Chapter 204 Storm of Destruction: Chapter 55 Second Legion

The lights and the dim light outside the window shine on the floor of the marble corridor. This complete piece of marble without any cutting is pure and exudes a natural beauty. In fact, everything here is like this, Vic Te seems to like to maintain the original beauty of nature.

A large number of beast specimens, even the specimens of chaotic beasts in the subspace, have not been modified in any way, but maintain their original demeanor, appearance and structure. Victor hopes to retain this original wildness here. A very unique aesthetic art school, to some extent it is very similar to the Savage Eldar.

The long black skirt trailed across the ground, and his knee-length high boots walked on the marble floor. Vito yawned and stretched comfortably, and there were several maids following behind him.

Vito had a good time here. I have to say that Victor's mansion was quite comfortable. The bed was soft and had the soothing fragrance of lavender. He had a good sleep without any dreams last night. It was rare that he didn't do those deep things. Trapped in dreams of past memories.

Being a hostess is indeed a rare and comfortable experience. Immediately after Vito took a bath, a beautiful maid came to put on a bathrobe and prepare a change of clothes. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he could have a meal in the bedroom. A hearty breakfast, no wonder those nobles were unwilling to give up their status.

The maids followed Vito through the corridor. Daytime in Comoro was not technically daytime, it was just that the sky had a little hazy light, as if there was always a layer of thick fog covering the city. Everything is shrouded in blur.

Vito reached out and straightened his sword and holster. Although the maids had said that they could carry those weapons for the mistress, they would hand them to him immediately if he needed them. Just like most nobles, they didn't need to take anything themselves. , but Vito refused. He didn't like the feeling of not having the weapon around him. It felt like a wolf with its teeth and claws pulled out.

Besides, you are still in Victor's mansion, so it is always wise to bring weapons with you, because you never know when you will need them.

The hazy light shone on Vito's face from the side, and the outline of the beautiful face was three-dimensionally illuminated in the halo. The black hair was turned into a style that looked like an ancient Greek style hair crown by the maids. , braids are coiled on the head, and long straight hair hangs down the back of the head, which makes Vito look like a queen.

I have to say, Vito does look like an emperor, although in terms of temperament, he is mostly an immoral idiot.

Vito walked to the door at the end of the corridor, and two maids immediately stepped forward and opened the door for him. Vito looked straight ahead and walked into the private living room area of ​​​​the inner palace. This was not for use. It is the owner’s private space that is used to welcome guests and activities.

A wide silver-white carpet was spread on the floor, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window several meters long cut the wall into several windows. Hazy light shot in from the huge window, illuminating the ground, the walls, and the animal specimens with a milky white light. .

There is a person sitting in this small inner court, the Dark Lord Victor is having breakfast. He is not wearing that exaggerated helmet, and the whole person does look much more casual and relaxed.

Victor was sitting at a long table eating a plate of delicious food. He raised his head and looked at Vito with a smile, "Ah, Miss Melissa, have you had breakfast?" "Yes. "It tastes pretty good." "Of course, it took a lot of effort to find the chef here. If I remember correctly, he worked in an Ark before and was later captured in Comoro."

"But now he serves me. You see Miss Melissa, I am very devoted to my servants, even slaves. They eat well, drink well, live well, and dress well here." Comfortable and classy, ​​and no one will threaten or hurt them.”

Victor said as he ate this piece of bacon, he raised his fork and shook it slightly, "I have always believed that paid loyalty and just the right amount of fear are more effective than putting a gun to people's heads to force them to believe in something."

Is he mocking the empire? Vito looked at him and smiled, and Victor smiled jokingly and pointed to the chair on the side, "Please sit down, miss. You are my guest, not a servant."

Vito nodded slightly and pulled out a chair and sat down. He adjusted the position of his skirt and weapons to make himself more comfortable in this chair that was not designed for "fully armed" people.

