacle of power in the entire Far East border, the leader of the 62nd Expeditionary Fleet: Lu Se, right there in it.

…

Meeting Luther was easier than he had imagined before. Facing someone with friendship like Erwin, Luther's attitude could be described as tactful: after confirming that the visitor was his friend, This seemingly rigid Caliban knight immediately used his small privilege, canceled all red tape, and directly welcomed Erwin into his command room.

"Let me guess, Erwin."

After putting down two drinks, the old knight showed a relaxed smile to his friend. He waved his hand, and the servants standing beside him silently withdrew.

"Are you here because of an order?"

Luther's accurate guess made Erwin's brows tremble unnaturally. His eyes looked at the old knight's strong figure and hard muscles, as well as the beard that was gradually becoming thick and black, and he remained polite. smiled and asked a rhetorical question.

"Can't it be because of friendship?"

Caliban was amused.

"Erwin, my friend, although we have not seen each other for a long time, this does not mean that I will forget your advantages. You are so serious and reliable. When such a war is approaching, any personal matters will be ignored. It is impossible to remove you from your post: except by an order."

"..."

Erwin did not answer. He lowered his head and took a sip of the drink. He confirmed the old knight's words with a gentle smile. At the same time, he also felt a touch deep in his heart: This is how he got along with Luther. This Cali Ban people always seem to be able to reach consensus, even impossible resonances with others. He seems to be born to be proficient in this.

At the same time, Luther was actually sizing up Erwin: Although they did not meet often, Caliban had regarded his friendship with Erwin as one of his biggest gains in the Far Eastern Frontier. Being willing to maintain this friendship is like polishing a sword that is extremely sharp but may never be used.

In Luther's eyes, Erwin is like a wonderful book, seemingly fragile, but containing endless depth: unlike what most people imagine, as the most dazzling new star in the Queen of Avalon's Legion, the Far East The model for all soldiers on the frontier, Lieutenant General Erwin is not a very strong man. On the contrary, he is thin, with a fair complexion and slender limbs. He looks like a teacher of literature rather than a general. A general who leads an army.

But such a seemingly "weak" figure has already squeezed into the top power class of the Far Eastern Frontier. The proposal to nominate him as an admiral was drawn up by the Primarch himself, and the commander-in-chief of the Queen's Legion has been pending. The position is even more recognized as waiting for Erwin to make contributions again.

In fact, before this, there were voices similar to "Let Luther command the Queen's Legion", but the Calibans knew that this was just nonsense: not to mention that his identity was fundamentally just a man. A guest general, just for the time he can stay on the Far Eastern frontier...

Maybe not much.

…

Ten years, ten years like a dream.

Long enough.

…

Although Luther had some illusions at the beginning, as the news came that the Lord of Avalon had mobilized all his power to prepare to respond to the call of the First Legion, and along with the Dark Angels around him who had been silent for ten years, Finally, there was some rare joy, and the amazing calmness returned to Luther's mind.

Caliban knew that he would face a question sooner or later: but he originally thought that the Queen of Avalon would summon him and listen to his answer in person. However, the real reality was that the Queen of Avalon came here specially to talk to him. He had friendship with the equally mortal, Erwin.

"Why did she ask you to come?"

Speaking of this, Luther couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He really felt some doubts: Originally, with the departure of the Avalon Expeditionary Force, envoys of the Dark Angel Legion like Luther were supposed to All we should do is set off with the army and return to the First Army Corps.

In the eyes of the Calibans, Morgan deliberately stopped his expedition and mobilized his fleet into the expeditionary force for this purpose: he had expected it, and even thought about it. Faced with Morgan's inquiry, what kind of answer did he need to make.

But now, the Lord of the Second Legion did not summon him personally, but sent Erwin, who was not even a formal envoy: Luther was a little unable to grasp the intention, and inadvertently, he even remembered Back when they were on Caliban, each knight order was still independent. At that time, the shadow of conspiracy and calculation also filled the dark side of the Hall of Glory.

…

Luther had some bad thoughts.

