A man walked up the aisle, tall and casual.
"Haoma?"
"I've been looking for you for a long time, so I guessed you would be here."
"What's wrong?"
"Have you forgotten? Uncle Rozim invited us to be his guests."
At this moment, Bahram remembered that he still had a party——
It was still an ordinary day on the bottom deck of the Unbound Soul, and the tall dome still shone with a monotonous yellow-green light, looking like an untuned viewing screen.
Lead-gray dust is constantly floating down, accumulating on the exterior decoration of the house, on the wrought iron drainage pipes, on the brass eaves, on the skeletal steps and on the lancet windows.
But it was warm in the streets. Underneath the living quarters on the lower deck, ancient pipes pump warm air into thermal pits under the road, where the heat circulates at a height of about ten meters.
In the private box of Panjie Shop, Loken opened his Adeptus Mechanicus robe, took a sip of beer, and then leaned on the wrought iron chair.
The owner of this shop likes iron things very much.
It can be said that everything they make is made of iron. Even in terms of taste, this beer is also made of iron.
Loken felt that he had relaxed for the first time in the past few months. The purgatory of Armageddon filled with mud, rats and barrages had long been left behind, although he was often distracted by the cannons in his dreams at night. Awakened by the bombing, but with a beer, a seat, a warm and friendly street - Loken felt reborn.
Suddenly, someone obviously much bigger than him blocked the light.
"Priest Loken, are you here too?"
Loken tilted his head and squinted at the soldier with a calm face, the strongest Astartes recruit.
"Why am I not here? I also have shares in Rozim's store. He has made so much money this time. Is it okay to ignore me?"
"I heard that Uncle Rozim went to the ground."
Bahram said tiredly, sitting on a chair nearby.
"Hey, you just know that that guy used some means to get a lot of wealth, and now he is a rich man."
"Sounds like some stories."
Hao Mo also sat down and picked up a glass of beer.
As the clocks adjusted to daytime, the lights on every street turned on automatically.
"By the way, Priest Loken, I heard that you followed the chapter leader underground?"
"Well, yes, it's right under the Hades hive."
"What happened to you?"
"What else could there be? A smelly green-skinned, nervous Eldar, but there is a pretty Eldar girl who seems to be quite familiar with the Chapter Master..."
"Huh? There is such a thing."
Hao Mo leaned his head with interest.
"Please tell me the specific situation, Priest Loken."
Loken glanced at the other person.
"This may involve confidentiality."
"Then just tell me something that's not confidential."
"But, um..."
"what?"
Loken thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Nothing you can say is interesting. The rest will be known naturally when you climb to the command level in the future."
"Ham, doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?"
"Haomo, don't embarrass Priest Loken. We have already violated the ban by coming today."
Bahram drank an empty glass and dropped a coin on the glass table next to the empty cup, but the coin did not fall, but stood upright on the table.
Just like how he feels now.
"The battle group only gave us four days to rest, and then we have to return to combat readiness. However, there are rules for rest. We must maintain certain behaviors, not disturb other crew members, and limit the use of mortal entertainment facilities. And it’s expressly forbidden to leave the upper deck, this is a place we shouldn’t be in the first place.”
Hao Mo nodded:
"Yes, but Uncle Rozim has taken good care of us all these years, hasn't he?"
Bahram was about to say something, but sighed.
"Yes, so we're here anyway."
"But I think he will invite others."
"You mean..."
Suddenly, the door opened again, and the two brothers Oscar and Zod walked in.
"Let me tell you."
As expected, several new recruits arrived one after another, all of whom had a relatively good relationship with Rozim.
"Have a party, boys! For the warband and victory, and for the temporarily paralyzed Emperor!"
When the door opened for the last time, Rozim appeared in a funny dress, followed by a man covered in airtight overalls and pushing a cart full of drinks and food.
The room suddenly erupted with cheers and applause. Logically speaking, the victory celebration banquet would not begin until the return to the home planet, but that might take several months, so Rozim held a small banquet for these recruits in advance.
"Boys! You did a good job in this battle. You must have killed a lot of big green heads!"
Rozim turned around, took the bottle and threw it into the crowd.
Bahram took the bottle and took a sip, discovering that it was actually a very high-end alcohol, not the low-quality beer Rozim sold in the store.
He took a look at the packaging of the wine bottle. Although he didn't recognize the brand on it, 37 he knew it at this time.
This turned out to be a collection that spanned nearly four hundred years!
"Uncle Rozim, how...how did you get these?"
Rozim grinned and winked at him with his right eye.
"secret."
"Rozim, I heard you made a lot of money this time."
Loken lit a high-end cigar and took a puff of it with great enjoyment. This cigar was produced in the Obscurity Sector, and its price was equivalent to three or four high-end servitors.
"so far so good."
Rozim shook his collar, intentionally or unintentionally revealing a rare metal necklace as thick as his thumb, and a bright stone as big as an egg. This mineral is extremely rare and is a necessary material for making advanced laser weapons. It is almost completely mechanical. Teach monopoly.
"Last time you said you wanted to sponsor a project for me——"
"Say it again, say it again."
Suddenly, Loken noticed the man behind Rozim. That guy was also a big guy, just shy of a Space Marine.
"When did you fix Ogryn's body? And wrapped it up."
"He, one of my new followers, will stay here for now. I plan to get a separate boat and let him drive it."
"Hey, you think he's still a driver? What's his name?"
"My name is Zhe Zhe Bron."
"Why doesn't he speak...?"
"Mute, don't ask so many questions."
At this moment, the doorbell of the box suddenly rang, and everyone stopped moving.
"Huh? Didn't I tell them not to disturb you?"
Rozim thought it was a waiter at first, so he walked towards the door. Loken also stood up and followed him.
"Who's knocking on the door?"
Hao Mo put down his wine glass and looked at the door curiously.
Bahram suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"Oh, could it be Robin?"
Hao Mo suddenly clapped his hands, then laughed and said:
"Uncle Rozim actually invited Robin as a supporting guest!"
Robin is recognized as a cold-faced person. It is difficult to see him in almost all non-training or combat activities. He is a very isolated person most of the time.
If Rozim hired him, that would be big news.
But Bahram shook his head.
"It doesn't have to be Robin."
Rozim had already touched the door handle, and Loken read a word behind him.
"push."
The moment he opened the door, all Rozim saw was Soshyan's livid face and Talos's evil smile——
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