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

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"Did you win?"

Then Hades looked at Mortarion with horror as he gave him what could be described as the most radiant yet slightly terrifying smile.

I won!

Motalian said calmly and smugly.

"it is good!!!"

Outside the medical room, at the end of the corridor, pharmacist Io listened in bewilderment to the deafening shout... Finally, he decided to wake up his resting pharmacist mentor, Leo...

It seems that Lord Hades has woken up, and Io doesn't think he can face the legion commander, the commander, the first company commander, and the seventh company commander on his own.

Especially the commanders.

Just as Io was urgently calling for reinforcements, the medical room was already buzzing with excitement. Hades laughed and high-fived Mortarion, who was laughing just as loud, and greeted the Midnight Lord in Barbarus, leaving Vox and Garo stunned.

Hades didn't know why he wanted to laugh so much, even though the wound in his chest started to throb with pain from laughing.

Although he may have to face the endless consequences of Mortalian’s actions, let him enjoy Mortalian’s veil of joy for a while.

To be honest, when it comes to seeking revenge and settling scores, Mortarian is definitely the most petty person Hades has ever met.

Back in Barbarus, Mortarian had already mastered taunting without any formal instruction, and if any lord caused the Death Guard to suffer a temporary setback, Mortarian would definitely seek revenge in the final lord kill.

Hades had already anticipated that this battle would be extremely fierce.

They laughed heartily for a while, completely disregarding their image, before Hades stopped laughing, though the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but turn up.

"Motalian, let me ask first, what's the current situation? Are we facing the Midnight Lords' revenge or defection? And what about Shadowmoon Wolves? Have we given them an explanation?"

Mortarian waved his hand dismissively.

Everything has been resolved; there's nothing for you to worry about for now.

Hades raised an eyebrow.

"Why am I so unconvinced?"

Mortarian puffed out his chest and pointed to Vox and Garo behind him.

If you don't believe me, you can always ask them.

You can't say that like that, Vox thought, breaking out in a cold sweat, but clearly neither Mortalian nor Hades cared about such things.

Vox noticed Hades' gaze shift to him, swallowed hard, and prepared to answer—

Hades looked away.

"Galo, are there any urgent matters in the legion right now?"

"No."

Vox felt as if he had been stabbed in the leg again. Hades clearly trusted Galo more than him!

Why—why is this happening?! He's clearly a Barbalusian, so why does Hades always believe Galo? Of course, Vox knows about the intricacies of politics, like how to win over the Terrans…

"So, what exactly happened between you two?"

This time, Hades looked at Vox and asked the question.

Vox's inner thoughts were instantly interrupted.

Vox felt a little guilty... but he had done the right thing, and the current outcome proved him right... but he still felt incredibly guilty... He was right, he was loyal to Lord Mortalian, and naturally he should follow the Primarch's lead... but he still felt guilty.

Okay, Vox now understands why Hades trusted Galo.

He...he was unwilling to accept it!

But if Vox were to choose again, he would still choose to follow Mortarion without hesitation. He knew perfectly well that he came into being because of the Primarch.

Perhaps Vox's silence had been too long, for Gara's calm and unwavering voice finally broke through.

"It's nothing. After you fell unconscious, we didn't quite agree on anything, and I had a few words with Vox. Maybe because Vox cares about you too much, he was a bit emotional at the time, so we started fighting."

Vox quickly spoke up, continuing from where Gara left off,

"Yes, I was quite angry before and misinterpreted Senior Jialuo's advice, which led to some conflict."

Who breaks a leg in a fight?

Hades looked back and forth between the two men with a puzzled expression.

Hades certainly didn't believe it; could a conflict really escalate to such a brutal act? He even suspected that Vox and Garo had killed each other.

Faced with Hades, who had just woken up from his coma, the three present tacitly downplayed their conflict.

...Everyone knows that the commander is the one who is most afraid of seeing internal conflicts within the legion.

It was rare to see three people with such a unified storyline... and even a harmonious atmosphere, so Hades decided to... play dumb for now.

Since Galo said everything was alright, it meant that the unpleasantness was over.

Hades was still very curious about how Garo and Vox had started fighting. No matter how he deduced it, they couldn't possibly have started fighting each other.

...Is it possible that Motalian is about to do something radical, and Gara disagrees? Is the only option to remonstrate by force?

Hades pondered silently, observing their reactions; this was likely the answer that was close to the truth.

That's really hard to say...

Hades shifted his gaze to Vox, who was clearly badly beaten. Garo had most likely really made up his mind. He spoke.

