Just as Lion was prepared.
A certain pirate band of the Dark Eldar happened to be visiting the governor's mansion as well.
In truth, the Planetary Governor had already sold everything that could be sold; they had even formed a sort of cooperation with the xenos, though the Imperium was unaware of it.
Just as the banquet was reaching its exhaustion, right down to the final moment.
Several slender dancers suddenly darted out from the crowd.
They brandished light blades in their hands, butchering these pathetic guards as if it were an art form.
These guards had paid a fortune in bribes just to secure such a position, only to discover after starting their shifts that their bribes had merely turned them into toys for the Dark Eldar.
"Ah, damn it, you've dirtied my banquet hall again!"
"Oh well, it won't be long before I have to eat white phosphorus anyway, so do whatever you want!"
"During this time, I will let you hunt as many of the population as possible, though, I wonder if you still have that delicious cheese!"
What lay before Caleb was a bloody conspiracy. If not for his gameboard, it is likely no normal person would ever imagine that the once extremely loyal Planetary Governor had already colluded with the xenos.
The elegant and luxurious dancers walked slowly to the Planetary Governor's side.
The spirit blades in their hands could easily slaughter anyone at the banquet.
However, these arrogant Eldar did not choose to do so.
Because, these pirates still needed to keep their lives to allow this slaughter feast to continue.
"You skinny little monkeys certainly know how to enjoy yourselves!"
"Actually, that makes sense; you haven't eaten anything good since you came down from the trees!"
"Oh, heavens, you can actually eat this garbage on your dining table with such relish?"
"To be honest, I felt like vomiting just looking at these things!"
One of the slender dancers mocked the Planetary Governor.
They were full of disdain for human food and did not consider these crystal-clear, delicious delicacies to be food at all.
The Eldar were extremely picky about food; even purified water that humans could drink was, in their eyes, incredibly filthy.
For these Eldar, only laboratory-grade ultrapure water was a water resource that was barely drinkable.
If there were even the slightest bit of impurities, their senses would be unable to tolerate it.
"It doesn't matter, we're used to eating garbage!"
"Of course, if you brought that delicious cheese, perhaps I could change my palate!"
"I admit your things are better; by the way, did you bring what I asked for?"
"Heh?"
A slender Eldar dancer walked up to the Planetary Governor.
Then, the sharp blade in her hand was plunged directly into the throne behind him.
The rippling psychic energy even made the Planetary Governor's body go numb.
This was not a pleasure, but an intense form of mental torture.
"Before you ask me for those delicacies, please tell me, why have my people suffered such heavy losses?"
"Although they were just some worthless clones, however, the originally interesting hunt has become a disaster under the leadership of a certain heroic woman!"
"If you cannot bring that woman to us, I will not give you what you want!"
[Planetary Governor of Francis: Oh, heavens, these damned hags!]
[They were the ones who said to let the slaves resist so their people would be more interested, yet they went back on their word in the end; it's truly disgusting.]
[Yvraine: Such disgusting stinking monkeys; this time, it was more than just some clones that died!]
[So many old partners and core members we worked with are fucking dead!]
[If this continues, the people below are going to fucking mutiny; the pirate band that I worked so hard to build is almost fucking falling apart!]
[If this keeps going, I'll have to go to Commorragh to survive; what the hell is the difference between that and the humans going down to the sea?]
The relationship between the two sides seemed very tense, yet Caleb's Mind Reading had already revealed the truth.
It's hilarious; both sides are purely here for the fun of it.
As expected, anyone tainted by Slaanesh doesn't have a clear head.
They truly go to any lengths for the sake of amusement and pleasure.
One is a dying man with one foot in the grave, already prepared to eat white phosphorus.
The other is probably a pauper among the Eldar, her own pirate band is almost unable to put food on the table; it's truly hilarious.
"Wait, what is this Eldar's name? Yvraine?"
"No way, where the hell am I? How did I end up at Yvraine's startup phase?"
Caleb stared at this Eldar with the high-tied hair. Judging by her appearance and her name, she was very likely the future Regent's Eldar wife, Yvraine.
Although the current Regent had not yet risen, and Yvraine before him might not have received the recognition of the God of the Dead yet.
But, to be able to encounter this person in the vast universe, on the gameboard, was truly fucking absurd.
Regardless of the plan, in the upcoming battle, Lion would absolutely clash with Yvraine.
By then, it would truly be the sister fighting the sister-in-law, that would be very entertaining!
As the saying goes, watching girls fight is the best, especially since both sides might meet in the future with some kind of relative relationship; the amusement would definitely be much greater than imagined.
[Lion El''Jonson is using The Wanderer...]
[Doraemon used the anywhere door...]
[During the use of the anywhere door, it will consume 100 of your deployment points, at the same time, the anywhere door can only accommodate small units of Astartes level.]
