Hades sat in the chair in silence, not saying a word.
He stared at Mortarion, who was clearly at a loss, and Calastiphon, who looked like he was begging for death.
He didn't say anything, his liver ached.
Hades never thought that he, a otaku, would be able to experience a melodramatic scene similar to that in a certain ninja movie while he was still alive.
Hades is not the kind of person who thinks in a thousand ways. When making decisions, he is more accustomed to analyzing the situation. But unfortunately, except for him, the other two parties are not like that.
Therefore, we cannot directly analyze the situation. Based on rational analysis, Karas' most suitable state is to be dead.
Hades sighed.
He still remembered the joke he had seen in his previous life: if things couldn't be solved by killing, everything would become much more complicated.
The Warhammer world was supposed to be all about fighting and killing. But when Hades first came here, he prayed every day that he would not die.
He wanted to take back what he said.
Hades sighed again. He was exhausted both physically and mentally after consuming the entire Barbarus psychic energy. He was immediately surrounded by the oil men of Graeae after getting off the shuttle. He finally escaped and was about to go to the cafeteria, but was called to the infirmary by Mortarion halfway.
To solve this mess left over from the past.
Thanks to the compressed nutrient solution from pharmacist Leo, this is the only thing that can make Hades feel a little comfort and warmth.
Give him a mess hall with a bed made, and there he will die.
Obviously, Mortarion and Karas were not going to speak. They were good at pretending to be dumb, and it was obvious that they wanted Hades to speak. Hades glanced at them, and after adjusting his mentality, he didn't want to waste any more time. He spoke.
"Let's not talk about anything else for now."
"Karas, what memories do you have of the original pharmacist Laton?"
To this day, the Death Guard has not found the defected pharmacist Rodan, where the initial corruption of the Death Guard began.
Hades read the information about the pharmacist again and again, but in the end he could only confirm that he was corrupted because of the pollution of the think tank library. After that, the pharmacist deliberately covered up his tracks, and all the files and records were of the most standard and perfect kind.
In the eyes of people who often review documents, fake ones can be seen at a glance.
Although Hades really hoped that Rodan would die directly on Barbarus, reason told him that this might not be realistic.
Hades doesn't want a "corrupted" Death Guard running around the galaxy.
Anyway, Karas is too weak to cause any waves now, so it is better to take advantage of the calm before the storm to dig up more information.
Hades thought to himself in despair.
This was a completely unexpected, yet reasonable answer. Calastiphon was stunned. He was ready to accept Hades' abuse and ridicule, but he paused for a moment.
Mortarion also looked back at Hades. The Primarch did not expect Hades to ask these questions at this time.
".Before the Battle of Galaspar, my own spiritual energy became unstable."
Karas recalled the chaotic psychic energy, the whispers in his ears, the boiling desire, his jealousy of Hades, his anger at Mortarion, the inferiority and self-abandonment in his heart, and the desire to climb to the top and become powerful.
Listening to Karas starting to reminisce, Hades rolled his eyes in his heart, but still continued to let Karas continue patiently.
Mortarion lowered his head. He was so immersed in the liberation of Galasper that he was completely unaware of the change in his friend.
"He said that all of this will go to destruction and decay, and only stagnation and reincarnation-like death await everyone."
"You shouldn't believe this. We've clearly moved past that time."
Mortarion whispered,
"That's you, not me."
Karas replied.
“You obviously can.”
It was obvious that the two people in front of Hades were once again caught up in a discussion about fate, just like when they first met.
Hades listened to Karas' words patiently.
But even after Karas finished speaking, Hades still hadn't gotten any information about pharmacist Rodan.
It seems that this pharmacist Laton treated Carastiphon as a pawn, otherwise at least some of his whereabouts would be exposed.
Hades thought silently, then coughed, interrupting the subtle atmosphere in the room. After they both tacitly ignored Hades, Mortarion had a good chat with Karas.
Hades observed that the two were now in a stage of blaming each other.
There's no way around it. The Untouchables do make others ignore them, especially now that Hades is driving his Black Domain.
"So now the Death Guard is still searching for Rodan."
Hades said,
"And you, who are closest to pharmacist Raton, have no news of him."
Karas nodded, and Mortarion turned around, as if he wanted to speak.
Hades could already guess what Mortarion was going to say - it was Rodan who dragged Calastyphon down.
Hades knew, he knew, but even if Calas was dragged into this, Calas Typhon could never return to normal legion life. He was a traitor, a traitor.
But Mortarion finally opened his mouth and said nothing.
"I know what you think of me. Hades."
Karastiphon said calmly that in the face of death, he no longer cared about anything, and he had already lost everything.
"An easily corrupted psychic, a jealous colleague, a schemer who plays tricks in secret?"
No, none of these, Hades stared at Karas and said the word to Karas at the same time,
"traitor."
But the difference is that Carastyphon was referring to his previous betrayal, while Hades saw the scene of the entire Death Guard's fall in the original book.
Does Hades dare to gamble? He doesn't dare to gamble! He has killed so many lives, and will take more blood in the foreseeable future. What's the harm in one more drop of blood
Perhaps a trace of pity and regret once passed through Hades' mind, but this did not prevent Hades from making the final decision to shoot.
Carastiphon smiled self-deprecatingly and provocatively, as expected.
He really shouldn't be believed. If Karas himself was in Hades' position, he would have probably opened fire.
Karas actually hoped to die. He knew that his current state and force field could no longer allow him to return to the battlefield he desired. Even with Mortarion's request to stay, Karas knew that this was just the last bit of hesitation and pity. After a long time, the Primarch would eventually get tired of his previous choice.
It would be better to have a quick death.
So Calastiphon was also deliberately provoking Hades with his expression.
Karas knew that Hades couldn't stand this seemingly open-minded expression, because Hades himself was far less open-minded than he imagined.
Hades was successfully aroused by Karas's attitude of smiling at him provocatively even when he was about to die.
Hades took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said calmly,
"What do you plan to do with the traitor, Lord Commander?"
Mortarion was silent.
Death, this familiar yet unfamiliar word slowly stuck on his throat and swirled on his tongue, but Mortarion could never utter the words.
Did he really want Karas to die, not in a glorious war, but in a ridiculous internal struggle, the death promised years ago as a joke, the first human friend he saw die with his own hands
But Kalas deserved to die. He was a traitor and committed an unforgivable sin. Mortarion sincerely hoped that he could prevent this tragedy, but it had already happened. No matter how much evidence there was, it could not cover up the fact that Kalas Typhon tried to attack him and Hades, and his once corrupted figure.
Mortarion's silence also made Hades, who had just been successfully provoked by Karas, regain some sanity. Hades stared at Karas Typhon silently. Perhaps he was just too extreme. What if killing Karas caused Mortarion's emotions to become unstable? What should he do then
He needed a position where Karas could be alive but also be declared dead.
"perhaps."
"Motarion, if you insist on having Kharas alive."
Hades stared at Karas, and Karas's green eyes also looked at him. In fact, compared to Mortarion, the two of them, who had both done political clerical work, were closer in thinking in some aspects.
Karas instantly understood what Hades wanted. He smiled bitterly for a moment. After all, he could not get a quick death. The mercy of the god of death was sometimes like a rusty and blunt sickle, which was far less tempting than the screams of the dead.
Forget it, maybe that's what I should do.
In just one second, the judge and the criminal, the supervisor and the one who wants to redeem himself,
They reached a consensus and looked at Mortarion at the same time.
"Send him/me to the Dreadnaught, Mortarion."
Mortarion's eyes widened in surprise.
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