"Galo... perhaps you could be a little gentler next time."

Hades looked helplessly at the barely suppressed smile on Gara's lips, and at Vox, who seemed to be thinking about restarting his life. When did Gara become like this?

Mortarian coughed.

Hades seemed not to hear him and continued speaking.

"Galo, Vox, what are you doing here... approving documents?"

"Yes, because the legion commander insisted on receiving treatment and working in this medical room."

Hades waved his hand.

"I'll take care of the rest. You guys go back and rest first."

The two men knew what was going on, saluted, and left. The two pharmacists who were already waiting outside the medical room also took the opportunity to change their dressings and provide other treatments.

As the sound faded into the distance, Hades smiled, his eyes gleaming as he stared at Mortarian.

"Quickly, Mortarion, tell me in detail how you fought! I want to hear the details!"

Mortarian chuckled, then promptly tossed the documents he was holding onto the bed. The Lord of Death then used his only remaining ability—the ability to vividly describe scenes—to give Hades a detailed account of how he had captured that damned Coz.

Hades marveled at the story as he recounted it.

Mortarion recounts how he wrote the letter to the Night Lord, the Primarch skillfully using the art of language and pressure to force the Night Lord to choose an internal conflict that could quell his anger.

He then recounted how he deduced Conrad Coz's image and psychology, and the Lord of Death said smugly, "Thanks Horus, if it weren't for my argument with Conrad, Mortarion wouldn't know so much about Conrad's ideas."

As for the prophecy, based on the visions he had seen before and Conrad Coz's sudden outburst, Mortarian could roughly deduce that the Lord of the Night was significantly affected by the psychic prophecy.

Mortarian recounted how he grabbed Koz and crushed the white bullet right in front of him, and how he swung his scythe to inflict as much pain as possible on Koz.

And then there was language. Mortalian used language to cripple Conrad, selecting a few exquisite sentences he found particularly good and sharing them with Hades—some of which even rhymed!

Hades listened with great interest at first, but gradually he realized something was wrong... Wait, a one-on-one duel? What? He's not even trying to win Horus over?

Mortarian deliberately omitted the part about his final contact with Horus, because he knew Hades would absolutely understand what he was trying to do from those words...

Although Mortarian had already explained what he was doing, he still felt... there was no need for Hades to hear those words.

Hades gradually went from listening with great interest to listening with trepidation.

Even though Mortarian had previous combat experience, fighting Koz was by no means easy. A slight misstep could have resulted in Mortarian...

...Looking at Mortarian, who was smiling and reminiscing about the past, Hades suddenly realized that Mortarian was truly angry this time.

And he was extremely angry.

Hades swallowed hard, realizing that the Midnight Lord was indeed unlikely to launch any attacks now, since the only two people in the legion who could command large-scale operations were probably dead right now.

Finally, Mortarion finished speaking, but the Lord of Death was still not satisfied and decided to show Hades the video he had recorded.

But before that—

【How about it? 】

Hades nodded.

"...To my surprise...absolutely brilliant."

Hades added another sentence,

"very exciting."

Mortarion's actions... silenced Hades, who looked at Mortarion with a meaningful gaze.

"So...you deliberately let Sevita live?"

【No,】

Motalian said,

I don't know if that baby bat is alive or not.

Hades opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Didn't you give me the antidote?"

Yes, that's because he gave you first aid.

Hades suddenly realized something.

"Wait, what you gave Koz was white bullets, right?"

【no,】

Mortalian shrugged indifferently and turned on the projector.

It was just a regular hand grenade.

Hades' pupils trembled.

"……Why?"

[I'm almost out of ammo, I need to conserve some for the return journey.]

Alright, it's open," Mortarian thought with satisfaction, and then began to enjoy the "brother's" suffering once again.

Hades slowly turned his head... He saw the projection: a tormented, bloodied face...

He was happy to see Koz punished, but... what's with Mortarian?

Hades once again redefined his understanding of Mortarion.

...Motalian is truly terrifying.

too frightening.

The film ended with screams, and Mortarian crossed his arms, savoring the scene. He felt he needed to play it again.

Hades' voice then rose faintly.

“Motalian…”

【Um? 】

"You're being a bit... extreme."

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After the initial enthusiasm for watching the battle between the Primarchs subsided, Hades suddenly realized a terrifying truth—

Mortarian has changed.

This is a... indescribable change? Hades wasn't sure whether Mortalian was always like this, or whether he had also transcended himself in his fight with Conrad Coz.