Chapter 67: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg? Chapter 67 Leo Saint Galus

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Bravius Main Hive, Upper City Core District.

Giant Bear Saint Galrus Castle, towering over this territory belonging to the nobles.

Deepest part of the castle, located in the heart of the main keep, the Supreme King Hall was staging a good show.

Boom!!!

The exquisite and heavy alloy door bulged inward, the door hinges screaming under the unbearable weight.

"Lord Leo! The Supreme King has ordered that no one may enter now!" The attendant outside pleaded with alarm.

"He isn't qualified to boss me around!"

A young and angry voice stood out sharply amid the noisy crowd.

Bang!!!

The second kick was heavier; the alloy door weighing over a ton was kicked open violently, slamming into the wall, the tremendous noise echoing through the hall.

A handsome young man with long golden hair strode in.

Leo Saint Galus.

The youngest general of the Bravius Planetary Defense Force, and a famous "Outlier" among the younger generation of the Giant Bear Saint Galus Family.

He wore a gray PDF (Planetary Defense Force) officer's dress uniform, a Roaring Bear Head Badge pinned on his left chest, and a Golden Eagle Epaulet on his right shoulder gleaming under the lights.

His expression was grave, anger burning in his green eyes, each step thudding on the stone floor.

The moment he burst in, the six attendants standing on either side of the Supreme King Throne steps seemed to have seen something more terrifying than those green xenos.

Their faces deathly pale, they fled the hall as if running for their lives.

Outside the door, more attendants and guards scrambled to close the deformed door.

An older attendant, face pale as paper, drew a melt gun from his bosom without hesitation and fired a burst at the door crack.

Crimson melta beams fused the metal together, welding the door shut to the doorframe.

They all knew the conversation inside the hall next would be madness!

The previous batch of attendants who "accidentally" overheard fragments had already died in extreme agony.

The best way to stay alive was to make sure not a single word was heard.

Inside the hall, apart from the throne, only Leo remained.

At the far end, the Supreme King Throne facing away from the entrance slowly turned toward Leo.

Seated upon the throne was the current family head of the Giant Bear Saint Galus Family, the nominal highest leader of the Bravius Noble Council.

Supreme King Karamadon Saint Galrus.

His entire body was extremely frail, wrapped in a black velvet robe embroidered with golden filigree and family emblems, yet still appearing empty.

His exposed hands were withered like firewood, his sallow skin covered in age spots and wrinkles.

His face was covered by a breathing mask, several transparent tubes extending from beneath the mask toward the back.

A large quantity of pipes extended from beneath the robe's hem, connecting to the throne's base, pale blue liquid flowing within, maintaining his fragile life.

But all decay was suppressed by his eyes.

Emerald eyes, set in his withered body.

An ice-cold storm seemed to eternally swirl within his pupils.

Though his body was decayed, those eyes remained sharp and dignified.

As if they could see through appearances and gaze directly at the essence.

At this moment, those eyes calmly watched Leo in the center of the hall, furious.

A gaze that could make most nobles on Bravius weak in the knees had no effect on Leo.

"Old coot!" Leo spoke, without any respect.

"The Brunt Longblades outside are almost wiped out, they're here to help us!

You just stand by and watch?

Not sending a single soldier, not giving a bit of supplies, did a dog eat your conscience?!"

His voice echoed in the hall, carrying undisguised contempt.

The mouth corner covered by Karamadon's mask twitched several times.

The calm in his green eyes was shattered, a trace of anger suppressed within.

The withered fingers resting on the throne armrest clenched, knuckles protruding.

On Bravius, no one had ever dared speak to him like this.

"Leo," Karamadon spoke, his voice hoarse but carrying an undeniable dignity.

"Who allowed you to speak to me like this?"

The volume was not high, but the aura of one long in power was fully on display.

Leo did not retreat: "Still need permission? Isn't what I said the truth?

Look at the battle reports from the Frost Ban Wall, the Brunt Longblades lost more than half in a month!

They lack ammunition, they lack manpower, they lack supplies!

What about you?

The warehouses of the Upper City were piled high with supplies, and the factories of the Middle City never stopped production!

The nobles' private armies were basking in the sun behind the Man River—what the hell is this?!"

It had been a long time since anyone had seen Karadong so flustered.

"Everything I do is for the clan, for the survival of Brevis."

"Some sacrifices are necessary; you cannot understand now, but one day you will see my good intentions!"

"Here we go again!" Lei Ou said with contempt.

"For the clan and Brevis?"

"I say it's to keep your throne, to keep your old fogies' power and status!"

His words were like blades, leaving Karadong silent for several seconds.

But the humming of the life-support device grew more urgent, and the pale blue liquid in the transparent tubes flowed noticeably faster.

Various signs showed that Karadong was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"Enough." The Supreme King finally spat out these two words.

"How to allocate resources and deal with the crisis is something the Council and I need to consider."

"Your duty now is to manage your defense corps and maintain order in the Main Hive!"

"Help or don't help! Where does all this nonsense come from!"

Seeing that the other party was resolute, Lei Ou knew that saying anything more was futile.

He punched a nearby pillar to vent his anger, then turned and left.

He walked to the welded-shut door and raised his boot-clad foot.

"Bang!!"

Another loud boom, and the door that had just been welded shut was blown open again!

The attendants and guards outside were so frightened they scrambled away, watching Lei Ou walk out like an angry lion.

"Lei Ou!" Karadong on the throne unconsciously raised his volume.

"Where are you going?!"

Lei Ou did not look back, his long golden hair flowing behind him, his cloak fluttering.

"None of your business!" His voice came from the corridor.

"If you won't help, I'll go myself!"

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The Supreme King Hall returned to silence.

Only the monotonous humming of the life-support device remained, along with the thin figure on the throne who had grown a fraction older.

The throne slowly turned back, facing away from the door, toward the mural of the ancestors piloting mechas in battle with giant beasts.

In his eyes, the young man's departing figure gradually overlapped with another figure who had equally brilliant golden hair, upright and stubborn......

A silent sigh rose.

Karadong could not let anyone see his emotions.

After a long time, he raised his withered finger and pressed a hidden spot on the throne's armrest.

An encrypted communication channel was connected.

"Send a 'Holy Knight' to follow Lei Ou, don't let him die."

The silent hall, as if the fierce conflict just now had never happened.

But the attendants outside were all stunned; despite all their precautions, they still couldn't prevent it.

The last two sentences were still heard by them.

Just as they were wondering how to die with dignity, Lei Ou returned:

"I'm leading troops to the Frost Ban Wall right now; those unafraid of death can follow!"

After a brief silence.

"I wish to follow Adult Lei Ou!" a young guard knelt on one knee first, shouting excitedly.

"I wish to die for Brevis!"

"I wish to follow the Adult!"

"Count me in!"

Everyone was in tears, one after another deciding to follow Lei Ou and serve Brevis.