"What? Negotiations? Yvraine?"
On the bridge of the orac, Sith, who had been processing official business, looked up in astonishment. He even forgot to put down the pen in his hand, maintaining his signing posture.
Opposite the projection, Huron's face held none of the ruthlessness of a pirate. At this moment, he was acting quite obediently, truly appearing like a Chapter Master of an Imperial Chapter as he nodded with solemn respect:
"Yes, it's Yvraine of the Harlequin Host."
Many in the Empire might not know of the Harlequin Host, let alone Yvraine.
But as a pirate lord who frequently dealt with various xenos, Huron knew all too well.
Facing Sith's bewilderment, he immediately gave a definitive answer to the doubt in Sith's heart.
Sith, who originally couldn't be bothered with the xenos below, paused slightly upon hearing this. He then put down his fountain pen, thought for a moment, and chose to stand up.
Then, in front of everyone, Sith waved his hand, and a ball of black thunderous sun rose up, teleporting him directly into the Ark.
Seeing Sith appear before him just a second after being on the bridge, Huron could only continue to helplessly complain in his heart that Sith looked less and less like a Mortal. Then, he plastered an even more respectful, even fawning smile on his face, greeting Sith with overflowing enthusiasm.
"Where is Yvraine?"
Sith got straight to the point. Huron hurriedly bowed and pointed toward a gate ahead, guarded by the last few Aeldari warriors.
Several Wraith-constructs lay fallen on the ground in front of the gate. Seeing the spirit stones within the constructs burned clean, Sith frowned slightly, feeling it was a waste.
Isn't this spoiling the great gift I prepared for my Slaanesh?
Sith glanced helplessly at Huron, who panicked and quickly stood straight, his eyes darting frantically toward the Aeldari opposite them.
Knowing he couldn't blame Huron for this, Sith withdrew his gaze. Then, without even glancing at the Aeldari warriors who were full of terror and vigilance, he walked directly toward the great hall.
Huron hurriedly followed, along with a large number of pirates and Imperial Guardsmen from the surroundings.
When these pirates and Imperial Guardsmen saw Sith actually appearing before their eyes, their gazes immediately became even more fervent.
After all, with an army of hundreds of millions and thousands of warships, even if they were all part of one Legion, for the vast majority of ordinary crew members and soldiers, seeing Sith was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
So, while Sith ignored the surrounding Aeldari warriors, the pirates and Imperial Guardsmen scrambled to act as Sith's temporary honor guard.
Then, under Huron's increasingly speechless gaze, he saw several of his formerly loyal followers in the crowd now wearing Terminator power armor, waiting by Sith's side. The red eyes behind their massive ceramite tusks were so bright they almost looked like two light bulbs; he no longer even had the will to complain in his heart.
No...
What kind of bewitching potion did this Sith give you all?
Every one of you is about to be hooked by this kid like a fish!
Huron felt increasingly powerless, but his expression toward Sith became even more enthusiastic.
He even deliberately stepped forward two paces, wanting to command the temporary honor guard to clear the way ahead.
But his former loyalists actually looked at Sith first, and only after Sith gave a casual, slight nod did they carry out Huron's command.
Huron's face showed no change at this. He could only maintain an even more radiant smile, wishing he could kneel on the ground and bend his waist further, fearing that if Sith looked at him later, he would have to waste energy lifting his head.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding Aeldari warriors, Sith arrived before the great gate.
The gate slowly opened amidst the Aeldari's tension, and Yvraine's figure appeared before them.
Looking at Yvraine in the projection, who showed him a smile that was friendly and even a bit seductive, Sith was stunned and took a serious look at her from head to toe.
Then he frowned and glanced toward Guilliman's direction with some embarrassment.
No,'Sister-in-law,' why do you have to dress up to see me?
Also, isn't the opening on your chest and the slit in your skirt a bit too large?
You really aren't treating me like an outsider!
Although everyone knew that the Aeldari and humans were, at least for now, clearly Mortal enemies.