Fortunately, before these bad thoughts could ferment further, Erwin had already smiled and waved his hand, interrupting Luther's thinking. He put down his drink and looked directly into Caliban's somewhat blank eyes.

"Don't think so much, Luther."

"We all know: Whether it is because of your achievements in Avalon or your deep friendship with the primarch, she will listen to your answers and respect your opinions. In other words, if you If you really want to stay in the Far Eastern Frontier for the time being, Lord Morgan will also help you with this matter."

"The reason why she didn't formally summon you, but sent me here first, is because she respects your personal will and understands your difficulties: I am not her heir, nor her confidant, so my visit is not It will represent her authority and commitment, which means that even if you make a decision in front of me, but want to go back on it later, it is completely okay."

"After all, this is just a private conversation between friends, not the knight's answer to the master's question, right? You don't need to bear such a heavy responsibility, and you don't need to make a promise so quickly. The original body knows what's in your heart She still can't bear the entanglement."

"..."

On the face of the old knight Caliban, there was a trace of stagnation that was so obvious that Erwin could detect it, and what followed was that inexplicable, slight distortion, as if fragile pottery was being burned by the fire in his heart. When shaken under baking, the most obvious marks appeared involuntarily.

Luther pursed his mouth, and his two rows of teeth passed through the closed lips, biting them tightly, unwilling to reveal any sound in his throat, while his pupils drifted away unconsciously to avoid letting anyone see The flickering in it is uncertain.

"Pay my respects to her, my friend, that is all I can do."

"I will, Luther."

Erwin nodded. He waited patiently for the Caliban to recover, but had no intention of continuing the pleasantries: this was the case with this mortal general. He cared more about the responsibilities he shouldered than meaningless communication.

Fortunately, Luther quickly regained his composure. He retracted his gaze, looked at his friend, and did not run away. Erwin did not continue to make innuendo, he looked directly into Luther's eyes. , word for word.

"Then, please answer my question, Lord Luther."

"Sir Morgan wants to know: Are you willing to put down your career in Avalon and return to Caliban? No matter what decision you make, I will respect your will. If you want to stay, she will naturally We will fight for you, and if you want to leave, a statue of Luther will be erected on every world you take back."

"The decision is yours, Luther."

"Lord Morgan awaits your answer."

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"So, what was his reply?"

When the story told by the Spider Queen was suddenly interrupted, Virgo, who was listening and recording nearby, suddenly felt an empty feeling: it was like turning to the climax of a story, but when I found that I have reached the last chapter, and the update time was a full year ago.

[An unexpected and reasonable answer, an answer that an old knight, old father, or even an old man should express as a matter of course: From this point of view, although my surgery has restored Luther's body to youth , but his will has not changed. 】

Morgan slowly answered the Star Maid's question. As she spoke, she also recalled the words relayed by Erwin. These words made her mood become playful.

She remembers it vividly.

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"..."

"Please thank Lord Morgan for me, my friend. I am really grateful to her, or in other words, grateful to her. I know how precious everything she has given me, and I also believe that if I continue to fight for her, She will not live up to my devotion and loyalty: that is who she is, she is a born wise king.”

"Like an emperor."

"But... please tell her."

"..."

"..."

An unimaginably long sigh slowly emerged from Luther's throat. At that moment, he seemed to have sighed all the glory of the past ten years, and also sighed into all the beauty that was right in front of him. eager.

"Please tell her."

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"After all, I am a Caliban."

"After all, I watched him grow up."

"Avalon is very good. This beautiful land is just like Lord Morgan. It deserves any most sincere praise. However, if I really follow the answer from my heart."

"I want to go back to Caliban."

"after all……"

"I still can't worry about him."

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"They're coming."

Feeling the familiar fluctuations at the Mandeville Point in front of the ship, the Lord of the Dark Angels, who had been staring closely at the fortune teller, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

His blood relatives arrived in time, and her fleet spanned half the galaxy and came to him on the appointed day: this speed was even faster than the return speed of some Dark Angel fleets that had been scattered too far, making Ka The King of Liban felt a little touched in his heart.

The Lion had no more nonsense. He spent a minute supervising the daily operations of the fleet, and then dressed up, he was ready to take the equally excited Coswayne beside him and strode towards the apron.

