Chapter 252: The Rise of the Primarch: The Holy Relic
Vito stood in front of the mirror and looked at his purple uniform. It was an outrageous marshal uniform that was hard to describe with the word "luxury". The golden shoulder straps were carved into an extremely exaggerated appearance, and the complex patterns and decorative lines flickered in the bright sunlight at noon.
The imperial double-headed eagle gold medal made by three-dimensional carving was hung under his neck. The eagle soaring in the sky was surrounded by a circle of medals. The dense emblems hanging from both sides of Vito's shoulders were arranged together. It could be used as a bulletproof vest, not to mention that there were silver armor plates on the shoulders of this dress.
The gorgeous silk belt was worn together with a gold-plated necklace buckle. The flashing eagle logo shone brightly on his waist. On both sides were specially designed slots for hanging weapons. The crimson gems were arranged one by one on both sides of the belt. The flashing light gathered together and made people set the field ablaze.
Vito looked at the wide-brimmed hat in his hand. The hat combined the noble style of the Imperial Navy, the pragmatic aesthetics of the Astra Militarum, and the orderly and cold style of the Ministry of Justice. It was almost a masterpiece of art. Its value itself was enough to make any military noble covet it, not to mention the imperial eagle logo made of pure gold.
The red battle robe with snow-white fur trimmed fell on the right shoulder, and a golden glory ribbon connected one corner of it. On the velvet of the battle robe was painted an eagle holding thunder in its claws.
That was Vito's personal logo. Of course, all the primarchs and emperors had their own unique logos and flags, so how could the Supreme Marshal of the Empire not have one?
That logo was actually the legion logo that Vito had used in the Roman period. He and his legion soldiers held high the Thunder Eagle banner and fought in all directions, from the primeval forests of Gaul all the way to the white sea cliffs of the British Isles, and then set foot on the hot land of North Africa.
After the establishment of the Empire, the Great Crusade era also began under this banner. Before the return of the Primarchs, Vito led twenty legions to conquer half of the galaxy under this banner. This flag was once a symbol of glory and a representative symbol of Vito's military career.
But since the end of the Great Rebellion, he has never seen this emblem since he left the position of Supreme Marshal. Seeing this emblem again after 10,000 years always feels strange to Vito, especially when he wears it on himself.
Vito looked at the eagle on the cap badge. Each feather was not the kind of perfunctory work during mass production, but was completely carved out by craftsmen one by one. Every fork and every line trace of its feathers were clearly visible. The face of the eagle was like a real eagle placed in a static position and then gilded.
Vito looked at his exaggerated self in the mirror and was speechless. "Fuck, this tattered dress is still so exaggerated." He moved his elbows with emotion. Vito didn't like this kind of exaggerated clothes. When he moved his arms, the decorative nail plates on his shoulders made a clacking sound.
"Was your dressing style so interesting back then?" A graceful female voice said on the side. White wings followed the slender legs and walked out of the bedroom. Her footsteps were soft and silent, as if floating.
Vito turned his head and saw the broad wings flashing in front of him. The wings with white light emitted a faint light. Every feather was neat and smooth, but its owner was not so "decent" at all.
Celestine leaned on a low cabinet with messy hair. She looked at Vito with sleepy eyes. She was not wearing any armor that could be called defensive. All the armor was hung on the shelf beside the Roman column bed. Well, at least part of it. It seemed that she took off her clothes a little too quickly and messily from a certain step.
Celestine was now wearing only a thin and light long skirt. The almost translucent skirt made the seductive body curve underneath even more seductive. In addition, the shoulder part of the skirt also collapsed and slid down her shoulders, exposing half of her breasts, which made people imagine more. Is this something that people can control? !
The white and slender long legs stretched out from the hem of the skirt because they were leaning on the cabinet. The perfect area on the inside of the thigh was hidden and hidden under the light gauze blown by the breeze. Although I didn't see the specific situation there, but! I swear in the name of the emperor that she is absolutely naked inside!
Vito looked at Celestine. He remembered that she came to beat him because he asked her to fight Nurgle and made her dirty. Of course, she came to chop him after taking a shower. Then, after something that Vito himself had forgotten, they fought on the bed.
Vito recalled those vague fragments, and then decisively chose to give up. He smiled and shrugged slightly, "How is it possible? I am not so exaggerated. This costume was designed for me by Fulgrim. He liked these outrageous decorations. He also installed a bunch of them on his armor, just like the external armor."
Vito didn't seem to notice Celestine's seductive scene. He had already thought enough this morning. Now he was trying hard to adjust the long string of medals on his chest. The bulletproof medal armor plate pressed on his neck and it was so painful. I really don't know if Fulgrim has any misunderstanding of his neck. What does he think his neck is? The back of a Titan's head?
