367. The red one has a foolish heart

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Magnus moved slightly, and Hades, who was holding his chin opposite him, remained motionless, but his wandering eyes were immediately fixed on Magnus.

Magnus stopped moving again. Hades blinked and changed to a comfortable position lying on the table. He was wondering whether to apply for a small lathe to be brought over, otherwise Hades's life in the past few months would be Eat and watch over Magnus.

Hades thought boredly, how about bringing some books over.

Magnus is in jail, and Hades, who is guarding him, is in another kind of jail.

It has been more than ten days, and Hades has memorized the order list of dishes in the dining hall on the Emperor's Dream.

Of course, Hades has been in decline in the past ten days, while Magnus has not touched a drop of water, but given the physique of the original body, Hades is not worried at all about Magnus' sudden death.

It would be great if Magnus had always been so "silent and well-behaved". At the critical moment, the Emperor would directly throw Magnus out in this state, and then use his psychic powers in any way.

But it was a pity that Magnus spoke. The original body's dull and cracked lips were torn, blood gushed out, and his hoarse voice was like a mummy.

【……Who are you? 】

Hades sat up straight, staring at Magnus with bright eyes. He didn't want to answer, but he remembered Malcador's instructions.

Hades thought for a moment, and finally he spoke calmly,

"Your watcher, Hades."

Magnus shuddered slightly, and a small wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth,

[A stupid question. 】

He said softly, and Hades knew that Magnus was mocking him. After these words, Magnus fell into a long silence again, and Hades raised his head and once again strengthened the black zone alert.

After these words, after the fifth meal delivery, on the third day, Magnus tried to communicate with Hades again.

Maybe he couldn't help but keep silent. As of now, Hades believes that the only Primarch who can remain silent for a long time is Mortarion. Most Primarchs will have some desire to talk and curiosity.

【Have you been there all along? 】

Hades blinked silently, and Magnus seemed to be asking a question that would help escape from prison, but since Magnus could no longer see anything, and he did not use psychic powers...then the rest of the original body His senses were helping him judge.

Hades looked away boredly,

"Sometimes I'm not here."

It was a lie, he had always said it, to deceive Magnus.

Magnus frowned slightly,

【You are always there. 】

he said firmly.

Hades raised his eyebrows,

"So? You want to escape from prison-"

【No! I will never, I will never do anything again! 】

Magnus' high-pitched voice immediately interrupted Hades's words, but he instantly became pale and weak again. He murmured as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he could only murmur a few broken words.

Hades sighed,

"That sounds like a good thing, for everybody."

Magnus was stuck, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said with a trembling voice,

[Emperor...How is the Emperor now? 】

Hades thought for a while. He remembered the emperor's performance at that time and Malcador's words. Hades said indifferently,

"Probably quite angry, and maybe a little sad."

He watched Magnus clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, his whole body trembling slightly, and even his messy hair was shaking.

[...I don't want to...I don't want to...I never wanted to hurt him. 】

After saying the last words, Magnus was almost broken.

Hades stared at Magnus and he said softly,

"Then why didn't you listen to him?"

【Because there is nothing we can do! 】

An off-key shout sounded, and Magnus yelled at Hades, but then he lowered his head irritably like a prisoner animal,

[No one can save the Thousand Sons except me—not even the Emperor, nor Malcador. At that time, there were only a thousand people left in the entire legion! 】

Hades blinked calmly, stood up, stepped forward to the iron bars, and compressed the black domain. If it were not for the restriction and weakening of the Emperor, it would still be difficult for him to suppress Magnus's soul fire.

"So is this why you sold your soul and the Legion's future to the devil?"

[I don’t know—I didn’t know it would be like this! He didn't show me this? ! 】

Magnus shouted uncontrollably,

【I never thought of this! I knew it was dangerous, but I was at the end of my rope! I thought this was the whole price! 】

Magnus pointed to his eye, but unfortunately it was just a deposit.

In order to calm down the shouting original body and stop disturbing public order, Hades stretched out his hand, grabbed the iron chain wrapped around the iron railing, and roughly smashed it on the railing.

The sound of chains clashing did a good job of calming the roaring Primarch, and Magnus regained consciousness of where he was.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Hades frowned and said,

"I'm not a decision-maker, I'm just a janitor. Just tell the emperor."

He watched as Magnus's face suddenly turned pale, and the primarch instantly lost his strength.

[No, no...he will not forgive me. 】

Hades continued to ask patiently,

"Does he know what you just said?"

