Chapter 275 Guilliman: Doesn’t this guy look familiar to you?
Under the gaze of many eyes, Guilliman strode down the heavenly steps and returned to the team.
Boom——
The crowd erupted in shock and fear, shouting and begging the Primarch for enlightenment.
However, Guilliman did not respond, nor did he reveal any details of his meeting with his father.
It just means that I have the answers to all my questions.
At this moment, the Primarch was filled with worry and confusion, thinking about how to deal with the terrible storm that was about to hit, and how to contact the unknown brother.
He is now eager for someone to help him.
Guilliman frowned and passed by Ron who was craning his neck to watch the excitement in the crowd.
Soon, new teams began to gather.
The Primarch summoned many warriors and signaled Valanor, the leader of the Custodes, to accompany him.
When a larger team was formed, Guilliman faced the crowd and issued the first order:
Summon all the High Lords of Terra immediately!
He will announce a resolution in public at the Terran Council——
After thousands of years, Robert Guilliman, the Emperor's son, will once again take over as the Supreme Commander of the Empire!
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Connect the Axiom Fortress.
Unlike many of the decaying, ugly buildings on Holy Terra, this fortress still exudes an aura of wealth and abundance.
Antiques from ancient civilizations, artifacts of alien technology, and the oldest and freshest gadgets in the galaxy are gathered here.
Because this is the headquarters of the Imperial Merchant Fleet and the residence of the Rogue Trader spokesperson.
Centuries before the founding of the Empire, the foundations for the Fortress of the United Axioms were laid.
Every trading license is issued from here, and every statistical data on transportation, taxation and trade in each system is stored here.
At the same time, this fortress is also a huge signal receiver, constantly collecting merchant ship data from various relay stations and broadcasts.
Deep in the fortress, there is also a terrifying genetically modified creature called Calculo Schedule Manager, which lives in a cultivation tank to coordinate the empire's shipping.
“Hiss~ This antique looks a bit familiar...”
Ron and Shaheem were walking through the gorgeous corridors, and he saw a porcelain vase placed in a display cabinet.
According to the introduction of the label.
This is a relic from an ancient dynasty tens of thousands of years ago. The material and craftsmanship are extremely special. It was found in subspace by a certain merchant ship.
He looked at the familiar glaze colors and patterns on the vase, and he could roughly identify it. It seemed like porcelain from the Tang Dynasty...
Sure enough, there is everything in the subspace.
After a few glances, Ron withdrew his gaze and followed Shahim deeper.
Preaching rights have been obtained.
This time they came to the Axiom Fortress to meet with the Supreme Lord and Rogue Trader spokesperson, Kania Danda.
To solve the inheritance procedure of the Emperor's Blood Merchant License.
Now, Guilliman has officially become the supreme commander of the empire, also known as the regent.
But his position was not secure.
Ron could feel that the atmosphere on Holy Terra was very depressing, and something was brewing faintly.
That was the smell of a coup.
In the dense hive, chaos cults and mutants are restless.
If the guess is correct, Holy Terra will cause a bloody storm, and countless people will die in this disaster.
There are even high lords who are assassinated in the chaos.
Ron is unwilling to get involved in this complicated dispute.
Most of the empire's top officials secretly control high-level military forces or cultivate top assassins, and can even attract evil alien aid.
Those powerful individuals are not just for free.
They were able to wield poisons powerful enough to severely injure the Primarch, mystical force-field weapons, and potent melta bombs that were equally potent for all.
Even if Ron's body is here, there is no guarantee that he can escape without many guards.
In this case.
He only hoped that Shahim could pass the verification quickly, obtain the hereditary contract, and officially inherit the identity of the Govindi family's imperial blood merchant.
Then stay away from Holy Terra before the conflict breaks out completely.
Soon, Ron and Shahim stepped into a gorgeous door under the guidance of the servitor.
There is the office of Kania Danda, the High Lord and Rogue Trader spokesperson.
After they entered, the door slammed shut.
It didn’t take long.
Ron and Shahim walked out gloomily.
The negotiations broke down.
Kaniya Danda required the Govindi family to sign a contract of advance and retreat from the alliance, and must disclose all channels and contribute 50% of their income to the alliance.
At the same time, she regarded the spirit of hereditary free contract as nothing, and made vague threats.
It seems that the Govindi family has been conquered.
After all, a down-and-out Emperor Blood family is just a piece of fat to her, the spokesperson of the Rogue Traders.
Shahim suppressed his blush and gritted his teeth.
After leaving the mansion, he immediately growled: "Damn it, that woman is so greedy, she almost wants to devour us!"
Shahim looked up at Ron, his face full of worry:
"What should we do if that woman blocks it and prevents the institution from issuing a hereditary contract?"