Celestine looked at Vito and laughed jokingly. She picked up the tall wine jug on the table and poured herself a glass of wine. The living saint of the Emperor leisurely shook the glass and looked at the man in front of him, "Aren't all the Imperial Marshals like this? Every time the old man called me to help the Astra Militarum, the generals were all dressed similarly."
"So those generals are dead. They run slow, noisy, and conspicuously in a suit like this. What is this? Tell the enemy sniper, "I am the general!" Shoot me!"
Vito spared no effort in complaining. He took a few steps and the marshal's uniform flashed in the sun, and there was a jingling sound when the medal and the decorative armor collided.
"Seriously, if you put on this damn thing, even those fat guys from Nurgle whose legs are almost broken by themselves can catch up with you. Moreover, these decorative armors are not only heavy, but also have no defense at all. Any laser gun can shoot you right through."
Celestine took a sip of wine while her huge wings opened and closed slightly behind her, "To show her honor and status?"
"If you are really a good, respected general and commander, then why would you need to win glory and status in this way? Only people who do the opposite would do this."
Vito said and took off the extremely heavy medal necklace. He slammed it on the table. The broken thing was so heavy that it almost made a gap in the slate table. Celestine watched and rubbed it. Vito, who complained about his neck, drank fine wine.
The wine flowed from the red lips, leaving traces of purple on the lips. Celestine raised her golden eyes and looked at the medal lanyard that Vito complained about, "Nafogu Why did Reem give you this dress?"
"For example, he likes me?" Vito turned his head and smiled jokingly. Celestine looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a strange look on his face. She slowly put down the wine glass and put her hands on the table behind her.
"Wow. I've heard that the sexual orientation in ancient Greece was a bit unique. As a person born at that time, you probably also" "Just kidding, my sexual orientation is normal, I like women."
Vito said with a wry smile. He walked around in front of the bedroom and turned into the balcony. He rubbed his sore neck and shook his head, and his voice became unstable as his head shook.
"Besides, Fulgrim only likes himself. That guy is so narcissistic that he can't wait to fall in love with himself in the mirror. In his eyes, I can only be regarded as one of the people on the list he respects."
Vito smiled jokingly, turned around and winked at Celestine, and then pointed at himself with his thumb proudly, "Look how awesome I am, since I can be on the "Ranking of People Worthy of Fulgrim""
Celestine rolled her eyes and waved her hands speechlessly, "Then he really has low vision. Then if he doesn't like you, why would he give you such an expensive piece of clothing? This probably took a lot of effort on his part. ”
Vito shrugged. He walked over to Celestine and picked up another glass on the counter. The marshal picked up the wine bottle and got a glass of wine for himself, "The reason is actually very simple, even quite silly. "
"I'm all ears, at least I guess it's more useful than the trash talk you said in bed." Celestine shrugged and Vito turned around with a wry smile and leaned next to her holding a wine glass.
"I forget when it was. Sanguinius gave me a robe. At that time, I went with his Blood Angel Legion to deal with a rising orc frenzy. On the way, I chatted with him about the Horde. Rite Island and Greece, I guess I was homesick, so I chatted with him casually.”
"Later, after we finished fighting the orcs, he gave me an ancient Greek-style hanging robe. He said that he made it himself. That guy is really ingenious. The big guy is pretty good at needlework. ”
Vito took a sip of wine as he shook his glass and shrugged slightly, "That robe is very comfortable, fits well and is not in the way. It is especially convenient for me to chat with the beautiful ladies while wearing it. Then when the conversation gets deeper, I can take it off and then proceed." and deep philosophical corners.”
real? When he had just finished sleeping with Celestine, I started talking about other women? What can I say, it was commendable for his courage. I didn’t know that he would die like this from time to time when he and Lilith were together.
"If you really want to be beaten by me, Vito, I'd be happy to let you experience it right now." Celestine smiled evilly in front of her, and her clenched fists crackled. I dare to say that she One punch can definitely penetrate a Chimera armored vehicle.
Vito quickly shook his head and waved his hands, and shrugged with a wry smile, "No, no, Fulgrim saw me wearing that robe later. I remember he was a guest on the Vengeful Spirit of Horus, and we happened to meet him. I saw it when we were walking on the deck together.”
Celestine knew that he was changing the subject, but she didn't bother to care about him. This old bastard did it every time, not more than once. After the little angel put down his fist, Vito was happy and immediately started to slap his nose on his face. , his nervous look disappeared, and he folded his legs together casually, and put one hand around Celestine's shoulder like a standard rich second generation hugging a girl.
The latter sighed silently and didn't bother to care about him. The little angel raised his hand and pushed away Vito's face, "Go on, don't keep staring at my chest, old pervert."
Vito smiled and shook the wine glass in his other hand, "Anyway, after Fulgrim found out, he immediately decided to give me a piece of clothing. That guy has always been like this, no matter what, he has to compete with Sanguinius." There’s competition, including when it comes to giving gifts, and he’s pretty good at it.”
