In the eyes of ten million people, the Emperor of Mankind may look like ten million people.
He may be a majestic giant with sallow skin and long, shiny black hair. He wears the most luxurious golden armor. The light on his face alone is enough to illuminate the deepest darkness.
He may be a short and wise scholar who wraps himself in a gray and white fully enclosed dust-free garment. Only his eyes, which are a mixture of dark blue and brown, exude memories and rationality from the great era.
He may be a king who shouts and fights fiercely. He has the appearance of a barbarian, but he uses the laurel wreath and the eagle flag to tell his invincibility. Standing there, he is more impressive than a million legions.
fear.
But in the eyes of the Lord of the First Legion, these are misguided fallacies, sad illusions caused by insufficient ability and vision. What these statements depict is far from the true appearance of the Emperor.
Only what he saw was the true appearance of the Emperor.
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Jonson was waiting. When his brothers returned to the Emperor's Dream due to the Emperor's order, under some unspoken tacit understanding, he followed the guidance of instinct and came to a dim place.
In the cave.
The ancient door may not have been truly opened for thousands of years. Zhuangson's intrusion awakened the automatic lights that were still functioning. Under the dimmest illumination, he could clearly see the paintings on the walls on both sides: those from
The paintings from the ancient glory days are in black and white, telling how the first colonists drove away the herds and miasma, wiped swamps and snow-capped mountains from the ground, and built glorious cities.
The air seemed to be quiet for a long time.
"She came to my legion as a mortal advisor to the fifteenth legion and a confidant of my brother Magnus."
The Emperor listened quietly.
"Yes, father."
[I hand over this war with Ran Dan to you, because you are the only one who can complete it. This war is destined to be unknown and will disappear in misunderstanding and forgetfulness. Its winner can only live in the desert.
Obtain rewards that belong only to you in the shadow, that is, trust and loyalty.】
"In general."
【......Magnus?】
This has been a long, very long, extremely long, difficult time.
"Are you worried that she will be misled by Magnus, father?"
【Jonson, my knight.】
[Which brother of yours sent her to your legion as a member who could replace his legion's heirs? ]
"Morgan."
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Jonson declined more invitations, thinking that he had expressed respect to Horus as tactfully as possible and asked to leave.
It was a cat-like creature, about the length of a mortal's forearm, with fluffy snow-white hair, and a pair of ocean-like blue pupils, with wisps of brown and black light scattered around them.
It extends all the way to its nose, forming a kind of decoration that complements the brown-black ears.
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【Remember it, remember it, implement it.】
【What kind of person is she in your eyes?】
Not everyone deserves to be analyzed and remembered.
Finally, Zhuang Sen seemed to hear another sigh, but he didn't seem to hear it.
Jonson was worried about the front line, and he was worried about handing over the power of war and command to anyone. Even Coswayne, his most trusted heir, had never truly proven his ability.
It was as lazy as its owner. It rubbed against the toes of Morgan's boots slowly, then simply shrank into a ball and gathered at her feet domineeringly.
[I decided to pay a return visit to Sisyphus to reflect on the relics and insights from our battle, and it is just a wonderful souvenir: a once wild strong-brained cat, which is beneficial to a psychic like me.
of.】
The emperor is here.
"She has an almost beastly instinct for exploring remote lands at the edge of her abilities and consciousness. She always wants to know more, but she will not blindly move forward in unknown areas."
Until Zhuang Sen asked with an inexplicable anxiety.
"Father."
The emperor thought for a while and then looked at Zhuang Sen.
"She carries out adventurous and exploratory activities within the scope of her abilities. Even if she is injured, it is only the smallest flesh wound. She has the most careful protection of her will and will not voluntarily get involved in dangerous situations.
, but also unwilling to give up adventure and exploration.”
The emperor turned his head and faced the darkest shadow, seeming to be thinking about something.
As for Fulgrim...
The leader of the First Legion has forgotten how he left the cave.
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Zhuang Sen raised his head, and his pupils shone with a light that was like a breeze blowing through the pool water, showing that he was more or less nervous in his heart.
【I don’t have extra time and energy.】
It wasn't until the leader of the First Legion felt a silent permission in the air that he raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke cautiously.
【You must be aware and prepared.】
After getting an accurate answer, Zhuang Sen whispered the name in a trembling tone.
"She won't lose her mind, but she won't stop either."
The Lord of the First Legion performed the most standard knightly etiquette. The Emperor waited quietly and politely until the etiquette was completed before speaking slowly again.
[Morgan, she still chose to accept this name, which is good. It erased a trivial worry for me. 】
Jonson did not reply. He waited for the emperor's permission.
【Being not.】
His master seemed to be thinking about something. The human master raised his head and looked at the crack where light was constantly pouring in. He reshaped his thoughts and deduced what he wanted from the short words.
【Tell me.】
Zhuang Sen raised his head and looked at his father: the Lord of Mankind stood at the junction of light and darkness, his dark golden robe shining in the light, but his face was completely hidden in the darkness, more
The dust haze continued to fall and rise under his feet, like a dirty snow wave.
Zhuang Sen's eyes stopped on Morgan's face, but he only saw an insincere smile.
Jonson's ship returned from Moro at a speed that no one had imagined. The Dark Angels who gathered on the Indomitable Truth to greet them were even in a hurry, but fortunately their genetic father did not care about this either.
As soon as he landed, he grabbed Coswayne and asked about the situation on the front line during his absence.
As a result, the fleet of the First Legion became the first imperial team to leave the Moro Galaxy.
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The emperor's tone was like discussing a book that had been lost for a long time. He was a little relieved, but that was all. The Lord of Mankind's eyes were still closed, and only the smile on the corner of his mouth was faintly visible on the edge of the hood.
