Boots is hard to judge.
What shocked him even more was the fact that he had met the father of genes.
What shocked him even more was that the Father of Genes disguised himself as a greenskin and planted a green mushroom empire.
Or perhaps it was more shocking to him to learn that his mission to meet the Gene Father was to monitor whether he was out of control.
But the fact is - this absurd fact overwhelmed all the shock and gave him a big look.
The only good news is that Pluto itself seems to be, maybe, probably, not out of control.
But with Pluto's look on his face, Boots thought their Gene-Father needed to fill out a psychological report within the Chapter.
Hard to say, let’s wait and see.
Perhaps even more shocking than Pluto playing a green-skinned man is that he is accompanied by a red-skinned man.
This red-skinned guy is protected by the son of Pluto, who is both virtuous and academically excellent.
Boots didn't know whether the training plan for the Son of Hades had been changed after he fell asleep, or if it was for some other reason... This feeling was buried under many complicated thoughts, and was suppressed in a corner of his mind by the small thought of writing a report to the Grey Knights.
Were the other legions experiencing such a shocking scene when they saw their genetic father
Buzz couldn't help but ask himself this question, and then he came up with an answer that made him relieved.
No, they are the only ones.
Only he stood there awkwardly, ready to call on the fleet to launch the extermination order at any time. Behind him stood Pluto's little bastards, and in front of him stood old... Pluto, who was talking to Magnus, the rebel primarch of the Empire, and another little bastard.
What made Buzz despise himself was that he was taking advantage of the gaps between Pluto's communication with Magnus and Blake to look at Pluto unscrupulously -
He might have initially been assessing Pluto's danger level, but this assessment was gradually turning into a kind of appreciation...
The former imperial regent, the imperial hero who established the dual religions in the empire, finally saw the figure he had sworn to.
As long as he ignores the nonsense that Pluto is talking about, Buzz will find that the man is no different from what he imagined...
… He is very big, big and black, and can use some unknown abilities. No, it seems that Pluto can use at least two or more unknown abilities.
Every gesture shows strength.
In a trance, Buzz thought that he must have felt some emotion somewhere in his heart. He had faced the rebellious primarchs before, and that terrifying power had left a deep impression on him. That was the end that he, and ordinary people, could never reach in their lifetime.
This kind of powerful individual strength... In the years that Buzz had spent before, he had only seen the rebels possess it, and the stars of the empire had fallen long before that.
But now, he's back...
…
"I'm glad you're okay, Blake,"
Hades slowly stood up and gently patted Blake's shoulder armor. Although the sons of Hades and the sages were standing at a loss not far away from them (Hades asked them to stand up),
But Hades chose to confirm the status of Blake and Magnus first.
Hades thought that he might have been a little impatient with Black and Magnus during his time as leader of the Greenskins - he needed to confirm whether the two people around him were affected by this.
To Hades' relief, Blake's mental state was very stable and was even getting better. After Hades confirmed again and again that he would not bite him, the terrified Magnus fell silent.
The Primarch Magnus was already weakened by the previous battle with the Tyranid fleet, the wrestling with Black, and the tricks of the C'tan Deceiver.
[Swear to me, Pluto,]
Magnus said in a low voice,
[Hades and the sons of Hades will respect the great wise man Magnus.]
Hades was stunned. He glanced at Buzz and the Sons of Hades behind this man who looked like the Chapter Leader of the Sons of Hades.
"I can promise that I will respect you,"
Hades' voice sounded dully from behind the mask.
"As long as you are normal and don't betray me, Magnus, I will do my best to ensure your safety and comfort - but Son of Hades?"
Hades turned sideways, "You'll have to ask them."
The two giants' eyes fell on Boots at the same time, which made Boots feel like an innocent character watching a movie in the audience, who was suddenly focused on by the spotlight.
Boots unnoticeably sent a radio signal to cancel the extermination order.
He felt Hades' expression change, and before Boots could speak, the Hades spoke first, and slowly walked in front of him and squatted down.
"I'm sorry that I didn't report the battle situation immediately, which may have led to your misjudgment of command."
Hades said, his eyes gleaming at Boots.
"But fortunately the battle is over. Now let me introduce myself. I am from Barbarus, Hades."
Buzz heard the Babarus bastards cheering quietly behind him.
"Of course, maybe also known as... Pluto?"
Butz has already decided on the next strategy.
He took off his helmet and gave a standard smile.
"Buz Bella, of Macragge."
He saw Hades' eyes widen in surprise, but Buzz kept speaking at the standard speed in Barbarus.