"I heard Tarvitz tell me that Fulgrim spent a lot of silk and gems to make this dress, trying his best to make it the most perfect, so it was also the most wasteful."
"But in the end, he finally finished this hard work and handed it to me before the Battle of Ullanor. The time happened to be when the Emperor was going to crown Horus as Warmaster, so I attended wearing this dead-heavy dress. During the coronation ceremony, I could feel the proud look in Fulgrim's eyes. He kept introducing this exquisite piece of work to Sanguinius, and even asked if he wanted to give it to Sanguinius himself. Les makes a set.”
Vito said speechlessly, with a helpless smile on his face, "Sanguinius politely declined, but this did not affect the guy's pride for a long time, and this is the origin of my gorgeous and outrageous marshal uniform."
Celestine raised her eyebrows in confusion. She was hugged by Vito and turned to look at this brand-new dress, which had no trace of wear or time at all. "So you found this like this, in the devil knows where." Clothes that haven’t rotted, yellowed or become old after being hung for ten thousand years?”
Vito smiled jokingly and patted his shirt. He put his arm around Celestine's shoulders and said, "Strictly speaking, it was given to me by Guilliman. That old boy must want to see my joke. He knows that I have always been dissatisfied." Love this dress.”
"Then how did this dress go from being a gift from Fulgrim to the Supreme Marshal to being used by Guilliman to disgust the Supreme Marshal? Did he ransack your wardrobe one day?" Celestine said in confusion. Vito smiled and shrugged.
"The size wasn't right after he robbed it. In fact, after Ullanor, Guilliman and I worked together to create his Glory Queen to regain a world where humans were separated. I forgot this dress on his ship, but I remembered it later. , but I don’t like it anyway, so I don’t care.”
"Later, Guilliman was stabbed by Fulgrim. After he fell into a long sleep, all his personal belongings, including the marshal uniform that I forgot about him, were collected by the Ultramarines and placed in Guilliman's fortress. In his private room, he was offered a holy relic."
Vito couldn't help laughing when he said this. He laughed and patted his thigh, "Damn it, you really should go and see what these guys did. Since they regard Guilliman's antique furniture as holy It was kept as a relic, and a stationary stand was installed to store everything including this dress.”
"Calgar also turns off his static stance from time to time and goes in to "bathe in the light of the primarch's holy relics". You should really go along, look at Guilliman's expression when he knows this, ohhhhhhhhh."
Vito smiled wildly, and Celestine imagined the scene when Guilliman saw Calgar open the door to the room with a pious look, and then watched in shock as Guilliman used the "Holy Relic" so casually. Okay, it's quite interesting.
Celestine said as he glanced at the hand that climbed up to his side. The little angel opened his wings and hit Vito on the head with a corner of his wings. "Aren't you going to have a meeting with Guilliman? Handsome uniform." Once you're all dressed, hurry up and get out."
"If you're arguing with a bureaucracy, then I'm studying the biological stimulation of living saints with you." "If you want to be tied up by me and thrown in front of Guilliman, that's fine."
After hearing this, Vito's eyebrows were filled with joy and he approached with a playful smile on his face, "Will you carry me here in this outfit? I'd be quite happy to do that."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. Vito lowered his head and saw the flaming sword across his neck. The cold blade flickered with bursts of faint firelight and was placed on his neck. Of course, there was also Cyrus. Ting's smile filled with murderous intent.
Vito smiled jokingly and took his hand back. He drank the wine in his hand and turned around and walked to the bed and found his sword from the messy sheets. The Phoenix Sword was pulled out from the rolled up quilt.
Vito walked to the table holding the Phoenix Sword. He picked up the marshal's military cap on the table and put it on his head. He waved and walked to the bedroom door. Vito walked to the door and opened the door and stopped. He meant a lot. turned to look at Celestine.
After that contemplative expression lasted for a moment, Vito nodded slightly. He raised two fingers and gestured, "Your waist seems to be a little thicker. I wonder if you have gained weight."
Before Vito finished speaking, he immediately rushed out and slammed the door. His reaction was very timely, because if he had been a little late, the flaming sword would have been inserted into his head.
The flaming sword was inserted into the door panel, and the burning blade ignited the entire door almost instantly. Celestine walked up and pulled out her sword with an annoyed look on her face. She lightly wrapped her fingers around it and all the flames gathered at her fingertips. On the tip, Celestine looked down at her side waist, and she pinched it gently with her fingers.
"I recommend going to the surrounding planets to hunt down those traitors. The weight loss effect should be good." Vito's voice sounded from outside the door, "Get out!" and she gave a brief reply.
She listened to the retreating footsteps for a moment, and then she clenched her fists to extinguish the flames. The flames spurted out from the gaps between her fingers. She made a sound and walked to the shelf beside the bed to take off her breastplate. Still mumbling.
"Old pervert, are you going to hunt down the Night Lord? You might need more exercise." She muttered. This was really what she said, but her body was still very honest.