[{"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-59":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},1680829,2147,"Chapter 59: The Arrival of the Emissaries","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>Arila hoped, desperately, that her name would appear on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it did, she would be able to go to the Sacred Square, to see the Emperor's statue and the benevolent Governor with her own eyes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were ten spots available on the third production line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the overseer read off the names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each worker whose name was called wept with joy, kneeling in gratitude to the Emperor and the Governor for this great honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila watched the overseer closely, praying her name would be called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the list came to an end, she still hadn't heard her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart felt as if it had fallen into an endless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be? She had worked so hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't understand why she wasn't chosen as one of the active workers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Over... Overseer, I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila couldn't hold back any longer and timidly raised her hand, wanting to ask why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, the overseer's whip cracked loudly against the ground, sending a sharp sound through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those on the list, follow me to meet the Emissary. The rest of you, get back to the line and keep working. No complaints!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I catch anyone slacking off, I'll make sure you regret it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseer glared menacingly at Arila, his eyes warning her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it hadn't been for the Emissary's visit today, and the factory director's specific instructions to be more lenient, the overseer's whip would have already lashed across Arila's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the overseer's warning, Arila swallowed her words and dared not speak again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only watch the ten workers with envy as they followed the overseer to meet the Emissary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they passed the inspection, they would get the chance to go to the Sacred Square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for Arila, that chance was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Choking back her frustration, she wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and returned to the production line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the heat on the assembly line seemed unbearable, and the fumes seeping through her broken mask stung her nose terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if no one ever cared about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she had worked so hard, no one ever noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much she felt wronged, she still had to keep working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her weakened condition, she wondered if one day she might end up like her parents, dying at her station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe only when she collapsed and died on the assembly line would anyone finally notice her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps they'd even pity her, saying, \"Arila was such a diligent worker. This workshop has lost one of its best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind wandered, imagining her own death, filling her with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the noisy machinery quickly snapped her back to reality—she was still on the clock!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurriedly resumed her work, murmuring to herself for encouragement:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arila, you're the best worker here. You can do this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arila!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, was someone calling her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila was confused. It had been so long since anyone had called her name since her parents had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought she might have been imagining it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arila!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, she was certain someone was calling her, and she quickly turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the overseer, glaring at her with a stern expression!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She panicked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Overseer, I've been working hard. Please, don't punish me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no response from the overseer, she quickly continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it about my mask?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the Emperor, I accidentally broke it. I swear I won't ask for a replacement, and it won't affect the workshop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseer, breathing heavily, said nothing, almost scaring Arila out of her wits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, to her shock, the overseer's face broke into a broad smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-A-Arila, no need to worry. I'm here with some important news for you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseer's tone was unnaturally polite, as if afraid of offending her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had nearly run himself breathless to get here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need me... for something important?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila couldn't believe her ears. The overseer was beingniceto her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, he would just call her \"Hey, you!\" or worse, \"that one over there!\" and strike her with his whip without a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Arila. Please, follow me quickly. The Emissary wants to see you specifically...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila's mind went blank. Though she wasn't the brightest, she knew this was something good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come quickly now... And the rest of you, get back to work. Anyone slacking will answer to me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseer, catching his breath, led Arila away, but not before shouting at the other workers as a matter of habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing how that might look, he quickly turned back to Arila, speaking softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apologies, Arila, I didn't mean to raise my voice and bother your ears. Please forgive my past offenses...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseer looked as though he might cry, terrified of offending Arila, who had been personally summoned by the Emissary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... no problem...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arila, still in a daze, followed the overseer toward the reception area, where the Emissary and the factory director were waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the factory's reception hall, the director was drenched in sweat as he anxiously faced the two Emissaries, both dressed in black uniforms, representing the Governor himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Emissaries had the power to execute him on the spot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days ago, the King's Court had issued a notice, instructing each region to submit a list of active workers, explicitly warning against any falsification or negligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Governor's Emissaries found any issues, the offenders would face severe punishment, and in serious cases, execution on the spot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message from the King's Court had been clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sane person would dare tamper with this list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The factory director had worked tirelessly, reviewing every name submitted by the overseers, carefully examining the workers' faith and family backgrounds before finalizing the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure fairness, he had even excluded his own brother-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, there was still a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman Arila, whom the Governor had taken a personal interest in, was not on the list!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Arila's name had been added by Eden on a whim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other night, Carter had promised Arila he would pass on her feelings to the Governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And true to his word, he had mentioned Arila to Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, finding the story amusing, had noted her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, when preparing the list, he had casually added it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he hadn't expected was the amount of attention it would draw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing that Arila had been specifically marked by the Governor, Bayev immediately dispatched Deville and Popov to ensure nothing went wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's how the current situation came to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The factory director was on the verge of collapse, convinced that his life—and his family—was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no need to be afraid...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville looked at the trembling director and tried to reassure him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried that his usual cold expression might be too harsh, he gave the director the smile he had just learned from Popov.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mercy, Emissary! By the Emperor's name, I swear the list was thoroughly reviewed. There's no mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had no idea Arila was someone the Governor was looking for!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thud, the factory director dropped to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emissary's sinister smile made him tremble, certain he was about to be executed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wretch!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville was momentarily taken aback. This time, he was genuinely angry, his hand instinctively moving toward his laser pistol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa, whoa, Deville, take it easy. Remember to be friendly. We're here to help the workers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn't the Governor say we should engage with the people?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Popov patted Deville on the shoulder, urging him to stay calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville glared at Popov, feeling even more insulted and humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That coward, giving him orders?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!! For Only $5!!][[email protected]\u002Fzaelum]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank You For Your Support!]\u003C\u002Fp>",1306,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.407Z",1,"novelbin.me","99c97dbc24f6092b48cb14a385e6a829e2e393fa153ea16559224df19345bbb4","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-60","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-58",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]