Lion: Hehe, Did the Wolf Pups' Chapter Master suffer a setback?
I didn't expect that after all these years, Leman Russ's pups would become more and more incompetent!
To actually be beaten by a mutant, that combat strength is truly embarrassing!
In the War Council, Lion El''Jonson chuckled inwardly. Since he had dumped most of the work onto his pups, he was actually quite free now.
With his knight captain representing the Dark Angels, his identity would not be leaked.
Looking at the gameboard in his hands, that "Father" was still tirelessly transmitting battlefield information to him.
To be honest, the feeling of having an all-seeing eye was amazing!
He had never thought there could be such a satisfying way to fight a war!
At the council, seeing Logan Grimnar's dejected appearance,
The corners of Lion's mouth curled up high.
Although strictly speaking, the Space Wolves were currently his teammates,
Seeing the Wolf Pups sulking after a setback was actually quite satisfying for some unknown reason.
"The combat strength of these little nephews isn't up to par. Should I find an opportunity to train them someday?"
At this moment, Caleb couldn't stand it anymore. This Lion really was too petty.
Caleb: That's nothing. The mutant I released is a creation of the Dark Age of Technology.
Or rather, even those pioneers of the Dark Age of Technology couldn't figure out exactly what that thing was!
His power is not only connected to some essence of the Warp, even, in his state of extreme rage, even you wouldn't be able to beat him!
Lion El''Jonson: Is that so? Father, you still think too highly of these barbaric fellows!
By the way, Dad, do you like savages? Leman Russ is like that, and now this green mutant is like that too.
Sigh
I don't understand your thoughts. Clearly, only a reliable Legion like ours can keep secrets for you. Savage folks like that should just be kept as dogs!
Caleb completely didn't expect that if Lion spoke through inner thoughts, he would be such a chatterbox.
Since he could transmit his heart's voice without opening his mouth, the current Lion was truly a tsundere lion, constantly nagging away.
But overall, it was fine, at least the "parent-child" relationship aspect was firmly established.
Fortunately, Caleb himself knew many secrets of the Dark Angels, otherwise, it would have been very easy for Lion to see through him.
Suddenly, the door to the council hall opened. Outside the automatic door was the meeting room, and this place was just an internal lounge.
At this time, Lion was not attending the council meeting but was hiding in the lounge waiting for his children to report the situation to him.
No one knew her identity. In the Dark Angels' explanation, she was just a noble lady from a certain mysterious family.
"Miss Artoria!"
"I have already presented that proposal to the War Council. After our deliberate discussions, the strategic plan we proposed was only partially accepted by the Black Templars!"
"Partially accepted?"
Lion frowned deeply. This was not the answer he wanted.
Many factions were participating in this War Council: the Skitarii of the Adeptus Mechanicus, Titan Legion families, and Knight Legion families were all involved.
If strategic consensus could not be reached at the council, then it was very likely to lead to an inability to execute the upcoming battles in a unified manner.
"Yes, Miss Artoria, they only agreed to evacuate the vast majority of the population to the Hell hive city."
"And they feel that our plan to protect more than half of the population is far too merciful!"
"The Adeptus Mechanicus even stated that the god-machines within the hive city are more worth protecting than this population!"
"I argued strongly and promised to help the Adeptus Mechanicus transfer the god-machines, which finally made them relent!"
"However, the Black Templars are very opposed to our plan, even feeling that we are ceding a large amount of territory to those Daemons!"
"Those stupid pigs!"
Lion had been chatting with Caleb during this time, so she naturally knew that if too many ordinary people died, it would completely strengthen Khorne's power.
The First Legion was also a group that dared to drop Exterminatus orders; the planets destroyed by the First Legion were countless.
Strictly speaking of conscience toward mortals, they actually didn't have much.
But since the Old Man hanging in the sky wanted her to execute it, it would be unreasonable not to do so.
"Do they not know that humans slaughtered by Daemons will increase the Daemons' power?"
"I can even see Daemons erecting desecrated Obelisks near the hive city!"
"Once those evil Obelisks are activated, these so-called mortals will immediately become our trouble, even our enemies!"
"Do they really have to wait until cultists are crawling everywhere before they wake up? If it reaches that stage, our mission will be ruined!"
"Hmm..." The knight captain pondered for a moment. Fortunately, he had brought all Deathwing Terminator veterans, so they still had a say in the council.
"But the problem is, if the Black Templars don't relent, then the strategic resolution cannot be passed."
"There is one more way!"
The knight captain said, "If we have some way to get the Space Wolves to agree to our strategic decision, then the War Council will have to pass the subsequent battle plan!"
