Chapter 22: Plan to Save Elephants - The Battle between Father and Son
Due to the special founding background of the Chapter era, the Gray Knights are not picky about the origins of their members.
To put it bluntly, the eight Grand Masters of the first generation of Gray Knights were all "ready-made" products "raised" from various legions.
Calvin is interested in all outstanding warriors, which is directly related to his ability to "transform" such violations.
The huge space in the deck cabin was once again filled with artificial atmosphere, and numerous technicians and machine slaves also reappeared.
Everyone walked through the corridor at the end of the deck and arrived near the rail train station set up by the battleship for the transportation of large supplies.
"Sura..." Calvin muttered the name silently, and then remembered this person's information in his heart.
Among the data input simultaneously, the external intelligence was finally processed, and what was waiting for processing in his mind were the internal documents of the Gray Knights Legion.
"Don?" The original body blinked to confirm that he had read it correctly. This single pronunciation is not common in Western civilization, and it is even rarer to appear as a surname or given name.
"Jogoris..." Calvin was a little surprised, but also a little regretful. After all, he was the only outsider in this world, and similar names could only be similar.
"Is there a problem?" Little Calvin asked in a low voice. There was still a vague look of regret in the original body's eyes, but he still didn't say anything in the end.
Young Sutherland (little Calvin's surname) was a little confused, but he didn't know why the promotion of an arbiter could affect the emotions of the original body.
"No." Calvin shook his head slightly, understanding that it was not something he was familiar with.
But the emotions in his heart were still surging, so under the unexpected look in little Calvin's eyes, he rarely exercised the privileges belonging to the "Primarch":
"Well... agree to his promotion, and then transfer him back to the direct company."
"Your will, but..." Little Calvin's voice rang in Calvin's ears, and the second half of his sentence caught the attention of the original body.
"But what?" Calvin frowned and looked at little Calvin.
This guy has been known for being extremely serious since he was a recruit.
And when he stood out from the rank-and-file officers and became the helmsman of the Dalian Company, the term "Sir Sutherland", which roughly equals strength and stubbornness, became almost as loud as his nickname "Little Calvin".
Although Calvin appreciated his serious and responsible work attitude, he still couldn't get along happily with such a person in real life.
"But what's the reason? This is not in line with our established promotion practices." Little Calvin looked directly at the original body and asked his question directly.
"Reason? There is no reason." Calvin's chest felt a little tight. Although this was indeed a willful act on his part, it was indeed beyond his expectation to be pushed back by little Calvin in person.
Well, actually this is not surprising. After all, the temper of the company commander who bears his name is also famously stubborn in the entire legion.
"Then I'm sorry. As the representative of the Gray Knights headquarters, I have reservations and refuse to sign this promotion order."
Little Calvin's tone was still calm, but the meaning in his words was enough to make Calvin angry.
He almost couldn't control himself, but looking at the company commander in front of him who refused to take a step back, he finally reluctantly chose to restrain himself.
"Well...I understand what you mean." Calvin tried to compromise, but still wanted to see this young Gray Knight.
He said to little Calvin helplessly: "I promise, this transfer is just a special case and will never affect his subsequent rotation process."
However, little Calvin did not compromise and was still chasing after him: "But what about the custom, sir? Your willfulness will inevitably cause a fait accompli in the legion, and no matter what the reason for this fact is, it will
In the end, the latecomers will have an existing 'conventional' basis when facing the legion system!"
Good guy! You really don’t give me any face? Calvin laughed angrily, and the name he called little Calvin became a formal format:
"And what's your opinion? Ser...Ser...Lan?"
Throughout the Empire's public history, he is probably the only one who has had the experience of being educated by his own company commander as a Primarch.
"My opinion is, of course, that you should value your own influence and handle the Legion's personnel work carefully."
Little Calvin said to the original body calmly, as if what he was mentioning at this time was a trivial matter.
Although the tone of the two men was calm, no one planned to retreat in the air filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The surrounding Gray Knights remained silent. Regarding matters involving the internal management of the Legion, the only one who was qualified to discuss matters and who was by the original body's side was little Calvin.
Several Imperial Guards also kept silent because this was also outside their scope of authority.
On the empty track, the train arrived with a roar. Inside the open gate of the carriage, Constantine greeted everyone while walking out. "Good day, everyone."
Calvin finally waited until he reached the step he had been waiting for for a long time, so he couldn't wait to turn his eyes to the visitor.
"Is something wrong?" Calvin asked.
"Uh, no..." Constantine obviously didn't understand the current situation.
"There must be something wrong with you!" Calvin said seriously.
"Then... even if there is?" Constantine said with some uncertainty. And Calvin finally exhaled and saved himself from this embarrassing scene.
"Ahem, I have something else to do. Let's leave this matter for now and talk about it later." Calvin explained to everyone in a serious manner, then grabbed Constantine and boarded the train again without saying anything.
The imperial guards behind him followed silently, while little Calvin stood silently with the guards.
The rail train that had just stopped started again, leaving everyone behind;
In the quiet carriage, Constantine looked at Calvin's hand without saying a word, seemingly lost in some thought.
Calvin organized his words and tried to explain what had just happened. Nicholas and Jin looked up at the ceiling and were immersed in observing the structure of the rail train.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ahem..." Calvin also noticed the smell in the air, and while letting go of Constantine's arm, he casually found a place to sit down.
Several people present seemed to have been reminded, and they all recovered from their still state.
"What's going on?" Constantine didn't want to ask, but he had to ask. As a colleague in the War Council, he was one of the few people who could functionally participate between the two.
It was no secret on the Argent Dawn that the Primarch and his Captain had working differences, but this was indeed the most serious of all the conflicts between the two men in the past year.
"My question." Calvin replied. A few minutes were enough for him to regain his composure and rethink the situation. Calvin finally understood little Calvin's position.
His promotion order to Tang caused the latter to deviate from his original promotion path. After his first promotion at the grassroots level, he joined the direct troops beside the original body two rounds in advance.
It should be noted that in the increasingly mature promotion and rotation system of the Gray Knights, this is a training process that only senior centurions are eligible to enter before being promoted to company commanders.
Little Calvin's point of view should also come from here. He is not jealous of Tang's fortune. On the contrary, little Calvin is now the commander of the Legion's large company, second only to Gavins, Golden and Allen.
A high-ranking officer who is the leader of a large battle group.
As a representative of the Gray Knights headquarters in the War Council, he was more worried about whether Tang would still have the opportunity to prove his comprehensive command capabilities in battles below the company level after going through such a "special" training process.
The lack of qualifications may not have specific consequences in the early stages of a soldier's career, but if Tang has the opportunity to serve as a senior officer in the legion in the future, then this lack of experience may lead to extremely serious consequences.
"It's my problem." Calvin confirmed again, then slapped his hand hard on the shelf next to him.