[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor":3,"chapter-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-309":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1681079,2147,"Chapter 309 310: Come Clean — Where’s Your Main Fleet?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-309",309,"\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lances of light fired from the Conqueror-class battleship, tearing through the void and crashing against the enemy fleet's shields, causing bursts of radiant light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such high-energy assaults, the shields began to tremble, seemingly on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, other warships and escort squadrons opened fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunderous roar of macro cannons followed, hammering the protective fields without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the cover of this barrage, torpedoes slipped silently through space, punching through the weakening defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coordinated salvo from the Redemption Fleet was so precise, so ruthless, it resembled a surgical operation done with a chainsword — brutal and exact in dismantling the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conqueror-class Battleship — Command Deck\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleet Commander Volradi wasn't satisfied with how things were progressing. His sharp gaze swept over the displays and live combat feeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real-time reports surprised him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This T'au fleet... it's even weaker than some pirate bands we've fought before. That doesn't make sense,\" Volradi muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the T'au were usually lacking in numbers and firepower, their tactical coordination was far superior to pirates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their performance here was nowhere near the level seen in extreme-condition simulations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi found himself reacting instinctively. Everything was going far too smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned. \"Clearly, something's wrong. This can't be the main T'au fleet—this has to be a decoy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Volradi had come personally was due to intelligence received by the Department of Military Affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>T'au fleet movements had been detected heading toward the Charalton Sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along their flight path were only a few human-inhabited worlds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—worlds that were now under the Savior's protection and part of the new domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The T'au fleet's target was likely one of these border worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether this was a probe or an attempt at intimidation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a direct provocation, and a violation of the military's red line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Webway was restored, no enemy had dared breach the Savior's domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most threats were eliminated by patrol fleets before even triggering an incursion alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Charalton region had only just been integrated. Patrol systems hadn't been fully established, and development was in full swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the T'au fleet managed to attack a core world and set off the first incursion alarm in twenty years—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be a massive incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heads would roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commanders would lose face in front of the Savior himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The military took the matter extremely seriously. Volradi, commander of the Third Fleet, was appointed to intercept the fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cautious, hardworking young commander—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the ideal choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he'd been given a strict order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't let a single enemy ship step foot into our territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi accepted without hesitation and launched immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, the T'au fleet disappeared from sensors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, it was rediscovered en route to a planet named Karo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even worse, Karo had just been placed under the Savior's protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This changed everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Redemption Fleet had to protect Karo, no matter what. The Savior's name could not be stained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi set an ambush in the Karo system, preparing to spring a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended to test the real strength of the T'au.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi's approach wasn't especially devious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Redemption Fleet officers trained under relentless simulations, cunning and ruthlessness were basic survival skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to others, Volradi was practically honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The T'au fleet's main force... where is it?\" Volradi stared through the viewport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, enemy fire struck the void shields, painting the space in shifting hues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their resistance was pitiful under this overwhelming firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Volradi's mind, the T'au couldn't possibly have sent such a weak fleet alone. That would be suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their commander was insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt about it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stealthy T'au had hidden their main force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were trying to strike by surprise!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the enemy fleet approached annihilation, Volradi issued new orders:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave some ships intact — we're going to capture prisoners and find out where their real fleet is hiding!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New combat orders were broadcast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Redemption ships shifted fire to suppression mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive interference macro-cannons launched volleys of ionized deuterium, disrupting the systems of the T'au flagship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following close behind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were boarding torpedoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These specialized projectiles, equipped with anti-tracking cloaks, slipped past the T'au's remaining defenses and embedded themselves into the flagship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat-melting warheads carved glowing holes into the hull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teleport beacons were launched inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spider-like devices, they clamped onto the deck plating and began to glow softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teleportation sequence initiated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multiple squads of War Angels arrived within seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bolters roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charging T'au allies — monstrous Kroot with crow-like forms — were blasted apart by explosive rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gore and feathers filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The xenos fell easily before armor-piercing shells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Angels advanced with discipline, sweeping the decks and mowing down anything that moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brass shells littered the floor as they pushed toward the command center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meditation Chamber, T'au Command\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship rocked violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screens flickered and exploded with sparks — the ship's systems were overloaded from the disruption attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal Commander slumped in his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His prayer beads slipped from his hand — the picture of grace, now fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To a T'au Ethereal, this was disgraceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethereals were meant to be serene paragons — strategic, political visionaries who inspired others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was proud of his record.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since taking command, he'd never lost a battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always using superior tactics and firepower to overwhelm opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fleet had been intercepted en route to the Savior's territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His advantages were crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ships, outgunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their strategy, countered at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His every move had been anticipated, countered, crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A tactical genius... without question,\" the Ethereal thought grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt resigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Imperium sent such a fleet and such a commander just to stop him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps losing wasn't so shameful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions rocked the corridor outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunfire, screams, chainswords revving—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship was falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shrill alarm cut through the air — systems rebooted from overload.