Vox woke up in a state of near-death swoon.
He felt bitter in his mouth, and there was no part of his body that didn't hurt. His ribs were probably all broken - no, after a quick feel, Vox felt that he most likely had comminuted fractures all over his body.
He heard the wolf groaning loudly. Bjorn's condition was probably similar to Vox's. His whole body was tied up with straps and he couldn't move.
"All-Father! All-Father! Damn Oilers and Death Guard!"
Jin, who was guarding the Space Wolf's bed, slapped the wolf's bandaged calf hard. After a deafening scream, Bjorn was left with only a weak groan.
Vox realized with horror that he seemed to have heard bones breaking.
"Behave yourself, little dog."
Jin's cheerful electronic voice sounded, and the Great Sage's appendage tapped Bjorn's broken leg again in a friendly way.
"Given that the only ones who can move in this room right now are the two oil guys."
Kirkland is here too? Vox struggled to open his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly. In his hazy vision, he saw a Jin who was slowly devouring something.
It's okay.
Vox lay back down again, and decided to play dead. As long as he didn't move, he wouldn't have any more bad luck.
Stay away from the oil lunatics, that was the only thing Walkers realized.
Although he wanted to know what happened after that, the last moment of Vorx's consciousness was Mortarion's back - and before that was Hades' figure, but since Hades was here, things must be getting better.
Although Vox felt heavily that it would be Garo's turn to do such things in the future, he would no longer be complacent because the Primarch had given him a special mission. He could not bear it.
Let Gala come.
"Damn Death Guard!"
Vox struggled violently, and his bed shook.
"I'm awake, you bastard!"
"You stinking guys! You screwed up everything!"
Messed up?!
Vox was not sure, but since Kim was still alive and kicking, it proved that they had done nothing wrong, Vox shouted,
"What else?! Do you think those guys will really take a serious look at the pitiful little evidence you brought? They will just cover it up! It's always like this! Only dogs want to follow the rules of their masters!"
Bjorn let out a huge roar, and for a moment Vorx thought he would come over with a broken leg to fight him, but it didn't matter, Vorx believed he could win, and he could even join forces with King and Kirkland to fight the wolves -
"Jin! Help him! Next time Hades-senpai comes over I'll tell him you're a nice person!"
Jin smashed his secondary limb at the wolf's other leg without hesitation. There was another crisp cracking sound, and Vox was satisfied.
"Thank you for your kind words, Captain Vox."
Jin said happily.
The room was now filled with the howling and growling of wolves, but as if realizing that he was outnumbered, Bjorn resorted to swearing in his muffled Fenrisian tongue, which now sounded more like the barking of a dog.
Then Vox heard another strange voice -
“…Where is this?”
Why is that Guard Amon here too?! Vox recalled the time when he held the Guard and prevented him from getting up.
Vox heard the guard who was even more unfortunate than him seemed to be trying to stand up, but he obviously couldn't do it. The guard struggled in pain. Vox saw King carrying the struggling Kirkland to another bed.
"Hello, Guard Amon, you are injured now. Regent Malcador has asked you to stay here with us to recover. Don't worry, Lord Malcador will be here soon."
The information contained in Jin's words made the wolf stop roaring completely. It was indeed a dog, Walkers commented in his heart, but he also quietly changed his lying posture to make himself look more dignified.
…though it’s like the corpse is trying to make itself look better.
Just as Vox had just turned into a nice-looking corpse again, he heard the voice of Sage Kirkland regaining his freedom, followed by the sound of a door opening and several heavy footsteps.
Is it the original body? !
[… well done.]
Mortarion shook Vorcus's hand, then carefully put it down. He looked sideways and saw Leman Russ growling and patting Bjorn's bed.
[My good wolf cub!]
Malcador squeezed through the two huge Primarchs. The old man had a stern face as always. He walked to the bedside of the Admiral and checked his condition. The golden light of psychic energy lit up.
Jin naturally followed Malcador's side, while Kirkran ran to Mortarion's side.
"… My Lord, what happened in the end?"
Vorx asked Mortarion hoarsely, and he heard Mortarion's calm reply.
[The Thousand Sons have been cancelled. Next we have to go to Prospero to capture the remaining Thousand Sons. ]
An entire regiment was cancelled?!
Vorcus shuddered violently, and Mortarion's voice rang out immediately.
[You did a good job, Vox. Don't think too much. Our brother legion had it all their own fault. Being taken over by the Empire is a relief for them.]
The Wolf King also laughed, as if to confirm Mortarion's words.
Malcador, who had been facing away from the others with a stern face, also spoke.
“That’s a good thing.”
"but,"
"Motarion, explain yourself,"
Malcador said calmly,
"You seem to have developed a special medicine for the Imperial Guards, is that right?"
Vorcus heard the wolf king's heavy breathing fade away, but Mortarion's mask still emitted a calm howl.
[I don't think that Imperial Truth prohibits this behavior.]
Mortarion said confidently,
Malcador's staff made a scratching sound on the ground, and the old man seemed to want to swing his staff - but what was he going to do with the staff
Malcador took a deep breath, and the Adept Amon saw veins popping out of the old man's hand holding the scepter.
“…Okay, okay.”
The old man muttered to himself,
"I spoke to Hades this morning, and I spoke to you this afternoon—I should have just let the Lord do it."
Malcador gritted his teeth and said,
"Mortarion, the Empire allows your little tricks, but you must be aware that it cannot be targeted at the Emperor's guards. If the Lord does not understand you, you and your Death Guard will also receive—"
Mortarion spread his hands helplessly.
[Okay, no more.]
Mortarion looked at Malcador.
[But I still suggest writing this into the Imperial Truth... ]
The wolf king purred.
[Brother, why don't we discuss cooperation next? ]
Mortarion gave a forced smile and dropped the subject.
Thanks to the leader who was overwhelmed by the water! I will try my best to update more!
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