Chapter 788 Guards and Masters

The water in the tin cup exuded a metallic smell of filtered medicine and old mold, but the cool feeling made Khayon unforgettable for the rest of his life. It was the sweetest water he had ever drunk.

Mefitalie pressed her cold hand on Khayon's forehead, her skin flushed with an alluring blush due to the latest feeding.

Khayon did not think about how Mefitalie pried open his stiff mouth and poured the nutrient into it, and Gale did not say anything. She lay quietly beside him as if she didn't care about anything.

But in addition to these, there is still one thing worth telling. Nefitalie is not her Eldar name, but a word she picked out from the Tizcan language.

++Mefitalie, beautiful companion? What about her real name? ++

Izara realized this problem. After all, she was also born in Prospero, and the Tizcan language was not unfamiliar to her.

Khayon called out a difficult-to-pronounce Aida name. Now there are two humans who know Nefertari's real name. Khayon also saw that Izara's secondary brain was squirming again.

++I still remember that in the past, when the memory emphasized that he was not Izara, you would be angry, and Nefertari would put her hand on your forearm to calm your anger. ++

"Yes."

++Is that the result of your manipulation? ++

"I don't know."

++Did she die because she knew she was dead, or something else? ++

"Because of her kind, those despicable and dirty kind." Khayon said in a cold tone. When talking about other Aida Eldar, his murderous intention was no different from that of other Space Marines.

Space Marines don't like aliens. Even if they are fighting in the Eye of Terror because of the Legion Civil War and the Slave War, they will never like an alien.

Khayon spent a long time to let his captains and soldiers adapt to the existence of Nefertari. As long as someone dared to touch Mefitari, Khayon would kill him in a rage.

There is no room for negotiation.

"No matter what you do, you will forgive me, right?" Mefitari asked, and Khayon did not respond to a shadow of the past.

He would forgive everything Mefitari did, such as when Mefitari squatted on the armor of Mekari and Jehar and asked whether the Red Letter Warrior was alive or dead, Khayon just patiently answered her questions instead of pulling Mefitari down with psychic power.

He could even tolerate Mefitari sticking close to him and gently brushing his cheek with her sharp fingers equipped with sharp blades.

But this does not mean that he would let Mefitari do something that would be extremely difficult to end.

For example, when the two war groups communicated and met, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, Khayon would temporarily lock up Mefitari. As a dark Eldar with a naturally defective soul, Mefitari, like her compatriots, needed to survive by sucking the painful souls of others.

She would sneak into other people's warships and create a bloody feast at the bottom, until these weak souls could not satisfy her hunger, she would target the Space Marines and some stronger beings.

Gail would always act with her, they both liked the process of eating, just like Gael would often recall the battle of Prospero, she was fed by the souls of the Space Wolves.

His comrade, the World Eater named Leo, didn't like Mefitari very much.

"Isn't our mission to liberate the galaxy from low-level alien life?"

This time it was Leo's illusion that was staring at Khayon. He also died, died in a battle, which was a good ending for the World Eater. As if this pain was not enough, Mefitari stood next to Leo as always.

In the far corner, there was even Leo's Sergeant Uriwan, who was very impressed by Khayon. This was the Space Marine who welcomed Nefertari the most among Leo's subordinates.

Every day at dawn, they would duel for several hours. Chainsaw axes and crystal fist claws were the most common weapons, and sometimes they would change their tastes.

Khayon watched the battle from the side, sitting on a metal ammunition box, and Gale would squat beside him. The two people's confrontation was just enough. Nefertari could have taken Ulivan's life in the first round of confrontation, but she was just training the World Eater in front of her with a leisurely attitude.

Ulivan was not angry because of Nefertari's reluctance. He honed his skills and controlled his Butcher's Nail very well, always looking for a balance to prevent his mind from being completely controlled by the Butcher's Nail.

"Is there a boundary between pursuing neural enhancement and destroying humanity in the desire to kill?" Ulivan asked from a distance. This was the sentence that Khayon impressed him the most.

Self-reflection is not uncommon among think tanks, but it is definitely rare in the Seventh Legion. If they can have more such smart people, there will be fewer subsequent tragedies.

Before Khayon could answer Ulivan's question, he was blown away by the quarrel between Leo and Nefertari. Khayon could only stand there and remember this World Eater.

Facing the ridicule of the World Eater, Mefitari would not miss any opportunity to insult him. They always quarreled in front of Khayon, which was a bit childish but worth remembering by Khayon.

Once, Leo said that Mefitari was useless and that the Eldar were all weak eggs who deserved to have their spines broken. Then he was pulled down by Mefitari and knelt on his hands in front of Khayon.

Mefitari was very fast. With the carved armor like bionic muscles, her speed exceeded the range that the Space Marines could perceive.

The two continued to speak back and forth. Perhaps because the Gothic language used by humans could not express the content too simply, Mefitari chose to humiliate Leo in her native language.

Mefitari called Leo a blind fool who only knew how to worship evil gods; an ugly relic from a deceived emperor's wishful thinking of creating a perfect race; one of a million mentally retarded children wearing armor and looking like dogs; a drooling and howling body that only reminded her of the sewers of Gomorrah with feces.

Mefitari's insults lasted for more than a minute. Khayon was amazed at her amazing imagination when she was insulting, and felt that the Eldar language was really full of meanings.

"What did she say?" Leo looked at Khayon, without any sign of understanding the language of the Eldar.

Khayon replied to Leo with relief and amusement, "She said she was sorry for hitting you."

Leo looked at Mefitalie and Khayon in confusion, and then laughed wildly from his throat. She could accept Mefitalie's existence for the time being. They would still quarrel in the future, but they would not be so nervous as to attack each other.

Khayon laughed. If Leo had not been brainwashed by the Butcher's Nail, he should have asked a smarter question.

"She kept talking for so long? You only translated this sentence?"

Leo really asked this, and Khayon told him the answer he had prepared long ago, "You know Ada likes rhetoric very much, and this is the result of my refinement."