Chapter 172 Something is wrong with Lysander
The tall warriors wrapped in thick ceramic steel walked side by side in the ancient and gorgeous Gothic arcades of the Phalanx Fortress. Lysander and Galaton did not speak for a while. .
Lysander could feel that Garadon's suspicion of him was almost undisguised. In the past five minutes, Garadon's sensors had thought they were scanning calmly. He did it five times (but Lysander's upgraded armor popped up each time with a pop-up asking whether to launch a silenced incineration...corona what? on Garadon), but the reason why he hasn't done it yet may be because The evidence is still insufficient and Lysander's past record is too loyal.
So what went wrong? First of all, there can't be any problems with this suit of armor, because even Lysander himself can't find fault with the armory's new paint, because they have well-documented reasons for facing the Macraggeans, and they are even meticulous. The original motto on his iron halo was restored to the original style one by one.
Secondly, Lysander is very sure that there is nothing wrong with his appearance compared with himself at this time. At best, he may look a little older? A few more scars? But there are no obvious new scars on the face...
Oh, wait, damn it, damn it, Dorne's hand! Is it because of that?
Lysander suddenly remembered his hairstyle at the moment - his hairstyle had been changed according to someone's preference! His hairstyle now looks very... I can only say that fortunately, at least Galaton's hairstyle also has a full head of hair.
So this shouldn’t be a big problem?
It’s just a little extra hair. He didn’t grow his hair long or braid it, right?
Is there really someone else here? But if this is the case, the third company commander will not be the only one who appears with Galaton. If it is the arrest of Danat Lysander, then this is at least worthy of the appearance of a full company and the Holy Fearless, not to mention The brothers, the venerable Pastor Shadras and the passionate Pastor Markov, will appear...
So the possibility exists, but it's not high.
The boots of the two captains stepped on the marble floor. Lysander was extremely familiar with this place. There was only one last corner before they would reach the Hall of Heroes.
The thought of once again witnessing and seeing the gruesome body that Vladimir Pyuna took from the mouth of the Norn Queen, a heavy haze enveloped Lysander's heart, temporarily replacing other chaos thoughts.
Garadon stepped forward and pushed open the door. Lysander had already adjusted the expression on his face - he didn't realize that this alone could show how much he had changed - and stepped in He entered the Hall of Heroes, and at the same time recalled the content of his speech at that time from his memory, preparing——
The atmosphere in the Hall of Heroes was as solemn and solemn as he remembered, and the team on the dome was so far away that it was almost blurry. The flag and the banner of honor were slowly fluttering under the influence of the rising thermal air. As expected, people were gathered here, all the surviving captains of the Imperial Fists Chapter.
They all wore armor and cloaks, some of which still had incompletely repaired battle marks. Their weapons and helmets were locked at their waists.
Lysander had never realized that the smoke of incense and candles, as well as the chants and prayers of cherubim and servitors, could confuse people's minds and cause hallucinations.
Because, on the central high platform, being blessed with holy water by a respected priest, isn't it Vladimir Pugh? ! Although it was a newly awakened Dreadnought, the name written on it was indeed his!
Lysander felt an incredible wave of dizziness and joy pouring from the center of his spine into his brain.
Pew, their respected, mainstay and reassuring Chapter Master, did not die in the raid on the Tyranids!
"...Danat?"
The heat of joy passed quietly from the edge of his eyes, and he blinked, not letting others notice this little accident. Lysander strode forward - now he could probably guess what kind of ceremony this was. It was a witness meeting held by the combat heroes when they were put into a new fearless. In view of the fact that they were put into a new fearless this time, The pilot is Pew, so this meeting is very likely to involve the selection of the next chapter leader.
As expected, the next development gradually began to overlap with Lysander's memory.
"Why are you unwilling to take over Pew's responsibility and lead our Chapter? Lysander, we all believe that you are the role model that all Imperial Fists monks aspire to be. You are the Chapter's A hero, you are the perfect candidate to be the next Chapter Master.”
After once again having to explain to everyone in detail that he fully understood that the Imperial Fists needed a leader, but why he couldn't take over the mantle of Chapter Master at this moment (this time Lysander didn't need five days of thinking) Speaking out the result of his careful consideration very fluently), a think tank director wearing a psychic hood walked out of the crowd.
Lysander recognized him immediately, Haldor Mazon, Chapter Master Pew's closest confidant and now the chief think tank of the Imperial Fists Chapter.
Here comes that conversation - he still remembers it. As long as this conversation is completed, they will eventually elect the fifth company commander as the new chapter leader.
Sure enough, although there were discrepancies in the following words of the chief think tank, they still generally explained Pew’s painstaking alliances, designs and serial arrangements over decades or even centuries, and even the attack on the Magor Rift. Just one part of it.
Masson's wise and melancholy eyes stared at Lysander, "Vladimir already knows your goal, and he also has burning anger against our hateful enemy in his heart, Danat, but Vladimir Dimir also understands that anger and pride also need to be controlled from the self. ”
"That's right," Lysander lowered his eyes slightly, and scenes of his past flashed before his eyes. He admitted, "I was really too focused on chasing the only goal in front of me. It was like an immature hairy man. Boy, my desire for revenge has blinded my vision, making me narrow-minded and unable to see everything clearly. I am completely unfit for the role of Chapter Leader because I will be selfish, out-of-control, and proud. With anger, my battle brothers cost their lives for no reason."
He lowered his head, "A commander should not be unnecessarily merciful, but a Chapter Master should consider the lives of his battle brothers. The Emperor's currency should be used wisely and not misused. I have made a great mistake in this matter, and I will regret it for the rest of my life, so I cannot wait until I have completed my revenge, my atonement. To shoulder such an important responsibility.”
A few company commanders made a sound of inhalation.
Garadon was extremely surprised to see the first company commander who had completely shed his pride. This was completely different from the hero of the battle group who looked down on everyone and had a sacred aura in his impression.
Haldo also looked a little surprised. It was obvious that the company commander's happy admission and such sincere attitude caused this reaction, but then his face showed a little relief.
The director of the think tank turned his face to Fearless on the ceremony stage, "Old friend, I think Lysander is much better prepared than we expected. Perhaps, we don't have to wait for the test to be completed, this time it really can be done."
The company commanders nodded one after another.
Lysander raised his head in confusion, and an unpleasant chill gradually crept up his back.
No? Why don't you follow the process that is supposed to happen? What do you want to do? !
(End of this chapter)