That is indeed possible.
Even though the Emperor's Blood Trading License has sacred validity, as the supreme lord, Danda has too many things he can do.
Even if she cannot control the verification process and falsify it, she can delay time through some complicated procedures.
According to the empire's work efficiency, it is normal for a process to take tens or even hundreds of years if it is delayed again.
This is unacceptable to Ron and Shahim. After all, they communicated with Danda just to speed up the verification process.
"Don't worry..."
Ron patted Shahim on the shoulder: "The supreme lord was dazzled by power and greed, and she will soon be in bad luck. ! ”
If he remembers correctly.
This High Lord will join forces with the other three High Lords: the Ecclesiarch, the Minister of the Interior, and the Navigator Ambassador to launch a bloody coup against the Primarch.
Then their coup failed and they were kicked out of the Supreme Lords Council, completely losing power.
Ron originally thought that if the cooperation was pleasant, he would secretly warn her through certain channels.
Give her a chance to rein in the situation.
Now it seems that it is no longer necessary. She can die wherever she likes.
Ron sighed slightly.
The channel for the Rogue Traders has been cut off.
If they want to get the hereditary contract quickly, they can only find his half-brother, Brother Guilliman.
On the way back, while passing through a dark passage, Ron and the others were suddenly intercepted.
They were two girls wearing pure white dresses, noble looks, and a pair of pure white wings.
Ron could recognize them at a glance. They were the twin attendants of the silver-haired angel Saint Celestine.
The twin holy servants bowed slightly, their voices sweet.
They sincerely invite Mr. Shahim and his supervisor to meet the living saint.
At the same time, a secret passage beside the road was opened.
Shahim was confused.
That holy living saint invites himself?
They don’t know each other either.
Even during the battle on the moon and the pilgrimage, the other party never paid attention to him.
Hearing this, Ron felt a sudden change in his heart.
Sure enough, it came.
Looking for Shaheem is just a pretense.
This wave is probably aimed at him, the savior and the demon eater.
The gaze of the silver-haired angel from before made him a little uneasy. The other person's psychic awareness was too keen.
His sensitivity is far beyond that of Guilliman, the original body!
The other party may have noticed something strange.
But Ron thought.
Why is the silver-haired angel looking for me?
In the battle of Macragge, he just saved the opponent once, so he wouldn't let the opponent miss him so much, right?
Is it possible that she is greedy for my body?
That can't be done, right?
Even though he is terrifyingly handsome in person, he is the Chosen One of Slaanesh, the one the Lord of Pleasure wants to whip, the Galactic Succubus, and the poison that women cannot refuse.
But he did not reveal his true face in front of the silver-haired angel.
What's more, Saint Celestine is a living saint, a loyal servant of the Emperor, and the chosen one of the "Fifth Evil God".
How could such a being, who has a very firm belief and serves a great will all his life, have some other emotions?
Thank God he is not regarded as a heretic.
Thinking of this, Ron first ruled out this answer.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Since this is not the reason, there is only one real answer.
That being may have obtained some information and wanted to find out the true identity of the Demon Eater in some way.
There is even a more sinister purpose!
Ron could imagine what would happen next with his eyes closed.
Classic plot.
Wait until they arrive at St. Celestine's residence.
Shahim will probably be left hanging in the reception room for some reason.
He will be invited by the Twin Saints into the secret room deep in the residence, where the silver-haired angel is waiting for him to have a secret meeting.
After meeting, the other party confirmed her identity in some way, and then she pounced on him.
Push the great savior and the Demon Eater to the ground and bring him to justice.
Maybe he will be tied up to see the original body.
“Hiss~ That living saint repays kindness with evil and has sinister intentions!”
This speculation made Ron a little nervous.
The good news is that his body is just a clone and will not be completely caught.
Bad news, Shahim can't run away, he will probably be caught and questioned using secret methods.
Although there will be no life-threatening danger, the true identity of the Demon Eater may be exposed.
I’m afraid I’m going to lose my vest this time!
When people like Guilliman know his true identity, they will not only risk working for the Empire and fighting for their whole life.
What’s even more troublesome is that the current Holy Terra has not been cleansed by the original body, and has been penetrated by the forces of chaos, almost like a sieve.
After all, we can spread Gouzi literature in front of the God Emperor.
Once your secret is revealed, the forces of chaos will definitely know it too.
At that time, there will be a lot of dangers for nothing, so many enemies are looking for you!
Fortunately, the silver-haired angel seemed unsure and simply conducted a test.
Otherwise, it would not be the invitation given by the twin holy servants.
Ron frowned slightly, hesitating about how to respond.
After all, everyone has come...
