"We have countless enemies. Some of them are grotesque and grotesque, wielding terrifying weapons to massacre humans. Some are sanctimonious, pretending to be gentle vampire demons, greedily sucking every drop of blood from the civilians of the empire. I hope

If you can fight side by side with me, I will wipe out these enemies in the name of the Emperor's own son, and let the Empire usher in a new beginning."

Guilliman's roar before leading him away still echoed in Hawke's mind, prompting him to walk into the long recruitment queue.

He will sign up, be sent to a training base, and then sent to the battlefield.

He glanced in the direction of Residential Area No. 2, which was once his entire life.

Now, he is going to pursue another life.

People will die on the battlefield, but Hawke doesn't care.

Life does not matter how long it is, but whether it can burn meaningfully.

Instead of lying on the hospital bed when you are old, crying and waiting for death, it is better to burn yourself to your heart's content.

Hawke knows what he wants to pursue. He will be steadfastly loyal to the Emperor, will firmly support the Primarch, and fight against those aliens and those hypocritical enemies lurking within the borders of the Empire.

"Humanity will win, and the Empire will win."

Hawke whispered the last slogan his friend left in the world.
Chapter completed!