Lord Magyar, the Chapter Master of the Ascetic Chapter, walked into the audience hall, followed by an honor guard. The most elite warriors under his command wore armor full of scars.
And his own figure carved with massive bones is as breathtaking as ever.
Soshyan stepped forward to greet him, and the two hugged.
"Captain Soshyan, long time no see."
After they separated, Soshyan took a look at Mazar and found that although he was still as determined and cheerful, there was unconcealable tiredness in his eyes.
"Where did you come back from, Lord Magyar?"
"Just came back from Griffin Galaxy."
Mazar's voice was still like a loud bell, but Soshyan could detect the deep pain in it.
"There were two mining worlds there that both discovered huge genestealer nests. The tech sages of Griffin IV couldn't completely eliminate them even though they racked their brains, so I went to support... That was
A bloody battle in which the Chapter paid a heavy price."
"What are the casualties?"
"I lost one hundred and thirty-one fine soldiers."
This number surprised Soshyan.
"What happened in Griffin Galaxy?"
But Mazar seemed reluctant to answer this question.
"We encountered an enemy we had never seen before, which caused us heavy losses. Fortunately, we received supplies from the Forge World Griffin IV, which made the losses less terrible."
Soshyan sighed.
"It's such a troubled time right now."
"Indeed, the end of the forty thousandth year is always full of all kinds of dark omens. Speaking of which, I heard that you also did a lot of great things during this period?"
Soshyan nodded.
"Yes, we also destroyed a genestealer nest, and then suppressed a rebellion caused by Chaos, destroyed many demons, and also eliminated a group of Eldar pirates..."
As he spoke, Soshyan stopped, hesitating whether to tell the story of the Soul Drinker's rebellion.
But then I thought about it, this matter has most likely been publicized, and there is no point in hiding it, so I continued:
"While suppressing the Chaos Rebellion, I met Golgri, the former Chapter Master of the Soul Drinkers Chapter. He was a great warrior, but some of his brothers were not... members of the Soul Drinkers Chapter.
The director of the think tank and the priest had fallen, they started a rebellion, they killed Golgory, and I witnessed the whole process."
"I heard that too."
Lord Magyar's eyes were stern, burning with anger and hatred.
"Aliens and heretics are certainly hateful, but the most hateful thing is these treacherous traitors! Tell me, Soshyan, how many of these traitors and lackeys have you killed."
"Many, but not all, Sarpedon managed to escape with the help of witchcraft."
"I hope one day I can put an end to this damn traitor."
Looking at the Ascetic Chapter Leader gnashing his teeth, Soshiyang's mind was spinning. He didn't know whether he should reveal that he had taken in the loyal warriors of the Soul Drinkers.
His reason told him that he couldn't talk about it.
But if in the future, the two war groups need to fight side by side due to emergencies, can this kind of thing be concealed?
It doesn't seem easy, because Magyar knows the previous number of Astral Knights very well, and the sudden increase in the number will definitely arouse the other party's suspicion, and it will probably be more difficult to explain by then.
More importantly, at the end of this increasingly turbulent 40,000 years, the Astral Knights really need a few reliable allies.
An idea began to form in his mind early on.
So Soshyan made a decision.
"Lord Magyar, I...have something else that I want to tell you in private."
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Two hours later, the catacombs of the Astral Knights Chapter monastery.
Soshyan and Magyar stood side by side and stared at Gorgli's body for a long time.
The fallen Chapter Master was placed in a metal coffin carefully crafted by craftsmen and preserved at extremely low temperatures.
"Thank you for telling me about this, Soshyan."
Mazhar's tone was unprecedentedly serious and heavy.
"But you should know what it means to do this. You are still too young and know very little about the relationship and game between the High Lords Council and the Astartes Chapter. They will not tolerate this kind of thing.
"
"I know."
Soshyan replied in a low voice and sighed.
"But this is Golgri's last wish, and I must fulfill it no matter what. I have sworn that once all the traitors are eliminated, the stain on the Soul Drinker's flag will be erased, and they can reorganize their own warband.
Restore your mark and glory."
The top of the coffin is made of transparent glass, and Gorgli's calm face can be seen inside.
"What a sad sight."
Mazhar whispered:
"Soshiyang, you know me... I have imagined and dreamed countless times that one day I will be like him, lying in a coffin, silently... I have lived too long
Yes, death is sometimes a luxury."
"Death is our common destiny."
Soshyan nodded in agreement.
"Let's not talk about it. Soshyan, I believe you. Your willingness to share this secret with me means that you are fundamentally different from that Huron. It proves that you have never put personal desires above loyalty, but others may not
You would think so, in this galaxy, everyone has become accustomed to using the most malicious assumptions about others."
"So I hope you can keep it a secret for me."
Mazar nodded.
"This is natural. I just remind you not to trust others easily. Don't tell any third person about this matter."
"Not even the Malaki brothers?"
"he--"
The Magyar lord looked confused.
"Why mention him? He doesn't seem to have any connection with this matter."
"I've had an idea for a long time."
Soshyan carefully considered his words, but Mazar on the opposite side was very interested.
"Talk about it."
"At the end of this forty thousand years, various heretics and aliens are becoming more and more active, and every war group seems to be stuck in a quagmire of bitter fighting. I have a feeling that some kind of drastic change may come... If we continue to work alone,
Go ahead, the situation of each war group will only get worse and worse. This is the moment when we need unity most."
Mazar narrowed his eyes slightly.
"you mean--"
"I propose to establish a loose and equal alliance. Everyone supports each other, regularly shares intelligence, exchanges materials, and joint exercises. Under the premise of not violating the laws of the empire and being loyal to the Golden Throne, if any one chapter is attacked, other chapters will be attacked.
Support must be provided unconditionally. When a huge threat arises, the alliance will launch a joint operation, and alliance members will vote together to decide who is the supreme commander."
After listening, Mazar was silent for about a minute, then stroked his chin and responded slowly.
"interesting."
"This is just a preliminary idea."
"I see something interesting, so what do you plan to call this alliance?"