Based on the freshness of the ingredients provided in the Emperor's Dream Canteen, Hades judged that the voyage was most likely almost halfway through. The Emperor was sharpening his knife to attack the Thousand Sons. He was so angry that no one could stop an angry king now.
The Nikea Conference was hastily dispersed. After such an incident, the remaining people were obviously unable to sit down and have a cup of tea quietly, chat with each other, or get close to each other. Most people left the planet immediately, as if they were afraid of being contaminated by some ominous aura.
Hades wondered if the Emperor's actions would push his "good" sons further away from him, but the Emperor seemed to have never worried about this matter. It was Malcador who paid special attention to the status of those Primarchs.
Ever since Hades told Malcador what he knew, the Imperial Regent has been busy. Although he verbally said that what Hades said was useless, the old man was still very honest in his body.
He first sent people to keep a close eye on whether Fulgrim had obtained the sword, then issued several commendation notices to the Iron Warriors, and sent several prophecy psykers to help Curze (or supervise), and now Lorgar is accompanied by a team of imperial guards.
Hades applauded in his heart, what a dedicated Imperial Regent, Malcador is truly a hero.
In response, Malcador looked at him with a murderous look.
"If you want to make me feel better, just shut up, Hades."
The old man frowned, the mortal spies he had placed in the Third Legion were about to be discovered, and he had to withdraw them.
In response, Hades nodded frantically and zipped his mouth.
"So... Malcador, can I get a few books to kill time?"
"Yes!" Malcador yelled, "Take it and get the hell out of my library!"
God damn it, what kind of person can read while guarding a Primarch!
So Hades successfully got the book on the Emperor's Vision, and since that conversation, Magnus was obviously no longer so restrained, although his specific manifestations were irregular collapse, depression, talking to himself, and laughing.
Hades was really afraid that Magnus would go crazy with his own thoughts one day and decide to blow himself up.
So Hades now reads to Magnus every day to torture him - no, to help him distract himself.
"What would you like to hear today?"
Hades casually pulled out a few books from the bottom of the pile on the table. The books at the bottom had not been read yet. Because of his rough movement, the pile of books collapsed with a dull sound of collision.
Hades saw a slight twitch on Magnus's face from the corner of his eye. He looked like he was about to rush out and loudly denounce Hades' atrocities in the next second, but he didn't do that in the end.
Hades turned to the first page and began to read.
"MA/F 14689—M29.6 is the standard number for drawing sizes and formats, where 'MA/F' is the High Gothic acronym for 'Mars Standard/First Consideration,' '14689' is the standard sequence number, and 'M29.6' is the date the standard was promulgated—"
[… Do you only read maintenance manuals and recipes? ]
Magnus's weak voice sounded. This was the thirty-fifth day. At the beginning, Hades read aloud to himself, then Magnus asked Hades to stop, then Magnus became numb, and finally to now, Magnus had won some rights to exchange books for himself.
Thirty-five days passed in total.
Magnus just wanted to have a quiet place to think. He needed to accept this sad reality. He needed to realize where he had fallen.
But Hades wouldn't let him.
Every day, apart from eating, he was forced to listen to Hades reading. This caretaker didn't even sleep or rest. Several times when Magnus woke up from a desperate coma, he could still hear the sound of Hades reading the recipe.
Magnus realized with despair that he was gradually becoming desensitized to Hades' presence.
Hades, who was watching with great interest, raised his head and thought for a moment.
"Well, by the way, the standard adopted by most forge worlds now is the series of blueprints starting with U/FM, which translates to 'Ultimate Star Region/Fuck Your Mars' - so you want to listen to yesterday's Zhongchao Home Cooking 100 articles, Magnus?"
In fact, Hades also wanted to read it. He stretched out his hand and prepared to exchange the book.
[Why don't you seek other true wisdom? !]
[You are - you are the leader of the Order of Silence, Hades, shouldn't you read some books on mysticism or philosophy? ]
Stop torturing him with repair manuals and recipes!
Hardy paused, thought for a moment and then spoke.
"I haven't heard of it. The psykers I know are not familiar with me. How would I know what books there are to read?"
It was visible to the naked eye that Magnus, who had always been either listless or furious, suddenly became more energetic. He subconsciously reached out to adjust the dull and dusty ornaments on his arms and spoke seriously.
[If you have never touched this knowledge, then I suggest you start with the Three Hundred Questions of Ancient Terra, but only read the first 368 pages. The rest is complete nonsense. Then you can read The Wise Man's Ambition. Although this book has a strong alien atmosphere, this is not the reason for it to be covered in dust. Then you can choose your next study based on your own spiritual light. If your light is present—]
Magnus suddenly stopped, and he cried out as if he had suddenly woken up.
[You are a damn soulless person! You have no psychic light! ]
Hades pursed his cheeks. Magnus looked like an intellectual who was imprisoned but still talked eloquently. In fact, he was one.
"Yes,"
Hades naturally took over Magnus' words,
“So I never read those books, I only read the recipes and repair manuals.”
He watched Magnus grow pale again, listless.
[What...what do you want to do, Hades, stop reading that stuff!]
Hades put the book back.
"I'm just bored."
He said, watching Magnus's head glow with anger again.
[Bored? You've been reading aloud for thirty-five days, you just want to, you just want to—]
Magnus gritted his teeth and spoke.
[You just want to torture me for fun! ]
Hades held his chin, he released the black domain,
"If I really wanted to torture you, Magnus,"
Hades said,
"Then I think the pain you feel should not be limited to what you feel now."
He looked at Magnus and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything offensive enough.
[So what do you want to do? ! Hades! ]
"Relieve boredom."
Hades replied calmly,
"Or you can choose to tell something funny to relieve boredom."
Magnus cried out,
[This is a new type of forced confession! Hades—you did it on purpose!]
"When did I force you to speak?"
Hades said impatiently, reaching into the pile of books again to take a book.
"Then let's continue with the standard guidelines for drawing Mars."
[I say! I say! What do you want to hear, Hades!]
"Anything is fine."
Hades said silently.
Yes, code
(End of this chapter)