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… they want me alive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he'd get to meet this commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And live to tell the tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike other castes, the Ethereals valued survival — not suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the empire's soul. Even if captured, they must live to serve again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imperials killed xenos prisoners without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things might be different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He composed himself, sitting upright again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dignity restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber door blew apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUMP THUMP THUMP\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red-armored War Angels entered, towering figures radiating dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've got nowhere to run, xeno scum,\" growled the squad captain, his bionic eye glowing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal sat calmly, fingers steepled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—blades flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infiltrator guards in stealth suits launched a surprise attack with honor blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ambush!\" the captain barked, dodging instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snatched the air beside him — slash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue blood sprayed as he cut a stealth guard nearly in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse shimmered into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But others weren't so lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Angels were wounded in the initial strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infiltrators vanished again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lurking in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal sneered silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You thought you could capture an Ethereal so easily?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angels formed a defensive ring. The captain kept his guard up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal remained expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the infiltrators' tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their next combined strike would end this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain dropped a shock grenade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A self-damaging blast — sending debris and enemies flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Ethereal was jostled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though protected by a force shield, he felt the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cough...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain stood, mildly hurt — but alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in his vision—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue blood. Splattered across the ground. Suspended in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got you,\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA! (MO' DAKKA!!!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Angels opened fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infiltrators, now revealed by blood, were gunned down in a hailstorm of bolt rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the smoke cleared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elite guard was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the sound of armored boots echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angels closed in on the high platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A beautiful battle...\" the Ethereal said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've succeeded in capturing an Ethereal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hands gently, disarmed, and stepped down the platform gracefully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discarding his Balance Staff — a weapon with energy fields capable of shattering armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew there was no escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many enemies. Too few options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to surrender—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Than die in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already allowed his guards to die first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want low-caste soldiers seeing his disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he descended, poised and serene—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angels stared silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will not resist,\" he said calmly. \"Take me to your commander. I'm sure he'll wish to—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain fired a shock net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It snapped open mid-air, enveloping the Ethereal in a crackling cage of electricity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AAAAAAAH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed and collapsed down the steps—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruised, battered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... he soiled himself from the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another jolt silenced him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up,\" the captain said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With disgust, he motioned to his men. \"Someone drag this thing out of here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A War Angel tossed a field shield over the xeno and dragged him off like garbage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The T'au soldiers nearby saw their Ethereal dragged away like a criminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They howled in fury and shame—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they could do nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The War Angels were unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal? Trembling, eyes shut, pretending to be dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angels returned to the Redemption Fleet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prized prisoner now in custody.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conqueror-class Battleship — Detention Cell\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal had been cleaned and disinfected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat quietly, composed once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Volradi arrived, determined to extract critical intel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had promised the military high command he'd intercept this T'au incursion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they failed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a hidden T'au fleet slipped through and struck core territory—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would sabotage the Savior's development plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium's old nobility, who resented the new Primarch, would seize on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wanted the Savior's reputation tarnished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were looking for any excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi stepped into the cell, face grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will get the truth out of this bastard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're the commander who bested me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ethereal blinked. Volradi was younger than him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—this was the Empire's rising tactical genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps he could barter his way out — his caste was valuable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely the T'au would ransom him back, even if it cost them a minor human colony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Commander—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi punched him square in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut the crap. Where's your main fleet hiding?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What main fleet?\" the Ethereal stammered, holding his eye. \"I am the fleet commander! This was our main force!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi sneered. \"Don't play dumb. You're stalling for time!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and summoned the interrogators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until this alien confessed where the real fleet was— the questioning would continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!!][[email protected]\u002Fzaelum]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank You For Your Support!]\u003C\u002Fp>",1833,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","a6483e748879666fd2df624f5ec411926cf18cf21e4749e0257e29a49fe530aa","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-310","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-308",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]