Victor looked at Vito, looking him up and down, especially at the weapon, "Ah, it seems that you have learned many habits from my old friend, including his habit of carrying weapons with him."

"Tell me, does his accent still sound like Gutera's Russian accent?" Victor asked happily as he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. Vito smiled silently and leaned on the chair. He raised a Curling the hair beside his ear with one hand, "His accent is Latin."

"Ah, look at my memory, is he still wearing those "lack of aesthetic" boots?" "I think those silver-encrusted cowboy boots are quite nice. If you want to verify anything more, please feel free to do so." Bar."

After hearing this, Victor smiled softly. He put down the tableware, grabbed a hand towel from the table and wiped his mouth. Victor stood up, took the weapon from the deputy Ronnie and hung it on his waist. "In Como Luo, it always pays to be vigilant, let me follow you, Miss Melissa."

Victor extended a hand and smiled politely. Vito also stood up and took Victor's hand. He took Victor's hand and walked towards the side door of the inner court. When the maids and attendants were about to follow, Victor raised his hand at the door to signal them to leave.

Vito watched the maids and attendants bowed and dismissed without any meaning. Almost immediately, they all left without any dragging. Now only he and Victor were left.

Armored combat boots and high boots walked on the floor of the corridor. The marble with exquisite natural patterns on the inner layer made a clacking sound under their feet. Victor admired the statues on both sides of the corridor, and hummed long and earnestly. Then he walked out for a long time before speaking.

"I'm curious, Miss Melissa, how did you and Vito know each other? Considering that you have learned so much from him, I'm curious how long you have followed him." Victor asked. It seemed to be a casual question, but Vito knew that any of his questions would not be casual questions without thinking.

Vito took his hand and turned his head to look at a statue passing by. It was a statue of an Eldar hunter holding a longbow. It seemed to be a relic left over from the ancient Eldar Empire, but obviously, it was not in the museum, but in Victor's palace.

"I grew up with him, and that old bastard taught me a lot." Vito said calmly, and Victor immediately became interested, really interested.

"Oh? It's really interesting. Do you mind telling me in detail?" Victor said with a smile, and Vito also smiled and looked at him, "This will take a while." "It doesn't matter. We still have a lot of time before dark today, and we need to walk for a while to where we are going. We have time."

Indeed, this journey is not short. The two walked through this palace, which is so big that it is like a maze, with countless forks, corridors and stairs in every corner, and the completely three-dimensional structure is as weird as a Rubik's Cube.

Vito thought that this should be intentional by Victor. Without the guidance of someone familiar with this place, even the best assassins would find it difficult to find the way to the inner court, and flying directly here would obviously be shot down by Victor. This is a fortress, the heartland of Comoros ruled by a dark lord.

Although the journey was not short, Vito also took advantage of this time to finish the story, completely copying Iyanna's story. Obviously, the story of his real "little sister" was very unique and wonderful. A girl of the Eldar who grew up in human society was very fascinating both on the human side and the Eldar side.

Even Victor was very curious. Except for occasionally asking a few questions along the way, he listened to the whole story silently, nodding and expressing some thoughts, but generally speaking, he was a good listener.

It was for this reason that Vito smiled and quietly opened Helen's terminal while telling the story. The latter quietly recorded and scanned the surrounding structures, routes and paths, and Victor did not notice this.

When the journey came to the end, the story was over. Victor stopped outside an archway, raised his head and nodded meaningfully, "A wonderful and fascinating story, so you grew up beside him, and even the name Melissa was given to you by him."

"He taught you how to survive, to survive in the human and elves society, and then when you grew up, you went out on your own to adventure and came to this "more" human society, Comoro."

Victor raised his hand and clenched his fist with a smile. He looked very happy with a smile on his face, "Ah, a perfect and unforgettable story, we really should write it down, and it will be very interesting to rehearse it into a play."

"Maybe, but are you sure someone can play Vito? Considering his personality." Vito asked himself so embarrassedly. To be honest, he really didn't know who could play like himself. He himself might not be able to play like him, but Victor laughed.

