"You think too highly of me..." Calvin said with a wry smile.
The longer Calvin comes to this world, the more he understands how difficult the situation facing the human empire is.
The term "internal and external troubles" is not enough to describe today's empire.
To be dead but not stiff is probably Calvin’s true inner evaluation of today’s empire.
The efficiency of governance within the empire is so low.
In the eyes of Calvin, a foreigner, except for Terra and the Extreme Star Region, which are relatively reliable, the political power below the star regions to which other star regions belong is no different from herding sheep;
The empire faces so many enemies that wars are still raging across its vast territory. The Chaos Gods as powerful as the subspace are only one of the larger strategic directions.
Who is Calvin?
Speaking more broadly, he is now one of the nominal highest rulers of the empire.
In the name of the chief representative of the Tribunal in the Senate, he occupies the top level of power in the Government Council of Terra;
With the Inquisition and the Gray Knights as the basic base, it is responsible for unifying the empire's ideas and combating various heretics, aliens, and demons and fallen ones brought about by Chaos pollution inside and outside the empire.
It seems that you want power and people.
But what about at a smaller level? He is just a beneficiary of the empire's huge government system. An Astartes directly under his subordinates has just filled up a battle group, and he is not even a warlord.
That’s all.
If he abides by the original rules of rights, he can continue to grow with the help of these powers.
But what if he wants to change something? Will anyone jump out to oppose him?
Of course! Even with the prestige of Horus at that time, it could not stop the newly established Imperial Council from coveting the power in his hands.
Why does he think that after establishing a firm foothold and controlling the power of the empire for nearly ten thousand years, these people have learned to be gentle, courteous and thrifty?
Joke!
And to take a step back, if he were to hold the supreme power of the empire now, would he be able to change the current situation of the empire?
You must know that he doesn't even understand the strategic direction of the subspace that he is in charge of, and he still leads the Gray Knights to various star regions, running like a fire brigade!
The enemies of the empire are not limited to those within. The penetration and erosion of the empire's territory by aliens and chaos has been everywhere since the establishment of the empire and has never stopped.
If he really risked the disapproval of the world and forcibly took back the power from the Terran lords, I am afraid that before he could sort out the internal conflicts and establish a new order, the enemies of the empire would have set the flames of war throughout the empire.
Got it!
If, if I am the last hope of this ancient country and race...
Calvin couldn't help but look through the dome of the battleship and look at the vast starry sky.
Then all this must change! And this will be a long and huge project!
He will need to spend centuries or even longer fighting the demons of Chaos while also carefully adjusting the structure of the empire bit by bit.
This is like a war machine that cannot be extinguished, and what Calvin has to do is replace all its parts, including the core, as it continues to run...
He needs helpers! He needs more people to join him and fight for the same purpose under a common vision!
And such people can only come from the legion that he can trust...
"You think too highly of me..." After thinking clearly about this, Calvin subconsciously repeated this sentence. The national culture he came from made him accustomed to actions before words.
"No, this is not a high opinion, but a fact." Alpharius's rebuttal came very quickly, and he obviously had his own ideas.
"I didn't have any expectations for you originally. After all, the twenty...eighteen legions back then were so powerful, and our brothers each had their own strengths, and each inherited 'his' excellence.
If ‘he’ leads us and cannot complete those grand visions, then why should you?
But look, your power, your legion. Ah... don't deny it in a hurry.
I have already seen the prototype of the legion in them. Don't tell me that they are the product of complying with the "Holy Code" promulgated by my stupid brother. Even the orc farts cannot listen to such clumsy lies!
I feel a power from you that is completely opposite to that of subspace.
And from your warriors, I see another future for this race.
A legion that can fully utilize the power of subspace and resist erosion.
If we had such power back then, I’m afraid many things would not turn out like they do today..."
"It's not that easy..." Calvin explained.
"The threshold for this army is too high. It's not easy to develop to the level of a legion or even higher..."
"Then wait! Anyway, the most indispensable thing in life like us is time!"
Alpharius pointed at Calvin's chest and nodded.
"As the Primarch, isn't that what you do?
And don’t be too happy too early. I came all the way here not to flatter you.
Your body has a lifespan of more than fifty years, right?"
Looking at Calvin who nodded in affirmation, Alpharius complained with some resentment:
"Have you never thought about why your current strength is so weak that even one of my vests can deal with you for so long?
Even if your growth path is different from ours, with your growth rate, do you really have no doubts?"
"Why?" Calvin asked.
You should have said this earlier! You wouldn’t be sleepy if you said this to Calvin!
He had long wondered why his body grew so slowly, but he suffered from the fact that no one of his kind could help him clear up his doubts.
You must know that from the Primarch files recorded by the Inquisition, the growth cycles of those Primarchs are much shorter than his!
"What should I do?" Calvin couldn't help but ask, but given this person's identity, his inner vigilance reached its peak at this time!
But the answer Alpharius said the next second not only exceeded his expectations, but also eliminated his newly raised suspicion.
"Be yourself!" Alpharius said firmly.
"Huh?" If question marks could be manifested by psychic energy, Calvin's mind might be filled with silver question marks right now.
Countless threads in his brain started at the same time, thinking and inferring Alpharius's words from various angles.
A possibility that he had never thought of appeared in his mind, and under the influence of this inference, his face couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.
"That's right! Just be yourself!"
Alpharius looked at Calvin's expression, and gave a positive answer to his guess in his doubtful eyes.
"What do you think is a Primarch? What is an Astartes?"
"The emperor's genetic fragments, the original body's genetic fragments..." Calvin subconsciously expressed his knowledge.
"Then what? What is the Emperor again?"
"The cohesion of human will! The highest expression of all outstanding human qualities!"
"Yes!" Alpharius nodded appreciatively, and then asked: "Then do you understand the difference between the three?"
"Stairs!" Calvin replied immediately, and then looked at Alpharius.
The latter met Calvin's gaze of verification, nodded appreciatively and said:
"Yes! My brother and I stood at a destination destined to come to an end from the very beginning. Well, Sanguinius may be an exception.
Astartes is like one of us mixed with other souls, destined to only be able to develop his potential to a limited extent under the constraints of a weak soul.
But you are different, you need to find yourself!
Be yourself!
Only then can we continue to approach that end point and finally walk out on a road that no one else has ever walked before!"