"Fuck you, Grouse."
"You all should be put to the stake, you disgusting vampires."
Seeing the advertisement appearing on the holographic projection, Hawke could no longer bear it and uttered a vicious curse.
But no matter how he cursed, the holographic projector continued to play advertisements for Graus No. 1 Vitality Potion.
After a while, some TV series started playing to kill time.
Hawke lay on the bed, trying to calm himself and suppress his anger.
The power of the Graus family covers several galaxies. For people like Hawke, it is an unimaginable and terrifying existence.
There was nothing he could do except rage in impotence.
Being angry would only make his life harder.
Numbness is the best state.
If you are numb enough, you won't be too sad, and you can immerse yourself in the faith of the Emperor and survive this hopeless life.
He didn't know why he was angry.
It's like this for everyone: born, work, get married, raise children, and then die early.
The corpses are recycled by the Food Association and sent to processing plants to become energy bars that can fill people's stomachs.
For hundreds and thousands of years, people have lived like this, generation after generation.
Why is he angry
But Hawke just wanted to be angry. He felt that he had been deprived of countless precious things by this vampire-like family.
If he had children, they would share his fate.
If he doesn't have a child, he will be sentenced and become a vagrant.
Such a life is gloomy and hopeless, like a stagnant pool, with no chance of change.
Hawke turned over and thought of another thing, Madara was going to die.
The only thing he could do was to collect the bodies of his friends and hide in a dark room and curse a projector.
Hawke considers committing suicide himself.
What's the point of struggling in this world
"May the Holy Emperor burn you."
Hawke cursed under his breath.
After saying this, he looked bitter.
The priests would not burn the Graus family, they would only burn poor people like Hawke who had no money to give to the church.
... ... ... ... ... ... ... .
Outer orbit of the Natal system.
The divination probe serial number Natal-19-18 floated in the cold, silent void.
This is a surveillance satellite belonging to the Empire, constructed from machinery and human flesh.
The sole purpose of this scrying probe is to monitor activity in the subspace lanes near the Natal system.
This huge satellite has been hanging in the void for decades and has hosted countless starships.
With the opening of the Great Rift, the number of warp ships traveling in and out has decreased significantly.
After all, the existence of subspace storms makes subspace navigation an extremely dangerous thing.
The divination detector was also quiet for a long time.
Today is another quiet day.
Just as the Machine Soul was about to classify today as a day without major events, suddenly, an abnormal subspace fluctuation impacted the real universe from the Supreme Heaven and was captured by the divination detector.
A massive fleet is rapidly approaching the Natal system.
The data received was automatically reviewed by the probe's artificial cortex, and the divination scanner responded to the machine spirit's commands, sending pulses into the warp and receiving feedback.
After receiving the feedback, the Machine Soul quickly determined it to be an urgent and major incident.
The relevant information was quickly transmitted to the relevant departments of the Natal galaxy government through an array transmitter engraved with the Sky Eagle Array.
At this time, the clerks responsible for information collection were inspecting the transport ships inside and outside the galaxy.
In front of the data control console, a clerk is using a data cable to access the information network.
His job is to print out relevant information about the data network and hand it over to other staff members.
With a clicking sound, the brass and gold-plated console made a sound and the indicator light came on, indicating that the console was receiving transmission information.
The clerk twitched as data poured into his brain, and he began to use his slender fingers like bird claws to tap the shorthand machine hanging in front of his chest with extremely skillful movements.
With a clang, printing is completed.
The machine slave in charge of clerical work came over, collected and compiled the printed information, and handed it to another supervisor.
The other party simply used his mechanical prosthetic eye to take a look and then ran away in a hurry.
I couldn't even take care of the work at hand.
... ... ... ... ... ...
Natal Galaxy Parliament.
"Guilliman, that fool, should open his eyes and see how beloved and respected the Graus family is. We have ruled this planet for so many years, guiding the people of the Natal system like the sun. They regard us as spiritual leaders and are loyal to us."
"And now, he wants to take back our power, completely ignoring the lost people of the Empire who need the protection of the Graus family."
The galaxy governor sat in his seat, shouting loudly.
And no one on the underground floor spoke up.
If these words were heard by the Inquisition or the Ecclesiarchy, he would probably be sent to the stake on the spot.
Humiliating the Primarch is undoubtedly a terrible crime.
"I can't help crying when I think of this. Those foolish people will have a terrible life after losing the Graus family. They will be hungry, homeless, and eventually face chaos."
The planetary governor couldn't help shedding a tear when he said this.
He waved his arms and continued his long speech.
"Guilliman is a demon. He wants to usurp his father's throne, so he suppresses those of us who are loyal to the Emperor and sweeps all of our families who are willing to die for the Emperor into the garbage heap. He promotes those who are good for nothing and will only lead humanity to destruction, simply because those people will be loyal to him."
"Sir, if you say that, it will easily lead to trouble."
A senator carefully weighed his words, trying to stop the planetary governor's crazy remarks.
If this idiot continues talking, the entire Natal Galaxy Council will be killed by him.
"Let the storm come even more violently, let that damned demon come. As a Primarch, he is so unqualified and so despicable. The Graus family will never be afraid. We have the most devout faith and loyalty to the Empire. We always believe in the Emperor and are ready to sacrifice ourselves to defend her Empire at any time."
The planetary governor stood up, his fat, layered body shaking, looking very excited.
At this time, a man walked quickly from the door of the parliament hall and said a few words in the ear of the planetary governor, which immediately froze the excited planetary governor there.
"What did you say? The Holy Primarch will arrive soon. Isn't he still on an expedition, heading towards the Konor Industrial System?" The planetary governor's face suddenly turned pale.
"We don't know either. The divination device outside the system has scanned the Macragge's Glory sailing in the warp. An entire fleet is approaching the Natal system."
"Damn it! Quickly, get all the major families ready to welcome the Primarch. Also, send out the planetary defense forces to drive those imperial civilians away from the main roads, leaving only a few of the wealthier ones. At the same time, warn them to sing praises to the great Graus family."
The planetary governor quickly made various arrangements.
No matter how harshly he cursed, he knew that the prestige of the Primarch could not be offended, otherwise the Emperor's Angels would make the Graus family disappear from this starry sky.
After instructing that person, the planetary governor glanced at the members of the parliament present, "You know what to do, right? If I hear any bad news, your entire family will disappear in the universe. The Graus family has stood for thousands of years, and we are as immortal as this great empire. Don't even think about offending the Graus family, otherwise, there will be disaster."
After leaving these words, the planetary governor hurried out.
The other council members looked at each other, then ran out as well.