[{"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-96":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},1680866,2147,"Chapter 96: Reclaiming the Grey Wolf Warband’s Territory","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-96",96,"\u003Cp>The eerie scene before them heightened everyone's vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly a powerful foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one was going to back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the Governor's orders, this opponent had to be dealt with tonight in order to meet the deadline for the Great Judgement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare for combat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter and the Imperial Guards drew their chainswords, advancing in a line toward the grotesque, corrupted mass of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their steps were resolute, fueled by the determination to face death if necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, as they approached, the massive mound of flesh didn't react at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the Grey Wolf leader echoed in a tone filled with pain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Torment... suffering... endless plague...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up, you bastards! Let me have some peace!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, seemingly uncomfortable, his fleshy mass shaking as parasites rained down from his bloated form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It itches so much... someone scratch it for me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh, forget it. Why don't you just kill me already...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter found it odd. It seemed the leader wasn't even addressing them, but rather talking to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to test it out, slashing at a nearby section of the decaying flesh. Pus and blood splattered everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flesh mound trembled, and the leader groaned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah~ that feels good... keep scratching...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This baffled Carter. He felt a bit humiliated by the bizarre situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped attacking and led the Imperial Guards deeper into the lair until they reached the heart of the flesh mound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, they finally saw the terrifying leader himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter frowned and exchanged glances with his men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems like it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the guards quickly pulled out a wanted poster, scrutinizing the leader's features before nodding in confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The traits match. It's definitely him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards stared at the supposedly formidable leader, momentarily at a loss for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader was slumped on a decrepit, iron-spiked throne, his body fused with the decaying, greasy flesh mound. Even the act of moving seemed impossible for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only signs of life were his labored breathing and agonized moans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing their presence, the leader weakly lifted his eyes to glance at them:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you... from the King's Court... here to kill me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he lowered his gaze again, as if even that small movement had drained all his energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no will to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing mattered anymore. He was so tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since the corruption had claimed him, merging him with this cursed flesh, pain and disease had been his constant companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, he couldn't bear this \"blessing.\" He couldn't enjoy it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, he howled in agony, begging or ordering his subordinates to end his suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one ever listened. They saw his state as a divine miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he just wanted to end the unending pain and plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter felt no sympathy for the wretched leader before him. This heretic scum had killed too many!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resisting the urge to execute him immediately, Carter issued his order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dig him out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This heretic scum didn't deserve an easy death. He had to face the Governor's judgment in public!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Guards used their chainswords to carve through the mound of flesh, pulling the leader from the corrupted mass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he screamed in pain, they stuffed him into a sealed container.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards retrieved high-grade fuel and doused the corrupt flesh mound, setting it ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Carter and his squad exited the warehouse, the entire structure was engulfed in flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swarms of parasites screeched as they burned, along with the rotting flesh, turning to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Guards had prevented a horrific corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the leader survived his suffering, enduring beyond a certain threshold, it might have drawn far more terrifying attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the benevolent \"gifts\" of that presence, this planet would have become a playground for plague, with all life forced into an endless nightmare of suffering...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Carter and the Imperial Guards emerged from the core area, the battle at the perimeter had already ended. The Grey Wolf Warband had been completely wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had fulfilled the Governor's orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Carter regrouped his men and quickly returned to the King's Court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this time, the fighting throughout the Grey Wolf Warband's territory was nearing its conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only occasional gunfire could be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dawn, large numbers of Imperial Guard and law enforcement troops flooded into the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would handle the cleanup and maintain order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King's Court could now officially declare this territory reclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, due to the complexity of the region, it would take considerable effort to fully integrate it into the King's Court's governing system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sky lightened, Arye, his battle over, walked down the street, cradling the little girl in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to adopt this poor child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl sat quietly in Arye's arms, neither crying nor fussing, as she struggled to swallow the wheat-flour bar in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a newly manufactured Type-3 wheat-flour bar, with at least 30% wheat content, reserved for high-ranking personnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Urth, such a delicacy was unimaginable, and it had completely won over the little girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Kaes handed her another Type-3 wheat-flour bar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked Arye:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's the little one's name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maya. That's what my mama called me,\" the girl timidly replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's a nice name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaes looked at Arye with concern:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cyclops, can you really take care of her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all soldiers of the Imperial Guard. Bringing her to the barracks wasn't an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it... no, I have no idea how to care for a kid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye grumbled loudly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm planning to send her to the Loyalist Academy. She'll get the best education there, far better than staying with a brute like me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urth's Loyalist Academy was nearly complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye had secured a place for enrollment and had decided to give it to Maya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was said that the highly respected Administrator Bayev would serve as the headmaster, while the honorary headmaster would be none other than the great and benevolent Governor himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All talented children, noble offspring, and war heroes' orphans would be educated there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the resident teachers, experts from various fields would be invited to give lectures, including the Bishop, the Tech-Priests, and even the Governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would be taught the best knowledge and skills, but most importantly, they would learn loyalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye patted Maya's head and advised her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a great opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it... once you're in the Loyalist Academy, you'd better study like your life depends on it, you hear me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean that literally—you can't afford to get kicked out...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Loyalist Academy had a high dropout rate. Only the most exceptional could make it through to the end and be entrusted with great responsibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such opportunities were incredibly rare. For people of lower birth, it was a gift beyond generations of struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Arye's family had smuggled themselves from the underhive to the lower hive, half of them had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they'd fought their way into the upper hive as refugees, Arye was the only one left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew just how hard it was for those at the bottom to rise to the top, to reach the higher echelons of society. It was a task akin to ascending to the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To waste such a precious gift would be a desecration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something Arye, who had grown up in the underhive, couldn't tolerate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maya remained silent, but she nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye knew the little one understood his words, and it made him happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maya was a smart and brave child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Arye and the others returned to the King's Court, the towering spires of the palace loomed overhead. Inside, the maids were busily preparing breakfast for the Governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, our great Governor, who had been knocked unconscious by the Emperor's powerful psychic backlash, had finally woken up from his stupor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, that felt good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stretched, feeling more refreshed than he had in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered aloud:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could the Emperor's psychic whip actually have sleep-inducing properties?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>====\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!! 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