The tiniest dust slowly fell in the ragged rays of the sun, dancing in irregular dance steps in mid-air. They drifted and landed on Zhuang Sen's head and at the emperor's feet.
The emperor closed his eyes, as if sighing silently.
The Lion of Caliban thought for a moment.
【...In detail.】
The Lion of Caliban even felt an absurd emotion.
"When you formed us, did you create one...or more...female individuals?"
In the subsequent paintings, there were also movements of conflict, conspiracy and war, but Zhuangson was not in the mood to watch it. He walked through here quickly, opened a door, and finally stopped under a bright light.
.
He still remembered the flickering color in Horus' pupils, which seemed to be an emotion called [embarrassment]. He somewhat understood Horus's situation, but he really had no more reason to stay there and do nothing.
"I would like to know……"
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There was another brother, Chagatai Khan from Chogoris. Zhuangson didn't communicate much with him, but from those brief words and clear pupils, he saw a sincere person worthy of respect.
This is extremely rare among his brothers.
【One day, she will leave us.】
After repeatedly confirming that Ran Dan did not take the opportunity to launch any offensive that could reverse the situation, Zhuang Sen put down the biggest stone in his heart. Then, he turned his head and saw his disguised blood relative walking in an embarrassing way.
He walked towards her at a slow pace.
This is a naturally formed patio. The light from the sky pours in from the crack, opening up a dazzling kingdom in the endless darkness.
【As a mortal.】
He won't be angry about it.
What his brothers witnessed were nothing more than false masks, but he was the only one who witnessed the truth.
Zhuang Sen breathed silently and lowered his head.
【She took the initiative to find you?】
Jonson heard footsteps, wandering footsteps.
Jonson's eyes were directed at Asmodeus again.
【My knight, this is your mission.】
"Effective, calm, cautious, a little eccentric and hidden, but also greedy and reckless."
The Emperor's eyes opened.
【...No, I'm worried about the opposite.】
The emperor turned around and looked at his heir. In his pupils obscured by the shadow of the hood, Johnson felt that his secrets and thoughts had nowhere to hide.
"She is indeed calm and cautious, and is used to making many preparations and plans, but this caution is actually prepared for the recklessness deep in her heart."
Although in the eyes of others, the Lord of the First Legion simply stood up and looked directly at Horus, expressing that his legion's military affairs were urgent and did not allow extravagant behavior to kill time.
"Be careful, for your desires are hard to satisfy."
【So, you met her?】
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His brother Horus was still as hopeless as before, eager to imitate the sun's torch. He thought that the lion did not know his little thoughts and the somewhat ridiculous entanglements and annoyances in his heart.
Then, he asked Jonson to tell more, telling all the information that the First Legion had about Morgan's past, telling what Morgan did during his time in the First Legion, and telling every move, word and action of Morgan, some of which
Maybe even Morgan himself has forgotten it.
His green pupils glared at everyone, allowing the three brothers to see that even if they continued to invite Zhuang Sen to sit down and chat, although he would not refuse, he would not participate in any more topics.
【It’s time for you to have an assistant, Johnson.】
[For the time being, let her stay by your side until this war is over. 】
He remained silent, left, and boarded the Emperor's ship to catch up with the belated meeting between the brothers.
[You have a question, even if it spans the interstellar world and the universe, you still want to get the answer? 】
Caliban's giant cat turned his head again, and his eyes stayed on Morgan's face long enough, but he saw nothing except a plain smile without any sincerity or provocation.
get.
【Some people always need light and applause.】
"She won't rush forward, but she won't stop either."
[This is an established fact. My will, your will, and even her will cannot change this, completely, unchangeably.]
"As a mortal?"
"I will ensure that this sword will suit her best."
In fact, except for the emperor's words and instructions, he could not remember any details of that meeting.
This is what the Lord of Mankind looks like. When Jonson met his genetic father for the first time in the deep woods of Caliban, he was sure that what he saw was the true side of his father.
Then, she turned sideways and stood aside, and then he noticed another creature lingering at her feet.
"This may involve a secret, but I think it is necessary to report this matter to you."
The Lord of Humanity wears an emerald armor, and the scales are inlaid with gold edges and connected with gold and silver threads, shining with soft dark green light in the dim shadows.
The Emperor just closed his eyes.
"I will reserve a sword for her, father."
[She will eventually leave the human empire, leave me, and will also leave you. This separation is destined not to be a reluctant farewell between friends. It will be played in blood and fire, heading towards a place that will not be recorded in any epic.
Killing and the end.】
The Lion of Caliban drove his sons and crew almost harshly. He refused any reason to stay except for necessary supplies. The Dark Angel's fleet operated at its most efficient posture and returned to the front line non-stop.
The poor think tank unconsciously took a step back under this gaze, and then nodded cautiously.
[But... mark my words, Jonson.]
The emperor listened to every word carefully and carefully, and then fell into a deeper and longer silence.
She stopped in front of him, saluted and saluted him, and addressed him respectfully as "Your Excellency Zhuangson".
His eyes are not visible to outsiders, and his tall nose and smooth chin tell of his youth, but when he speaks, there is a natural stability and vicissitudes of life.
"Do you need me to bring her, father?"
【...No, no need.】
He covered himself with a robe that was also golden. The robe was a bit shabby and dark, with patterns of eagles, swords and laurels woven from black silk threads on it.
【But some people don’t need it.】
[Until Ran Dan is erased, I will let her come back at a suitable time. Before that, just treat her as learning everything about being the original body by your side. 】
"Yes."
"Step by step, be bold."
In the end, Zhuang Sen simply gave up.
Zhuang Sen stood in the light. In his sight, in the looming shadow in front of him, a shadow slightly taller than him was slowly appearing.