[He...I think he should know, he saw everything. 】

Magnus croaked,

"Then what did he say?"

Magnus's lips twitched twice, as if he was caught in painful memories, and the original body began to scratch his scalp and tear his hair like a failed and collapsed person.

【No……】

Magnus said bitterly.

Hades sighed, he did not want Magnus to fall into extreme emotions, which is the most taboo situation for psykers.

"Okay, you're not dead yet."

He said comfortingly,

"Your legion...the honest and kind-hearted warriors will not be imprisoned. The empire still needs warriors who can use psychic powers."

Talk of the Heir took Magnus away from the painful meeting for a moment, and Hades couldn't help but wonder what the Emperor had done to Magnus.

Magnus covered his face in frustration, burying himself in the shadows.

[I hurt them...I thought...]

Hades walked back to sit again, still sitting comfortably.

"Think of something else. It's useless for you to suffer now. The fact is settled - unless the Emperor orders you to work."

[Father still needs me? ! 】

Magnus's scream almost shook Hades from his chair. Hades stood up angrily and kicked on the iron fence, warning the original body to keep down.

"Otherwise, why would he keep you alive?! Could it be that he really likes to see you suffer all the time?!"

The Emperor was a tyrant, but he was a utilitarian tyrant. If he had time and a large army to look at Magnus, it would be better to just kill him and send his troops to work elsewhere.

However, the confusion on Magnus's face told Hades that this was what the Primarch thought.

Hades took a deep breath,

"When did you develop the image of the Emperor as someone who enjoys tormenting others, Magnus? Or do you prefer—"

【No! Never! 】

Magnus immediately retorted, hesitantly trying to explain.

[This is just, this is just - this is common sense! Inflict punishment on the sinner! 】

"Can your dad explain it with common sense?!"

Hades kicked the iron fence again, trying to get Magnus to keep his voice down.

Magnus screamed strangely, like a big parrot suddenly stuck in his throat,

[You, you, what do you call him? 】

Hades recalled it briefly, and then realized that he had let it slip.

Hades said seriously,

"I say, Your Majesty the Great Emperor."

[That’s not what you said just now, you said...]

Hades shouted irritably, his voice now louder than Magnus's,

"I know! Why are you yelling so loudly?! Even if you report it to him and I scold him, he won't be able to reduce your sentence! Just stay still, Magnus!"

He watched with satisfaction as Magnus choked and looked aggrieved without saying a word.

Hades turned around and sat back again, and now he gained a moment of peace.

Until Magnus' weak voice sounded again,

[…Who are you, Hades? 】

"I am Hades."

Hades answered fluently, and he looked at Magnus thinking irritably,

[What is your relationship with the Emperor? Similar to - similar to Malcador? 】

Hades thought for a moment. He didn't want to be like Malcador, who looked like he had a weak kidney and approved official documents every day, but many times he did hang out with Malcador.

"almost?"

[…Are you the most powerful soulless person? 】

Hades narrowed his eyes,

"You've crossed a line, Magnus."

Magnus was silent for a long time before he gritted his teeth and spoke again, as if he had made a lot of determination.

[If you are like Malcador...then tell me...what should I...what should I do? 】

Hades spoke casually,

"Stay here, don't do anything, listen to him honestly, don't think blindly, and be especially careful not to touch the subspace."

He stared at Magnus;

"I suppose the Emperor never wanted you to touch those things - he thought you were the superior one."

Magnus looked like he was about to faint, and Hades continued as if he hadn't seen him,

"...You have to lower your expectations. Everything will never go back to the glorious past. He is cleaning up your mess now. All you can do is don't create new messes for him."

Hades watched Magnus shrink like an inflated balloon deflating. Finally, Magnus said as if he was giving up on himself,

[He now wants me to live and do nothing. 】

"right."

Magnus took a deep breath, and the Primarch panted violently.

[Then what did he see for me? 】

Hades said speechlessly,

"How do I know what he showed you."

But he was answered by Magnus's silence, and the Primarch seemed to realize that asking Hades for such a thing would have no answer.

Hades silently looked away,

"Um...do you still need to eat? If so, I'll ask them to deliver food."

The Emperor probably didn't know that Hades had cut off the Primarch's meal. After all, Hades looked at Magnus from the past few days and didn't seem to want to eat.

He was answered by a confused Magnus.

Hades suddenly realized why Magnus thought the Emperor would abuse prisoners.

3k, gone. By the way, I actually made up for it a few days ago, but I didn’t write it down.

(End of chapter)