Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 361 True Vision

"Miss Mei." While waiting for the communication to be established, the nun found the Eldar who had always fought alongside her:

"Thank you." The nun extended her hand to Mei. "I know some of our requests are very excessive for you. I am very grateful for your understanding... I am also glad that we are not enemies in the end."

Mei also stretched out her hand, and the two hands were firmly clasped together.

"Me too." The elf gave a faint smile.

But at this moment, the earth shook again, and dust blew up across the desert.

"Damn it! It's those orcs!"

Esrick was the first to understand all this, and he turned back, but halfway around he turned back and said to the nun:

"Sister, I need you to come with me to the Crimson Sword to stop the orcs!"

"He's right, Sister, you should go with him." Howard also said.

"I refuse," the nun said.

Here, Gloria was smart for once. She realized that the young man wanted to protect her.

No one knew when the negotiations would begin, nor whether they would succeed. If they succeeded, that would be fine, but what if they failed? What would the nun do?

Whether she stays or not will not affect the outcome of the negotiations, but the outcome of the negotiations will have a profound impact on her, and Esrick did this to keep her away from the subsequent troubles.

"I refuse. I can't play any role on the Crimson Sword. I want to stay here."

"Heltala, I command you in the name of Governor Karenya! Return to the team!"

But the nun simply took off her military badge, removed Durandal, and then, holding the holy sword in both hands, handed it back to the young governor along with the military badge.

"My battle with the orcs is over, but my fight is not." The nun held up the holy sword with both hands and said, "Durandar, I serve my master. I will stay and do what I should do. If you disagree, you can remove my rank."

Esrick looked at the nun with the same ferocious look he had given Nakhimov, and the wind and sand raged between them.

But after seeing that he could not sway the nun, the young man's eyes gradually softened. He walked up to the nun and took back Durandal, but left the nun's military emblem.

After getting Durandal back, the Governor left without saying a word, but was stopped by the nun again.

"Hey!" The nun called out to Esrick, but he didn't turn around.

"You are a good governor," said the nun.

Esrick waved his hand behind his back to the nun, then broke into a sprint, returning to the Thunderhawk.

After the green Thunderhawk carrying the Governor took off, many soldiers from the temporarily stationed troops were transferred to the helipad.

They flew to the Crimson Sword in other aircraft and participated in the battle to intercept the Ork spacecraft.

But as the nun said, without boarding operations, too many internal troops will not significantly improve the strength of a warship.

Esrick did this perhaps out of his final selfish motive.

He used this excuse to take away most of the garrisons on the ground, so that even if the negotiations failed and the two sides fought, the Eldar would at least have a chance to escape.

Imperial interests come first, but in most cases this is just a slogan that is shouted but not put into practice.

Many times, the main purpose of some nobles' actions is not to put the interests of the empire first, but to make others think that they are putting the interests of the empire first.

At least for now, Esrick is not particularly concerned about whether the empire can obtain this energy source. He knows very well that the empire will not prosper because of obtaining this energy source, nor will it be destroyed because of losing this energy source.

He just hoped his friend wouldn't get hurt.

He has made the greatest concessions and efforts within his duties.

As the Governor left, the Mechanical Sage, Nasimov and Jasmine, who had been following him, also boarded the aircraft to the Crimson Sword.

"You should have left with him," Howard said. "It would have been better for you."

"I know," the nun replied. "I appreciate it, but I don't accept it."

There are some things in this world that cannot be distinguished as right or wrong, but there are always some people who, after knowing this, still stick to their inner principles and never waver.

Howard nodded and said nothing more.

He looked at the trails left by the aircraft carrying the Governor and the Mechanical Sage, and the aircraft that rose into the sky after them, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality in his heart.

That mechanical sage, just... gave up?

Of course, Howard could come up with many reasons and excuses for the Mechanical Sage's calm performance, such as he was the only expert who had conducted the most in-depth research on this energy source. No matter whether this energy source finally belonged to humans or the elves, they would have to seek his help if they wanted to do further research.

He is confident and can certainly sit back and wait for the price to rise.

Then Howard looked at his hand again. The thing that caused all the trouble on the planet was still the same as when Howard first saw it.

His feeling of unreality grew worse.

Looking back at everything that had happened since he came to this planet, it seemed as if everything had been building up to this moment.

To get him this thing.

It's a curse...

It will give you some of what you want, but it will take away more...

Stay away from your employer, and preferably never have anything to do with him again...

Harden's words couldn't help but echo in Howard's ears.

Howard's hand holding the container trembled slightly. He felt the object in his hand getting heavier and hotter, but he seemed to be sleep paralyzed and unable to move. His eyes were fixed on the ball of faint blue fluorescence.

Howard began to feel dizzy. In his eyes, the light from inside the container kept approaching and expanding, eventually occupying his entire vision.

Then, the ball of light began to twist, eventually turning into a deep vortex, and his consciousness seemed to be sucked into a deep well. He kept sinking, sinking, with whispers and giggles echoing in his ears.

Deep in the well, he saw an eye slowly open and look at him.

"Mr. Howard?"

Just at this moment, May patted Howard's shoulder.

"what!"

Howard screamed and broke free from the sleep paralysis state, then threw away the energy element in his arms.

May was startled by Howard's reaction, then asked with a look of concern on her face.

"Haah...haah..."

Howard gasped for breath. He looked around and saw that there were still humans and elves around him. He was still in the endless yellow sand.

There were bursts of thunder above his head. No, that was not thunder, it was the artillery fire released by the Crimson Sword to block the orc spaceship.

Everything seemed so normal, as if what he had just seen was just an illusion.

The energy source thrown by Howard fell to the ground, but no one or the Eldar came to pick it up.

Its ownership has yet to be determined, and Howard is its sole custodian at this time.

So Howard suppressed the feeling of unreality in his heart and walked over to pick up the container.

At this moment, the disappeared Sir Regen came over again and said to everyone:

"The communication channel has been established. You can speak to the Imperial Regent at any time."