Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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Hades said calmly,

"Otherwise, guess why he asked me to come and watch over you?"

Magnus was stunned, and then he recalled Hades' identity again. Unfortunately, every time he communicated with Hades, he would forget the fact that this guy was a damned soulless being.

Magnus took a deep breath and said wearily,

"Will you keep watching over me? If it's you... at least you can block the vast ocean from contacting me."

Magnus sighed. He had been brutally crammed with endless knowledge by the Emperor, and he knew it wasn't... it wasn't something he should touch, especially considering the mark that still clung to his soul.

Magnus trembled imperceptibly, and he suddenly felt that having a shield against the soulless was a good thing.

Hades briefly recalled Makado's manipulative quotes to him.

"I'll most likely be watching over you for this part of the journey, and then someone else will take over. I'm guessing it'll be Macado."

Magnus let out a loud wail; he seemed to dislike Macado as well. Hades comforted him, saying...

"It's okay, I hate Makado too, he has no respect for elders or children at all—"

"Boom!"

The massive scepter bridge struck the ground, and Hades slowly turned his head.

"Hey, Old Ma, great, great!"

Hades chuckled, and Magnus swore he had never seen anyone change his expression so quickly. Although he couldn’t see it, Hades’ tone of voice changed instantly.

Macado stood there expressionless.

"Hello, Hades."

The old man said through gritted teeth, his scepter trembling slightly.

"You should be glad you have a mission now."

"Hahaha, hahahaha, look, isn't that a coincidence—"

Magnus had never heard the gloomy Macardo speak like this before, nor had anyone ever dared to speak to the Imperial Regent in such a manner. Magnus once again marked in his mind that Hades was no ordinary person.

After a few scraping sounds, everything fell silent. Magnus remained calmly and uneasily silent in the darkness, while the Crimson Sinner was also worried about why Macado had suddenly come.

Should we punish him?

Magnus thought, but then he smiled bitterly to himself, as if laughing at his own naiveté.

Meanwhile, Makado gestured to Hades in sign language, then the old man coughed and left again.

Magnus, of course, did not see that Hades' expression had become serious.

Hades paused, his voice serious.

“Macado has given me a task, Magnus.”

Tell me, what else could it be? I can imagine every kind of torture.

Magnus spoke casually, but his tense, restrained muscles betrayed him.

Hades was silent for a while, absolute silence—the kind of silence that Magnus had longed for—suppressed him, and Magnus suddenly felt a suffocating fear as he was enveloped by the absolute silence of darkness.

He even wanted to shout to see if his guards were still there.

"Let's put aside what Makado asked me to do,"

Hades said he held his scythe, always on guard.

"I've always been curious about one thing, Magnus, why...why did you give your other eye to the Emperor?"

Magnus trembled.

Chapter 381 Magnus's Decision

Magnus trembled.

So this is Makado's mission...? Okay, okay.

To be honest, I don't know.

He lowered his head and said softly,

[I...I was terrified—you wouldn't understand! No one could remain calm after seeing him in a rage! He was simply not like...]

Hades sighed, interrupting Magnus's second half of the sentence.

“I understand, and I won’t laugh at you for that, after all, you faced his anger head-on.”

Magnus took a deep breath and continued in a low voice,

He showed me everything. I was beyond thinking; all I wanted was for him to stop being angry and sad.

"Can you feel his sadness?"

Magnus nodded silently. The Primarch lowered his head, as if looking at his futile hands, but he was already blind.

I feel so guilty. My first instinct is to make up for everything. I hope he can forgive me... but... this... he won't accept it... he won't accept it...

“You did not answer my question, Magnus.”

Hades's calm voice continued to echo.

Why eyes?

[Because what it needed at the time was eyes! The eyes are the windows to the soul, an organ of great importance in mysticism—you should read some basic books on mysticism!]

"Ok."

Hades spoke slowly.

"Let the psionicists worry about the mystical matters; after all, you did this right in front of them."

"So you just want to appease his anger, is that right?"

[...and to make amends for the mistakes I've made.]

Before Hades could speak, Magnus spoke with a wry smile.

