My Life as A Death Guard

Chapter 43: 41. If you can skip work, of course you should skip work

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Endurance.

Now.

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“This is a personal viewing room.”

Mortarion's voice echoed in the empty space.

A whole piece of reinforced glass was embedded in the dark grey wall, and starlight slowly filtered in from the other side of the universe.

Several dark green flags with the Death Guard logo dangled slowly from the wall, and two rows of black sofas were casually placed in the middle of the room.

Mortarion stood by the window, looking at the vast universe outside.

Hades looked over and saw countless stars, and the deep space seemed to swallow everything.

In the center of the viewing window, the planet shrouded in green mist is slowly rotating, embraced by the hazy moss green.

A huge star ring gleaming with mechanical luster was hovering above it, and spaceships flew out from the star ring from time to time.

Barbaros

The dim yellow light shone on Hades' face, and fine dust floated in the faint light.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Mortarion's hoarse voice rang out,

"But I didn't expect such a beautiful planet to be so ugly under the fog."

"Will the Empire help improve the poisonous environment in Barbarus?"

Hades pretended to be calm and said,

In the original plot, the Emperor used the transformation of Barbarus' environment as bait, hoping that Mortarion would join the Empire, which was naturally rejected by Mortarion.

Hades hoped that since Mortarion had already killed Nakre, he would not reject the Empire's proposal to transform the environment of Barbarus.

As the home planet of the Primarch, wouldn't it be good to reduce the tithe and make the construction more prosperous

“They did make that recommendation.”

"But I wonder if the Babarus people will become weak without the poisonous environment?"

Hades was speechless.

But in fact, it was not only Mortarion who had this idea, the Primarch of the Sixth Legion, Leman Russ, also thought so.

Leman Russ's home planet is a dead world covered in ice and snow - Fenris. When the Empire used Fenris as a new recruiting point for the 6th Legion, Leman Russ asked not to tell the Fenrisians about the existence of the Empire.

He believed that only those who had overcome the severe cold and ice alone could become soldiers of the Sixth Legion.

Hades could not directly deny this view, but in his simple values, since it could make the whole life better, there was no need to deliberately use difficulties to temper others.

After all, not everyone wants to become a war machine like a Space Marine. Some people may just want to live their life in peace.

Hades thought about it, and then he spoke.

"Tenacity is an innate quality of the Babarus people. It flows in the blood of every Babarus person and will not change due to changes in the environment."

"Moreover, I believe that an environment without poisonous gas will allow the new generation of Babarus to grow stronger."

Mortarion was silent.

He thought of the children who died young because their skin turned purple due to excessive inhalation of poison gas.

Are they weaklings? If they were given a chance to grow up, would they become good fighters

He hesitated.

"Perhaps I should accept the Empire's proposal."

Hades smiled.

"I think you won't regret this decision."

"The Barbaros will be grateful to you."

Mortarion shrugged.

“Hopefully they won’t become cowards because of this decision.”

At the same time, Mortarion reached out and touched the glass. Instantly, a picture appeared on the glass—

It was as if outside the glass, there was really a huge battleship floating slowly in the universe.

The huge and cold dark green color, the silver-white metallic luster flashed mercilessly, the smooth hull was like a dagger, and the slender spikes protruded from the bow, piercing straight into the void.

The ship has a streamlined dark grey metal frame and a huge imperial double-headed eagle emblem on its plow-shaped bow. The glittering golden double-headed eagle is somehow inconsistent with the style of this giant ship.

Next to the double-headed eagle emblem is an iron-gray skull emblem of the same size - the emblem of the Death Guard.

Next to her, those exquisite little warships pale in comparison and are just mediocre ants.

This giant ship is like a scythe in the hands of the god of death, silently crossing the universe.

Hades knew what it was, of course—the Death Guard's mothership, the Glorious Queen-class battleship, the Endurance!

This is so beautiful.

Unlike the cathedral with thrusters that Hades imagined, the low-key and cold Endurance is exactly the space battleship that anyone dreams of.

Hades admitted that for a moment, he was indeed jealous.

Mortarion smiled.

"This is the Endurance, the ship we are on now."

“So beautiful”

"I decorated her. This girl has never been so beautiful before."

Indeed, the grey-green primary colour scheme was the work of Mortarion, as before this the Dusk Raiders used a crimson colour.

"Too many decorations will always cover up her own beauty."

"In the future, I intend to engrave on her bow all the battles fought by the Death Guard."

Mortarion smiled with a rare hint of pride.

You're just here to show off!

Hades felt his teeth itching.

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Afterwards, Mortarion told Hades to start training with the company tomorrow. These few Terra standard months were just small-scale training.

Hades will recently follow the company to familiarize himself with how a Space Marine fights.

Even though Mortarion was eager to place Barbarusians in management positions in the company as soon as possible, the Barbarus warriors, who had just undergone transformation surgery and whose average training time did not exceed six standard Terran months, were still unable to take on any duties.

They haven't even reached the standard of being a qualified Space Marine yet.

If Mortarion wishes to arrange for a Barbarus descendant to a management position, he will need experienced veterans above him, and only after the new generation of Barbarus have made military achievements can he start working on this matter.

Therefore, at present, all affairs of the Legion are still handled by Terran veterans.

Mortarion could not provide help to Hades openly. After all, as the Primarch, he also needed to establish his prestige in the army. It was obviously a rash move to promote "new recruits" in the eyes of the Terrans right after taking office.

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Following Mortarion, Hades basically visited all the places he might often visit after boarding the Endurance, and also took a look at some places with beautiful scenery, or high technology that made people dazzled and worth viewing.

They began to return, and Mortarion and Hades took the elevator inside the Endurance and slowly climbed towards the Space Marine rest area.

Looking at the densely packed floor numbers on the elevator, Hades suddenly remembered something during the long wait for the elevator.

Wait, Mortarion came to him alone

The Death Guard also has a very distinctive branch of the army, which is the Primarch Mortarion's Primarch Guard - the Death Shrouds.

These warriors, wearing heavy Terminator power armor, would silently follow the Primarch Mortarion forty-nine steps to protect his safety.

Soldiers who become death shrouds will be marked as "killed in action" in their own company.

Maybe because it is still in the adjustment period, Mortarion has not yet built the death shroud, Hades thought.

But this isn't right

During the Liu Laolao-like tour of the Grand View Garden just now, Hades did not see any other Death Guards except some mortal crew members and servants.

Hades looked at Mortarion cautiously.

"Mortarion, you are now the leader of the Death Guard, right?"

"Um."

Mortarion snorted in amusement.

".Aren't you very busy now?"

As if realizing what Hades was hinting at, Mortarion spoke in his usual calm voice.

"It's time to rest now."

Hades silently glanced at the elevator wall where time was floating.

[Standard Terra Time 21:36]

Considering that all Space Marines are strong men who only sleep four hours a day, this point in time is far from being time for rest.

Hades looked back at Mortarion.

Mortarion was silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Finally, Mortarion couldn't take it anymore.

"I asked Captain Barasin of the First Company to temporarily oversee the training of the Legion."

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So, brother, you skipped work and ran out? !

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Also, my friends on QQ Reading, I may not be able to see your comments here, I am very sorry.

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Happy reading (òó)

(End of this chapter)