On the morning when the Astral Knights Monastery Fortress ushered in the morning, Soshyan led the Honor Guard to gather at the planetary airport to greet the fleet that had just arrived.
On the console, Soshyan, wearing full ceremonial armor, looked at the holographic projection in front of him, and a noble face appeared in it.
Then he smiled.
"Hello, Brother Malaki."
Soshiyang welcomed him with great sincerity:
"I'm glad you arrived safely."
The other person responded with a calm smile.
"Long time no see, brother Soshyan."
The welcome ceremony was short and quick, and the Magyar lord who was accompanying him also appropriately expressed his brotherhood. Then the three Chapter Masters entered the room used for secret meetings in the monastery.
Soshyan placed a long table and four seats in it. The wide door was closed tightly, and soldiers from the three battle groups were guarding the outside.
"This is an expedient measure."
After a long narration and explanation, Soshyan made a summary of his actions.
"The end of the 41st millennium is full of crises. Abaddon's Black Legion has increased the frequency of its incursions into the Empire. The Tyranids have attacked one sector after another. Greenskins are always a hidden danger... If we are rigid
If we stick to the dogma, we will not be able to do justice to the world we want to protect, nor to the soldiers who fought bloody battles."
Soshyan sat on a chair, and behind him hung the battle flag of the Astral Knights. Similarly, behind the chair where Magyar sat hung the banner of the Ascetic.
Malakin did not sit down, but paced anxiously and thoughtfully.
"Soshyan explained his idea to me in detail not long ago. Although some of the details make me slightly worried, I am increasingly aware of its value."
Mazar's words made Malakin stop. He looked at the two of them and whispered:
"But it can easily cause misunderstandings by others."
Soshyan sat back in his chair and put his hands flat on the edge of the table.
"Brother Malakim, which aspect are you referring to?"
"I am not referring to the alliance. Although this move may be unexpected, it is not without precedent..."
Malakin considered his words carefully.
"The matter of the Soul Drinker...Brother Soshyan, do you still remember the ending of Huron?"
"I know that this move is shocking to the world, so I am willing to share this secret with my most trusted brother to prove that Huron and I are not the same."
Malakin raised his head and looked at the dim light of the midnight sky through the window of the room.
After a long while, the son of Sanguinius said quietly:
"We have all witnessed disasters, fratricide, stars falling, demons running rampant...the ancient nightmare is returning."
Malakin immediately turned around and looked at Soshyan sincerely.
"Brother Soshyan, I am touched by your trust. Even if you know what Huron has done, you are still unwilling to deceive us. I also want to believe that you are fundamentally different from that traitor."
Soshyan stood up and pointed to another empty chair.
"I once swore this oath, and I solemnly promise you now that once the stain on the Soul Drinker's banner is wiped away, I will restore the warriors to their original identities and rebuild their Chapter without any delay.
Or argue.”
"Are you willing to swear this?"
Malakin looked at him with burning eyes.
"Sincerely."
Malakin took a deep breath.
"Then it's decided?"
"That's it."
Magyar stood up and drew his sword.
Malakin walked back to his chair and drew out his own sword, while Soshyan drew out the Holy Flame Sword.
Three weapons were crossed on the long table, making a metallic clang sound.
"We swear to watch each other and never betray each other!"
At the same time, in the underground prison of the monastery fortress, a dark figure slowly walked into the dark tunnel.
Soon, the lights came on, the heavy cell door opened, and the figure walked into the cell.
Talos, who was sitting on a metal bench, looked up but said nothing.
His wrists, ankles and neck were tied with iron ropes driven into the concrete floor.
"What are you going to do again?"
Talos said lazily:
"Are you going to give me some extra food today? I'm really tired of eating these cold rations."
"Want some 'Heartblood Rose'?"
The voice that walked into the cell said with a smile. When Talos heard that term, he almost jumped out of his chair - if he wasn't bound by chains.
Rose of Heart Blood is the most famous wine in his former hometown.
He stared at the figure, recalled the voice, and then whispered:
"First company commander..."
Sevatar lifted his hood, revealing a face as pale as Talos and dark eyes.
"You have always been a difficult person to figure out, which impressed me deeply."
"Then I'm really honored."
Talos made a mocking sound and leaned against the wall.
"It is a great honor to be remembered by the God-Emperor's great warrior, Sevatar, Prince of Crows."
"Your mockery means nothing to me, Talos."
Savita walked to the other side of the cell and leaned against the wall.
"I'm not here to persuade you to surrender. This is Soshyan's job. I'm just entrusted by others to tell you something."
"Oh? Let me guess."
Talos's lips curved into a sneer.
"It's Markarian, right."
"Then do you want to know?"
"Depends on what you want to say."
Sevatar stared at him. This gaze made Talos feel a little creepy, but he forced himself not to show any expression of weakness.
After about three minutes, the Crow Prince said slowly:
"Do you know what happened to the Scarlet King?"
Talos thought for a while and shook his head.
Sevatar left the wall and walked up to Talos. The two were only a punch apart, almost face to face.
"Look at me, look carefully."
After hearing Sevatar's words, Talos looked at the other person's face and unknowingly fell into his black hole-like eyes.
Gradually, beads of sweat broke out on Talos's forehead, and his face gradually became paler than a corpse.
"this--"
After a while, his body trembled violently, and he collapsed on the chair, while Savita slowly moved away from him.
"So, you saw it."
Talos widened his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at the ground, his eyes scattered, as if he had just witnessed something extremely terrifying.
"I'm leaving."
With that said, Savita walked out of the cell door.
"etc--"
Talos suddenly raised his head and called out to Sevatar, although his voice was still trembling.
"Is this his order?"
Sevatar looked back at him, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"That's right."
Seeing that Sevita had walked out of the cell door, Talos suddenly stood up and said excitedly: