Chapter 79: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

The PDF Forces directly controlled by Carter numbered about eight million.

About one-fifth of Brevis's total PDF strength.

Moreover, his eight million troops were well-equipped and well-trained.

Because Carter ran his army with extreme discipline, strictly forbidding drawing pay for ghost soldiers and selling off equipment, with all resources genuinely used for military construction.

His forces possessed a large number of vehicles and heavy weapons, including Leman Russ tanks, Chimera armored vehicles, petrified lizard self-propelled artillery, and even several precious Sentinel mechs.

"However," Carter continued somewhat helplessly.

"The vast majority of my troops are stationed at a key position."

He pointed to a spot on the map.

Orbital Defense Ground Station.

It was the hub controlling Brevis's entire orbital defense system.

If that place fell, the planet's entire orbital defense would be paralyzed.

The Green Skin space fleet could then advance directly and drop right onto the Main Hive.

"That is the second primary target of the Green Skin offensive," Carter said.

"The intensity of the fighting there is second only to the Frost Ban Wall."

"So I have never dared to easily move the garrison there."

Lin En indicated understanding.

"However," Carter continued, "recently, the situation has changed somewhat."

"Leo Saint Galus took his troops to the front line."

"At the same time, he also persuaded several other nobles who advocated outward expansion, gathering about one million noble private soldiers to strengthen the defense of the Orbital Defense Ground Station."

"So now I can draw five hundred thousand troops from there back to the Main Hive." Carter looked at Lin En.

"To help you put on a show."

Lin En's eyes lit up.

Five hundred thousand!

And they were well-equipped, well-trained elites.

With this force, his influence in Brevis would be completely different.

If the Zake Faction saw this army, they would surely join his banner without hesitation.

And once he gained the Zake Faction's support, he could obtain large quantities of food and purified water resources.

"And then?" Lin En pressed.

"After getting food, how to continue expanding power?"

Carter stroked the mustache on his chin, smiling at Lin En.

He had long seen through what this new Governor of his was thinking.

Seeing Lin En still playing dumb.

He reached out and pointed to the Middle City and Lower City District areas of the Main Hive on the map.

That was the turf of the Industrial Alliance and the Wasteland Walkers.

Then he looked up, looking at Lin En.

The two stared at each other, silent for several seconds.

Then Lin En also smiled in a smug way.

It was a "you know what I mean" smile.

Obviously, both understood each other's little schemes.

The two then discussed the subsequent operational details in detail.

Just then, the office door was knocked.

An attendant entered and respectfully saluted:

"Governor's Excellency, Supreme King Karamadon Saint Galrus has sent an invitation."

"The Upper City Council will be held at Saint Galus Castle in two hours."

"Please be sure to attend."

Lin En and Carter exchanged a glance.

"I understand," Lin En said.

The attendant withdrew.

Carter looked at Lin En and explained to him.

"The Upper City Council is an important meeting initiated by the Supreme King once a month."

"Nominally 'to discuss Brevis's development plans'."

"All family leaders with standing in the Upper City, the chairman of the Industrial Alliance, senior PDF commanders, and the alliance leader of the Wasteland Walkers, etc."

"Anyone who is a big shot within the Main Hive will attend."

Lin En said somewhat sarcastically.

The initiator of this kind of meeting isn't even the Governor himself.

Carter shrugged.

"That's reality."

"This meeting is probably also to test your attitude."

"See if you want to keep being a dog of their Noble Council, or strike out on your own."

Lin En looked at Carter. "What's your suggestion?"

Carter pondered for a moment, then replied: "Best to put on a show first."

"Turning faces now is still too early. If they discover you're not obedient to them."

"They'll cause trouble when the Empire collects the Tithe. Several Governors before were dealt with just like that."

Lin En understood. The Empire is slow about everything, except the Tithe—it's never slow, even if you're in the Cage Star System.

This is Damocles' Sword hanging over the head of every Planetary Governor.

"I understand."

Carter stood, saluted, and prepared to leave.

When he reached the doorway, he paused for a moment, turned back, and said:

"My Lord, be careful in everything."

