Chapter 283

Hearing this shouting, Zhou Yun's expression suddenly stiffened.

His gaze instantly followed the sound.

I saw a person draped in blue robes, the edges of the robes embroidered with gears, and a red dot on the hood, seemingly imitating Doraemon's red nose.

Beneath the hood was a Macragge-style face.

This made Zhou Yun breathe a deep sigh of relief.

That was close; I thought it was the Ashford people of the Cadian 184th Regiment.

If it were them, they would be able to recognize Zhou Yun; in that case, Zhou Yun would have to spend time pinching his face to hide his identity.

And these Macragge people, most of them were those who had just started to believe in the Saint Doraemon sect.

Some were developed by the Cadian 184th Regiment, some converted spontaneously after knowing about the return of Sanguinius and Guilliman, and some produced belief after being rescued by the Doraemon Company.

But no matter which one, these Macragge people had not yet seen Zhou Yun's own appearance, just simply using Doraemon's image as a holy icon... Honestly, sometimes Zhou Yun was afraid that they would really worship something out.

But Sanguinius indicated that Zhou Yun did not need to worry about them worshipping something out for the time being, as long as they didn't directly worship Zhou Yun himself.

He even suggested that Zhou Yun should deliberately do some guidance to prevent their belief from going astray or being polluted by other Warp existences.

It was just that for this small month, Zhou Yun had basically been busy in various battlefields, moving those daemon engines, corrupted war machines, Black Legion corpses, and other corrupted things to sell for money... oh no, cleaning up the corruption caused by Chaos.

He was diligent and busy, even once making Grey Knight Grand Master Voldus complain that Zhou Yun was grabbing their work.

So Zhou Yun had not found time to guide these beliefs about him... Well, should I teach them to eat dorayaki as a holy meal?

Thinking while walking, Zhou Yun approached the teams that were preaching.

His gaze moved slightly, looking at an area not far away that seemed to be in the blind spot of others' sight.

Zhou Yun could feel a Blind Spot Star there, helping an Ultramarine of the Doraemon Company hide his form.

That Astartes responsible for monitoring the Saint Doraemon Church noticed Zhou Yun and hurriedly nodded to him in salute.

Zhou Yun nodded in response, and then listened to the preaching of the person on the stage.

After listening for a while, Zhou Yun felt bored again.

The imagination of the Macragge people was clearly not as rich as the Ashford hive dwellers; they kept repeating the same set of prime mover, eternal dragon, death god chosen, and then talked about Zhou Yun's deeds in Ashford, on Baal, on the ice moon Crassus, and then that was it.

These things were either not experienced by Zhou Yun himself, or content he had heard repeatedly.

The hot wind on Macragge blew, the sun in the sky became a bit dazzling, the pale marble buildings of Hera Fortress seemed to be glowing under the sun, combined with the preaching he had heard many times, Zhou Yun felt even more tired.

"Are you bored? You even came to listen to others talk about your own deeds?"

A familiar voice that carried a slight difference rang out behind Zhou Yun.

"The discussions about the ceremony in the sanctuary are even more boring; the priests humbly protest against every action Guilliman takes to try to reduce the religious content."

"I even suspect they are deliberately provoking the Primarch, so that they can become martyrs or something."

Zhou Yun said while turning his head.

Then, he was stunned for a moment.

Xiang Xiang Leina was standing behind him; this did not surprise Zhou Yun, because he had just perceived it.

What surprised Zhou Yun a bit was Xiang Xiang Leina's attire.

He had only seen Xiang Xiang Leina wear gray linen robes and Cadian uniforms before; this was the first time he saw her wear other clothing.

Xiang Xiang Leina was wearing a pale orange outer robe similar to the ancient Terra Roman stola style; this clothing was made of two wide and long pieces of fabric, fixed at the shoulders with a golden pin carved into a double-headed eagle; the pale orange fabric slid down her body like flowing water, nearly white in the dazzling sun.

Xiang Xiang Leina also braided her black-and-brown hair, hanging it in front of her chest along her shoulders.

If it weren't for the scar on her face left by the battle, Xiang Xiang Leina would look simply like a noble girl of Macragge.

"... The return of the two Primarchs is a grand ceremony; my military uniform is a bit worn, and I have no other clothes, so I bought a set of Macragge-style clothes."

Saying this, Xiang Xiang Leina moved her body.

She did not wear a belt, so the soft fabric was very elegant when moving, only slightly revealing her calves and the pale golden Roman sandals wrapped around her calves.

"The merchant who sold me this said this is a style often worn by noble ladies of Macragge; I think it is enough as a formal dress for me."

Xiang Xiang Leina was also invited to attend the ceremony; in fact, she was arranged in a quite forward position, arranged together with Belisarius Cawl, Grand Master Voldus, Inquisitor Greyfax, and the various captains of the Ultramarines and Blood Angels.

