Chapter 175 Reconciliation
The first thing they arrived at was the Spark's church, a magnificent building that gleamed with imperial majesty.
Its spire, decorated with countless gargoyles and carols carved on every stone, pierces the endless void like a sword, and its huge shining metal door is etched with icons and icons. A confessional poem that inspired every Astartes who passed through it to hate any evil force that dared challenge the glory of the Emperor.
Inside the church, the huge vaulted ceiling creates a vast space, inspiring visitors to think deeply.
Surrounding the walls are murals showing the heroic battles of the Astral Knights against heretics, traitors and aliens.
Stained glass windows depict a golden throne surrounded by a choir of silver stars, while the rising sun shines above, spreading the emperor's gifts throughout every corner of the church.
In the chapel behind the altar, the Astropath Choir knelt quietly in prayer.
That is a silvery and pure voice that transcends all feelings and perceptions and goes directly into the soul.
An aria that is enough to fill every dark corner of the soul with purity and light.
Malakin walked all the way to admire this magnificent scene. Although the church on the Mother of Tears is no less good than here, the stories told inside are completely different.
After visiting the church, Soshyan took Malakin to an auditorium.
There are no complicated furnishings here, only dark walls and a miniature monument. There are some weapons that no longer have owners placed on the relic shelf.
What shocked Malakin was the numbers on the monument.
771——
They have been stuck in the quagmire of war and have not heard the story of the Astral Knights. When Soshiyan destroyed their war group, he recounted the battle At this time, Malakin's ice-like face finally loosened.
Soshyan put his helmet under his left arm. His skin was almost the color of the armor's paint, and his eyes were particularly bright.
“We grieve for our brothers the Lamenters.”
He said in a soft tone:
“Because we know the pain of loss, but the Astral Knight does not We will surrender, we firmly believe that even if there are only thirty-three of us left, the Chapter will continue to exist until the last one dies."
"Is this false hope, Chapter Master Soshiyang?"
Malakin asked in a dark and sad tone.
But this is more like his questioning of himself.
"This is hope."
"What is hope? We were once full of hope."
Malakin's mood suddenly became excited, as if he had served All the injustice and misfortune encountered in the past two hundred years broke out at this moment.
He raised his hand to point to the eagle emblem above the monument.
"But we never got hope! Hope... is dead."
"Hope may not be a driving force, but it can be a weapon."
Soul Shi Yang calmly replied:
“I think hope is to accept the worst situation and move on. Although our hope is like a candle in the cold wind, it does not mean that we have to give up the fight... I changed the battle cry of the Chapter to 'The Chapter Lives Forever' until no one can shout the battle cry anymore."
"The battle group lasts forever..."
Malakin thought about these four words repeatedly.
Then, he glanced at the Magyar lord aside and whispered to Soshyan:
"Apologise for my previous attitude, Chapter Leader Soshyan."
"No, no, I understand the pain of physical and mental trauma. You have also lost a lot, not just material."
"But I still don't see through your intentions."
"We are in a war, a war against the greenskins."
Malakin frowned, he was thinking, and also I wonder if the other side intends to use them as cannon fodder in the war.
But this possibility was quickly ruled out, and he still wanted to believe that Soshyan would not have such great malice. "Our battle group is very tired now, the soldiers are also full of doubts, and-"
He glanced again at the Magyar lord who was as motionless as a statue.
"We cannot fight together with people who do not trust."
"This is the second thing I have to do."
Soshiyang smiled slightly.
He walked between Magyar and Malakin, then looked at the leader of the Ascetic Chapter, and asked:
"Lord Magyar, if the Lamenters Chapter is in danger right now, what will you do?"
Lord Magyar loosened his arms around his chest, and in the low hum of the server, he changed to another one. Standing posture.
He looked at Malakin, was silent for a moment, and then replied:
"I don't trust them."
There was no expression on Malakin's face, as if I already knew this would be the case, but Mazhar then went on to say:
"But I will still save them."
The leader of the Weeper Chapter raised his eyebrows and showed a surprised expression for the first time.
"I am not a bad person, but since the Emperor has forgiven them, they are still Astartes, they are... battle brothers. There is no reason to abandon them. This is my character, nothing else. Idea. "
Soshyan nodded and saluted the other party, and then looked at Malakin.
"Chapter Master Malakim, if the Ascetic Chapter is in danger, what will you do?"
The other party hung his head in silence for a while, then raised his head and said sternly:
"Our battle cry is 'We will die with honor for those we cherish', no matter what we encounter, or be No matter how we are treated, our beliefs have never changed, so... I will do my best to save them."
Soshyan nodded, and then raised his arms like a scale.
"So, what determines the destiny and future of the chapter? Is it tradition? Or the grudges of the deceased ancestors?"
The two chapter leaders looked at each other without saying a word. hair.
"According to me, it's none of them, but our faith, which is the eternal flame and hope in the hearts of every generation of warriors."
As he said that, he put down his arms.
"There is also the current choice."
Soshiyan took a step back, leaving a passage between the two chapter leaders.
“Now, what is your choice?”
There was silence in the auditorium, except for the slight sound of breathing.
Two minutes later, Mazar took the lead, followed by Malakin.
They walked toward each other, their steps gradually becoming firmer.
When the two sides were only an arm's length away, they stopped at the same time.
In the end, bright yellow and dark black, two armored hands were tightly held together.
Soshyan also took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and held the two's clasped hands.
On this day when the two war groups that had been hostile to each other for thousands of years reconciled, the Weepers also announced their official participation in the crusade against the Greenskins in the Flon system as the first battle of the Atonement Crusade.
In response, the Ascetic Chapter, the initiator of the campaign, announced that the Lamenters Chapter could unconditionally obtain any supplies in the war zone and established temporary strongholds for renovation purposes to help them regain combat effectiveness as soon as possible.
Privately, Soshyan promised that the Lamenters Chapter would receive a Moon-class cruiser under construction as a reward for participating in the war after the war, and that all materials captured during the war would belong to them. Be it equipment or ships.
(End of this chapter)