I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 425 Loyalty! Favor! Win!
"Robert Guilliman, the Regent, won fifty times in fifty days, and won again and again!"

"Lord Sanguinius wins from morning till night, day and night."

"Another week in which Saint Doraemon-sama keeps winning."

"Saint Doraemon won food and clothing with a whip."

"During Lord Guilliman's reign as regent, victories continued to come one after another."

《Winning is everywhere under the leadership of Master Guilliman.》

"Lord Guilliman does not consider a victory as small as a victory, nor does he consider a victory as small as a victory."

What the hell is going on here? Isn't there only one sun on Terra, the Emperor?

How did it become like this, with so many Terra stars and both Zhongying and Ying blooming?
Zhou Yun suddenly felt a headache. He opened a history book written by the Rational Historian Society.
Looking around, all they saw were complex high Gothic languages ​​like scriptures. If Zhou Yun hadn't eaten the translation konjac in advance, he wouldn't have understood what they were writing.

Even if I understand it now, it doesn't make any sense.
For example, this book "Robert Guilliman, the Regent, won fifty times in fifty days, and won again and again!"
It lists in an almost hilarious way how Guilliman achieved fifty great victories in fifty days, some of which Zhou Yun considered to be trivial matters.
"Lord Guilliman removed the redundant toilets in the palace during the High Lord's reign. Another great win!"

Zhou Yun raised his voice and read out one of the sentences.

This kind of thing needs to be written down in a special article. If you don’t know, you would think Guilliman is the toilet manager of the palace.

The rest of the content is basically the same, such as Lord Guilliman is the most loyal son of the Emperor, and Lord Sanguinius has not repaid his gratitude by sacrificing himself. In short, it is either loyalty or favor, and loyalty means victory. This makes up for the defect of Terra having no sun after the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne.

Seeing Zhou Yun's expression, the official members and auxiliary staff of the Order of the Messenger of Rationality all showed timid expressions, curled up their necks, and dared not look at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

It's not their fault. This is the trend in Terra now.

Studying history is a heresy. The best outcome is being burned at the stake. The worst outcome is the Inquisition knocking on your door.
It is normal for them to feel afraid and not dare to record history truthfully, and only dare to focus on some minor details and write praises.

They had not yet understood Guilliman's need for history, for the truth, and they felt that they were in an inherently dangerous situation.

Zhou Yun put down those worthless books and turned to look at the members of the Rational History Society in front of him.

"Do you have any questions about the history of the empire? I can answer them for you as long as I know them."

Zhou Yun's words made the newly appointed historians hesitate. They looked at each other, and no one dared to speak for a while.

"Don't be afraid. I am not the Inquisition. I will not send you to be burned with white phosphorus." Zhou Yun said gently.

But his words made these historians shudder, but they could not avoid Zhou Yun's gaze.
Finally, a slightly bald man who looked like an employee of the Ministry of Internal Affairs stood up.
"My lord, I don't have much to want to know about our history. I just want to know where Tiena went," he asked timidly.

"Who is Tiena?" Zhou Yun asked after a moment of surprise.

"She was once one of us, one of the earliest." A woman with a lot of mechanical implants, who seemed to be from Mars, whispered.

The man who looked like an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs nodded. "She is the best among us. She is closer to the concept of a historian than anyone else."

"But she disappeared, suddenly, inexplicably, and horribly."

Missing? The Inquisition did it? How could it be? Which Inquisitor would dare to lay hands on Guilliman's men?

Zhou Yun frowned and was about to go to the court to ask for the person.

"She has always been keen on unearthing lost history, especially those from the Heresy period. She has been unearthing the history of the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels during the Heresy period." The man who looked like an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs continued.

"." Zhou Yun was silent for a moment.

I'm sorry, judge. I've wronged you.

Fortunately, he just thought that Guilliman was thirsty for truth and history.
But this cannot be blamed on Guilliman. That historian named Tienna is really something. Why study anything else? Why not study the Ultramarines, Blood Angels and Dark Angels? It's so coincidental that he studies them. Isn't he afraid of actually finding out something?
"Was she studying the history of Macragge before she disappeared?" Zhou Yun asked tentatively.

Guilliman would not go too far. The historian was most likely just imprisoned or brainwashed.

"No, sir, no." The man who looked like an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs shook his head and said.

