Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 255 Wild Geese

"Huh?!" Howard was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step towards Mei. His first thought was that he had misheard: "What did you say?"

"I'm going to attack you again!" The nun said, deliberately slowing down her pace and emphasizing her voice. "I might attack you again. To be more precise, I might attack you, Miss Mei."

"Battle Sister, why is this happening?" Howard asked.

"If this thing is important to both humans and the Eldar, then as an Imperial soldier, I cannot sit idly by and watch it fall into the hands of a race other than humans." The nun said, looking at Mei: "Even you."

"Miss Mei, now you know that we also need this thing, but you shouldn't be so kind as to give it to us, right?" asked the nun.

"Miss Gloria, please calm down." Mei didn't respond to the nun's question, but simply advised, "It won't be good for us to fight now."

And Mei's words are enough to explain her attitude.

"I've tried to communicate." The nun glanced at Howard, her expression showing a hint of helplessness. Then she said, "I don't want to hurt you, so could you please move aside?"

Then her eyes locked onto Mei, while her right hand slowly reached for her weapon, like a cowboy before a duel.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Howard stood between the nun and May and made a stop gesture.

He had no doubt that if he really slipped away, the two would really fight to the death on the spot, but at this moment, in his opinion, the situation was far from being a life-and-death fight.

"Can I have a word?" Howard asked.

"That's fine with me," the nun replied, then she looked at Mei again: "What about you?"

"I agree," May replied.

"Go ahead," the nun said to Howard, who was caught in the middle.

"Sister, there's a fable in my hometown... You know what it is, right?" Howard raised his hands to show he wasn't threatening, and slowly approached the nun. "The fable is about a pair of brothers who were skilled in archery. One day, they saw a flock of geese flying across the sky... Geese are a kind of flying, edible bird in my hometown... So the elder brother drew his bow and arrow, saying he wanted to roast the goose. But the younger brother, upon hearing this, stopped him and said he wanted to stew it. Neither side could convince the other, so they ended up fighting. Sister, do you think there's something wrong between these two brothers?"

"Can't they be half roasted and half stewed?" the nun wondered. "If they're good archers, they could even shoot a few more!"

"That's right!" Howard applauded. "But you seem to have overlooked a more important issue—shouldn't they shoot down the geese first and then consider how to distribute them?"

After hearing this story, the nun was stunned at first, then confused, and then when she realized that Howard was mocking her through this story, a rare trace of shame appeared on her face, and in the end, she actually laughed.

Although he laughed at himself for being stupid, this was the first time Howard saw positive emotions on this crazy woman's face in such a long time.

The nun put away her attacking stance and apologized to Howard and May: "I...ahem...I was too impulsive. I shouldn't have done that. I sincerely apologize to you."

"Small problem." Howard's raised hand finally landed on the nun's shoulder armor. Howard patted the nun on the shoulder and said, "Your progress is greater than that of a fish crawling onto land."

"Fish...fish crawling onto land? What does that mean? Why do you say that?" The nun was confused.

"In my hometown, this is a compliment, used to praise someone for making obvious progress in a certain area." Howard made up a reason to explain without changing his expression.

The Warhammer world probably doesn't have the same theory of human origin as in reality, so it's natural that the nun didn't understand what Howard said.

Both sides laid down their weapons, and Howard breathed a sigh of relief. However, considering the nun's performance at the beginning, it might not be an exaggeration to say that this crazy woman's progress is comparable to a fish crawling onto land.

"So there's only one question left," Howard said.

"What's the problem?" the nun and the elf asked at the same time.

"The reason we're here," Howard said. "At this point, no one would believe we were teleported here by coincidence. So why are we here? Discovering the traces of the battle just now might be one of the reasons, but if that's the only reason, then it's a bit of a stretch."

"what do you mean……"

"This place," Howard pointed at the ground. "Besides what we've already discovered, there must be something important here that we haven't discovered yet. Behind every human-driven initiative, there must be someone who benefits. This is the fundamental reason behind it. And so far, who has benefited from teleporting us here?"

"You and the nun may be the beneficiaries at the moment. The nun knows the inside story and you know where what you are looking for is. But do you think it was your people who designed to send us here?" Howard asked.

Mei shook her head in denial.

Howard looked at the nun again, and the nun also shook her head.

"So, at best, you can only be considered indirect beneficiaries. The direct beneficiaries haven't appeared yet, and neither has the entity driving all this. So..." Howard pointed forward, like a captain giving orders: "Forward! Forward, by any means necessary."

But neither the nun nor May moved. Howard posed awkwardly for a moment, then lowered his hand and asked, "Um...what's wrong?"

"Actually, before you make your analysis, we just happen to have something that requires your decision." Mei said, making way.

What Howard needed to decide was also very simple: at this time they encountered a fork in the road, and five or six different passages intersected in this area. As for which road was correct or which road was valuable, no one could say for sure.

They didn't have the energy or time to explore every passage, and based on Howard's experience playing similar sandbox maze games, usually after a fork in the road, there would be another fork in the road soon after. Once you made a choice at a fork in the road, it would be difficult to return to explore other areas unless you teleported back to the starting point and started over.

After a little thought, Howard chose a path: "This one."

The reason why he chose this road was very simple. According to the detection of the nun's helmet, the identity codes of the Astra Militarum were the most densely packed on this road, which meant that the most Astra Militarum soldiers died on this road.

A team encountered orcs underground. The most likely direction of their movement would be to return along the original route and fight while retreating, or to break out to the target location.

Under the assumption that these Astra Militarum troops have already obtained what they want, their most likely direction of breakthrough is the exit.

So no matter what the situation is, it is more valuable to follow the route where the corpse is than to wander around aimlessly.