"In that way, the subsequent strategic deployment can be executed as we envisioned. After all, many mortal Legion generals of the Steel Legion are also very willing to move these civilians to a safer place!"
"Hmm..." Lion nodded and pondered for a moment.
Then she pointed toward the Hell hive city.
"Then using the Hell hive city as the center, first set up an outward defensive line!"
"The outermost defensive line must buy time for us to evacuate the population and transport the god-machines!"
"Then we will use the Hell hive city as the main transit station to transport the population bit by bit to the main continent!"
"In this way, we can free up our hands to find a way to destroy the Gate of the Red Angel!"
"Only then can we perfectly achieve victory in battle!"
Compared to the other factions in the War Council, Lion's Dark Angels Legion undoubtedly knew the most secrets.
They not only knew how to deal with the Gate of the Red Angel, but even knew that a group of very mysterious reinforcements would suddenly descend from the sky.
Although the Dark Angels didn't know what the mysterious reinforcements would be yet, since it was the God-Emperor's will, the reinforcements would surely be incredibly powerful.
Actually, Caleb had already begun preparing the reinforcements.
To ensure the upcoming battle could continue, Caleb even bought a batch of Adeptus Custodes banners online.
Among these Custodes were some truly heaven-defying big guys.
Those special Custodes could be considered the Emperor's chosen, their combat ability could even allow them to defeat an entire company of Astartes with their eyes closed.
Custodes and Sisters of Silence, this is a very perfect combination in Warhammer.
On one side are the Soulless who can nullify psychic powers, and on the other are powerful beings whose combat ability in the real universe is second only to a Primarch.
Furthermore, the Custodes have another function: their appearance represents the God-Emperor's will.
This way, it would be more convenient for him to command the other Imperial rabble; after all, if the Custodes speak, it is the God-Emperor's word.
However, Lion's next move was a bit heaven-defying!
Lion used The Wanderer to arrive at the Space Wolves Chapter Master's lounge. Then, he took a club, and directly knocked Logan Grimnar unconscious under his startled gaze.
His already weakened body was brought back to the Dark Angels' base, and then, Grimnar received the most intimate brainwashing service from the Dark Angels.
"Oh, bastards, what are you people doing!"
"Why did you capture me? Do you intend to betray the Emperor?"
"What do you mean you don't want to talk to trash who can't even beat a mutant?"
"Bastards, what exactly do you know!"
The imprisoned Grimnar's mental state was collapsing. He had thought being mysteriously captured was humiliating enough.
But the fact that the opponent also knew his secret was truly hellish.
"Ohohoho~"
Lion was wearing a set of Gothic-style women's evening wear, holding a teae and sipping it continuously.
Her behavior was extremely elegant, and her taste in clothing was also very refined. On both sides of her hat's brim were the most classic twin-wing emblems of the Dark Angels.
The Gothic dress she wore inherited the current Dark Angels' style, with dark green as the primary color.
"Chapter Master Grimnar, you wouldn't want the matter of you being beaten down by a mutant to be known by others, would you?"
"We Dark Angels are very 'helpful,' as long as you are willing to cooperate with our actions."
"Then we Dark Angels will surely keep this secret for you!"
"Damn it, bastard! Where did this little young woman come from, daring to threaten me!"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
"I am the Chapter Master of the Space Wolves, I am the most loyal son of Leman Russ!"
"Making me bow to the Dark Angels? I'd rather die!"
"Making me compromise? Don't even think about it!"
Grimnar struggled constantly, cursing even more fiercely at the young woman before him.
It was one thing for that knight captain next to her to mock him, but to be mocked by a seemingly weak young woman—who the hell could stand that?
"I inherit the will of the Wolf King Leman Russ. No matter the threat or coercion, I will never yield!"
"Can you Dark Angels only use such petty tricks?"
"Have the guts to duel me! Only capable of imprisoning people and then speaking this nonsense?"
"Have the guts to let your champion challenge me. If he beats me, then I'll cooperate with you!"
Although Grimnar's injuries had not yet healed, he believed his own skills were still capable of a fight against the veterans here.
He had defeated all the veterans in his Chapter; he was the recognized number one in both drinking and fighting.
He couldn't beat the mutant, but could he not beat these veterans?
Even with injuries now, it didn't matter!
"Tsk!" Lion clicked her tongue. She knew this group of Space Wolves didn't play by the rules. If she agreed to a duel, he might very well propose a drinking contest with her pups!
