Chapter 17: Kua, Master Primarch, we love you! !
When the Black Watch first entered this galaxy, the Eldar discovered their presence and watched the Primarch's every move like a stalker.

The elves didn't understand why their gods would let their people follow a human, even if he was a special genetic Primarch. The elves actually looked down on this young race of humans and always called them monkeys in a condescending manner.

But they were not wrong. When the Eldar took advantage of the situation and dominated the galaxy, humans were probably still playing with stones and thinking about how to make flames.

The Eldar, who are naturally emotional, are not as beautiful as the elves in other fantasy works. The originally powerful force gave birth to Slaanesh because of their own self-destruction.

The gods of their own race were wiped out, some died and some escaped, and one was captured by the evil god Nurgle and used as a guinea pig.

What's even worse is that the creatures in this universe have souls, and after the elves, all of whom have psychic powers, let out the first cry of Slaanesh, the souls of the entire race are destined to be devoured by Slaanesh.

Some of the surviving elves cannot rest in peace even after death. Their souls will be led to the territory of Slaanesh and tortured cruelly, making their life worse than death.

Some elves returned to Commorra, which was supposed to be the capital of the galaxy but is now the most notorious dark place, and rely on torturing souls to maintain the integrity of their souls.

Some of the remaining ones degenerated into wild elves, while others lingered on in man-made arks.

Overall, the Eldar are basically finished.

Yado was one of the few remaining Eldar, a branch of the Amotok Craftworld. The future of his race was dark, and he was constantly thinking about how to escape the dark fate, and the revelation of the gods brought him hope.

A holographic projection was generated on the auspicious instrument, and a group of Eldar warships appeared in the distance and were heading towards the Blacklight.

The Blackwatch, unaware of the reason for the Eldar's appearance, began to encircle the Eldar. As the encirclement formed, the Eldar warships seemed to be dead and did not move. When Hogg was puzzled, an Eldar landing ship flew out of the mothership and requested to land on the Blacklight.

"Father, these bean sprouts must want to harm you. Let me kill them!" Leila Linn said loudly.

"But! If they want to harm me, why don't they just start a war? Let them in, and if there are any unusual movements in the fleet, open fire and sink their ships."

The hatch opened, and a team of Eldar warriors and banshees guarding Jacques were surrounded by Black Watch veterans. They took off their weapons and were left wearing only short robes.

"Behave yourself, you bunch of capricious bean sprouts." The alien black guards were very rude in their behavior, but these long ears, whose noses used to hit the sky, were very honest.

"This must be a conspiracy of the aliens. Father, let me kill them!" The loyal Captain Rossmandson waved his green-glowing necromancer phase sword and asked for a fight.

Pushing aside the noisy figure in front of him, Hogg lectured: "How many times have I told you to paint these things? You just won't move. Who am I? The Primarch! The 11th Prince of the Empire, go paint them, or else get out of my sight."

Sitting on the throne, Hogg, who had deliberately increased his height to make himself look more majestic, looked down at the elf in front of him. To be honest, the elf looked just like that.

It's not that they are ugly, but they are not as stunning as expected. Jacques is a male and an old man. The female elf who accompanied him had oil paint on her face and looked like a ghost, but she had a good figure and was flexible without losing her strength.

"Tell me, long ears, why did you come to see me?" Based on the principle that guests from afar are welcome, Hogg gave them the opportunity to tell their stories.

"Reverend Primarch of the 11th Legion, Son of the Emperor of Mankind, I come here because of a revelation. A revelation from the gods."

"Oh! Gods, you Eldar still have a few gods, could it be that perverted elf Slaanesh?"

"Sir, don't mention the name of the youngest lady, it will attract His attention." Jacques hurriedly stopped Hogg from speaking, fearing that the attention of the Eldar's great enemy would be diverted here.

"Tsk~~! What rubbish, isn't it just Slaanesh? Why can't you mention it? The troubles caused by you crazy guys must be borne by all races in the galaxy." Hogg on the throne was disdainful of the frightened behavior of Jacques, who was obviously the leader in front of him. "Your Excellency doesn't know that the Eldar have been watched by the youngest lady throughout their lives. We can only hide everywhere in exchange for a moment of peace.

This time I came to meet the Primarch for the fate of my race, so I brought a planet with human legacy technology to present to you, sir!"

Jacques, who had done his research and prepared a draft in advance, heard that he had to give gifts to Hogg in order to get his help, so he specially selected a planet next to the Black Watch Legion and occupied by the Ark World as a gift.

Hearing that the other side was going to give him a planet, and a good one with legacy technology, Hogg was no longer sleepy. He put away his disdainful expression and replaced it with another look.

"Hey there! Ginny, come here and serve our Blackwatch guests a glass of Nuka-Cola. Remember to ask for the blue one." Ginny, who was assigned to guard the bridge, quickly took out the drinks from the refrigerator and poured them for both parties.

"This planet, no, what did our gods say?"

"My lord, the Laughing God of our race asked us to follow you so that we can be saved." Jacques looked at the tall Primarch opposite him with longing on his face.

"What? Follow me, has Xilego been driven crazy? I'm a fucking human and you're a bunch of elves! I'm not a gay man who likes Eldar chicks. Are you awake?"

"Master Primarch, we love you and respect you! We want to follow in your footsteps and contribute to the Great Crusade. You may not know that I actually believe in the truth of the Empire."

"..."

"..."

Hearing such blasphemous words, everyone around drew their weapons, but the next scene made everyone start to doubt their lives.

As if they had rehearsed it countless times, the group of long-eared elves in front of me took off their clothes and used their white flesh and superb skills to form an imperial symbol. Each elf also had an imperial double eagle tattooed on his chest, and some even had a complete set of the original text of the Imperial Truth tattooed on them.

Loyalty!! He was so damn loyal that everyone present was amazed.

"666" Hogg couldn't help but praise.

"You can actually go this far, just tell me what you want? And put on your clothes, we don't allow this here." The Primarch, who quickly took a big gulp of Nuka-Cola to calm himself, continued to ask.

"My lord, now when we Eldar die, our souls will be captured in the warp and sent to the palace of the youngest lady to be cruelly humiliated.

But the Eldar's birth rate is very low, and death is not the end of us. We are usually placed in a soul stone to continue to contribute to the race.

But we are naturally sensitive and can be easily snatched away by Him. As long as you can agree to let us believe in you."

"Believe in me? Oh! I see. You want to have peace after death, right? It's up to you. It's none of my business."

"But! Sir, we have tested it and found that only with your approval can we achieve peace after death."

Jacques smiled apologetically, his old face twisted into a chrysanthemum.

(End of this chapter)