Let’s forget it.
Ron glanced at Shaheem.
Then he smiled at the Gemini Holy Attendants and firmly refused the invitation:
"Sorry, we have urgent matters and cannot go to see Lord Saint Celestine for the time being..."
He thought for a while and added: "When the problem is solved, we will go to see Lord Saint Celestine and apologize in person."
The Twin Holy Attendants heard Ron After speaking, they exchanged looks with each other.
They seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding silently, but they nodded slightly in an elegant manner to express understanding and acceptance:
"The master is looking forward to your arrival..." Then, they lightly spread the wings behind their backs. , leaving like two dreamy lights and shadows, leaving behind beautiful silhouettes.
Huh~
Waiting for the Twin Holy Attendants to go away, Ron relaxed slightly.
Escaped for the time being.
Fortunately, he gained time. He just fooled them, and as soon as he finished his work, he quickly ran back to Erth's lair!
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The Imperial Senate.
This is the core of power in the Imperial Throne World of Holy Terra, fulfilling the duties of the Council of the Supreme Lords.
Its architecture imitates the design of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and the huge podium in the center is the meeting place for the supreme lords.
Now, Robert Guilliman, son of the Emperor, Primarch of the Ultramarines, and Supreme Commander of the Empire, has settled here.
Office of the Supreme Commander.
The original body's huge body was leaning over the desk, frowning as he flipped through documents.
The noise of the Armor of Destiny made him a little irritated.
What made Guilliman even more irritated was the attitude of the High Lords.
Although he has the support of several supreme lords such as the Star Torch Court and the Sisters, more supreme lords are vaguely resistant.
The Indomitable Expedition plan is also difficult to implement.
At the same time, he also noticed that there was an undercurrent surging in Holy Terra.
"That brother foresaw all this..."
Guilliman took out a portrait from the file. The portrait showed a young lord, but his appearance was slightly blurry.
That was the image he saw in Magnus's witchcraft formation. He could be sure that the other party was the Demon Eater, the true form of his brother.
In front of the Golden Throne, the brother gave himself some psychic messages before leaving.
It was about the situation on Holy Terra, telling him to be wary of certain High Lords.
Guilliman looked at the portrait with some relief.
After he woke up, the world he faced was so strange.
The former brothers died, betrayed and betrayed, and the rest disappeared.
The blood of the original body created a barrier between him and the people around him.
Those people respect themselves as demigods and treat them respectfully, as if they are not the same species as them.
These made him feel indescribably lonely and incompatible with the people and things around him.
Guilliman felt like he was enduring all this alone.
However, now he is no longer alone.
The original body knows that there is at least one living brother in the world who supports him, and he is not fighting alone!
Since that brother is familiar with everything that happens in Holy Terra, it proves that the other person is at least within the solar system.
Even hiding in Holy Terra.
He vaguely felt that the other party was not too far away from him.
Guilliman sighed slightly.
From the brother's tone, he sensed that the other brother was evading and unwilling to assume the responsibility of the empire.
Moreover, the father's restraint on that parent and child was too loose, which was completely different from his previous attitude towards the parents and children.
This won’t work!
The original body's expression became serious. As one of his own children, with such powerful abilities, how could he evade his own responsibilities?
He must invite that brother back and join forces to revive the empire!
Thinking of this, Guilliman stared at the portrait, as if he wanted to keep its appearance firmly in his mind.
He has the confidence to find the other person at a glance in the crowd.
After a while, Guilliman realized something and gently put the portrait down.
It's time to meet.
The heir to the Govindi family asked to see him, as if he wanted his help.
It seems that their relationship with the high lord Kania Danda of the Rogue Traders is not very good, so much so that they begged for it on their own head.
That’s just right.
Kanya Danda has clearly opposed the New Deal, and he needs to support the new business forces.
Guilliman gently pressed the bell beside the table and signaled the attendants to let Shahim and his staff in.
……
The entrance to the supreme commander’s office.
Ron and Shahim received permission and entered the office together.
However, as soon as they walked in, they heard a soft cry.
They followed the sound and saw that there were documents scattered on the ground, and the original body was bending down with difficulty, trying to pick up the documents, but his hands could not reach them.
The two sides' eyes met, and there was a hint of embarrassment.
The original body straightened up, showing a gentle smile, with a somewhat self-deprecating tone:
"Sorry, I made you laugh. Although this armor saved my life, I caused A lot of trouble, and I have to wear it all the time..."
Guilliman came over and motioned for the two of them to sit down on the stone chairs in the reception: "Please sit down, please."
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Just as Ron was about to sit down, he noticed that the original body's eyes were locked on him, as if he was examining something.
He touched his beard and his heart skipped a beat.
