The Emperor’s Angel of Death

#2014 - Life and death together

"Warlock, now that we're here, there's something I really, really want your help with. My position is very confusing right now. Because of Veronica, I have to be the Phoenix King, and with this power, I have to take on the responsibility. The Eldar all yearn to restore their race to its former glory, but I am an Astartes, and my mission is to destroy all threats to humanity's galactic hegemony. I can foresee that one day, the Eternal Court will inevitably clash with the Imperium. There will always be irreconcilable conflicts between the two. To be honest, I sometimes shudder when I think about these things. I'm very scared, scared of the sudden change in the eyes of my warriors, my comrades, and those who support and trust me when my identity is revealed one day. I know that what I have done has disgraced the Chapter and the Legion, but I can't find any solution."

Sorkar gazed at the Warlock and said very sincerely:

"I will not shirk my responsibility. As you said, this is the price I have to pay for my decision. When that moment comes, I will entrust the Legion and the unfinished business to someone trustworthy, and calmly die to atone for my sins. Only Veronica, I know that you, Warlock, sent her to that ancient holy land in the first place. I hope that if that day really comes, in consideration of my hard work for the Imperium for more than a hundred years, please send her there and don't tell anyone."

The Warlock did not answer, but his mask stared straight at him. Although there was a mask between them, Sorkar could indeed feel the other party's substantial gaze.

"Sorkar, what should I say to you?"

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"What do you think your wife will think when she knows all this? She will only resent and hate the Imperium that forced her husband to death. She will not stay in a safe place and avoid everything as you expect. You should know what Elena is like."

Hearing the Warlock mention Elena, Sorkar's face suddenly darkened, and he was speechless.

"When that time comes, the Eternal Queen will become a shadow of revenge, forever looming over the heads of humans and Eldar. The deeper her love for you is now, the deeper her hatred for humans and the Imperium will be. She will do everything in her power to avenge humanity."

"I Veronica shouldn't"

"Sorkar, I never hide my views, so if it really comes to that, the best way is to kill her."

The Warlock's last three words were very soft, but Sorkar was stunned as if struck by lightning and clenched his fists.

"So."

Then, the Warlock changed the subject.

"You must live well, live with all your strength, to avoid all this."

Sorkar's body relaxed slightly, and then he replied with a wry smile:

"But what attitude and method should I use to deal with the Eternal Court?"

"It's no use asking me. No human has ever been the ruler of a group of Eldar, not even the Emperor you mentioned. You can only find a way to weigh things yourself, but as I said, there will always be a way."

"Well, that's the only way."

"Speaking of which, didn't she tell you about that?"

"Huh? Who?"

The Warlock paused for a moment, as if thinking, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it, you'll always know."

Suddenly, Sorkar had a flash of inspiration.

"Is it Verlet?"

The Warlock shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with her."

"Uh Warlock, since you know Verlet, then her actions are also your"

"Ha, you set me up, but it has nothing to do with me. You don't need to pay too much attention. She won't pose any threat to you, and you don't need to care too much."

Sorkar thought for a while, then turned to look at the hourglass not far away.

"I seem to have been here for a long time, and it's time to go back."

The Warlock was still sitting on the sofa, just waving his hand gently.

"You can go out through this door."

Sorkar nodded, stood up and walked towards the door, but just as he was about to step out, the Warlock's voice came from behind.

"By the way, there is one more thing I need to ask you for help."

Sorkar turned around and saw the Warlock also stood up, facing him, and nodded.

"Please speak."

"Say hello to Venerable Ananda for me. If you still have doubts in your heart, maybe he can answer them for you."

"Venerable Ananda"

This word was almost foreign to Sorkar, completely unlike the current language of the Imperium, but he still heard it clearly, but didn't understand what it meant.

"Is it a person's name? Who is he?"

The Warlock did not answer, but put his hands together and nodded slightly.

"Wait, could it be——"

Sorkar just stretched out his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he found himself sitting in the church again, his hand reaching towards the Emperor's holy image in front of him, and the statue was also staring at him without joy or sorrow.

Suddenly, he felt a sweetness on the tip of his tongue, and then found that the rose candy he had in his mouth had not melted yet, which meant that he had actually only experienced such a brief moment——

Chewing the rose candy, Sorkar recalled the Warlock's previous movements, and he immediately knew who the other party wanted him to find.

Damo, Master Shi.

Obviously, the other party's origins were far from as simple as he had said before.

So he immediately stood up, turned around and strode away from the church, boarded the Stormbird, and headed to a remote valley on Sagan.

"I remember you said that after you left Canaan, you traveled far to the East and followed the prince of the Sakya tribe to practice."

At the same time as Sorkar left, Erda, dressed in a white nun's robe, pushed open the door and slowly walked into the tea room.

"After the legendary Buddha entered Nirvana, you disappeared for a full five hundred years, but you never told me what you did."

"I went to seek wisdom."

Erda sat opposite him, crossing one leg.

"Unfortunately, you don't seem to have found it. What did the Buddha teach you? Your choice of the Himalayas as a starting point is also related to this experience, right?"

The Warlock just chuckled and did not answer.

At this time, in the sound of wind and rain outside, there was a sound of flapping wings and the croaking of some kind of bird. Hearing this sound, Erda immediately stood up and turned to the bookshelf in the tea room.

Not long after, the door of the tea room was slowly pushed open by some kind of force. The Warlock was still sitting on the old sofa, and refilled the teacup again.

At the door behind him, a shadow that light could not penetrate appeared.

After a while, a hoarse voice came from the shadows.

"Leman is very stubborn, I can't persuade him."

The Warlock sighed softly, picked up the teacup, but stopped when he brought it to his mouth.

"Did you do it?"

"No, he got angry and wanted to drive me away, I didn't do anything to him."

"Hmm"

The Warlock took a sip of tea, then fell into silence, and after a long time, he slowly said:

"He is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity where Sorkar could not possibly reach Veronica's side"

Then, the gloomy voice sounded faintly.

"Blackstone Fortress."

"Well, I don't want to force you on this matter, make your own choice."

The tea room fell into a long silence again, but this time it was the shadow that broke the silence.

"I may not be able to do it now"

"Actually, you don't necessarily have to do it, maybe you can use that thing"