Under the bright light, countless mortals and a large number of Astartes clearly surrounded a large training ground.
Looking around, almost all mortals were standing behind the Weeper Guards, while the number of mortals on the side of the Devouring Sharks was obviously much smaller.
Accompanied by bursts of harsh shouts and excited roars.
In the center of the training ground, a Terminator Astartes from the Lamenters was engaged in an extremely fierce close combat fight with a Shark Astartes who was also wearing an ancient Terminator.
In an instant, the two sides danced like phantoms of heavy fists and kicks, and countless ceramic shards continued to fly and scatter with the attacking movements.
This also caused a lot of metal fragments to occasionally splash onto Rorschach and others standing at the edge of the training ground.
"Tiberus, I think we should let them take off their armor in the next battle. If we continue to fight at this level, I'm afraid that the technical sergeants in the battle group will scold us behind our backs for our bad ideas.
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Rorschach, who was holding his arms, shook slightly the fragments of parts that fell on top of the thick shoulder armor.
With a blank expression, he turned to Chapter Leader Tiberus who was standing beside him and said in a deep voice.
"Maintaining weapons and equipment is their duty and honor as technical sergeants. However, I do not object to the idea of the original body. Even if the current Shark Chapter is slightly richer, it will be difficult to support the same supplies as the original Chapter.
Consumption.”
The deathly pale face of Chapter Master Tiberus showed no emotion whatsoever.
He just stared at the two sides who were fighting fiercely in the field with a pair of dark eyes, and replied to Rorschach in a low voice.
"Technology and productivity can bridge many gaps. So have you ever thought about finding a suitable planet and building a monastery belonging to the Shark Chapter? Even if it is just used as a foundry, it will be a great development for the Chapter itself.
of help.”
At this moment, Rorschach, who raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly spoke to Tiberius.
He just finished speaking.
Taberus took a deep breath and slowly turned his neck.
The other party stared at Rorschach with his dark eyes without any emotion and asked:
"Lord Primarch, is this an order issued by you as the Primarch, or is it a suggestion made in your private capacity?"
"Chapter Commander, do you have any thoughts on this?"
However, I heard Tiberus' inquiry.
Rorschach, who gradually narrowed his eyes, did not choose to answer directly.
Instead, he threw the question back to the other party.
"With all due respect, Lord Primarch."
"I think a space shark that stops swimming will lose its terror to the enemy and its hunger to devour its prey, which is not a good thing."
"Moreover, the culture of our Chapter of the Sharks is deeply rooted in the marrow of every new Astartes. It is much more effective than the Holy Code of Astartes. It is not something that can be easily changed at all. Perhaps, stubbornness is also a matter of space.
It’s just part of shark nature.”
Chapter Master Tiberus seemed silent for a moment.
But he still tried his best to use his words carefully and spoke to Rorschach carefully.
"Well, I understand, I just said it casually, you don't need to pay attention."
The other party just finished speaking.
Rorschach, who had squinted his eyes, suddenly grinned and returned to his normal state.
He raised a palm and lightly patted the extremely hard ceramic armor of Tiberus, and said in a relaxed tone.
"Roar--"
At this moment, accompanied by a roar that resounded throughout the training ground, almost deafening cheers suddenly resounded all around.
Rorschach and Tiberus immediately followed the sound and left.
They found that the battle in the center of the training ground had temporarily decided the winner.
The Shark Astartes with the highest winning rate was unexpectedly eliminated.
Instead, the Lamenter Astartes, with its helmet shattered and its armor shell covered with traces of battle damage, won the first match.
Then, with a smile on his face, Rorschach immediately raised his hands and clapped.
At the same time, he turned his head and motioned for Tiberius to come on and announce the rules of the game.
And just after Tiberus stood on the training ground with his huge body shaking, all the sounds seemed to disappear in an instant.
Only the opponent's deep voice without any emotion was telling them about the newly changed rules of the game.
Dongdongdong——
At this moment, the tall figure of Man-Eating Shark Think Tank Chief Ti Kahuranji was vaguely revealed on the periphery of countless quiet crowds.
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Rorschach, who was scanning the surroundings, subconsciously looked at each other.
Then, he drove the vibranium power armor and walked towards it.
"Hello, Chief of the Think Tank, are you looking for Tiberus? He will leave soon, please wait a moment."
Rorschach nodded to the think tank chief and said.
"Dear Primarch, the method you and the Chapter Leader discussed together has indeed solved many hidden contradictions. Thank you for your great care for the Man-Eating Shark Chapter..."
"Well, I think if you make the decision on this next matter, there may be unexpected results."
Kahuranji, the head of the think tank, whose dark eyes shone with wisdom, squeezed a stiff smile from his pale face.
He bowed slightly and said softly in the direction of Rorschach.
"Oh? What is the specific matter? If it is a major matter involving the rise and fall of the war group, Tiberus is the best candidate."
Rorschach stared at the pale nomad and asked aloud.
"A hunting team that has been away from the war group for a long time has just returned from the void. They have brought some news to the war group. This requires us old guys to hold a void meeting to judge each other's actions, but I personally think that if there is no
With your help, their only fate may be to be executed one by one..."
"Huh? So serious? What is the crime?"
Rorschach raised an eyebrow.
He asked the think tank director with a puzzled tone.
"Master Primarch, it's a long story. The leader of the hunting team is a brother priest named Tangata Manu. He lost an ancient relic in an accident many years ago. In order to atone for his sins,
, he chose to take on the necessary responsibility of recovering this ancient relic on his own."
"But the war group itself is limited in supplies and combat power, so it can't give much help at all. But even so, the priest brother also consumed a lot of the resources of the war group, and spent thousands of years but never recovered the
A vital ancient relic.”
"The Shark Chapter will tolerate failure, but it cannot tolerate failure that lasts for thousands of years... Of course, the most important point is that the ancient relic is actually a precious artifact that the Father of the Void entrusted to us, the Forgotten, to protect.