《40 Thousand Reasons》Lesson - Ch 140
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After the meal with the Governor was over, I stayed for a nice bottle of wine and a relaxing chat in front of fireplace, which even had a gigantic beast fur laid in front of it. Very promising.
"So why do I get this honor, my lord? I heard that you caught Gregor Vandis, just before he managed to run away with all the stolen riches from my planet." Lady Derosa murmured with a worried glance towards the Inquisitor.
"I did, and thus came in conflict with the Blood Ravens, who also claim ownership over some relics. Including Chaos-tainted artifacts, that had to be destroyed. I and my Astartes are all Blanks, which means were are immune to corruption, but that's quite the exception among humanity. I also believe that Chaos incursions will continue in this sector, and where else would they strike than at the leadership, the noble houses?" I asked rhetorically, while the blonde woman paled and gulped some more wine for courage.
"Our faith in the Emperor will keep us safe, and perhaps your troops." the Governor murmured in a hopeful voice.
I smiled gently. "There is a simpler solution, and quite a pleasant one. I will be available to impregnate most of the noble daughters with Blank children, and thus create a ruling class immune to Chaos." I commented with a knowing glance towards the welcoming fur.
The woman blushed fiercely, and then turned towards the Inquisitor. "Is that all right, Lady Kalistradi?" she asked in a shy voice.
"We don't have that long, Lord Pef. I already feel the Silence in the Warp, reducing my abilities and giving me nausea. Perhaps a month." Adria said with a soft voice, and sipped fruit juice instead. I kinda guessed the nausea was not the Silence's fault.
"... Here?" Elena Derosa asked while her hands were already unconsciously unbuttoning her uniform.
I swiped the fur into my tesseract and then stole the Governor as well. "I do believe my bed will be much more appropriate. What do you say Adria?"
"I don't care, as long as I get a few rounds." the black-haired beauty explained and massaged her breasts teasingly.
Well then. Time to do my fucking duty then. And Rose might wanna watch or even join in...which would be great too.
Much later, Lady Elena returned to her apartments quite tired, while Adria and Rose stayed in my bed to explore my talents in depth.
"So why are we here, Pef? Except saving a Hive World from Tyranids." my stern lover asked while massaging my glands.
"I need Blood Ravens' geneseed, to obtain psyker Librarians for my Chapter. I am quite certain that it's the geneseed itself that turns feral boys into Gamma-level psykers." I explained with a wry voice, and relaxed under her pleasant ministrations.
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Rose exchanged a look with Adria, and drew closer, pressing her breasts in my face while Adria took over the massage. "Tell me more." she demanded in a throaty voice.
Damn the Inquisition! Such torture was impossible to resist!
They listen to my plan, and fine-tuned it to be legal and less risky.
"You better hope the Ordo Hereticus sends a woman, and one...very amenable to your charms, my love. This plan of yours might turn into a disaster otherwise." Rose grumbled as she rested on my chest.
I hoped so as well, counting on my knowledge of the events around Aurelia and the Blood Ravens. It was always possible that things will turn out different, especially with the Eldar Farseer Idranel involved.
This Farseer will join my collection when I found her, as she was surely around somewhere, using the turmoil on Meridian to draw the Hive Fleet towards the Imperium.
Over the next two weeks, Elena kept inviting noble daughters to visit her, and then they got simply ordered by an Inquisitor to bear my children and promote them inside their Houses, the Blanks most of all.
We managed to score about 50 of them, before another Navy battlecruiser arrived in the system, carrying Inquisitor Adrastia and her retinue of witch hunters and Interrogators.
Strangely, there was a locked adamantium vault deep inside this spaceship, holding a young woman in a stasis pod, and the stasis pod bound with a hundred purity seals and phase-iron chains.
A mystery for another day.
Right now, Commissar Cain was tasked with receiving and offering his suspicions, backed by a couple of Blood Ravens marines sharing his accusation.
"Return to your duties, Commissar. I shall interrogate these witnesses myself." the Inquisitor demanded with a deep frown, and locked her cold blue eyes on Captain Angelos.
I just laid in bed, while sweet Elena was riding me in glorious ecstasy. The blonde Governor was not the first nor the last noble woman to give herself to me, but I would do everything I could to keep her, and my future children safe.
An official marriage would not be possible, but she could receive a bodyguard and techpriest expertise to raise her world to the peak of productivity and civilization.
Even simply repairing the underhive conduits and algae farms would allow the world to double its population in a few decades, while cleansing the gangs and opening new weapons factories would provide increase exports and profit.
The nearby Forge World Accatran was asked to help set up shipyards for system corvettes and mining spaceships, as well as manufactoriums for Armed Sentinels and Tarantula turrets.
My own techpriests from Retribution would train and consecrate a million new techpriests here, to produce Weasels and interceptor fighters, and just like that, Meridian would soon be able to export mechanized regiments wherever they were needed.