"My father, for your understanding, please forgive my arrogance - my position and honor are the commander of the Emergency Sons of Hades, the hero of the Empire, the former regent of the Empire, the glorious archbishop of Hades, and the author of the legislation that made Hades one of the state religions."
Buzz slowed down his speech, he emphasized his voice, and made his tone more proud.
"The record holder of 77 victories in the Son of Hades and Death Guard Friendly League, first in the Macragge group of baking skill training... Macragge Honor Exhibit... After taking over the position of Imperial Regent, I am generally affectionately called the Empire's running dog and old bastard by the brothers of the regiment. In this regard, I also affectionately call them little bastards - but please allow me to be passionate, my father, you may call me 2B."
After he finished his lengthy title and self-introduction, Pluto's eyes almost widened, and Boots confirmed that it was not a look of disappointment.
“I was pleasantly surprised…”
Hades whispered, then turned sideways to look at Blake behind him.
“But we already have a 2B (Blake Butcher) here?”
At the moment when Hades turned around, Buzz and Black's eyes met. Buzz saw clearly that rebellious little bastard who was hiding a psychic - Black's eyes clearly said,
Slippery old bastard.
And Buzz thought his expression made it clear, his smile expressed it just right,
Mouthless little bastard.
"Then call me Buzz, Father."
Buzz replied fluently,
"As long as you can call me that, I feel honored."
Hades may not have heard such emotionally intelligent words for a long time. He turned around and hoped to chat for a while longer.
[I think you need to put off the scenes of reminiscing and recognizing relatives for now,]
Magnus' shadow flickered beside Black, and Buzz looked at the Primarch "friendly".
He had joined forces with the Grey Knights to exile the Fallen Magnus.
Perhaps it was because Buzz's eyes were too sharp, Magnus paused for a moment, then the Primarch raised his voice and spoke in a high-pitched voice,
[Son of Pluto - Even though I know that you once disrespected knowledge, persecuted psychics, and lived in ignorance and darkness, I have decided to forgive your mistakes and give you a chance to be baptized by knowledge again.]
Even though Hades' lower face was covered with a cold mask, Buzz confirmed through the subtle movements of Hades' eyes that the corners of his mouth should be twitching.
This kind of situation... Buzz is already familiar with it. He answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner,
"Dear guest, thank you for your kindness. You may have a special status, but as long as you abide by the rules of Pluto's Son, you can spend a pleasant time in Pluto's Son."
Before Magnus could speak, or rather before he could even start, Buzz continued,
"But I hope you can give us some space, my lord. For the offspring, meeting the father of genes is solemn."
Magnus was stuck, his shadow flickered, and finally, with a snap, it disappeared.
"He really took back his psychic detection?"
Hades suddenly spoke, and the Pluto laughed and patted Boots's shoulder armor.
"here you go."
Then Hades lowered his voice and said quickly in a conspiratorial tone,
"What does the Empire think of Magnus?"
Buzz lowered his voice and spoke faster.
"The Son of Hades will not allow Magnus to be seen by the Imperium until the time is right."
Hades smiled and patted Buzz's shoulder armor again, then looked at Buzz curiously again.
“… You are indeed a warrior with my blood flowing through your veins.”
This strange sense of familiarity was not obvious during the years that Hades and Blake had been together, but looking at Buzz, the similar face, and the feeling of being in tune with each other, Hades couldn't help but sigh in his heart that ten thousand years ago, no one understood his dry humor, but ten thousand years later, the sons of Pluto appeared.
After the brief conversation with Boots, Hades was convinced that this warrior was a shrewd, political creature - and the son of Pluto.
Since his thoughts are on the same wavelength as his, Hades thought, then he should cut down on the small talk. The most urgent thing now is not to meet him.
"What is the current situation of the battle in the Octareus star field?"
Hades changed the subject. Before he lost control, the greenskins and the Tyranids should have been almost completely wiped out.
"The alien greenskin forces are exchanging fire with the Imperial Army. Commissar Yarrick and Sage Jin are fighting them. The chance of victory is 90% - the remaining alien forces in the Octareus star field have also been greatly reduced to a controllable range."
Buzz took a deep breath.
"… Thank you for your service, Hades."
He still couldn't tell the reality of Pluto playing the role of a greenskin to fight against the bugs.
"It should be,"
Hades said, looking into the distance,
"There's nothing else to do anyway... and it's a good thing I descended among the alien races first."
Pluto lowered his dim eyes and looked at Buzz.
"It looks like you know something?"
"The respected Lord Karas told me,"
Buzz calmly found someone to blame.
"My father, it has been ten thousand years since you left the Death Guard. Your former comrades have pondered the possibility of your return."
“…They thought of this scene?”
"This scene is not uncommon."
"… "
"Is Mortarion alright?"