A lush green jungle suddenly appeared inside the banquet hall, and then a large pink door opened, from which a large group of Astartes wearing black power armor poured out.
These Dreadwing veterans were all elites, all equipped with power weapons; not a single one had a Chainsword.
Upon detecting the scent of xenos, the power weapons in their hands immediately glowed with a blue light.
"Uh, what?"
"Angels descend by my side?"
The Planetary Governor was greatly shocked to see this scene.
He definitely had not called for any reinforcements; these Angels of the Imperium had just appeared to reinforce inexplicably.
And Yvraine, who was already suspicious of the Planetary Governor's actions, felt even more strongly that this was a trap.
She even felt that she had fallen into the trap of the stinking monkeys; this insidious and cunning Planetary Governor had actually deceived her and deliberately ambushed a wave of Astartes!
"Bastard, damn liar!"
Yvraine intended to behead the Planetary Governor before her with her spirit blade.
However, before the blade could strike, her body was suddenly repelled by a force!
[Savior Protocol activating.]
[Iron Throne is ready.]
The Planetary Governor before her was immediately enveloped by a giant machine.
Only then did Caleb notice that this guy was actually a knight!
Well, actually, he had seen that there were indeed knight mechs on this planet from the beginning, but he hadn't expected...
That this chubby old geezer before him was the master of the knight mech.
"Damn old geezer!"
"How do you manage this planet!"
"I, Artoria, will take over this planet of yours today!"
"Speak, will you abdicate voluntarily, or shall I do it myself?"
"All of you good-for-nothings are here; all of you, stay right where you are and don't move. None of you are escaping!"
"Oh, Angels!"
The old geezer, lifted up by the knight mech, was immediately moved to tears.
He had originally fantasized about someone coming to stage a coup against him, but no matter how he instigated or maneuvered, no one was willing.
Not everyone is an idiot; everyone knows very well that being a Planetary Governor now is just waiting to eat white phosphorus.
The Planetary Governor did not put on any airs; he even directly handed over all control authority of the hive city to the woman before him.
The key to the treasury, symbolizing supreme power, was thrown into Lion's hands.
Then, the crown of power was also placed directly on Lion's head.
Lion El'Jonson:???
Lion's expression instantly fell into a daze. No, this isn't how a rebellion is supposed to go!
Shouldn't the Planetary Governor before him have exchanged some verbal barbs with him first and then had a contest?
Shouldn't he have defended his power and position to the death? What does throwing things into his hands directly mean?
"Thank you, Angel of the Imperium, you have saved me!"
"From today on, you are the Planetary Governor of Francis!"
"I'm old now, it's time to retire. From now on, I'm a Freeblade. You are the future ruler of this planet!"
The Planetary Governor laughed loudly, snatched up a few slave girls, and ran off.
No one expected this chubby Planetary Governor to run so fast.
He happily climbed into his knight mech and dashed away as if he were having a grand time!
He was heading straight for the planet's only spaceport; it was clear he had been waiting for this day all along.
[Friendly unit: knight mech has evacuated the battlefield.]
[Evacuated piece can no longer be displayed on the gameboard, players please take note.]
"The fatty just evacuated like that?"
Caleb was stunned.
As a small transport ship ignited its engines, the entire coup lasted only 23 minutes.
Not only were the Dark Angels bewildered by this baffling coup.
Even Lion was completely dumbfounded.
"Is this right?"
Looking at the treasury key of the governor's mansion, and then at the officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs bowing to him.
Lion was stunned; why did he feel like he had been played?
"Respected Lord Artoria, you are our new Planetary Governor!"
"We didn't expect you to be able to summon the Astartes Council to organize your rebe, um, loyalty!"
"Your loyal will fills us with immense admiration!"
"If you don't mind, we will pledge our allegiance to you from now on!"
One second we were muddle-headed traitors.
The next second, we are warriors loyal to the Imperium.
Lion couldn't figure out the situation either.
But there were xenos in the room, and catching xenos was always the right thing to do.
"Stop yapping at me, catch these xenos first!"
"What are you good-for-nothing wastrels standing around for? Catch the xenos!"
"Yes!"
As those malnourished soldiers were kicked out by the nobles.
Lion looked at these ragtag mortal troops, and his heart finally sank.
Relying on these mortals to catch the Eldar—he wouldn't hold his breath.
"Angels of Absolution, catch this xeno for me!"
"Damn it, I just arrived and the person is already gone!"
"What the hell is going on here?"
Lion had just given the order, and the Angels of Absolution erupted with their battle cry.
"Yes, for Lioness!"
After the Battle-Brothers finished shouting this, they charged out immediately.
In an instant, the xenos' formation was scattered by the Angels of Absolution.
Lion's heart was also overwhelmed when he heard that cry, "For Lioness!"
