Chapter 557 Stealing half a day's leisure
Standard Imperial Calendar, 930.M41
The Human Empire, Storm Sector, Planet Nessen 4
The Tribulation Alliance Headquarters, Victory Traces
Malakin's private room is not only his rest room, but also his place of meditation.
This place is located inside the Scar of Victory, which is gradually being repaired. The four battle groups participating in the battle have their own garrison areas, in which they can build the buildings or facilities they need.
After wandering in the universe for so long, the Wailers finally have a "home".
After the long expedition and combat, Malakin also planned to let the battle group rest for a while and do some things that were not convenient in the ship-based era, such as the transformation of new recruits.
After being pardoned for the expedition, Malakin immediately took charge of the recruitment of the war group, recruiting more than a hundred recruits scattered across several star systems in the Storm Star Territory.
For subsequent transformation, the Lamenters Chapter has specially established a medical area on the Scar of Victory, which has greatly improved the rough surgical environment in the ship-based era, and can also help recruits obtain more High success rate.
In addition, the most common thing the Lamenters do is to conduct joint training with the Astral Knights. Although there is a training ground in the Scar of Victory, it is far inferior to the natural training ground of the Astral Knights on the surface of the planet. Therefore, They often conduct joint training with the Astral Knights.
The life of a Space Marine is simple and boring, even for Malakin, the chapter leader. However, in addition to presiding over the daily affairs of the chapter, he will also assist Soshyan in handling some alliance affairs.
In fact, the two have become close friends who talk about everything in the past few years.
Malakin was also the first in the alliance to know that Soshyan had obtained the blueprint of the Abyss-class battleship from the hulk the week before.
Now that data is sitting in the warehouse, waiting for the right buyer.
"It's about time."
Malakin glanced at the time, and then took a deep breath.
This room is spacious and airy, far better than his private room on the flagship.
Standing next to his bed was a wooden bookshelf. The old books on it were like his old friends. The familiar feeling and their contents prompted him to read them countless times.
A damaged Baal manuscript lies next to a narrative poem. Books on philosophy are crowded together with words of war, and other less eye-catching books are arranged in categories around it.
The copper incense burner was hung on the wooden rafters, and white smoke was flowing out of it.
Malakin took a deep breath of the mixed fragrance, and then stood up smoothly from the cross-legged meditating posture.
He was meditating a few hours ago. For Blood Angels, this is a very important daily activity.
At this moment, he was wearing a red robe and a leather belt with a string of rosary beads hanging on the belt. He looked like a complete ascetic.
At this time, the second company commander of the Lamenters, Germaine Juarez, appeared at the entrance of the room, wearing vermilion armor.
"Captain Soshyan is here."
Malakin nodded. In fact, before the second company commander appeared, he noticed that Soshyan had arrived outside his room.
“Invite him in.”
Juarez nodded, turned and left.
Subsequently, another person entered the room.
The man was tall and wore a gray robe with loose sleeves, so that you could see the knotted muscles on his arms and his ridge-like chest.
In fact, the Astartes without armor are even more terrifying, because their body proportions are similar to ordinary people, but they are so huge that they are almost alien.
The visitor's robe has few decorations, except for the emblem of crossed swords embroidered on the left chest.
But this is enough to show his identity.
Leader of the Astral Knights Chapter, Soshyan Alexey.
At the same time Soshyan entered the room, Malakin walked behind the desk, took down a jet black wine bottle and two crystal wine glasses from the wine rack on the wall, easily opened the stopper, and poured the clear corn-colored liquid into the room. Pour into two cups.
"Brother Malakin, you have been fine lately."
Soshiyang was not polite and sat directly on the chair opposite Malakin, raised the crystal cup to his lips and sipped. He took a sip and enjoyed the wine. Malakin smiled slightly and also sat on the chair.
“What do you think of this wine?”
"Its taste is more refined than the wine I usually drink."
Soshyan smacked his tongue.
“Mellow and thick, and full of surprising details.”
Malakin also took a sip, and then sighed and replied:
“This I discovered growing grapes on an unknown world in the Maelstrom Sector. The local indigenous people used it to make the most delicious wine. I learned this technique from them and brewed some myself. Unfortunately, this world Destroyed by that war, now only a desolation remains.”
Soshyan blinked in surprise.
“I never thought you would be interested in winemaking.”
“Oh? Why?”
Soshyan tilted his head, wondering whether Malakin Just kidding.
In his impression, the other party was a serious person, but he would occasionally tell meaningful jokes.
"How should I put it? We were born for war, and we basically won't get involved in fields that have nothing to do with war."
Malakin nodded and put down his wine glass.
"You are right, we are good at killing, but what does this have to do with our interests?"
"Interest."
Soshiyang looked around He glanced at the room and glanced at the books.
"I thought your interest was mainly in old papers."
"That's only part of it. In fact, both art and interest are part of our lives."
At this time , Soshyan recalled the fragments of his contact with the mourners, and then nodded.
“Yes, you seem to be more eager in this regard.”
“That is not a desire, but a necessity.”
Malakin sighed.
"Every descendant of Sanguinius inherits a certain emotion from the primarch. It is a blessing for us to experience this emotion, because we can use it in war and art. But this kind of passion also comes with risks. Sanguinius was perfect, and although we are all born from the template of Sanguinius, we are not perfect. His strong passion may fill a person. The soul leaves no room for reason... A person cannot easily bear the wrath of a demigod. The gifts we receive are numerous and have their own magical powers, but power and evil always go hand in hand. We must also learn to control this. emotions and dominate them instead of being controlled by them."
Red thirst and black rage, the curse of the descendants of Sanguinius, although this is an unspeakable secret to mortals, but to some ancient people. For the Space Marine Chapter, these are things recorded in the archives.
These records are also to remind future generations of things to pay attention to when working with the Sons of Sanguinius.
“Then what does this have to do with your interests?”
"By learning the details of workmanship, how to apply paint, how to wield a hammer when carving, and how to write with a brush, we fight against the beast that lurks within us. We must learn how to live in beauty like Sanguinius, Because all beautiful things are very important to him."
"I understand, you are imitating the lifestyle of the original body."
"You can say that." br>
“Then you must be the person who imitates the most.”
Soshiyang raised his glass and smiled:
"Honor the Eternal Sanguinius."
(End of Chapter)