You can’t be recognized by Lao Ji like this, right?
This cloned body was modified based on the physiological characteristics of the Govindi family's vassal steward family, and it adopted a completely different appearance.
And the soul consciousness invested is very weak.
It is completely the strength of ordinary people.
“Have we met before?”
Guilliman took a closer look and suddenly asked. He vaguely felt that the other party was somewhat familiar.
Hearing this, Ron immediately said respectfully:
"Yes, sir, I have participated in the pilgrimage, and I am in the team behind you.
You should have seen me on the pilgrimage..."
"No wonder, Mr. Grant, please sit down..."
Guilliman walked away and sat down on the stone chair with his huge body.
He didn't think much about it. The staff member named Grant did participate in the parade.
Ron breathed a sigh of relief and sat down behind Shahim.
Sure enough, Brother Guilliman's psychic sense was a bit... slow, and he discovered it right in front of the Golden Throne.
It's a bit difficult to deliver the message to him.
This is actually a good thing, it means that Guilliman's consciousness will be stronger and less likely to be corrupted by Chaos.
Also, the defense against chaos attacks is also high.
Maybe this is one of the reasons why he is so resistant to beatings, directly reducing the attack of those chaotic beings.
Soon, the conversation between the two parties began.
Shahim briefly talked about the unfair treatment he had encountered, and at the same time said that there was something wrong in his territory and he was eagerly waiting for him to go back and deal with it.
He hopes to get the help of the original body to speed up the verification process and inherit the family legacy as soon as possible.
Guilliman agreed happily, and chatted with Shahim again like a spring breeze.
Draw it into your own camp.
But Ron could detect the fatigue and sadness hidden behind that smile.
Guilliman has been holding on, trying to handle all matters as a qualified leader.
Also takes care of the emotions of others.
It’s not easy, Brother Guilliman...
Ron felt a little guilty in his heart, and he secretly said:
"As long as we are rich, don't forget each other!
When my brothers get rich and drive the Titan, I will support you!"
But the next second.
He glanced at a portrait on the ground that looked like himself, and most of the guilt in his heart disappeared.
You Guilliman, you care about your brother and me so much!
You want to find me and drag me to Holy Terra as a cow and horse, right?
I was sweating profusely.
Now, Ron wants to run away even more quickly.
After finally waiting for the conversation to end and getting the warrant stamped with the original's emblem, Ron followed Shahim and walked out with relief.
Don’t stay here for a long time!
When Ron was about to step out of the office.
The voice of the original body suddenly came, carrying a hint of irresistibility: "Wait a moment."
? ? ?
Ron tried his best to control his emotions and turned around stiffly.
Then, he saw the original body's somewhat apologetic smile: "Mr. Grant, can you please help pick up the documents on the ground?"
"No...no problem."
Ron walked back.
He quickly picked up the files and walked out of the office quickly.
Guilliman didn't have much doubt about Mr. Grant's attitude. People were always a little afraid of him.
I don’t know why, but he just asked the other party for help.
The primarch continued to look at the document.
A long time passed.
He suddenly raised his head and frowned.
Always feel like you’ve missed something?
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Ebony Grail Cathedral.
This is the headquarters of the Sisters, and one of the sanctuaries of Saint Celestine, the Living Saint, is located here.
The silver-haired angel was standing on the balcony wearing a silky robe.
She seemed to be expecting something.
Soon, the Twin Holy Attendants flew over and told her the news: Mr. Shahim and his staff had left Holy Terra on a merchant ship.
Saint Celestine frowned steadily, but said nothing. After all, it was just a clone of Mr. Demon Eater.
Since he doesn’t want to meet him for the time being, forget it.
She vaguely felt that before long, they would be able to meet in another place...
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Airspace.
Govindi.
A room in the ship's cabin.
"I ran away successfully, and I'm finally going back!" Ron was lying on the sofa, drinking Bing Kuo Luo comfortably.
After obtaining the original body warrant, he and Shahim immediately went to get the hereditary contract.
Let Shahim officially inherit the inheritance of the Govindi family and become an emperor's blood merchant.
After that, they headed to the airport without stopping and left the solar system as quickly as possible.
This trip to Terra successfully achieved its goal, and it’s time to go back and vigorously develop the territory.
Soon, Guilliman will assemble a fleet to launch an expedition against the forces of Chaos, and he cannot be left behind.
At least he must be strong enough to participate in this battle before Guilliman enters the Garden of Nurgle.
Burn the Chaos Evil God’s lair with fire, how could the great savior miss such a thing.
And you have to fish for the goddess of life.
Ron was drinking ice cream leisurely.
Suddenly, he heard a shocking news on the ship's public channel...
(End of this chapter)