Chapter 391 Interlude Sol Tarvitz’s doubts and... (Epilogue)
“Your statement is very interesting.” He finally said, “I feel there is a remoteness in it that I have never experienced before. Yun, may I mention the content of our conversation to Elder Rilanor? Your Highness, I guarantee that the final content conveyed to the Honor Guard and other warriors will be kept within an appropriate scope."
"Of course, why not? Being secretive won't help. A warrior should know why he pulled the trigger or swung the sword. Or maybe I will ask the venerable Rilanor to come and sit with me next time. , I have drinks and snacks prepared for Fearless. I believe his taste must be not far different from that of his father - Oh, by the way, Sol Tavitz, maybe you can tell me about it - according to this. I know that you are already considered a very fair and rational person in your legion or among all the Astartes. Otherwise, you would not have been elected as one of them in the last moments of Istvan III. Commander. But I also have a question to ask you now - or to put it another way, who are you loyal to now? "
Come on, the last question is too sensitive, but it is true. is the most important and priority question in this conversation.
Saul Tarvitz thought to himself that the overly relaxed and casual conversation just now made me completely let down my guard, and I must gather my energy to answer.
"Before answering this question, Your Highness, may I dare to ask you one more question?"
"Ask, Tavitz."
"Do you really think you are still very good? We are weak and can't do much, so we are dormant here in such a low-key manner, and we plan to do some daily mundane tasks besides war?"
"Of course? In such a dangerous universe, our size ...Don’t tell anyone, even though it might make others look more presumptuous, the Empire is a skinny camel bigger than a horse," Lamizane replied matter-of-factly, "We are still very small compared to the Empire or Chaos, even if we are only small. If we want to live freely, this depth is not enough for us, so I still need to build a new... empire."
Obviously when Lamizane mentioned that the "empire" was not with him. On the same stand, Tavitz was wavering because of his loyalty to the Emperor. In the end, he just struggled for thousands of years and had to invest again... So when he mentioned "Chaos", it was obviously not his side. , the former Emperor's Children officer was more or less relieved in his heart. After all, although betrayal is not a nice word, it is still much better than having CHAOS in front of his own ethnic group.
But when he heard the last word in this answer, his two hearts were suspended again.
A new empire with new and more battles? Is this the fate of a warrior?
"A new empire? Your Highness, is this what I think it means?"
"Of course, a new empire! We are so weak, how many ships do we have now? How many? Soldiers? How many weapons? We can't even get a second fleet formation! And the Imperial Navy alone has several famous fleets in this sector! Not enough! And what is needed for shipbuilding? "
"A contract between the Forge World and the Mechanicum?"
"This is very important," Lamizane raised a finger. "Resources, or in other words, money, food, logistics... war is about logistics, Sol, plundering will not last long after all. If you just rely on others, one day others will not be able to rely on you. You must rely on yourself. You must rely on yourself to build a new, An invisible empire will do - make it big enough before everyone discovers it."
"Invisible...?"
"An empire, an invisible empire, In a commercial empire, the battlefield is not just about bolters and smoke, but you don’t have to worry about this, because we have just...taken that first small step.”
What I just said is extremely scary. The content of "Reverse Tiangang" shocked Sol Tavitz to the point that he was speechless and fell into the office chair behind him, regaining the familiar lazy expression. "So before that, your guns must be extremely reliable to protect the first pot of gold of my business empire. What's your answer? Saul? Since you said you were entrusted on behalf of everyone Come, then your answer should represent their wishes, right?”
Sol Tarvits, whose thoughts were as chaotic as a land ravaged by a hurricane, nodded vaguely.
"Very good! Then, I will talk to Rilanor, Loken, Mortug and Macaog respectively later... and you may need to know something about Lucius. For his extra knowledge of maintenance..."
Finally, having had the various questions he was burdened with answered and yet more confused, Sol Tavitz found himself sitting there drinking today's On my third glass of water in the afternoon, I started to discuss with the amiable but wild-minded His Highness Lamizane Carosini, "Where do you think we should go first to deceive...find some of your loyalists who may still exist?" Such a question, and then the topic went all the way to "It might be more useful to release the news that you are still there to attract the other party to investigate on their own, so how to let the rumors spread?"
Next door to the office, Perturabo BC was tapping the display panels and interactive devices that had gathered with his brown almond eyes, white furry paws and flesh pads. He stopped for a moment and focused on the conversation between his body and Fulgrim's son.
"Hmph! Uther Ma'atra secretly used his damn psychic power to open the back door on the guard mech for convenience! There is no sense of safety and confidentiality! Wait until I see you next time I must teach him a lesson!”
After listening for a while, the dog's long mouth grinned with a gloating smile.
"Stupid boy, asking for trouble. Lamizane's perception of details is the best I have ever seen. One of his entertainment projects when fishing every day was to read books and discover clues to connect them. Let’s think about it together and... haha... It may be difficult to define whether the dragon slain by the pile of old bones on the throne is a real dragon, but the dragon slaying skill possessed by Lamizane is a real dragon slaying skill here. "
"Oh... so is this why you chose him?" The old man sitting opposite him spoke while drinking tea.
“Not completely.” The dog glanced at him, “He must know enough, be unbiased, and be able to judge the credibility and development of the facts to think independently... This alone is very rare. . In fact, there should be only "a few people" in the galaxy who can know the specialties and secrets of all legions, so almost no one dares to think from such a perspective like him - the most important thing is that he loves me, I'm sure not. Move.”
An indescribable expression appeared on Malcador’s old face.
"Besides, Sol Tavitz's mental stability is pretty good," Primarch Bianmu passed the monitoring data to Malcador from another panel, "You have taken a fancy to him, right? But I have to remind you, Don't go too far with the tricks under the table this time. No matter how many special subjects you have, they can't replace the front-on battlefield. No matter how bad the information is and why you don't treat others as human beings, you can break the trap now. There is no Magnus and there is no one more. I will make up for you."
"It seems that you have a lot of experience in every trial and error before."
"Haha. , Indeed, I have also experienced the rebellion of Macha, do you want to hear it?”
“Now that you can even mention this casually, it seems that Lord Lamizane’s power overflow has been improved. Are you under control?”
“On the contrary—” the dog bared its white teeth and patted its big black tail with long, fluffy feathers in displeasure, “It’s because I can no longer control the overflow, so I can only follow the trend - follow his wishes and take one step at a time - at this time, I can only say that there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain. "
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