"Honestly, my father, I do not know. The last message from the Death Guard was, do not think, do not worry, do not care - I think these are the words they left for you as well."
Buzz told the truth, "But it looks like Karas-senpai is not doing well."
Hades coughed violently twice. Could these almost inhuman gods also be choked? Buzz was skeptical.
"Ah... hahaha... hahahaha... him, I'll go see him later."
Then Hades sighed.
"It's been ten thousand years. It's time to go see Karas."
"Senior Karas has rushed into the Warp to look for Master Mortarion, father. After this, you should be able to see them both at the same time."
Hades was silent for a moment, looking a little depressed.
But soon Pluto cheered up again.
Hades raised his hand and knocked on the half metal mask on his face.
The smooth silver-white metal was half cold, and the metal chain exposed at the mouth was like roughly sewn surgical thread.
This seemed like some kind of self-warning, or some kind of promise, but Buz thought, after watching the previous few scenes, that this also contained Pluto's helpless remedy after failing to manage his expression.
It would be best to add a silencer on top of this.
"As you can imagine, Karas's reminder was correct,"
Hardy paused.
"I'm definitely not normal."
"You planted the greenskins yourself and promised them a big WAAAGH?"
Buzz asked calmly, finally unable to hold back.
"What?! Isn't this a brilliant move?!"
Hades asked in surprise. Buzz looked at the open-minded people of the Great Crusade and realized that he was still too conservative.
"There are some... logical, legal and moral incompliance here,"
Buzz said, "But it's harmless, we can make it legal, my father, you continue."
Hades suddenly smiled, and patted Boots again.
"Yes—you were once the Regent of the Empire. I suppose you are quite skilled in handling government affairs and official documents?"
Bad feeling.
Buzz thought, and a sense of urgency and crisis quickly lit up. He was keenly aware of something.
If he answered carelessly, he would fall into the hell of documents.
"It used to be,"
Buzz said calmly, while maintaining a certain sadness,
"After the battle with the rebellious primarch, his brain was damaged. The pharmacist suggested that he spend more time on the battlefield and review less official documents."
Hades was looking at Buzz with a fake smile, his hand on Buzz's shoulder armor remained motionless.
Buzz also continued to maintain his polite smile, the curve of his mouth did not change at all.
"I can introduce you to someone from the new generation who is willing to handle government affairs. Pluto, I guarantee you will be satisfied."
“Hahaha, okay!”
Hades decisively let go of the topic, and they tacitly skipped it.
"actually… "
Hades said, "My own condition is not stable - you need to remember this, Buzz Bella, always remember this, I will remember it too, the rest we will go back and talk about, retreat first..."
It's not convenient to say those words here.
Hades was silent for a moment, sighing inwardly.
He should get more sun.
Hades stood up and glanced at the sons of Hades. He gave them an apologetic and encouraging look.
After confirming that there was no emergency, the bastards started to act recklessly, shouting in Babarus
"Pluto! Pluto! Our Pluto!"
Buzz stood behind Pluto, looking at them with eyes that told them that they would definitely not have an easy time next.
But the Mingzi resolutely ignored it, and after applying to disband on the spot (which Buzz did not approve), the warriors gathered in twos and threes, followed by cheers and whistles.
They cheered for Hades, some even tried to do somersaults and fired guns into the air, and people crowded around, trying to ask for Pluto's autograph.
At the same time, they tacitly fended off the sages who had gathered silently.
Hades rejected them temporarily. There was enough time to get to know each other. Blake was still lying there half dead, and he felt it necessary to get the injured to medical treatment first.
Although at this moment, surrounded by a bunch of little guys with similar expressions and appearances, Hades felt that - ah, it turned out that he really had a feeling of his own battle group.
"Go back first, Blake needs treatment."
Hades said, and the Hades who were surrounding him and cheering fell silent for a moment, but then returned to their previous atmosphere.
"And—" Hades squeezed through the Hades, "Long time no see, friends of Phaos, you are..."
Hades stared at the natural man in the front, holding the Burner fragments with trembling hands. He had black hair and brown eyes, and was extremely thin.
"Are you Kirkland?"
Hades asked uncertainly, and then he saw Kirkland fall down, with the sages smoking in the background.
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[Small Theater]
In the garden.
The Pale Lord swung his scythe, and the fat Great Unclean One exploded in front of him. Beside him, Karas Typhon was panting and chasing Mortarion. The speed of his scythe obviously paused for a moment.
The Primarch's hazy pupils turned.
[…Are you okay, Karas? ]
"It's okay..." Typhon gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, an idiot just cursed me."
Mortarion looked away thoughtfully.
(End of this chapter)