"Oh, by the way, I have a surprise for you~"
Lilian hooked her arm through his, playfully sticking out her tongue.
"Please follow me, Lord Emrys."
A surprise?
Emrys was a bit numb; he was almost getting PTSD from the words 'surprise' and 'gift'!
Pulled forcefully by Lilian's arm into a reception room, he was full of questions when she unceremoniously pushed him into the master's seat.
"What is this?"
Emrys looked at her suspiciously. What new trick was she up to now?
"It's a secret~" Lilian looked mysterious, then stood beside him, bending down. Her hair fell from her ear as she whispered into Emrys' ear.
"I promise, it will greatly surprise you!"
The cool breath on his ear made Emrys shiver uncomfortably, but as soon as he turned his head, he met those emerald eyes, brimming with affection.
In her eyes, as exquisite as gems, lay a pool of clear water, reflecting only one person.
And if his gaze were to drift down a few more inches, he would see a glimpse of white, soft, and delicate skin. The dress she wore today had a conservative yet elegant neckline, but bending over in this posture revealed almost everything inside!
This woman—she was too skilled!
Every smile, every movement, seemed normal, yet it was meticulously designed to stir one's heartstrings.
"Ahem—"
Emrys coughed twice, immediately averting his gaze, afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself if he looked for a few more seconds.
Seeing his reaction, Lilian couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, her eyes seemingly curving into crescents, but her heart was blooming with joy.
Just as Emrys was feeling awkward, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped significantly!
A thick, pungent smell of blood seemed to permeate the air. Despite the bright light from the huge crystal chandelier, a shadow suddenly appeared in the room, like a ghostly specter.
The shadow, like a living thing, slowly sat down directly opposite him.
Then, under Emrys' sharply contracting pupils, the shadow receded its darkness, revealing its original face.
A highly alluring and provocative face, pale skin, and pointed, elf-like ears. Her figure was extremely voluptuous, and she was dressed very revealingly.
However, these features also exposed her identity: she was a female Dark Eldar!
"Hi~ little human hottie." The Dark Eldar opposite him provocatively licked her lips, showing an alluring expression and winking at him.
"We met once before, do you remember me? The Countess of the Night Scythe, Anna Asmodai."
"Dark Eldar?!"
Emrys' pupils constricted slightly, and murderous intent mixed with psychic energy erupted like a tidal wave!
The lights flickered erratically, emitting a harsh sound of electrical shorting. A chilling aura froze the air, and dazzling psychic lightning seemed to make the very air tremble, the terrifying presence almost tangible!
"Is this the hospitality of your Fernando family?"
However, facing this immense psychic energy, Countess Anna of the Night Scythe, sitting opposite the long table, showed no trace of panic.
A half-smile played on her lips as she cast her gaze towards Lilian at the side.
"Is he the… new collaborator you spoke of? He doesn't seem to welcome me much."
Hearing this, Emrys frowned tightly, glancing at Lilian, his tone slightly cold.
"What exactly is going on? I need an explanation!"
"Lord Emrys, please listen to me."
Lilian was very clever; she immediately detected Emrys' displeasure from his expression and hastily explained.
"Although Lloyd is dead, the shadow Dome Council he founded is still active. This one here—is one of its members."
The shadow Dome Council is still active?!
This news greatly shocked Emrys; it was somewhat unbelievable, and he frowned, saying, "But—wasn't the factory that produced the Daemon-symbiote armor already destroyed?!"
He remembered very clearly that he had ordered the Dark Angel to blow up that evil forge world!
Logically speaking, if Fernando lost that factory, the shadow Dome Council he established would also lose its value, unable to provide Daemon-symbiote armor. Whether it was the Dark Eldar, the Ork pirates, or the Chaos Lords, what reason would they have to cooperate with Fernando?
"Although the Daemon-symbiote armor factory was destroyed, the Fernando family has more than just that one asset." Lilian smiled.
"We have reached a new agreement. The Fernando family will provide them with shelter, intelligence, resources, and so on, while the 'Night Scythe' will be responsible for raiding and, when necessary,
eliminate some obstacles for the Fernando family."
"Only these?"
Emrys found it very strange. Were the Dark Eldar's demands really so simple?
"Her only request was to meet you."
Lilian lowered her head, a little embarrassed.
"You want to see me?" Emrys turned to look at the Countess of the Night Scythe.
"You should thank me~" Anna put down her long legs and leaned on the table, her chest pressed into a half-circle, her highly seductive eyes fixed on Emrys' face.
"If I had told Lloyd back then that you were Merlin Emrys, your plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly."
"You know me?"
Emrys was startled.
"Your bounty in Commorragh isn't low~" Countess Anna raised an eyebrow, then sat back down.
"But don't worry, I won't make a move against you. After all, I have a personal grudge with that Archon of the Kabal."
"I understand." Emrys nodded, thought for a moment, and said.
"You want to take revenge on that Archon, am I right?"
"More or less~ it's not exactly revenge."
Anna played with her nails, saying indifferently.
"For us, revenge is also a game. I just want to turn him into my slave."
Saying that, she looked at Emrys, licked her pale, colorless lips, her eyes full of desire.
"Of course, if possible, I'd like to turn you into my slave too~ the private kind. Interested in trying it out? Big sister promises to make you feel like you're in heaven."
"Heh, if you're really that horny, I suggest you go find an Ork Warboss."
Facing the Dark Eldar's provocation, Emrys' heart was like still water, completely unmoved. He sneered and retorted.
"Their size is quite large; they should be able to satisfy your perverted appetite."
"Boring~"
Seeing that her provocation was unsuccessful, Anna also lost interest.
"In short, that's the situation. We each get what we need. You help me deal with that Archon of the Kabal, and I'll help you deal with the enemies on the human side, just like before. Do you agree?"
This… how could he refuse!
Emrys sighed deeply. He only wanted to be a legitimate Rogue Trader, but now he seemed to be drifting further and further from the word 'legitimate.'
The good news was that he should now be considered the biggest power broker in the entire Calixis Sector.
But the bad news was… he had become the biggest heretic leader!
This dramatic outcome made Emrys both laugh and cry, yet he couldn't refuse.
How to put it, although he had become The Godfather of the 'underworld,' the biggest heretic leader on the Imperium's frontier, at least he himself was still very loyal.
Emperor above, you see, he was forced into this!
Although he knew it wouldn't be of much use, Emrys still silently prayed a few words in his heart, hoping the Golden Throne would hear him.
Whether the Emperor heard him, Emrys wasn't too sure, but the 'Traveler' system did.
The long-lost system voice sounded in his mind!
[Target world detected. Proceed immediately?]