Hundreds of the best Knight Commanders and Astartes warriors were already lined up there, demonstrating the terrifying majesty that could make a galaxy surrender without a fight, and the high respect with which the First Legion treated their guests: But even so, Jonson still felt that This was too hasty. He should have welcomed his blood relatives in his own Castle of Glory, not on the dilapidated deck of the Glory Queen-class battleship that had experienced ten years of fierce battles.

But he knows that the actual situation during the war cannot tolerate his willfulness, and Morgan is definitely not someone who cares about these scenes: Zhuangson is confident about his blood relatives, and he is confident that he can use the most optimistic attitude to estimate An unknown side of Morgan that can't go wrong.

Thinking of this, the leader of the first legion who had just finished dressing up couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. At this moment, he received a long-distance communication request: it was from the "Dawn Goddess".

Five seconds later, the familiar appearance of the Spider Queen appeared in front of Zhuang Sen. She was wearing a finely crafted silver armor, with a dark cloak and smooth armguards, and in the phantom behind her , you can still vaguely see the figures of several Dawnbreaker warriors.

[Long time no see, Zhuang Sen. 】

"……yes."

At that moment, the words of the two primarchs were only superficial, because when their sights were separated by a long distance and intersected in the void again, they had already understood through their own observations and each other's sights. Completed all the communication they needed.

And words are already a bit cumbersome.

But despite this, a smile from the heart still emerged on the Spider Queen's face: when Morgan really saw Zhuangson's figure, she even had an illusion, feeling that the gloomy figure , actually symbolizes some of the beauty and glory in her memories.

Is this an illusion?

In her heart, the Spider Queen muttered softly, but on the surface, her mood did brighten because of this, and she even decided to take the initiative to start the next topic.

[Just as we agreed: Jonson, my brother, I have come, I have come to answer your call, and I have brought with me all the strength I can be proud of. 】

The Spider Queen's cold words came from behind the psychic curtain, causing King Caliban to try his best to squeeze out a smile. The lion looked at his blood relatives up and down, and rarely could only see the lowest level in his pupils. Wary and hostile, he seemed to pause for a moment before thoughtfully responding to the Lord of Avalon's words.

"I never thought that you would break our agreement, Morgan. Among all brothers, you, like me, are the rare ones who can truly value loyalty and promises."

"You brought all your power: that's good. Although the Dark Angels Legion has not been used to working with others before, I thought that maybe we could rekindle the friendship between the two legions in Terra. Yours This expedition is the key to rekindling this friendship.”

[Watch and help? 】

"I will try to do that without violating my duties."

Morgan smiled, and she began to doubt the illusion in her heart: because the beauty she saw in Zhuang Sen became less and less like a false illusion, confused by memory.

She even took the initiative and mentioned something about responsibility.

[Then, tell me, Zhuang Sen, what tasks my legion will be responsible for, so that I can prepare in advance: I told you my military strength before departure, so you should have a general plan. 】

Jonson shrugged.

"I originally had a very complete military plan, Morgan, but your letter forced me to overthrow them and start from scratch with a new plan."

Having said this, the King of Caliban seemed to hesitate for a moment, and his hesitation made Coswayne and Morgan raise their eyebrows at the same time: they knew very well what this hesitation meant, which meant that Jonson an instinctive hindrance.

In other words, even Zhuang Sen felt that what he said next would be a little inappropriate.

But he said it anyway.

"After all, I originally thought you would bring a whole army. Although it is impossible to have the power of the Dark Angel, it is not too bad. But now it seems that you only brought a... powerful army, but As a cover, the wings must be enough."

【……】

"..."

【……】

"..."

"What's wrong?"

[No, it’s nothing. 】

Looking at the Spider Queen's stiff face at that moment, and then looking at Zhuang Sen's confusion, Coswayne, who originally wanted to remind King Caliban, could only remain silent and cover his face. , silent.

Morgan, on the other hand, just blinked and realized a truth.

…

Fine.

She was negligent, she was confused by a temporary hallucination.

This is Johnson.

This is her brother.

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Right taste.