Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 503 Entrustment

The guy that Hildra was referring to was naturally the Lord of Mankind.

This would be a fatal question at any time. If it were defined by the loyalists of the Empire, any Imperial personnel who heard this question should have immediately killed the person who said it, and then embarked on a long atonement expedition to seek forgiveness for their sins from the Emperor. But at this moment, Hildra said it nonchalantly in front of a Primarch.

"Do you hate him?" Hildra asked. "You could have been freer and greater beings, but that fellow forcibly bound you to human bodies, making you his weapons. And you can sense, right? He truly has no feelings for any of you brothers. The so-called kinship is just a pretense of control over you."

"So, did you ever hate him?" Hildra asked.

If an ordinary person said this, Khan would definitely think that the other person was a lobbyist sent by Chaos to deceive him, but for Hildra, it was different.

"I hate that guy," Khan replied, "but that's not why. Personally, that's the only thing I'm grateful to him for."

Hildra's eyebrows rose slightly, but she didn't interrupt the Khan.

"I am human. I have always been human." Khan looked at the ceiling, as if lost in memory. "When my people were oppressed and massacred, when I needed strength the most, I discovered that I happened to possess this power. So I was able to fight for my people and protect them from oppression and slaughter. Later, I realized that there were many more compatriots suffering in the universe, and I also had the power to liberate them and fight for them. For this, I feel fortunate. Therefore, only on this point, I thank him."

Hearing this answer, Hildra's eyes flickered slightly, and then she took out a leather bag of kums from her dimensional pocket and handed it to Khan.

Khan: "Why do you still have it?"

Hildras: "I stole two bags of wine from your child, so I put two bottles of wine in exchange."

"Those fish-like creatures!" the Khan laughed. "I'll teach them a lesson when I get out."

As usual, Hildra and Khan drank this bag of Kums together, but unlike the beginning when they drank half the bag in one gulp, this time they took turns drinking it.

After drinking about a third of the bag of wine, Hildra put down the bag, burped a little, and said:

"I've decided. I'm going to follow that guy to the Chaos flagship."

"You don't have to do this," the Khan said. "The future the Archangel sees has no place for you."

"I'm telling you something." Hildra raised her head and took another sip of her wine, her voice slightly tipsy as she spoke, "I suspect the empire's current state is largely due to its excessive focus on prophecies."

Hildra's physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, and alcohol cannot make her intoxicated at all. However, if she does not actively resist, a large amount of alcohol intake can still slightly numb her nerves. Of course, as long as she wants, she can regain consciousness in an instant.

"You're not in the prophecy either. But if you were still able to move and fight, would you not go with them just because you're not in the prophecy?"

Khan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course not."

After answering, he pursed his lips at Hildra.

"That's right." Hildra said as he gave Khan another sip of wine. At this time, Khan's body was full of tubes and it was inconvenient for him to raise his hands. At this time, he could only move the part above his neck.

"The only reason I do something is because I think I should do it, not because of some bullshit prophecy. If someone predicts that I won't be able to eat for the next three days, do I really have to obey them and starve for three days?" After feeding the Khan, Hildra took another sip. "Eat when I need to, drink when I need to. If anyone doesn't let me eat, I'll punch them in the face."

At this point, Hildra and Khan both laughed at the same time.

"And I think so-called prophecies aren't necessarily accurate. A prophecy isn't something that's destined to happen, but rather something the gods hope will happen. But it's not like we haven't destroyed the gods' plans before. I firmly believe that the only accurate prophecy in this world is this: that everything has an end. Everything else is nonsense."

"Everything must come to an end." The Khan repeated Hildra's words in agreement.

"But," Hildra suddenly changed the subject, "Even I can't guarantee I'll come back alive. If I can't, I have two requests for you."

After hearing this, the Khan closed his eyes and fell into a long silence. After a long while, he opened his eyes again, looked into Hildra's eyes and said:

"Tell me, if I think your request is harmful to humanity, I won't agree. But I promise you, whether I agree or not, I won't tell anyone else about what you've asked me to do."

"That's good." Hildra nodded. She stroked Wadjet and said, "This is proof of my alliance with an alien empire. They are an ancient and powerful race, possessing great wisdom and reason, but deeply trapped in the shackles of the past."

Hildra delivered Wadjet to the Khan. "In the short term, there's no sharp conflict of interest between humanity and this ancient alien race. In fact, if handled properly, they have the potential to become our allies. At least we're relatively low on their list of enemies, and we have a common enemy. If I die on the Chaos flagship, I hope you can maintain the relationship between humanity and them on my behalf."

Seeing the Khan didn't respond, Hildra continued, "Of course I understand your difficulties. If you don't want to be friends with the aliens, I won't force you. But at least, don't be so quick to push them into opposition to humanity. Regardless of the outcome of this decisive battle, the Empire probably can't afford to go to war with this alien empire anytime soon."

Khan: "I will try my best, but I must tell you, if I ultimately judge this alien race to be a threat to humanity, I will wipe them out."

"Then you'll have to bring more soldiers." Hildra smiled indifferently: "Taking them won't be any easier than taking Ran Dan."

Khan knew that Hildra was not being sarcastic, so he nodded and accepted the other's suggestion.

"Although it's essentially just a machine, I still hope you can try to treat it as a living being. If I can't come back, take good care of it. It can still be considered my comrade."

The Khan also agreed.

After the first matter was settled, Hildra took out another object from his dimensional pocket. It was an electrostatic binding device that bound the object in the center through electromagnetic force, isolating it from direct contact with the outside world.

The bound object was a black cube, 30 centimeters square, with an almost absolutely smooth surface.

Even though there was a restraint device between them, when Hildra took out this thing, all the hairs on Khan's arms stood up instantly.

From a negotiation perspective, Hildra's entrusting of Wadjet to the Khan just now might have been just a prelude to testing the Khan's position. After confirming the Khan's position, she took out the second important thing.