I made a mistake again, didn't I?

"I'm not the referee, don't ask me."

Hades said,

"However, I suggest you try to only do what he asks you to do, and don't do anything on your own."

Hades paced slowly around the room, sensing something amiss. Why had Magnus instinctively given him a look? But then he thought that since the Emperor had been present, nothing serious must have happened.

Even if it exists, it's beyond Hades' control.

But at least he knew Magnus's thoughts, which Hades understood. He had indeed seen people who, knowing they had caused a great disaster, subconsciously wanted to punish themselves in order to gain inner peace.

"Then where are your eyes now?"

Magnus paused, then said sullenly.

[Emperor.]

"Then it's alright," Hades thought. "The Emperor is already the most reliable person on the human side, even though this guy does have a gambling side."

"All right……"

Hades drawled out the sound.

“Marcado does need to speak with you, Magnus.”

Magnus remained silent, and Hades also fell silent. Listening to Hades' footsteps, and from the change in the Overseer's attitude, Magnus knew that this would not be an easy task.

All of this was never easy to begin with.

Magnus thought sadly, and spoke, his voice barely audible.

I can accept that... Go ahead and say it.

Hades stopped pacing and spoke calmly.

"The army has now arrived in Prospero, Magnus."

Magnus shuddered. He recalled the warm sunshine on the streets of Tizica, the capital of Prospero, the crystal-clear light emanating from the spire of the Pyramid Library in the distance, the humid sea breeze blowing from the seaside of Tizica, and scholars walking along the wide streets, books in hand, chatting and laughing.

The stench of gunpowder filled his nostrils. He saw billowing black smoke rising from the blue sky, flames raging and scorching everything. People screamed and fled; war would destroy this place, and all peace would be gone forever.

They want to destroy Prospero, don't they?

Magnus spoke tremblingly, the words making his tongue feel like it was burning.

"I am not the commander, the Emperor is."

Hades' voice remained calm, cold, and cruel.

Magnus took a deep breath; he even felt a hint of humility in his words.

[No—don't harm the people there. Only eliminate the psionic beings. They did nothing wrong; they just wanted a place where they could freely discuss academic matters.]

Hades stared at Magnus,

"Does Prospero contain a part that is completely devoid of psionic energy?"

Magnus buried his face deeply in his hands, his voice sounding as if he were dead.

【……No.】

Magnus personally took charge of the use of psionic energy in Prospero. The Primarch was so dedicated to using psionic energy to benefit the common people that some tasks that could be accomplished with minimal human effort were replaced by psionic energy.

"I think he will make a clear distinction."

Hades' voice rang out.

"After all, he is the ruler of humanity..."

"So he gave you a task, Magnus."

【What? 】

Magnus raised his head, his eyes, covered by a white cloth, seemingly gazing at Hades with a bewildered expression.

"He wants you to order the troops on Prospero to surrender."

Magnus gave an incredulous, bitter laugh, his body trembling slightly.

I know... I should have known.

He buried himself deeply in his hands again, as if he couldn't accept it all.

But...it's too cruel to make people give up resistance...to abandon the homes they've built to survive. It's just too cruel.

Hades wanted to comfort Magnus by saying that he too had been cruel in abandoning his comrade, the Space Wolf, but he ultimately didn't say it.

"The Emperor himself guarantees that if you want them to surrender without a fight, then those who have not been tainted will be treated well by the Empire."

Magnus muttered to himself softly.

Are there really people who can remain uncontaminated?

Hades thought for a moment,

“You should have some faith, Magnus.”

If Tzeentch wants the Emperor involved, then he certainly won't offer a dead end; he will definitely show the Emperor some sincerity.

Magnus fell silent, remaining silent for a long time. Hades stood silently before him, awaiting Magnus's decision.

Finally, a barely audible sound rang out.

I can't bring myself to say it.

Hades sighed.

“If you don’t tell me, Magnus.”

A red light flashed in Hades' mechanical eyes.

"I think the Empire would forge your orders; this is a conclusion that can be easily reached through reasoning."

Magnus gave a wry smile.

This is too cruel.