This position was extremely honorable; when she learned of this, she trembled all over, even giving birth to the idea of refusal.

But Roboute Guilliman declared that this invitation and this position were not just for Xiang Xiang Leina.

He required Xiang Xiang Leina to attend as a representative of the Cadian 184th Regiment, and even the entire Cadia, in Macragge.

When the 184th Regiment was still a gang in Ashford, it participated in the war against the Tyranids.

In Cadia, it fought against the Black Legion and faced Warmaster Abaddon directly.

After Cadia fell, the 184th Regiment protected Archmagos Belisarius Cawl all the way.

On Macragge, the 184th Regiment also participated in the battle to recapture the entire planet.

Counting the Necrons and Aeldari they had cooperated with, the 184th Regiment had basically dealt with all the famous forces in the entire galaxy except for the T'au.

And whether in Ashford, Cadia, or Macragge, the 184th Regiment's battles helped the Primarch's resurrection.

Xiang Xiang Leina chose to accept this invitation; she perhaps felt that she did not deserve such honor, but believed that the Cadian 184th Regiment and the entire Cadia deserved it.

However, looking at the clothes on Xiang Xiang Leina, the corners of Zhou Yun's eyes still twitched slightly.

From Zhou Yun's aesthetic point of view, this clothing was indeed good-looking, elegant and not vulgar, and would not lose face among the nobles of Macragge.

But Zhou Yun felt that Xiang Xiang Leina's somewhat worn Cadian uniform was not losing face at all, and was even far superior to the formal dresses of Macragge nobles, and would not be inferior to the power armor of the Space Marines.

She was the one who wore that uniform to participate in the last battle of Cadia.

Zhou Yun hesitated slightly; he did not like preaching, just deliberated on his tone and said briefly: "Actually, I think that Cadian uniform is just right for attending the ceremony."

Xiang Xiang Leina's expression froze; she seemed not to have considered this point at all before.

"But that is too broken—"

Xiang Xiang Leina opened her mouth slightly, but stopped before the words were fully spoken.

She was silent for less than half a second, then nodded lightly:

"You are right; I will change back to the Cadian uniform when the time comes..."

"But."

Xiang Xiang Leina slightly lifted the stola dress on her body, revealing her slender ankles, turned around lightly, and then looked at Zhou Yun with her head tilted, smiling lightly:

"But this is the first time I have worn such clothes; let me wear them for a little while longer."

"Accompany me for a stroll, okay?"

Xiang Xiang Leina's pupils reflected the sun of Macragge, and her dark blue pupils looked moist like jade, looking at Zhou Yun with a little pleading.

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, not because of Xiang Xiang Leina's pleading, mainly because he was also quite bored.

He casually took a bag of melon seeds from his four-dimensional pocket and stuffed it into Xiang Xiang Leina's hand.

Xiang Xiang Leina was stunned for a moment, then said somewhat angrily: "You are treating me like a fool again."

Although she complained on her lips, Xiang Xiang Leina still opened the bag in her hand and ate the melon seeds.

The two walked through the marble stairs and corridors of Hera Fortress; the sun near noon was scorching, and when Guilliman designed Hera Fortress, he focused on hiding the practicality of the military under the seemingly gorgeous style, and walking in it only made people feel dizzy as if walking in a maze.

But fortunately, Hera Fortress now carried quite a few refugees, and it was crowded everywhere, and you could see vendors every few steps.

Zhou Yun and Xiang Xiang Leina bought some local food from Macragge, and the taste was not bad.

What surprised Xiang Xiang Leina the most was that she could eat quite a lot of natural food on Macragge.

For example, the two had just bought a fried fish from a small stall, which was said to be made of small miscellaneous fish common in the flowing water between the high mountains of Macragge, and it was crunchy when chewed in the mouth.

Of course, besides the stalls selling food, there were some stalls providing other services, such as—

"Oh, two young lords, do you want to see the trajectory of fate clearly?"

Just as the two were walking between the streets, a plump woman draped in deep purple robes at a roadside stall called out to the two.

The woman revealed a shallow smile, signaling the two to look at her side:

"I am one of the most famous diviners in Macragge; countless noble boys and girls have found their true love under my guidance."

Saying this, the woman took out a gilded mirror from her robe; the mirror was carved with a coiled snake pattern, but the mirror surface looked blurry as if rusted.

"As long as you drop a drop of fresh blood onto the mirror, the mirror will reflect your destined lover."

Listening to the words of this plump woman, Zhou Yun's expression was somewhat strange.

"Seems a bit wrong." Xiang Xiang Leina said in a low voice.

"Of course it's damn wrong." Zhou Yun could not help but complain.

This is also too rough??? Is the intelligence level of Slaanesh's believers just this??? Even Xiang Xiang Leina saw that something was wrong!

"... I don't calculate if it's not the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Tarot, because it is made by the loyal Hua Hua Hua Di Huang."

(End of chapter)