Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Chapter 411 Echoes of Courage and Loyalty ([-]) Bloodline and Responsibility
"Kerbes..." Calvin repeated the name from the boy's mouth, and this young man, who was immature but had begun to show his strength, was still relentless, trying to correct Calvin's pronunciation with his Macragge accent:

"It's Kerr-Boss Ancelotti Charles..."

"Okay, okay..." Calvin interrupted the child's words, and continued to speak to him:
"You are of noble birth, are you not?"

"Of course!" The boy looked at the giant in front of him without fear, on the contrary he was full of interest.

"I have seen you! Angels of the Emperor! Father also talked about your existence! He said that he would find the best mentor for me. Sooner or later, I will become one of you!"

"Oh? That's not easy..." Calvin smiled, keeping his voice down as much as possible so as not to scare the child.

He carefully examined the thin body of the young man in front of him, and then asked his first question:
"Then do you know what an aristocrat is?"

"Of course!"

"tell me the story?"

"Noble, it is noble blood!"

"Why is it expensive?"

"Loyalty! Asylum! Sacrifice!" The young man looked at Calvin's loud answer. He looked directly into Calvin's eyes, as if swearing his understanding and pride of his own blood:
"My ancestors protected the people of the empire with their lives and proved their loyalty with their blood! They have proved the nobility of this bloodline with their sacrifices for generations, and I will follow in their footsteps and continue to use the rest of my life to defend the imperial family. The stability and prosperity of the five hundred worlds of Telama!"

Oh... This is a typical idea of ​​military aristocrats. Calvin's own body also came from the same family, and this kind of thinking seems to be spread in the world of Ultramar. mainstream thinking.

Calvin was satisfied to hear the answer he wanted. He pointed to the huge tome mark on his chest. The wings of the imperial eagle emblem were unfolding, and around the curve of Calvin's neck armor, pieces of wings were flying in the corridor. The golden light reflected under the light.

"See it? We are emissaries of the Emperor, and we need your help now."

"Of course! It's the most honorable!" The young man stood up straight and put his hands on his chest, making an eagle salute, and then said excitedly:

"Are you looking for the person who just passed by? Come with me!"

Looking at the back of Kerbers running forward, Golden and Nicholas looked at each other, and then asked the Primarch with psychic energy:
+ Do you trust him?A child who couldn't possibly be in a place like this? +
"Otherwise?" Calvin turned his head and looked at the two of them with a playful look in his eyes.

Doesn't he know how abnormal it is for Appius to appear and disappear in such a strange environment?

Or could it be that he doesn't know how abrupt and conspicuous Kelbes's appearance is at this time?

But he didn't ask about the boy's background, because that would only lead to meaningless lies. He just wanted to see what kind of drama this stage had already laid the prelude to.

"He's already standing here, isn't he? Instead of ignoring his existence, I prefer to put the danger where I can see it."

After saying this, Calvin raised his footsteps and walked forward, and the gray knight and the imperial guards also understood Calvin's thoughts, and stepped forward with heavy steps to chase after the figure of the young man in front of him.

The corridor is still built of bricks and stones, and it is still pale and yellow light and shadow. The air is extremely quiet except for the footsteps of giants and children. This kind of boring forward movement in the background of repeated repetitions once made Calvin feel uneasy. The illusion of stepping on the ground.

The Primarch looked at the young man who seemed to have inexhaustible physical strength, his eyes were full of thinking and examination.And the surroundings seemed like an endless corridor, which made some clues of thoughts faintly pass through his mind.

what is it then?

Calvin tried to search the ocean of his subconscious, and took the initiative to capture the fleeting inspiration.

However, at the moment when the bits and pieces of sensibility are salvaged from the deep sea of ​​consciousness, they melt into illogical scattered perceptions in the air of reason...

"We're here! It's here!" The boy named Kerbers stopped in front of a wall and said behind him.

Not far away, before Calvin could answer, that figure had disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Calvin, who was catching up in a few steps, crossed this turn, and at the end of the corridor in the distance, another huge space had been revealed.

"Are you sure he's here?"

Calvin asked the boy who had stopped beside him. Although his intuition told him that the distance with Appius was indeed getting closer, he still wanted to hear about this boy looking at the unfamiliar space in the distance. idea.

……… However, there was no voice responding to Calvin, and he suddenly realized that this young man had quietly disappeared at some point, right under his nose.

"My lord?" Several gray knights and guards of the imperial guards finally caught up with Calvin, but when they saw him standing alone in the open space in the corridor, they also guessed about the disappearance of Kelbes.

"The kid?" Gordon asked.

"It's gone..." Calvin raised his head to meet the eyes of everyone, and then looked at the end of the corridor in the distance. Although there were no traces of the same battlefield as before, it was obviously different from their current corridor.

"Come on, let's see why he led us here..."

It was another square similar to the one before, with the same circular layout and the same wreckage.

What is different from before is that the battle here is obviously going on, or the war that has ended in the long river of time is being reproduced here in some form.

Nearly a hundred of the sons of Guilliman established solid fortifications here, and light and heavy weapons were arranged in the position in a deep and three-dimensional structure; professional tactical teams in groups of five were placed in the battle group according to the tactical division of labor. The flanks and rear of the main force.

After arriving at the wide passage ahead, the field of vision was suddenly narrowed.The special architectural structure and the depth enough to place an entire company's position are probably the reasons why the son of Guilliman chose this battlefield.

The tide-like howls and shouts came from the distant passage, and after passing through the echoes and reflections of the corridor, the noise of the journey made the Astartes warriors frown.

The huge momentum of the demon legion arrived on the battlefield ahead of their homeland, and after hearing this hellish sound that could make the mortal troops lose their courage in an instant, the sons of Guilliman did not waver at all, only under the signal of the Master Chiefs , the hearing in the helmet is automatically blocked, limited to the internal tactical channel.

All the Astartes in the trench bent slightly at the same time, and the dim eyepieces on the helmets lit up scarlet eyes with the activation of the battlefield perception system;
The two five-member Terminator squads on the second-line position put the heavy storm bolters on the bunkers. They must always pay attention to the commander's orders. While serving as firepower nodes in an environment lacking heavy equipment, they also Be ready to activate the teleportation beacon behind you at any time, and launch a counter-charge to the position that may be lost in front.

On the high point deep in the ring position, the two tactical dreadnought mechs also completed the last weapon self-inspection with the "click" sound of reloaded weapons before the battle came under the commander's signal, and then turned their vision The middle red front sight is aimed at the open space in the distance...

"Kerbers!" The white helmet standing on the front line of the position called out to the flank positions.

"Here!" A young Astartes stood up immediately.

"Take your team to position C5! Execute immediately!" The company commander of the White Helmets did not explain after giving the order, and continued to pay attention to the battlefield in front of him.

"Why!" Hearing the order to be transferred to the rear on the eve of the war, the recruit Kerbers asked his commander angrily.

"No reason! Execute the order!"

"Yes!" The recruit lowered his head in frustration, he felt that there was no clearer negative than this.The veteran beside him turned his head and patted him on the shoulder, then turned around without a word.

"Let's go!" Kerbers picked up his weapon and walked to the back of the position with a few recruits around him.

And just as he was about to leave the front line, the voice of the silent veteran sounded from behind him again:
"If we die, don't avenge us. It is your greatest responsibility to pass on our blood!"

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(End of this chapter)