Then it would be awkward. If they lost, he'd say he was injured; if they won, then he'd have won and wouldn't cooperate with anything.
As a "good brother" who had been in contact with Leman Russ for a long time, Lion understood Leman Russ's personality very well.
To make him listen to you, there were only two ways: one was to beat him in a fight, and the other was to out-drink him in a competition.
Beating him in a fight was possible; Lion had fought him before and considered himself the winner.
As for out-drinking him, forget it. Even the Emperor, without using psychic powers, couldn't out-drink that drunkard.
The guy was a glutton for alcohol.
There was almost no possibility of out-drinking him.
Although Leman Russ's sons certainly didn't have their father's level of strength,
If it came to a drinking contest, his pups really couldn't out-drink him.
Thus, Lion also stopped playing by the rules. To deal with this kind of rogue, one had to be unconventional.
"Clack, clack, clack!"
Lion first feigned an extremely indignant look, then pulled a glove from her bosom and slapped it across his face.
In noble circles, this was an initiation of a duel. No matter what, it was a wager on the honor and dignity of both parties.
"I challenge you in the honor of the Skadi Family. I, Artoria, issue a duel declaration to you, Chapter Master Grimnar!"
For a moment, Logan Grimnar was stunned, and even the knight captain nearby was dumbfounded.
Both sides felt that a certain Primarch had gone mad. One side wondered how this mortal dared to challenge an Astartes.
While the other side felt that it was a bit dishonorable for the Primarch to bully a junior?
Seeing her confident appearance, Grimnar was almost moved to laughter by the arrogant little woman before him.
What was wrong with the Dark Angels? Why did they raise such a bratty young woman to cause trouble?
With her height, she'd have trouble jumping up to hit his breastplate, surely the duel wouldn't be a contest against his kneecaps, would it?
"Hahahaha!"
Grimnar did not refuse and immediately nodded, accepting the duel.
He never thought he would lose; he only felt he should take this opportunity to humiliate this arrogant bunch of Dark Angels.
"Wow, are you the Dark Angels out of people? Finding a little woman to challenge me?"
"Could it be that you think you can't beat me, so you want to use this method to avoid losing face!"
The Deathwing knight captain also countered with solemn words.
"Talk after you've won!"
"I can't even beat Miss Artoria. It would be a miracle if you could!"
"If you can beat her, the entire Deathwing Company will change its name to Space Wolves!"
"All our Terminator armor will be repainted in Space Wolves colors and given to you!"
"Pfft~"
At this time, Caleb, who was observing the gameboard, was almost bursting with laughter. This was great fun; he hadn't experienced such entertainment in ages.
These two sides calculating against each other—they practically had 800 schemes running.
It was like savages calculating against each other, both afraid the other wouldn't agree.
"Holy crap, how straightforward!" Seeing the prizes delivered to his door, Grimnar was suddenly no longer tired.
Although he did indeed have injuries, if he couldn't even beat a somewhat special little young woman, how could he face his Battle-Brothers?
"It's a deal then. Allow me to prepare, and we'll start!"
"Heh, I know what tricks you want to play!"
"This little young woman is probably a very special Psyker, wanting to use psychic powers to scheme against me, I'm not that stupid!"
Grimnar believed he had already seen through the Dark Angels' tactic. For the other side to say such words, undoubtedly, this little young woman was likely a very special Psyker.
Psychic powers were pure cheating, as long as the opponent didn't use psychic powers, the battle would be very simple.
"Psychic powers? I don't need those things!"
"One hand is enough to deal with you. I guarantee I won't use any psychic powers!"
"If I cheat, I'll shout that Lion El''Jonson is a ball-less coward!"
"How about it? Do you dare?"
"Well..."
Logan Grimnar looked at the Dark Angels behind him. Who was this little young woman? To actually dare to say such words?
Such a poisonous oath—once spoken, one would probably be chopped into mincemeat by the Dark Angels.
Speaking of which, why did the Dark Angels allow this bratty young woman to be so insolent?
However, on the other side, the Dark Angels were lamenting in their hearts.
Because right now, their Primarch didn't have any balls!
At most, if she lost, she'd admit to being a coward, and right now, the Primarch most likely wouldn't lose.
Lion's tone and demeanor were extremely elegant. For this disguise, he had even studied some of Fulgrim's ways of speaking.
Although imitating that traitor brother made Lion feel somewhat disgusted, to keep the secret, he could only do so.
Caleb: Are you getting addicted to being a woman?
Lion El''Jonson: How is that possible? I'm only doing it for the disguise. If the Wolf Pups knew I looked like this, I'd rather kill myself!