"Yes, the gap between our strength and Huron's is too great. If there is a head-on conflict, we will definitely lose. But Huron also has his weaknesses. His group is united because of interests. Once it is threatened beyond its limits, it will
Groups can easily fall into chaos and fall apart, so we decided to bet that the red pirates who stayed behind would collapse under the surprise attack, and that they would break out into civil strife... This was indeed the case. During the attack, the red pirates
A rebellion broke out inside the star fort, which is also the key to our ability to easily capture the star fort."
"Um....."
Lysander stroked the beard on his chin, seeming to be thinking about Soshyan's words.
Suddenly, he showed a smile.
"I'm afraid it's more than that. I heard that you have a sizable army of combat robots here?"
Soshyan's face froze, then he picked up the wine glass and tried to cover it up.
"This...yes."
Finally, he admitted it.
Lysander couldn't help but laugh.
"As expected of my favorite seedling! It's really not bad. It was so difficult to leave the home star fortress, but you still managed to break out of the world. Okay! Okay! The empire needs young heroes like you who can rise up even in desperate situations.
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Speaking of excitement, Lysander took a long sip of wine.
"This visit is mainly because our chapter leader Vladimir Pugh asked me to bring you a few words."
"What is it?"
"The discussion about you in Terra should have come to an end. The high lords will no longer pursue you for forming an alliance privately, but they will definitely send out monitors. You must be mentally prepared and don't be too angry or have any anger.
If you have too much suspicion, you only need to find a few experienced bureaucrats to deal with it, and it won't cause too many obstacles to your career."
Hearing this, a huge boulder hanging in Soshiyang's heart finally fell.
What he fears most now is that the Terran Council will use the same reason to sanction Huron to sanction him, and then something really big will happen.
Seeing the relaxed look on Soshyan's face, Lysander immediately guessed what he was thinking, so he smiled:
"Don't worry, Chapter Commander Vladimir also values you very much. With him here, Terra's bureaucrats won't do anything excessive to you."
When Soshyan heard this, he immediately put down his cup, stood up and bowed to Lysander.
"Thank you two seniors."
"Hey, there's no need for this, it's just a small matter."
Lysander waved his hand.
"Also, Vladimir personally invited the Astral Knights Chapter to participate in the Blade Feast five years later."
"Feast of Blades——"
Soshyan is no stranger to this term, and any sub-group of the Imperial Fists will be unfamiliar with this term.
This is an ancient tradition. Since the Second Founding of the Army, every century, the descendants of the Imperial Fists will gather together to carry out a ritual duel called the "Feast of Blades" to select a champion and accept everyone's victory.
blessings and an ancient medal.
Although this ceremony was occasionally interrupted due to wars or other factors over a long period of time, it would not take long for the descendants of Dorne to pick up this tradition again, which has continued for tens of thousands of years.
The Astral Knights have also sent people to participate in the Feast of Blades many times. As usual, the representatives are usually the champions of the war group.
But the problem now is that the Astral Knights don't have a warrior worthy of the title of champion - at least not on the surface, so they can't let Thor go, right?
So Soshyan sighed.
"Captain Lysander, we don't have a suitable candidate."
The Captain of the Imperial Fists was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a slow tone.
"Soshiyan, I have no intention of asking you what has happened in the past fifteen years...According to the battle report, the strength shown by the Astral Knights in the Battle of New Badab is not weak."
Soshyan nodded.
"We have indeed made great progress compared to the past, but I think we are still far from reaching the standards of a championship."
"Forget it, let's talk about this later."
Lysander chose to leave the matter behind for the time being.
"Before departure, Chapter Commander Vladimir also asked me to ask you, are there any difficulties in the reconstruction surgery and gene seeds during the reconstruction of the Chapter?"
If it were fifteen years ago, Soshyan would definitely say yes.
But since he knew that they were the blood of the Eleventh Legion, he had given up the idea of getting any assistance from the Imperial Fists, so he shook his head.
"Thanks to the kindness of Chapter Commander Vladimir, the Chapter currently does not have much difficulty in this regard, not to mention that we have just seized a batch of gene seeds from Huron."
"That's good."
Lysander sighed.
"One last thing, I should have informed you in advance, but there was no time, so we can only make our own decisions."
"What's up?"
"This time the representative of Mars also came with me."
When he heard Mars, Soshyan's heart skipped a beat, but there was nothing strange on his face.
"What is the purpose of their trip?"
"I heard that during your attack on Huron, a large number of advanced combat robots appeared. Mars is very interested in this batch of combat robots and wants to know where they came from."
Hearing that the other party was coming for the combat robot, Soshyan breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows immediately squeezed together.
Even if it's a combat robot, it's hard for him to explain.
Perhaps seeing his troubled expression, Lysander grinned.
"There is no need to worry too much. The Adeptus Astartes has no obligation to tell everything to the Mechanicus. We have the right to keep our own secrets."
Lysander's words made Soshyan suddenly enlightened.
Yes, the Adeptus Astartes is an organization independent of the imperial bureaucracy. In principle, it is not subject to the control of any agency. As long as the other party has no evidence to prove that they have betrayed the empire, then they can completely ignore any organization or individual.
"Of course, having a good relationship with Mars will also be helpful for your future. It all depends on your choice. The heirs of Dorne will always stand together."
"Yes, Soshyan understands."
After the conversation, Soshyan invited Lysander and the accompanying Imperial Fists to station themselves in the Chapter's monastery, where they would remain until the negotiations between the Astral Knights and representatives of Mars were concluded.
Just when Soshyan and Lysander left the meeting room, Soshyan saw Ustad walking from the end of the corridor. There was a cross of bruises and wounds on his face, and one eye was swollen.
Closed, cracked lips.
Soshyan was stunned for a moment, and then when he found Lysander's squad leader Cliff Kurtz following Ustad and still limping, he immediately realized what had happened.
Next to him, Lysander grinned.
"Kliv Kurtz, what about this young man?"
Cliff Kurtz laughed in response.
"He is great. He is fully qualified to participate in the Feast of Blades."
Ustad came to Soshyan and showed an awkward smile.
"This...invites me."
"I see."
Soshyan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Ustad, you will represent the Chapter in the Feast of Blades in five years."
The second company commander of the Astral Knights was immediately stunned, completely unaware of what happened——