Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Chapter 498 Rebirth from the Ashes: The Arrival of Guilliman (Updated in advance if something happens in the afternoon)

"Did you leave the soul stone to her?"

"Yes, let's take it as a souvenir, or a token?"

It’s also a life-saving weapon, Vito thought to himself. The day after he leaves, you’ll know how many things will happen. This is a turbulent era, and it’s always good to be prepared, especially for Olivia and the future Governor Jack. .

Vito stood behind the porthole and looked at Jack and his party leaving below. The young future governor was in a very good mood, and he should be. His adoptive mother was still alive, his fiancée was safe, and he had just been received aboard the Macragge Glory. Guilliman's interview and approval.

At this moment, the big guy was dealing with various documents that seemed to give Vito a headache. They were piled up like a mountain, but Guilliman calmly and calmly looked through and reviewed them.

Vito watched Olivia leave with the children, and then turned around.

Guilliman's room on the Macragge Glory seemed very narrow. This was not because the room itself was small, but because it was filled with a large number of documents and books. Only a small area around the desk was active. space.

Guilliman also always wears the Armor of Destiny. He can't take it off. The toxins in his body will kill him if he takes it off, so he always wears that big thing. Vito really doesn't know how he does it. Wearing armor and approving official documents.

"Are you enjoying your time on this planet?"

Guilliman asked without raising his head, reaching for the seal and pressing the seal on the fire paint.

"It's not bad." Vito replied calmly, walking through the narrow aisle between the stacks of books and coming to the big window. Outside, two huge fleets of expeditionary forces were gathering in the orbit of Victoria.

Macragge's Glory and the Emperor's Dream stood side by side, surrounded by a large number of war fleets, as if they were back in time, when the expeditionary force first set sail from the solar system.

After the counter-insurgency on Victoria Star ended quickly, Guilliman arrived. He led his Indomitus Expedition fleet to the sky above Victoria.

There was no warning or notification. Although he said that he had sent astrological messages, they were blocked by the subspace storm, so he simply came directly.

He did not come empty-handed. Before that, the Indomitable Expedition assisted Eisenstein and his party who fought against Huron. They defeated Huron with a huge force and drove him and the remaining party away like a lost dog. Then he crossed the starry sky and came here.

"That child needs to gain the respect of the planet's nobles, not by me or the army, but by himself." Vito said.

"Only in this way can he become a true governor, and I also want to see if he has this talent."

"So, you designed a test for him using Antony." Guilliman continued busy with the matter at hand, writing and talking at the same time.

Of course, Vito thought, Antony and his miserable rebels were nothing to him, and it would be easy for him to crush them to death.

But he didn't, because he wanted to take this opportunity to test the talents of Jack, the future successor of Olivia. He deliberately hid it and designed the crisis situation. What was satisfactory was that Jack did Very good.

It was really pitiful to say that Vito couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. That guy was always a toy on the chessboard. Tzeentch's was also his own.

"That traitor, Antony, is he dead?" Guilliman suddenly changed the subject without warning.

"If you die, I will help you clean up the door."

"very good."

Guilliman spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened. Vito did not doubt that Guilliman had known about Antony for a long time.

"You already knew he was a traitor, right?"

"Tendency to betrayal and heresy." Guilliman was reluctant to say the word heresy. He hated this word extremely, but he seemed to be unable to find a more suitable word to replace it.

"In today's empire, anyone with talent, courage and knowledge has this tendency to some extent. Considering the current situation of the empire over the past ten thousand years, it is not difficult to understand."

"Indeed." Vito replied simply, sitting on an oversized book.

"If I have to execute all those who are inclined to this, then there will be no difference between me and the previous empire." He said without raising his head, "Besides, if it comes to heresy, we may be the only ones in the empire. The greatest heresy.”

"Indeed." Vito replied with another smile.

Guilliman finished reviewing a document and placed it on a hill piled on the ground.

"Besides, my reform needs the help of these "heresies". They are all in the History Tribunal, Logistics Tribunal and Ministry of Truth. Your Inquisition Tribunal and the State Church have expressed their dissatisfaction several times."

"Then just ignore them."

"Since you, the boss of the Imperial Secret Police, have said so, I will not reply to them." As he spoke, Guilliman threw away some of the letters.

He was not reviewing the documents, but leaned back on the chair, picked up the water glass and took a sip, "I sent Anthony to you, thinking that the expedition would make him change, just like others."

"But it seems I was wrong. Some people are hard to change after all." Guilliman said, "But I will still try. I am not an inquisitor."

"Let me remind you, I am the judge." Vito walked over with a wry smile, walked through the chaotic room to the table, and threw the box containing the black fragments on the table.

"I won't kill indiscriminately. If I wanted to do this, half of the noble families on this planet would be gone." He said, "Besides, Anthony still brought some help. Look at this."

Guilliman picked up the box, opened it, and carefully looked at the fragments inside. He carefully picked it up and examined it, and then came to a conclusion.

"The black stone fragments are corrupted."

"Yes, you also received reports of strange black stone tablets near the Great Rift War Zone, right? Even if we take the planet, Chaos will evacuate it at any cost, or blow it up completely, not even the dregs will be left."

Vito said, pointing to the fragment, "Now we know what it is."