Lion's heart had already been won over by those waves of passionate shouting.
The moment the sword light flashed, the battle had already been decided.
Watching her followers being gradually slaughtered, Yvraine felt a surge of anger.
In her psychic vision, she could see that the woman before her possessed formidable psychic abilities.
Even as an Eldar, she could sense that the woman before her was the most dangerous individual in the crowd!
"Heh, interesting, only capable of using ambushes?"
"You skinny little monkeys can only use these insidious, vicious tricks to defeat us!"
"Only a coward would use such tactics!"
"If you've got guts, come and face me in a duel!"
Yvraine drew her spirit blade, although one had been left stuck in the throne and carried away.
But she had plenty of such weapons; she had several more on her back.
"Tch!"
Seeing his "children" about to finish the battle, Lion now had time to spare!
The Eldar woman before him couldn't escape now, If he could capture her, then he had plenty of ways to make her obey!
"Schemes and tricks, aren't those things you excel at?"
"I only came here to force the Planetary Governor to step down; I didn't expect that guy to be so sensible. I didn't even realize it!"
"It's you lot who, knowing I had arrived, still dared to resist!"
"If you had been as sensible as that Planetary Governor, you probably wouldn't have lost your lives!"
With that, Lion drew his greatsword. The sword was taller than he was, and it was hard to imagine a woman wielding such a massive blade.
"Very well, let me beat you into submission myself!"
"Show me your proudest martial arts!"
"If I don't knock you down in 5 minutes, I'll count myself the loser!"
After the Fallen Angels finished the fighting at hand, they originally wanted to support their Primarch.
But seeing both sides set up for a duel, everyone chose to stay on the sidelines and watch the show.
Oh my, watching their gene-mother fight was so interesting, Besides, Mother Primarch didn't seem to want them to interfere!
Those who understand the times are wise; since their Mother Primarch wanted to hiss, they should let her hiss.
One must know, many of the Fallen Angels here were veterans from the 30k era.
They had seen how terrifying the Primarch could be when he hissed.
In just a moment, Lion had darted out like a flying arrow.
A series of sonic booms echoed around, Clearly, Lion's running speed had briefly exceeded the speed of sound.
"So fast!"
Yvraine felt the woman before her was too fast.
The moment the opponent struck, she could only barely parry with her spirit blade!
She twisted her wrist, positioning her spirit blade at a very strange angle.
Then, with a clang, she managed to block Lion's attack.
Just now, Yvraine had treated her body like a spring; if she hadn't done that, she reckoned she would have died instantly from that strike.
"Interesting, you can twist your body like that!"
"No wonder you fight like you're dancing; this kind of physical flexibility is indeed quite suitable for dancing as a music box doll!"
"Tch!" Although Yvraine despised humans, she knew what a music box was.
Yvraine didn't care about the woman's mockery.
She leaned back, and then the curved blades in her hands whipped out towards Lion like long whips.
As a top-tier battle witch, she was fully capable of cutting Astartes down like watermelons.
Without a well-organized veteran squad working in coordination to restrain her, it was basically impossible to cause her any effective damage.
And this was while Yvraine was holding back; Yvraine was originally an Eldar from the Craftworlds.
If she used her own psychic combat techniques, she would only kill these self-righteous Imperial Angels faster.
A few shuriken flew suddenly towards Lion's abdomen.
At this moment, Lion had no choice but to pull out the shield of the emperor, a symbol of his status.
Those seemingly sharp shuriken weapons did not pierce his sturdy shield.
This psychic weapon instead triggered the anti-psyker centaur bracelet in his hand.
"Damn it!"
Affected by the shield of the emperor, Yvraine, who still had the will to fight, instantly felt a tremendous mental shock.
Her psychic energy seemed to have been sucked dry by something, Even her own consciousness was becoming blurred at this moment!
"Wait, you're cheating! What is that thing on your wrist? That is...?"
By the time Yvraine managed to say the words "the emperor," she had already collapsed to the ground.
Seeing the outcome decided, the surrounding Battle-Brothers rushed forward to capture the damned xeno!
"Phew! This kind of fight doesn't feel interesting at all!"
"After two moves, this guy knelt, We only fought for 5 seconds!"
Taking a glance at the pocket watch in his hand, Lion realized that only 5 seconds had passed since the fight began.
A Primarch's reaction speed could even be at the nanosecond level; Lion's actual age was a bit advanced, but since Caleb had given him a new body, his stats were still spot on.
Even with a smaller body, his reaction speed was even faster.
Even without the help of the centaur bracelet, he could have beaten this self-righteous bean sprout before him.
"Hmm..."
Watching the battle end, Caleb was curious about how Lion would handle things next.
He had inexplicably tied up his future sister-in-law, He wondered if things would be very awkward when Guilliman stood up later?