"Maybe I can give it a try. I've always been curious about what it would be like if I were Vito Constantine." Victor said as he took Vito's arm and walked into the archway. The two of them walked into a huge trophy collection hall, or maybe it would be more appropriate to say that this is a museum.

There are many strange or rare treasures stored here, including both artworks and ancient sacred objects that have never been seen before, including those of the Eldar, humans, and even those waggggggge energy-built rags of the greenskins, and of course the technological creations of the undead.

Its coverage is so wide that Vito even doubts whether Victor is going to compete with Trazyn and Blood Raven for the title of "Universe Collection Maniac Ranking".

Vito immediately began to carefully observe and look for the exhibits around him. If Victor would put the Old Jade somewhere, it would definitely be here.

There were display racks, exhibition cabinets and shelves that stretched to the end of the distance. Many precious collections were stored in each place, which was comparable to the Endless Museum in Trazyn.

Vito looked around at the rare exhibits. Victor had obviously collected a lot of collections for himself. The armor of all the warriors of the Ark tribe was displayed around, and some of them had even destroyed the Ark.

His collection is not limited to the Eldar. All models of the Imperial Space Marines from MKI to MKVII are displayed here. In the display area specially opened for Space Marines, there are complete sets of armor for each legion and regiment, a total of twenty legions, yes, twenty.

Vito took Victor's hand and walked to the Space Marine exhibition area. He let go of Victor's hand. The latter said something and went to get something, but Vito didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't listen carefully. All his attention was focused on the armor in front of him.

It was an exquisite armor, painted with blue dots like stars, and countless lines of prayer intersected on it, cutting the brilliant starry sky into several parts.

The mosaic decoration is perfectly integrated with the armor. The layers of riveted armor are painted with exotic patterns. The red headscarf is coiled on both sides of the helmet, and the red silk cloth is hanging down. On the weapon rack on one side, there is also a power spear, a small round shield and a curved long sword.

Vito reached out and touched the number on the chest of the armor, the symbol of the Second Legion. Suddenly, countless memories came to his mind. His fingers gently reached out to the blue patterned armor, and as the fingers moved, the names emerged one by one.

"Ms. Melissa." Victor's voice sounded beside him, and Vito's attention was immediately drawn back. He looked at Victor and saw that the hilt of the sword in his hand was beautifully carved, and at the end there was a slender double-edged sword with a phoenix spreading its wings.

Vito looked at the gems on the scabbards. The completely pure gems without a single flaw were arranged along the scabbards, and the crimson gem at the end of the hilt was a brilliant gem that shone like the sun.

"I think your current weapon doesn't match your outfit very well, beautiful lady, so I hope you will accept this gift. It suits you."

Vito took the sword, subconsciously pulled out the blade and looked at the ancient Eldar runes engraved on it. The burning runes were burned red, as if the sword itself was the incarnation of the sun.

"This is an ancient holy sword. Legend has it that it was made by Val, the forging god of the Eldar, for his brother, Asuryan, the Phoenix King. It is an ancient artifact. I give it to you. You can only be perfect if you bring it to the party tonight."

"Tonight's party?" Vito asked in surprise, and Victor smiled and spread his arms, "Of course, there is a party for the Comoro high-level tonight. Your dear Mrs. Malus and others will come. I just need a female companion and I am ready to invite you."

"How about it? Do you agree? I hope you will agree." Victor said with a smile, and Vito smiled bitterly and raised the Phoenix Sword in his hand, "How can I refuse such an expensive first date gift?"

"Great! And Mrs. Malus has already picked out clothes for you. I believe it will be very interesting tonight." Victor said with a laugh and hugged Vito's waist, and Vito also smiled and moved his eyes to the Deathly Hallows that stood out in the display cabinet not far away, the strange edged triangle that kept turning.

The nameplate below had a line of beautiful words engraved on it, introducing its name.

"Old Jade."