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Nothing too high-tech, but thousands of Imperial Guard regiments armed with light tanks and walkers were much better than simple infantry regiments with puny lasguns and bayonets.
"You go and help Inquisitor Adrastia, my love. Make sure you take the Deathwatch and the Silent Sisters." I sent to my dear Rose, who was lounging in my armchair and enjoying the show.
"Damn horny lover. You had six women today!" Rose grumbled as she grabbed her staff and vanished in a flash of purple light.
I shrugged inward and continued my fucking job.
On the outskirts of the system, my cruisers armed with Nova Cannons were already skirmishing with the first bioships, cutting of a small Hive tendril heading towards Typhon_Primaris, and testing the new weapons. With increased range and power, the Long Lances on the cruisers allowed the ships to engage and harass the Tyranids without much danger, a hundred Lamenter and Lancefire cruisers easily terminating a thousand bioships in a single day.
After my dear Governor crashed on top of me exhausted, my spear sprang back, ready to fight again.
"Is it my turn now?" Sister Alana asked in a hungry voice, trying to sound sultry, but failing so cutely.
I sent Elena back to her own bed to rest, and waved Alana closer. "Your turn for what, my dear?" I asked teasingly.
"You meanie Astartes! Always teasing me, even when I'm on bodyguard duty." the vocal Silent Sister grumbled as she took off her armor and jumped in my bed, to guard my body closely.
Rafen passed a throne coin to Ludvaius, no doubt paying some secret debt among them, making the Veteran grin at me and hold his thumb up. "I've bet a throne you'll reach seven women one day, Captain. Took you a couple of years, but you finally managed." the powerful warmachine explained over the Manifold connection.
Well, I guess they would get bored watching me bang women over so many decades.
"One of you will need to remain on Meridian for a couple of decades. Guard my children until they grow up and gain power over the Hive World." I sent as a reply, while I pampered sweet Alana with kisses.
Ludvaius nodded slowly. "It would be my honor, Captain. Perhaps you'll reach eight women by then."
I sighed inward, sad to part with him. But two Blood Angel bodyguards were rather wasted on me now, and the presence of Ludvaius would entrench Elena as a planetary Governor even in front of other Astartes or techpriests or Ministorum adepts.
While Alana enjoyed bodyguarding me, I kept watch on my Rose and the swift and brutal manner in which she and Lady Adrastia confronted the corrupted Chapter Master and executed him.
From there, the purging spread among corrupted Blood Raven Librarians and Chaplains, and then to their connections among House Vandis of the former Governor.
A Noble House was a large entity, comparable to a national government on Earth. Purging and rounding up the traitors took an entire week, even with the aid of the local Adeptus Arbites, the Inqusition's own troops and a company of Lamenter Terminators backed by fifty Lamenter techmarines to provide perimeter security with their mobile Guardian turrets.
It would have been my right to confiscate some of the loot, but I did not, not even relics and Astartes armor.
Instead, I demanded a hundred ampules of Blood Raven gene-seed for my own Librarians, and denied their Chapter further involvement on Meridian.
The new Chapter Master was not too happy, but he relented in the end.
"I feel we got played by you and the Inquisition, Master Lancefire. You should have let us deal with the traitors ourselves." the grizzly old veteran muttered with a cold voice.
"I just learned from my mistakes, Master Angelos. As did you I suppose. I heard you released a Greater Demon with that big hammer of yours. Smashing things is not always the better option." I commented wryly, as this idiot did indeed release a demon by crushing the Maledictum artifact.
"Do not try to shame me, Lord Lancefire! And a hundred gene-seeds is too much, as we're too recovering from losing so many Battle-Brothers and Librarians." Gabriel Angelos exclaimed a bit outraged.
I nodded in agreement. "What I can offer, is a hundred Blank recruits in a decade. Also Blank ship Captains for your spaceships. At least with them, you'll be certain they will never fall to Chaos."
The Blood Raven glanced behind me, where my sons were arrayed in powerful Terminator armors, immune to Chaos and most mortal weapons.
"Why a decade?" he asked curious.
"Blanks are few and they need to produce offspring of their own, before being sent to die as Astartes." I answered with a shrug and walked away.
In my rooms, I found Rose and Adrastia discussing the topic of the day, me.
"I'd have thought you'll be eager to leave my presence, Lady Adrastia." I murmured as I began taking off my power armor.
The pretty Inqusitor smiled coyly and unbuttoned her own leather uniform, showing off a boob window, under the leather jacket.
I blinked and checked with Rose.
"Turns out Lady Adrastia wants a Blank daughter too." my lover explained with a smirk.
I jumped in my bed and checked the new conquest, as Adrastia peeled off the black leathers of her job. "You can leave your hat on" I demanded on a whim.
It was a quote from the classics, after all.
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