Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? Chapter 143

"It stands to reason that he cannot be alive, my lord."

"But he lives."

"Yes, yes, he's alive..." said the doctor, puzzled. "It's logically impossible."

A doctor is not just a doctor, he is responsible for the treatment of warp-related diseases, so he is called a palmist doctor. All in all, he's a psyker. Marius declined to comment, but he remembered the look on the Primarch's face when he heard such a post, and what he said.

"What time is it now, Marius? We need people like this to serve the Emperor? Palmist? Damn, are you kidding me?"

Thinking of this, Marius's stomach twitched. He didn't show the slightest sign on his face, but instead asked the palmist: "From a purely physical medical point of view, I think he is healthy. But you and your subordinates insisted on checking my two The company commander is in good health, so I brought him here."

"As for now, if you can't find out what's wrong with him, and you can't say why, we're leaving. There's still war on the front line, and we don't have time to spend with you here. Understand?"

"Wait, wait a minute, my lord."

The palmist hurriedly pointed to Sicarius, who was lying in a three-layer armored glass ward. Each layer of glass was covered with holy symbols, and medical equipment filled the space near Sicarius. He swallowed before continuing: "Excuse me, my lord, I have something to say."

Marius stared at him for a while before nodding to let him speak.

"Medically speaking—"

The palmist took a deep breath.

"Second Commander Sicarius is very healthy, however, we need to take into account the places he has entered. According to his account, Second Commander Sicarius physically contacted a Nurgle demon, which is one of the Second, he and a heroic warrior defeated the great demon called Father Rain, also without power armor and without any protective measures."

"As you can see, my lord, considering the characteristics of the Nurgle demons. Second Captain Sicarius is exposed to almost every type of disease and warp venom, but he is very healthy. This is completely It doesn't make sense."

Marius said impatiently: "Bless the Emperor! Don't you understand?! Even the heroic spirits have returned to the earth and started to fight with us, and you are here talking to me about what the **** is guessing, damn, you know Are you trying to testify that a loyal Astarte could be corrupted by Chaos?!"

The palmist looked at him neither humble nor arrogant, his expression full of seriousness: "I haven't finished speaking, my lord, please wait a moment."

"As you can see, Captain Sicarius is very healthy now. This is indeed the Emperor's manifestation, but the Emperor can only heal his body, but each of us needs to heal his spirit slowly, this is You should know that, right?"

Marius nodded reluctantly.

"I think it's possible that Captain Sicarius has only recovered physically, but it remains to be seen whether he is fully recovered mentally. Please trust my judgment, my lord. I have been a palmist for so many years, and I have seen many people relying on their own will. People who work miracles."

The palmist's expression became more serious: "For example, soldiers who should have succumbed to their wounds and died a few hours ago just supported the priest in the regiment to come to make their final confession, such as some of your colleagues, Aspen Tate. They're even able to drag their way through with extremely serious injuries—I'd call that a refusal to die. They usually die right after they're done."

"But this time is different. Sicarius has no problems."

"I'm the doctor, my lord!" said the palmist aggressively. "On this ward, only I can decide whether my patient has a problem! Do you understand? I can't allow a patient who may have a problem to come out here and die outside because of a sudden mental problem."

Marius stared at the palmist's face for a long, long time. The Ultramarines Chapter Commander nodded.

"Then, I allow you to delay us for another half an hour and give him a thorough examination. This is the limit of what I can do, and we have a task ahead of us. Just as you must be faithful to your work, so do we. "

The palmist breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for your magnanimity, my lord."

He immediately ran into the ward and began to examine Sicarius. From beginning to end, he never took off his heavy protective suit. Looking at him sweating like rain in the ward, Marius was rarely in a trance.

He wanted to tell his Primarch that those who served the Emperor in today's Empire might be worthy of scrutiny, but their loyalty was unshakable and unquestionable.

inside the ward.

"Captain Sicarius."

The palmist walked in, and Sicarius gave him a calm glance, then nodded: "I said, palmist, can't you pull the tubes of these instruments on me? I'm healthy and don't have any question."

"I have discussed this matter with your Chapter Master outside, and he agreed to give me another half an hour to check it out for you."

"What else is there to check? You've tried everything you can on me."

