Chapter 269 Flowers

"Why. Why do you want to do this? I need a reason not to kill you."

"The reason is that we can see the adults and we can kill them."

"We have no weapons, how can we kill the adults?"

"I have me, I think I can do it."

Grenadier 19 sighed and stopped struggling. She closed her eyes and chose to escape the reality that she became a prisoner, although she was forced to become a prisoner by the bastard No. 0.

Everyone was silent. Everyone was tied with iron chains and lying on the cart, but No. 0 might not be able to stand the loneliness.

"I wanted to leave you where you are and deal with those guys by yourself, but you are so stubborn. I'm afraid you will die here after killing everyone below."

"Isn't this good? We can atone for our sins, and these sinners must also atone for their failure to be loyal to the emperor."

Another grenadier responded to No. 0 coldly. It can be heard that he is very unhappy now. After all, he was beaten by those cultists.

"No one is a sinner. They did nothing wrong. They just want to survive."

"We are born sinners!"

No. 0 shook his head. It was obvious that he did not agree with this point of view. He wanted to say something, but the angry grenadier did not give him more opportunities to interrupt. Instead, he talked about why they were sinners and why those who did not resist to death were also traitors.

He struggled hard so that he could lift his body locked in the iron chain and look at No. 0 with his head.

"Please wait a moment."

No. 0 twisted his body and was freed from the restraints without knowing how he did it. He stood up and helped others loosen the chains on their bodies.

A grenadier wanted to break free and jump off the cart, but was pushed back by No. 0.

"Don't do this, or I will knock you out again. Please calm down."

The grenadier looked at No. 0's fist and lay back helplessly.

"Okay, you can continue."

"You...you tied us up?"

"Yes, your skills are pretty good, right? How could those people tie you up? Of course I tied you up."

The grenadier was speechless. He felt that the resentment that he couldn't put to death in his chest was even more severe. He covered his chest in pain and gasped for a few times.

"Okay. Let me tell you why they are sinners."

"We were born in cloning vats and grew up under the adjustment of mechanical priests. We were trained and taught in our hometown. We were born sinners just because our ancestors betrayed the Emperor."

"We survived the training ground in our hometown. Many of my comrades who were born in the same batch died in the radioactive soil of our hometown."

"We went through a long civil war and sent all the traitors, including our hometown, to hell. So why, why are the people on this planet unwilling to make the same sacrifice as us! They did not choose to perish with the traitors! They just survived under the hands of the traitors! They should all be killed! Pay the price for their sins!"

No. 0 looked at the excited grenadiers and just asked lightly.

"What happens after they are killed?"

"That's enough, they have atoned."

"Is that it? Is that enough?"

"What else? Atoning! That's what's needed! Atoning is necessary!"

"What happens after atoning?"

The grenadier was stuck. He had never thought about what would happen after the end of atoning.

"Maybe there is no end to atoning?"

"That proves that the Emperor is a bastard."

Grenadier 19 was lying on the cart. She heard No. 0's disrespectful words to the Emperor, and she felt a little complicated. She turned over so that she could see No. 0.

No. 0 took out a necklace from under his coat, on which was a bloody double-headed eagle statue.

"It's ugly." This was the first reaction of all the grenadiers when they saw the double-headed eagle. Its workmanship was indeed not fine.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that if you are willing to touch it, you will get the answer, I'm serious."

The grenadier looked at No. 0. He looked at the double-headed eagle statue and stretched out his hand, but still didn't touch it.

"We don't need answers. This is everything."

"No, you do."

No. 0 grabbed the grenadier's hand and put the hands of others on the double-headed eagle statue.

The scene in the eyes of all the grenadiers changed rapidly. The chains, carts, and No. 0 that accompanied them all disappeared, replaced by a magnificent and sacred square.

There was no one on the circular platform, only a cold sun hanging high in the center. The sun twisted and changed, turning into a golden figure sitting on the throne.

"Emperor?"

The grenadiers were shocked by such a scene and were at a loss. They stood up stiffly, tiptoed, held their breath, and were afraid that they would desecrate this sacred territory as sinners.

The golden figure seemed to feel them, and he stood up and fell in front of everyone.

"So tall." This was the thought of Grenadier 19. Even if she looked up, she could hardly see the face of the huge golden figure.