Lin En smiled.

"Don't worry."

After Carter left, the office returned to quiet.

The Tearing Worm on Lin En's shoulder moved slightly.

Through the Soul Link, Lena's consciousness sent a message:

"Carter's emotional fluctuation is stable. Loyal. Reliable."

Lin En gently stroked her.

"Steamed clams!"

He also felt it—Carter's near-stubborn loyalty wasn't an act.

This person might truly become his right-hand man in Brevis.

Lin En stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the snow-covered mountains in the distance.

"Dou Dou!" he shouted.

"Here!" came Ogryn's honest voice from outside the office.

"Get ready. We're going to meet that Supreme King."

Two hours later.

Saint Galus Castle, Main Keep Hall.

The hall was brightly lit, with people filling both sides of the long table.

The Family Heads of the Twelve Star Families of Upper City, the three chairmen of the Industrial Alliance, several important commanders of the PDF and SDF, and ten Alliance Lords of the Wasteland Walkers and several Bishops of the State Religion.

Almost all the important figures of Brevis were basically present.

But the meeting still hadn't started.

Because one important role hadn't arrived yet.

The new Governor, Keli Feng.

On the main seat at the end of the long table, Karamadon Saint Galrus sat upon his Throne.

His withered hand held a cup of red wine, his green eyes half-closed, unknown whether he was tasting wine or dozing.

But everyone knew this Supreme King was more awake than anyone.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of that "Emperor's Chosen."

Time passed minute by minute.

Some Noble Faction members began to show impatience, whispering to each other.

"This new Governor has quite the airs."

"Dare make us wait so long—does he really think he's somebody?"

"Hmph, Emperor's Chosen? Who knows if it's just some trick by the State Religion."

Those who say such things are often the ones who kneel fastest on Mass day.

Suddenly, outside the hall, a burst of powerful music came.

The music style was strange, the melody stirring, but the lyrics were obscure and hard to understand.

"But what is the meaning of my existence~? The obsession that fills my joys and sorrows~"

The singing was high-pitched, with extremely strong penetrating power.

Accompanied by the singing, the heavy Alloy Door of the hall slowly opened.

A figure appeared at the doorway.

"Keli Feng"!

He wore the formal uniform of the Governor of Brevis, with an Eagle Badge pinned to the chest of his deep-blue, gold-trimmed ceremonial robe.

On his head he wore a green Laurel Crown.

It was personally bestowed upon him by Archbishop Goodwin after the Mass ended.

Symbolizing the glory of the "Emperor's Chosen."

At this moment, Lin En stood at the doorway, bathed in light.

The hall's lights shone down from above his head, his black hair drifting slightly, light and shadow shaping his face.

In that instant, Karadong, seated in the main seat, vaguely saw it.

The Emperor's Holy Image.

That solemnity and sanctity carried an indisputable dignity.

"I understand the sea in my heart~"

"Fill it, never to return~"

"Return~"

The music continued.

"Keli Feng" walked into the hall, staggering with each step.

His pace was not fast, but with every step he took, his aura grew more imposing.

His gaze beneath the light and shadow, no one knew where it was directed.

But his figure and presence seemed to proclaim.

He was the true master of this place.

At this moment, the Divine Aspect was fully revealed.

Accompanied by music whose lyrics no one understood but whose momentum was grand.

The nobles present all felt immense pressure.

That pressure did not come from martial force or power.

But was more direct, the suppression of identity.

He was the Emperor's Chosen.

Those seated were mortals.

Just this simple.

On both sides of the long table, the nobles who had just been whispering among themselves now all closed their mouths.

They simply stared blankly at Lin En walking over.

On the main seat, Karadong slowly opened his eyes.

In his green eyes, a glint of sharpness flashed.

He raised the wine cup beside him, sipping a mouthful of pale red liquid.

The movement was unhurried, calm.

Even if you are the Emperor's Chosen, so what?

I, the lofty Supreme King, am hardly an empty name?

Karadong's aged voice rang out in the hall:

"Ah~, the new Governor has arrived."