Under the shining lights, Soshyan stood in the center of the most luxurious reception hall of the Noble Council. He was wearing a ceremonial armor, no helmet but an iron halo. Behind him was a short red cloak hanging around his waist.
In the middle is his sword, Sheng Yan, and three gorgeous servo skulls hovering above his head, amplifying and transmitting his voice to all directions. At the same time, there are several camera servants that project his image on the surrounding walls to ensure that every scene is full.
Everyone can see it.
The Noble Council is located on the upper floor of Vaughan Hive, the largest hive on Sagan Prime. The reception hall here will only be opened to the most distinguished guests who have arrived on the planet, such as the Archbishop of the sector, the Director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the sector, and the like.
This hall is unusually magnificent. The mosaic floor depicts the mountains and rivers of the planet. The high hanging ceiling is carved with the image of the emperor. Heroes and angels are fighting around him. From the extremely spacious doorway of the hall to the huge display window of the hall
The edges are lined with huge marble and iron statues, each depicting an imperial hero or saint.
Now the place is crowded with smug officers, robed priests, stern law enforcers and hooded Mechanicum men, as well as other nobles and their wives and families.
From the moment he entered the arena, the applause of the crowd washed over Soshyan like waves, mixed with the war arias falling from the cheers of the angels above his head, making him feel as if he was on a stage.
Compared to the square, at this moment he felt the pressure from people's gaze, although to him this was nothing.
There was no one within ten meters of Soshyan, and eight tall Terminators surrounded him. But even for these nobles, seeing an Astartes Chapter Master at such a close distance was a big deal.
There was enough to talk about for decades, so they all tried their best to squeeze forward, including the ladies and ladies who were shaking their fans lightly or covering the lower half of their faces with them. But class was now revealed among them, and they were the closest.
The ones are still those big nobles.
Soshyan came to this banquet almost alone, because most soldiers were not used to such occasions, and it was already wartime, and everyone had their own responsibilities.
Boom——
Suddenly, the bell rang and everyone fell silent.
The ruler of the Vaughn Nest and the ruler of the Vaughn family, one of the five giants of the Noble Council, Earl Stern Vaughn stepped forward, cleared his throat, and raised his glass.
"Everyone, let us pay our respects."
His voice rolls through the array of loudspeakers in the servo skull on his shoulder.
"To the hero of the empire, the most heroic and fearless warrior, the nemesis of the Red Pirates, the conqueror of the great heresy, Lord Soshyan Alexey, who is here, ring the bell three times and offer his congratulations."
The bells rang again. This was an ancient triple bell ringing ceremony. The nobles made the eagle gesture and recited the words of loyalty required by the etiquette.
But within a few seconds, Soshyan raised a hand.
"That's enough, everyone."
Soshyan said with a smile:
"I can't bear such a big gift. This dinner has already flattered me. Earl Stern took the trouble."
Stan Vaughan took a step forward, bowed deeply and respectfully, and then took another step.
"Sir Soshyan, it is a great honor for the Vaughan family to receive you."
Soshiyang nodded slightly and glanced at the people in front of him. Stern Vaughn, a middle-aged nobleman who seemed to be gentle and gentle, was the actual ruler of Sagan Prime. Although it seemed that he only owned Vaughn's Nest, he actually owned The master of the underground world of the entire Sagan galaxy has close relationships with organizations such as the Thirty Silver Coin Society and the Death Cult. The gray business of illegal drugs and human trafficking even extends outside the galaxy, and he has many entanglements with various interests. King Stern IV, known as the Vaughn dynasty.
Then there is Bornhard Morales, the head of the Morales family, who carries the rank of Colonel of the Guards. He is also the ruler of Gomez, the second largest hive in Sagan Prime, and is still working for Terra. He works in the Astrology Hall, and his wife is a lady from a branch of the Werner family. The family's industries seem to be relatively legal, mainly transportation and food trade, and the handsome young man next to him should be His son - it is said that the head of the Morales family is very henpecked, has no lover or side wife, and has only one heir, but he seems to be a playboy of little use.
"Colonel Bornhard, I hope that Gomez Nest can provide at least thirty infantry regiments in the future, and I need more assistance from you."
Soshyan's words made Bornhard's face stiffen, then he straightened his back and saluted.
"Yes, Commander Soshyan! I will reorganize the Hive Guards immediately!"
At this time, Arni suddenly gave a less than standard salute, and then said in a nervous tone that was visible to the naked eye:
"Commander So... Commander Soshyan! Me! I will also serve in the expedition. I will die for the emperor... even if I die!"
Soshyan showed a flat smile and nodded.
"The Emperor is also looking forward to your performance."
Arni was flattered by such words, and he nodded vigorously.
At this time, Soshyan's eyes had turned to Vorster Burr, a general wearing the uniform of a major general of the Astra Militarum. He had a strong build, a thick beard, and a majestic appearance that might intimidate a little man. He always maintains a straight-backed and serious posture in front of others. He is not only the ruler of the hive Roberto Zuniga, but also the lord commander of the Sagan First Legion - there are currently only three Astra Militarum in the Sagan system. But only the first legion has more than 300,000 people, and the other two groups combined are less than 200,000. According to the information obtained by Soshyan, the Boer family has a deep background in the Ministry of Military Affairs, and its main responsibility is to guard the Ministry of Military Affairs. The Sagan galaxy and surrounding supply stations and contact stations regularly provide 500,000 to 1 million young people of appropriate age.
"Major General Worster, Sagan's First Army will be an important force in the fight against heretics in the future. I am also looking forward to your performance."
Vorster stamped his feet vigorously, gave a very standard military salute, raised his chin slightly and said loudly:
"Everyone in the First Legion is ready to sacrifice his life for the Emperor!!"
Next is the old patriarch of the Hoyland family, the 151-year-old Ernst Mare Hoyland. This old man who controls the largest trading fleet in the Maelstrom is wearing a very simple gray suit.
He was wearing a robe, holding a cane that seemed to be made of the teeth of some kind of creature, and his face was so wrinkled that it was almost impossible to see its original appearance. He was surrounded by his four children. Although each of them was over a hundred years old, but with the help of
All kinds of expensive and advanced life-extending surgeries, everyone looks about forty or fifty years old - seeing their energetic appearance, Soshyan can't help but think of the dead Olga, if it weren't for the mechanical throne's impact on the user's spirit and soul
With the loss, he might be able to enjoy these surgeries.
It is rumored that the Hoyland family is involved in a succession dispute. Since the death of Old Marley's last successor and his second son due to an accident, the family has not determined another successor for decades, and he obviously has no time left.
That huge fleet, wealth and territory have become the targets of many people and forces.
However, as a Rogue Trader family, the wealth of the Hoyland family is not so easy to spy on, because it possesses a very rare thing——