"This time it's mental, Captain Sicarius. I need you to pay attention to me, okay?"

The palmist looked earnestly into the eyes of Sicarius, who sighed and did as he said.

Half an hour later, the palmist released Sicarius, and they quickly left the underground hospital. The palmist looked at the machine servant in front of him seriously, very serious.

He spoke slowly: "Record: erase the time, erase the place. Only one sentence remains."

"I faced a miracle performed by an Emperor."

Miracles happen all over Terra and happen to everyone. Fighting side by side with the heroic spirits of the past, the serious wounds he suffered suddenly healed, and the weapon that fired the empty ammunition suddenly had bullets again. The Knight Mecha, which had stopped moving due to overheating, became active again, and the Titan, which lacked a driver, started to move spontaneously.

There is only one place where no miracle happened.

Royal Palace.

between the thrones.

The pressure on the Custodians has eased a lot, but they are still fighting hard. They are the Ten Thousand Corps, as the name suggests, an army of 10,000 people. However, that number has plummeted to 8,300. The lost figures may take another thousand years to make up.

The current captain of the shield guard, Valyrian, was guarding the safety of his comrades behind him with a large shield in his hand. There was a crackling sound, making the anger in his heart burn even more vigorously. He can't stand these filthy things with their filthy contamination to mold the picture of the Imperial Eagle on his shield.

But he didn't say anything, he just held the shield tighter and raised it higher. He had to keep his comrades safe - he was the Captain of the Shield Guard.

The company of a hundred shield guards was unbreakable. Their comrades held the spears of the guards on their shoulders, and pulled the trigger again and again, and lethal bombs burst out from them. This is just a normal model of the forbidden army, some people use the more terrible Disintegration Spear and Vulcan Spear.

Disintegrating beams and hot melt beams are fired respectively, and both weapons are extremely deadly. The former is capable of disintegrating the hit object atomically, while the latter... I won't say much more. Melt guns are lethal to the body.

"Substitution!"

Instead of Commander Trajan, he roared in a hoarse voice in the communication channel. Without any hesitation, Valyrian immediately raised his shield and stepped back. The same was true for their comrades who fired a salvo. Then, the other two groups The Custodians who have been reloaded with ammunition will continue to suppress fire in their place.

"Have you found the mysterious man who supported us?"

While throwing his shield on the ground, Valyrian picked up a new one from the side. he asked casually.

The commander didn't answer, just shook his head. He frowned, looking at the Nurgle Demon Army, who had been dispersed in silence. After a while, he spoke: "Whoever he is, Valyrian, he has helped us a lot. Your Majesty's purity must not be disturbed by these filthy things, and we will kill them here at all costs."

"Is that what you say?" Valyrian said angrily. "You're always like this, Wen Chuchu, can you relax a bit? Hey, I just came off the front lines."

The commander glanced at him with contempt: "You vulgar warrior, UU reading www.uukanshu.com does not understand the rhythm of language at all. High Gothic is His Majesty's creation, and it has infinite charm. Forget it, I have known this for a long time. One o'clock. Ever since you refused to write poetry with me three hundred years ago."

"The Emperor is above!" Valyrian said angrily. "It's hard for you to remember three hundred years!"

The commander took this as some kind of compliment: "Hmph, my memory has always been good."

"...I'm not complimenting you, forget it." Valyrian sighed. "The ammo stockpile is running low, you should know that? Without Sister Silent, we can't get rid of these **** things fast. Weapons and ammunition are depleting too quickly."

"Nothing, no bombs, we still have swords!"

The commander Kang became excited again: "We are her sharp blade, the deadliest weapon in the world, and the unrivaled unity of loyalty—where are you going?"

Valyrian turned around and threw the back of his head: "I'm too lazy to talk to you idiot, I'm going to find the mysterious man who supports us."

"Why are you looking for him? The times that the warrior chose for support was very good. It can be said that he has truly mastered the essence of war. Why do you need to point others?"

"When did I say I was going to give pointers...Listen, Mowglis, I tell you solemnly, I know you have some mental problems because you have been in the warp for too long, but can you not Do you keep talking like that?"

"negative."

The commander looked away and continued to observe the battlefield, while waving at Valyrian in disgust. This move made the unsmiling Captain Shield Guard appear blue veins on his forehead.

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