Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Duker soon found Caul and took him aboard the Soul Fire, heading towards Gris's laboratory.

In the recent period of time, this great mechanical sage has been spending time on the Fire of the Soul.

In previous wars, both the expedition fleet and Guilliman's fleet had suffered considerable damage and needed several months to maintain and recuperate, as well as to clean up the nearby dark world and save the Imperial survivors within it.

Therefore, there is still plenty of time.

Along the way, he and Kaul visited the scenery on the Soul Fire with great interest.

Although Duker is the owner of this Glory Queen-class battleship - he is too homebound. His scope of activities is so small that he is locked in his own office 99% of the time; only a very small amount of time, he Will board the bridge to receive the battle group joining the expedition fleet.

The length of the Soul Fire is 28 kilometers. This length can almost traverse the urban area of ​​a world capital; in Duke's previous life, the length of the Ford-class aircraft carrier was 337 meters. This length is not even as good as the caliber of the Macrogun of the Soul Fire. .

Dukel's usual range of activities is nothing compared to this huge battleship. What he felt at this moment was the same freshness as Kaul.

The style of the Fire of the Heart uses gold and silver as the main colors, and its decorative style is similar to what Duker saw on Ophelia VII. Almost certainly the work of nuns.

It does not continue the depressing and dull Gothic style of the Imperial Navy. On the contrary, it appears grand and elegant, as well as a sense of religious solemnity.

Although this is a bit flashy, it is brighter and full of hope.

Duker was not too surprised by the style of the Fire of the Heart - he was resurrected on Ophelia No. 7, which is the headquarters of the nuns;

When the expeditionary fleet first set sail, the proportion of battle sisters in the legion even exceeded 50%; it was not until a large number of soldiers were absorbed in each saved world that this proportion plummeted.

These girls who are warriors also have a love for beauty. After practicing and fighting, they are very happy to decorate the battleship that is their home - especially when the owner of this battleship is so lazy that he doesn't even want to pay attention to government affairs. , not to mention these little things.

"Kaul, I heard that you have the genetic seed of the Second Legion in your hands, and have you ever planned to activate it and convert it into Primaris?" Duker suddenly asked while walking.

"Yes, Your Highness." Kaul did not deny it. Although this was a taboo, as the original body, the other party would definitely not be without aim. There was no point in trying to deceive the other party at this moment.

But even so, Kaul still thought about where the other party knew this information, and in just an instant, he targeted the regent.

"There's no need to be nervous Kaul, I'm not a stickler for rules." Duker saw what he was thinking, reassured him, and continued,

"In fact, I have been working hard on this matter since I woke up from being lost, and I am very optimistic about your Space Marine Primaris technology."

"I once heard the regent mention that you are a respectable scholar who is good at contemplation." After knowing that the original body was not seeking accountability, Caul also put aside his doubts.

Afterwards, Kaul, who had already lost his emotions, even made a little joke with Dukel in the conversation.

"After witnessing His Highness' majestic appearance on the battlefield that day, I thought the Regent might have remembered it wrong. Now that I see him again, I feel that what His Highness Guilliman said is true."

"Hahaha, in this vast galaxy, the only things we can't live up to are combat and scientific research."

Dukel smiled cooperatively at the oil man's joke, "I once gave Gris the technology that can solve genetic defects and asked him to ask you for advice. Unfortunately, until now, he has not come up with the technology to solve genetic defects. Satisfactory results.”

"It's not his fault, Your Highness, Gris and I have different research directions. The Ohm Messiah filled the galaxy with infinite mysteries so that we can learn from them and become perfect creations step by step. And Gris's ideas are different from those of me. I am different. He believes that the roaring sound of mechanical creation is the sublime expression of the will of the God of all machines."

What the original body didn't expect was that Caul would take the initiative to excuse him. His mechanical eyes scanned the mechanical creations on the Inner Fire, and he said with a little emotion,

“Isn’t this great creation the result of Gris’ wisdom?”

"Indeed." Duker nodded with deep understanding.

Although the skills he gave Gris were important, no matter how important they were, they only played the critical 1% at most. The remaining 99%, it is undeniable that they are all the efforts of Gris.

Without Gris's help and unremitting support, even as the original body, he would not have been able to form such a large expedition fleet with two Glory Queen-class ships in such a short period of time.

"Your Highness."

Just between the two of them walking.

A team of Battle Sisters on patrol aboard the Inner Fire came oncoming. After respectfully offering imperial courtesy to the primarch, they left without looking back, showing extremely high military qualities.

Just when Duker was satisfied with their behavior.

"Crack-"

A delicate doll about 10 centimeters actually fell from a nun's body and lay on the deck of the Soul Fire.

The doll was picked up the moment it fell, and then the nun continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

But how can this be hidden from the sight of the original body - Duker can see it clearly. Although no one has dared to make a doll in his image, this doll is also 70% similar to him.

How could he know that making similar dolls is one of the nuns' biggest hobbies?

And just as the nuns expected, Duker didn't care about such a trivial matter, and even found it quite interesting.

However, the original body immediately set its sights on Caul.

"What did you see?"

"Your Highness, look at the deck under our feet. The craftsmanship is really good."

Kaul replied very wisely.

Duker nodded with satisfaction.

After such an episode, the two soon arrived at a huge machinery workshop.

When they saw Gris in this workshop, the great sage was wearing dirty work clothes and busy beside a huge engine.

"His Royal Highness Duker, and Kaur?! Kaul, why are you here!" What surprised Duker was that after seeing Kaur, Gris felt as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw his neck shrink, and then he straightened up and said,

"Call, you lunatic! What are you doing here?!"

"Gris, there is no need to be so prejudiced against me."

"Crazy people are not welcome here, Call, you are too extreme!"

"My colleague, you are too conservative. You only have limited abilities, so you regard your faith as a dogma that you dare not challenge. Your thoughts are constrained - but this is not your fault, Gris, your thoughts are just Imprisoned by the times.”

"01110!"

"01001"

It seemed that they realized that it was unseemly to argue in front of the original body, so they suddenly and tacitly switched to the binary language of the Mechanicus.

But now he finally understood why he had asked Gris to ask Caul for advice, and why Gris still looked like he didn't understand Primaris.

At this time, he was 22% sure that Gris had never gone to Kaur at all.

Looking at the two great sages of the Mechanicus who were having an encrypted argument in binary language,

Duker suddenly said,

"0010100."

The quarrel between the two great sages stopped abruptly.

"010011." Magnus, who was hanging on Dukel's waist, suddenly said at this moment.

The two Primarchs looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, they once again felt the importance of mastering a foreign language.

"Okay, I didn't call you here just to quarrel." Duker patted the shoulders of the two great sages.

Seeing that they were all silent, they returned to their gentle, harmless nerd appearance.

Duker showed respect to Magnus by placing his head on the table.

The Second Corps Science and Technology Research Group is activated!