Upon hearing Soshyan's question, Talos sniffed, picked up the cigar and took another puff, and then said:
"How should I put it... The Fourteenth Legion was indeed somewhat marginalized during the Great Expedition. This is an undeniable fact. Anyway, when I served, I rarely heard the narrators compile their stories.
The only one to receive such treatment is the Fifth Legion, with Khan and Mortarion being the only two Primarchs whose deeds of crusade are unknown to the majority of the Imperial populace."
"Why is that so?"
"Then you have to ask the Emperor and Malcador, but there is a very interesting secret... This matter is not considered a secret. Most people know that it is Mortarion's attack on Horus.
The promotion to Warmaster was actually quite controversial. Although he agreed that Horus was the best candidate, he believed that the Emperor had made a wrong decision in establishing the position of Warmaster in the first place. Mortarion once publicly said to his heirs that if
If the Emperor withdraws from the Great Crusade and installs Horus as his spokesman, there will surely be many conflicts between the Primarchs."
"Ha, it seems he was right."
After saying this, the two of them did not continue talking, but picked up the cup and touched it lightly, silently drinking the liquid that could not make them drunk at all.
As a burst of bright light suddenly penetrated from the observation window, the fog around the two men faded slightly, which was a signal that a new ship was entering the port.
After a while, Soshyan suddenly said:
"Taros, Khayon said that the Haemonculi might have a way to cure you. I...I still want to try."
"I reject."
"You seem to be resistant to them?"
"Because I have seen what they did with my own eyes. It was something worse and crazier than massacre. That time we destroyed an Emperor's Children warband stronghold in the Shadow Node, and then we went in and found a
The Haemonculi, and some unfortunate guys, they were tied to those machines... Can you imagine, a warrior like Ciel actually vomited, and I even had nightmares for several nights after that."
"Such an exaggeration."
"So I smashed those things, and after that, I developed a hatred for anything with pointy ears."
Soshi raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
After two minutes of silence, Soshyan put down the empty glass and stopped the servitor from continuing to pour wine.
"I will cure you no matter what, whether you want it or not. A warrior cannot die in pain from a disease. If you keep resisting treatment, then I will knock you out and let Veronica find a way to repair you."
Talos smiled coldly and took another sip.
"Soshiyang, you are really good at inspiring people, you know?"
"I've always been like this."
While the two were talking, a crew member suddenly came over.
"Sir, one of our servitors who was cleaning the ship's hull outside was attacked just now. The enemy pierced it with a dagger and left this behind."
With that said, the crew member put a metal badge on the table, bowed and left.
Soshyan picked it up and looked at it, and his face suddenly became tense.
At this time, there was a brooch in the shape of a leaf. If he remembered correctly, Veronica had one like this——
Taking another look, Soshyan found several characters carved with a sharp instrument on the back of the brooch.
"Talos, do you understand?"
"Let me see....."
Talos took it and looked at it for a while and said:
"It seems to be a coordinate."
As he spoke, he took down the smart map he had previously exchanged from the Dark Eldar and quickly found the coordinates.
"Here is only two kilometers away from us."
Soshyan stood up immediately, but was immediately held down by Talos.
"Aren't you afraid that this is a trap? Think about it carefully, who sent it and for what purpose?"
Soshyan shook his head.
"If it is a trap, then the other party should be more obvious, not just like this. There is nothing we can think of that the other party can't think of."
Then he lowered his voice.
"Didn't you say that we must have a record? Maybe this is an opportunity. Even if the other party is hostile, at least we can determine who the enemy is."
Talos thought for a while and nodded.
"Yes, your idea is right, then let's go."
The two put on their equipment and quickly left the Lost Words.
Likewise, they did not take the previous route, but chose another route that was closer but more unfamiliar.
They encountered no trouble along the way. At a crossroads, Talos followed the map and turned from an alley into a dead end.
Here, the two ascended a rusty metal staircase and entered a flat passage that wound between two crumbling stone walls.
The surrounding windows were closed tightly, and the noise of the highway traffic overhead and the crowd below was still there, but the sound was much quieter.
The two of them carefully continued to move forward, moving closer to the wall, and then climbed onto another metal ladder. For a moment, Soshyan felt that the metal ladder almost disintegrated under his weight, but in the end it held up.
According to the map, the two finally arrived at the roof of a square building, which seemed to be a warehouse.
Soshyan walked to the far railing of the platform, looked out, and saw a patchwork landscape with overlapping roofs, sidewalks, and hidden courtyards. This roof was surrounded by high walls on three sides, and only one side was vacant.
It's very hidden.
"You are here."
Suddenly, a cold voice made Soshyan and Talos draw their weapons at the same time and turn around.
At some point, a slender figure appeared ten meters behind them.
She was wrapped in a black gauze scarf, as was her face, but judging from the faintly visible undulating curves and voice, she should be a woman.
"You're quite smart. If you come to Comoros under another identity, almost no one would think it's you unless something unexpected happens."
Her Gothic is not perfect, but she can still understand it.
Soshyan stared at the opponent warily, but the weapon in his hand had already been lowered.
"You led us here? You seem to know who I am?"
"Sosyan Arikas, I'm not sorry if it's not accurate. After all, your vulgar language is a bit difficult for me."
After saying that, the man stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly a white letter appeared in his right hand. Then he flicked his finger, and the letter went straight to Soshiyang's head like a dart.
Before touching himself, Soshyan grabbed the letter and smelled the familiar smell for the first time.
Then he hung the weapon back on his waist and opened the envelope.
"You idiot!"
The first line that caught the eye was a few words in capital letters, which made Soshiyang couldn't help but smile bitterly——
He has been able to confirm that it was indeed written by Veronica.
But when he saw the following content, the smile on his face disappeared.