"Anthony can use it to open a rift in the subspace, and he is just a mortal with a little psychic ability. It is difficult to imagine the consequences of deploying such a thing in large quantities in the galaxy."

"The Great Rift," Guilliman replied decisively, raising his head. "Do you know how to destroy these things?"

Vito sat back on the table, folding his hands in front of him, "It would be nice to blow them up, but you also noticed, right? Even if they are destroyed, the chaos pollution in them will leak out, causing the entire planet to suffer for many years. Pollution troubles.”

"Indeed, I have received several handling reports from the Inquisition." Guilliman said, looking at Vito, "Tell me, is it your idea to not differentiate between Chaos contamination and to kill the entire planet without mercy?"

"no."

"That's good."

Vito moved his position to make himself more comfortable, "But I think I have a way to turn off the Black Stone, but I have to find a friend first."

"friend?"

"His name is Trazin. You haven't met him yet, but I don't think you will like him."

"who is he?"

"You don't want to know."

Guilliman and Vito were silent for a moment, and then stood up. He stood up and picked up several large stacks of folders on the table, went to put them down somewhere, and then came back with a new stack of application letters.

He returned to the table and placed them all on the table.

"I guess it's just because you don't plan to tell me now how you plan to save Sanguinius, right?"

Vito was silent for a moment, but he wasn't too surprised, "Dante told you?"

"Yes, it's him. I previously led the Primaris Space Marines handed over to the Blood Angels to Baal, where I met Dante. He told me. Does this make you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, there isn't."

"You should know too."

"I think so, but he didn't tell me what you wanted to do." Guilliman said, but his eyes were not looking at himself, but looking at the letters on the table.

"I don't think he knows, and you do, but you're not going to tell us."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"The time has not come yet."

Guilliman didn't speak for a while. He just opened the letter and read it. After reading three letters, he spoke.

"Are you sure?"

"have."

"Well, I don't have to ask." Guilliman said, taking up the pen and signing the letter, and then handed it to Vito.

The latter took it and looked at the contents before raising his eyes. Guilliman had no reaction and put the quill back on the table.

"I grant you full authority to lead the expedition. You don't need to ask me or the Terran Council for instructions when something happens. You can make an immediate decision." He said.

"In addition, you will also have the power to recruit soldiers by yourself, form a legion and manage the recruiting planet as you see fit."

Vito looked at the letter and was silent for a moment, seeming to be doubting something.

"This is not a test or a temptation." Guilliman saw his own thoughts. "Antony's incident has brought lessons. I think you are more suitable to decide everything by yourself."

"Do you know what this letter means?" Vito asked.

"I know." He said calmly, "Do you have any questions?"

The silence lasted for a moment, and then ended with Vito's laughter. He put the letter in his arms and said, "It's gone."

"There is someone else who wants to see you, so I will not participate." Guilliman said, picking up a large basket of letters, and then walked through the room to the door.

The door opened immediately, and Eisenhorn walked in. He nodded respectfully to Guilliman, who responded to him hastily and handed the basket in his hand to Sicarius who was waiting outside the door. .

They left, and only Eisenhorn came in, standing at the end of the stack and looking at Vito at the table.

He jumped down from the table, and then waved his hand to signal Eisenhorn to come over. The latter found Vito by the window, with his hands behind his back, waiting for him to ask.

"You know my problem, so tell me." Vito said coldly, suddenly becoming the cold leader of the Inquisition again.

Eisenhorn nodded in awe, "As you requested, Your Excellency, I tracked down the news about the King in Yellow, Waldo."

Eisenhorn couldn't help but feel his heart tighten when he said Waldo's name, and his eyes couldn't help but look around, as if he was afraid that the walls had ears.

Especially the Imperial Guards seemed to have heard it. There were many Imperial Guards on this ship, many of whom directly served as Guilliman's personal guards and were always by his side.

"Don't worry, I will only have my pair of ears here." Vito said coldly.

"Unless you didn't keep the secret as I asked, Big Mouth said it." Vito said in a murderous tone, which obviously frightened Eisenhorn.

"No, no, my lord, only you know." He replied with worry and awe.

"Very well, tell me, what did you find out? You know I don't like long speeches, focusing on the key points."

"Waldo, he has sent a spy to you, sir."

Eisenhorn said cautiously, and the young face could not help but frown, "The spy's identity is hidden very deep, and he is directly responsible to Waldo himself. Several of my informants in the secret sect have died, but all of them have died." His identity was not found.”

"is her."

Vito emphasized the feminine side of her, much to Eisenhorn's surprise.

"We are continuing to investigate."

"No, your work is over." He said with his hands behind his back.

"Thank you for your service, Judge Eisenhorn. I trust you know how to keep this to yourself, right?"

"Of course, Your Excellency."

"leave."

Eisenhorn bowed and left, leaving only Vito standing in front of the porthole overlooking the vast planet below. He raised his head and looked at the Emperor's Dream and looked at the window of the officers' club.

He activated the communicator.

"Miss Pedronila Viva, wait for me in the atrium garden."

The Ouroboros bit his tail, and he thought it was time to take the next step.

Dear brothers, for the sake of the emperor, give me a monthly ticket to help your brothers!