This made Zhou Yun raise his eyebrows slightly, and he continued to ask: "Could it be related to the Holy Blood Angels?"

Could she be going to find out about things like Bloodthirst and Black Rage?

Then we better pray that it wasn't done by a chapter like the Flesh Tearers, or the historian might be left with nothing.

"No, sir."

The man who looked like an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs continued to shake his head and said:

"Her research on history mainly focused on the end of the Heresy." "Before she disappeared, she seemed to be researching... researching the reasons why the Dark Angels' home planet Caliban suddenly exploded at the end of the Heresy."

That's really daring research. Zhou Yun couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

She might have researched something like fallen angels, Luther, or little secrets.

At the end of the Horus Heresy, Lion El'Jonson's adoptive father Luther launched a rebellion and bombed Lion King Lion, who had just returned to Caliban's orbit.

The enraged Lion launched an attack on Caliban himself, and a fierce battle broke out with Luther.
At the end of the battle, an inexplicable and bizarre subspace storm swept across Caliban, completely tearing Caliban apart, and also swept many fragments of Caliban along with the Fallen Angels, throwing them into different time and space.
This matter has always been a little secret of the Dark Angels, and no one else is allowed to know it. The historian must have found some clues, and was then punished by the inner circle of the Dark Angels.
To be honest, they were already giving face to Guilliman by not annihilating the Society of Rational History.

Guilliman probably wouldn't be willing to delve into it. After all, which legion doesn't have some little secrets?
"Did she leave any clothes behind?" Zhou Yun asked sincerely.

"Can we find someone just by having clothes?" the man who looked like an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs said excitedly.

"Oh no, you can build a cenotaph for her."

"Then I ask you not to investigate too much into the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels during the mid- to late Heresy."

"Just focus on the history before the Heresy and after Robouti Guilliman was killed by Fulgrim with a single sword."

Zhou Yun's warning was entirely out of the desire to protect the safety of these historians.

But these historians did not seem to understand the meaning of Zhou Yun's words, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

"Do you have any other questions?" Zhou Yun asked, rubbing his eyebrows.

The female historian who seemed to be from Mars hesitated for a moment and said, "A lot of Terra's information has been blocked."

"Sir, I have heard that the Ptolemaic Library in Macragge is one of the most magnificent libraries in the entire galaxy. Can I——————"

"No." Zhou Yun simply rejected her.

They immediately became depressed again.

"The Ptolemy Library was attacked by rebels and was damaged. It is currently closed for repairs," Zhou Yun explained.

This is of course a lie. The truth is that Digris is frantically creating history to cover up the existence of the Second Empire. Now Digris must be wishing that the Black Legion had really blown up the Ptolemaic Library.

Looking at the depressed historians, Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, I'll talk and you guys record it."

"Next, I will show you the context of human history development"

Zhou Yun looked at the historians who picked up their pens and papers, hesitated for a moment and said:
"If anyone records the words loyalty, kindness, and win next, I promise to send you on a day trip to the Inquisition Fortress."

The historians nodded in fear.

Zhou Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"So, let's get started."

"The beginning of this story can be traced back to the Sakaya River in Terra Asia Minor nearly fifty thousand years ago."

“There, perhaps, the first murder in human history took place.”

"A man killed his brother, and his brother's son used his psychic powers to kill the man, completing perhaps the first act of revenge in human history."

"That Avenger, that boy used many names in the future, but his original real name is no longer known."

"Here, for the sake of convenience, we will call this child Yellow Mouse."

"Come on, write it down, yellow mouse."

Historians hurriedly lowered their heads and began to record.

Zhou Yun suddenly began to feel that he might be suitable for this job.
During the time when the High Lords were in the meeting, Zhou Yun basically spent his time in the Order of the Messenger of Rationality, occasionally visiting Jeanna, watching Reina training the Astra Militarum on Terra, and discussing the sale of Dorayaki with Kania Danda.
He thus felt a rare sense of security, and the flow of time became faster.

Almost thirteen days later, the High Lords' Council came to an end.

At about the same time, Wuwula's casting generals also visited Zhou Yun.
They apologized on behalf of Uwula for not being able to visit in person—Uwula was too big.

Then, a formal invitation was extended to Zhou Yun, hoping that Zhou Yun could visit Mars, the planet belonging to the God of All Things.

(End of this chapter)