The only reason they could cooperate was that both sides were busy fighting others, pushing their priority for each other further down the list.
But Sith still couldn't help but follow his teasing of Guilliman and Yvraine by silently complaining to the scene before him.
Because Yvraine was indeed a famous beauty in the galaxy, and now she was finally forced to bow her head after Sith had slaughtered several Arks in a row.
To get Sith to stop this hostile behavior, Yvraine had even dressed up, hoping to make full use of her beauty so that this young leader commanding a massive number of human 'mon-keigh' might show a bit of sentiment.
Yvraine responded to Sith's bewildered gaze as kindly and warmly as possible, even deliberately stepping forward and leaning slightly to make her clothes cling tighter to her body.
Then, as she saw Sith looking at her with eyes that gradually widened and held unabashed greed, Yvraine was about to mock him in her heart when she saw Sith actually walk straight over.
Yvraine was stunned. She didn't expect Sith, who could command such a massive human army, to be so impatient!
Behind them, Huron and the others also looked at each other. After some astonishment, it was Huron who led the pirates in being the first to applaud:
"Lord Sith is direct and straightforward, truly a model for us all!"
Huron applauded vigorously while smiling at those around him. Then his gaze swept over the crowd; even the Imperial faction in the group could only follow along with these shameless pirates and applaud.
And while Huron led the group in flattering Sith, Sith's figure passed right through, much to Yvraine's growing, wide-eyed bewilderment.
During the entire process, Sith didn't even stop for a single second by Yvraine's side.
Then, amidst Huron's instant, awkward silence and Yvraine's gradually terrified expression...
Sith stood behind Yvraine's projection, staring blankly at the scene behind the gate.
Behind the gate were Aeldari, packed so densely they filled the entire giant hall!
And the greed in Sith's eyes, after clearly seeing the number of people, rose to its absolute peak!
Yvraine?
Is she as exciting as my Slaanesh?!
Everyone realized they had misunderstood. Huron was thinking hard about how to smooth over the flattery from before.
Yvraine's carefully made-up, pretty face turned pale.
This wasn't the first time Sith had attacked a Ark, so Yvraine was very clear about Sith's consistent attitude toward the Aeldari.
That was to send the Aeldari to reunite with Slaanesh, the dark god they personally created, at any cost.
And Slaanesh would also give this sensible Sith favor and passion far exceeding any other follower.
After all, the blessings invested before were now growing to the point where they were being repaid in units of Arks.
Yvraine seemed to already see the following scenes; her eyes and even her face were filled with dread.
Although the Harlequin Host pursued the death of all Aeldari to resurrect the Aeldari God of Death,
The prerequisite was that the Aeldari were prepared, not being slaughtered clean without any preparation, and especially not being slaughtered clean by Sith.
After all, for every Aeldari Sith sent to reunite with Slaanesh, the future awakened Aeldari God of Death would lose a portion of its power.
"There were indeed some misunderstandings between us before, but we can cooperate."
"As long as you can give up the slaughter of my race, we are even willing to help you resist the Tyranids!"
Yvraine's anxious voice immediately came through. After all, her improved attitude toward Sith wasn't because of some overwhelming charisma from him that made her heart flutter.
Rather, in this wretched galaxy, Sith had grasped the fundamental key to subduing hearts.
And that was 'killing'!
In other words, Yvraine's 'goodwill' toward Sith was carved out by his slaughter of the Aeldari!
Yvraine was truly afraid that Sith would continue to use the galaxy's true method of 'wooing' and keep killing!
Sith looked at the densely packed xenos before him, as well as the human servants and slaves visible everywhere in the Ark.
He finally straightened his back slowly:
"You will certainly help us resist the Tyranids, but..."
"In another form."
Sith spoke with a slight grin. Yvraine was stunned; although she felt something was wrong, she still pressed on with a question driven by hope:
"In what form?"
Sith's grin widened completely. Then, while drawing his red sword and lifting his black gun, his face was full of radiance:
"In the form of Slaanesh's blessings~"
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