The golden figure stretched out his hand, and everyone became even more nervous. They stood on tiptoe and looked straight ahead, with their eyes closed under the gas masks.

They longed to see the Golden Throne and the sacred and great Emperor on the day of atonement, but when they really saw the Emperor, the trembling in their hearts was uncontrollable.

The Emperor's hand did not disperse their figures, but took off their gas masks, revealing their original appearance.

"Haha. What are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Open your eyes."

There was no harsh voice as imagined, and even the political commissar in their regiment spoke seriously.

Grenadier 19 opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man with a tired face looking at her gently. This look almost made Grenadier 19 directly shout the word "father".

The grenadier who argued with No. 0 knelt down. He looked at the Emperor and asked boldly.

"We. Did we do well? Are we your best soldiers?"

"You always are."

The grenadier who received the Emperor's affirmative response felt a wave of pain in his heart. He felt that tears fell from his eyes that shouldn't have. He leaned deeply towards the Emperor, but was lifted up by the Emperor again.

"Then when can we atone for our sins? Have we atone for our sins?"

Grenadier 19 asked this question, which was also what the grenadiers present had always wanted to ask.

"Atonement? There is no end to your sins."

Listening to the Emperor's cold tone, the grenadiers lowered their heads in self-blame. As they expected, their sins were so serious that they would never be fully paid.

"We are sorry. We will continue to atone until all the Kriegs die."

"No, your sin of betrayal was atoned for when you chose to be loyal to the Empire. You have to atone for another sin."

"What?"

The heads of the people raised up. They looked at the Emperor with a slight smile in confusion, watching the Emperor show them a world.

Completely different from their hometown, the ground was not green soil shining with radioactive light, but flat grassland dotted with flowers. The air was not filled with smoke mixed with poisonous gas, but clean air that was so fresh that it made people feel refreshed.

The rivers are so clear, and the flowers underfoot are so lovely.

Grenadier 19 felt yearning, and she suddenly felt that atonement was not all in her life, and she was willing to fight hard for such a beautiful world.

People in the distance did not hide in the holes in the trenches to avoid bombs. They sang in groups of three or two on the grassland, and the children cheered and shouted the names of their fathers and mothers beside them.

"This is your true atonement. Live well after the war and build every world into such a paradise."

The Emperor's voice came again, and he picked a flower and gave it to Grenadier 19 who was still in a daze.

"What if the war will not end?"

Grenadier 19 spoke like a dream, and she took the flowers given by the Emperor, but her eyes still did not move away from that beautiful world.

"I used to think that the war would not end, and there was no end to everything. But now, maybe I can see this day, and soon."

"Because of No. 0?"

"Yes, because of him."

The Emperor gently pushed the Grenadiers into a crack and gave them the last instructions.

"Remember to give yourself a nice name."

The grenadiers disappeared, and the scene returned to silence again. The Emperor sat back on the throne and continued his work.

Extradite souls, maintain the Astronomican, block the rifts on Terra, and rescue some ships trapped in the vortex of the warp. Now he needs to recover.

After a long time, he heard another voice, "You shouldn't do this, at least not now, it will shake their performance on the battlefield."

"No, God Emperor. I think this is good, they will understand with that kid what is really worth protecting."

"Oh? Example?"

"Remember the 37th Regiment? And the priest Delia."

"I remember, she almost fell into the corruption of Slaanesh and Khorne, and I protected her."

"Yes, only the God Emperor can fight against the two evil gods."

"You are really useless."

The Emperor laughed softly a few times. He was not angry or sad because of the God Emperor's dislike. He looked particularly optimistic.

"You don't want to become a cold god, do you? This is the biggest reason why you keep me."

"I agree. To truly become a god would only make me sacrifice all humans, just like Slaanesh devouring the Eldar. But that's not the point. Examples, I need examples."

"You'll know later."

".That's why I hate you. The human side always likes to play such meaningless jokes."

The consciousness of the God-Emperor overwhelmed the Emperor. He should do these daily tasks. The Emperor only needs to show up when he should.

Instead of wasting the remaining humanity, he would be worn down bit by bit into a truly ruthless god.

There are many sub-human races in the Empire. As long as you are willing to be loyal to the Empire and not engage in chaos, you can actually be accepted. But the Empire also has sub-humans like human-headed cats.