Chapter 20 Drink it, Cordelia, this is your destiny
"Respected heir of the Emperor, Primarch of the Black Watch, Cordelia sends you greetings!" Knowing that this was not her territory, Cordelia kept a low profile.

In Cordelia's eyes, Hogg on the throne exuded a strange charm. Even as an elf, she had to admit that Hogg did look as godly as Jacques praised.

Hogg stopped daydreaming and looked at the Eldar lord in front of him. Like other Eldar, she had a very tall figure that could rival that of a Space Marine. Her body armor made of spirit bones was inlaid with several soul stones that were obviously very valuable. Hogg's first impression of him was that he was rich.

Both of them had a good first impression of each other, but where did they differ?
"Welcome, my ally!"

Even though she knew that what Hogg said was just a compliment, all races like to hear good words and Cordelia was in a good mood, but the following words made it not so wonderful.

In his previous life, Hogg had no good feelings towards the so-called drinking table culture and the so-called old traditions. He could be said to be a so-called problematic person who would not drink when the leader toasted him, and would turn the table when the elders served him food. However, he had developed the habit of talking about things while eating.

Jacques, who accompanied them and acted as a go-between, was also present, and the three of them sat down at the dining table on the bridge.

"My Lord! The main reason I invited you here is that the Primarch wants to discuss with you the general cooperation between the Eldar and the Black Watch in the future." Jacques started the conversation and introduced the main content of this meeting.

Three bottles of green Nuka-Cola were placed in front of the three people. Hogg picked up the bottle and took a sip first:
"Cordelia, I'm sure you also know that contacting Black Light and Black Watch is the will of your Laughing God Xilego. I didn't force it, right?"

"You are right. This is indeed the will of my god Xilego. At the same time, with your help, the elves have indeed found a way to achieve eternal peace. But as far as I know, the human empire does not like to make friends with alien races." Cordelia was still elegant as she tasted the human drink.

"Alas! You don't know this. We humans believe in the Imperial Truth. This theory was founded by my father Neos. It doesn't say to exterminate aliens! It says aliens. Come, Jacques, tell our lord about the Imperial Truth."

"My Lord, the Imperial Truth does say to exterminate aliens, but it does not say to exterminate other races." Jacques explained after reading "Imperial Truth".

"Right! You see, aliens are officially defined by the Empire, right?"

"That's right," Cordelia replied automatically.

"Who am I then? The Primarch! My father is the Emperor, and I am a top official in the Empire. If I say someone is an alien, then they are an alien. If I say you are allies of humanity, then you are allies. Besides, you still believe in me, so I have to take care of you no matter what!"

"That makes sense, so what does our cooperation involve, sir?" Jacques, who had converted, asked at the right moment.

After giving Jacques an admiring look, Hogg continued to talk about his financing plan

“Jacques has personally proven that faith and I can indeed protect you, the Eldar, and keep you from being persecuted by the evil gods, so the establishment of the Black Light Cult is inevitable.

But it is useless without piety, so in order for you to fully understand my philosophy, I plan to let you join Blackwatch and become one of us, fighting for your Holy Father. "

Cordelia came to her senses and realized that she was being used as a pawn, so she quickly refused and didn't want to be a "filler baby". After all, the elves were not like humans who had large litters throughout their lives. After losing a large number of people, they had difficulty reproducing and it would take them a long time to recover.

"Primarch, Holy Father, our Eldar population is small and cannot withstand consumption. We have given you 13 initially developed worlds." "Cordelia, in this fucked-up universe, if you want to gain peace, you can't just have a few planets. How many races are troubled by the corruption of the warp, and how many overlords have been dragged down from the altar by the evil gods in their steps of advancement. After so many years, have you found a way to resist Slaanesh except for me?

Don't tell me that collecting all the Crone Swords will destroy Slaanesh. We all know that it is impossible to collect them all. One of them is in Slaanesh's Six Rings Palace. If you had the strength, you would have snatched it away long ago."

Cordelia knew what Hogg said was true, but she was unwilling to accept it. "Sir, if the price of peace is to let the Eldar serve as 'filler babies', I cannot accept it."

"I don't like what you said, what do you mean by filler? I plan to have the Eldar warriors and my descendants fight under a contract in the future, I can't betray my descendants!
Besides, do you think those 13 worlds are all mine? They belong to the Empire! Jacques, you go and tell her what the Human Empire is doing." Hogg said, pointing at Jacques who was daydreaming while tasting food.

"Ah! Did I say that? Uh, Lord, the human empire is currently carrying out the so-called Great Crusade to expand the empire's territory."

"Pah!" Hogg slapped the table hard, leaving a palm print on the adamantine tabletop, startling everyone. Illusory tentacles emerged from the void, scarlet veins glowed, inexplicable fluctuations disrupted the connection of the subspace, and complicated thoughts filled the minds of the creatures.

"That's right! The Great Crusade. Don't be fooled by my glamorous appearance, but for the Empire's Great Crusade, I am just a drop in the ocean. Every day when I wake up, hundreds of thousands of mouths are waiting for me to fill.

Don't think I don't know what you think, Cordelia. As the Primarch, I am destined to participate in the Great Crusade. If I die, the future of the Eldar will be over. Joining the Black Watch and becoming a part of the Empire is to give the Eldar a future. "

Besides, there are only a few major powers in the galaxy now. The Empire is a rising stock anyway. If I become prosperous, won’t you also become prosperous? Don’t you want to make the Eldar great again in your hands? My Cordelia! ! "

In a trance, Cordelia seemed to see a future where the Eldar would regain their glory, where no one would have to worry about their souls being corrupted by Slaanesh, and they would grow freely on various planets, without having to run around the universe like a dog. She herself would become a hero, a shining node in the history of the Eldar.

"Snap!" A palm enlarged in her eyes and broke Cordelia's fantasy.

"Make your choice, Cordelia! Choose to continue to escape and become an unknown pawn, or become a future legend and save the future of the Eldar from danger." Hogg's passionate voice filled his ears.

At this moment! Cordelia obeyed her own will, so

"Cordelia Hearst hereby swears to join the Black Watch, to be loyal to you in the name of the Holy Father, and to become the sword in your hand to cut off all invading enemies."

"Ha! Haha! Hahaha! Cordelia, I like you long-eared people more and more. In the future you will understand how clear the choice you made is."

As its master laughed, the illusory tentacles began to move, and Hogg's blood seeped out and merged into the Nuka-Cola in front of him as if it had life, emitting a dark red glow.

Hogg raised the cup emitting dark red fluorescence in his hand and handed it to the Eldar in front of him, "Drink it, Cordelia. This is your destined fate. In the future, there will be no evil gods corrupting your people. The power of black light will help you restore the glory of the Eldar."

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(End of this chapter)