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Chapter 232: Eternal Service

Chapter 232: Eternal Service
The return of the Primarch, the invasion of demons, the extinguishing of the Astronomican, countless things are stirring the hearts of people today.

The good and the bad are mixed together, and the bad ones are the majority.

Terra is now facing a serious shortage of manpower, which is strange. After all, as the home planet of mankind, this place is always associated with overcrowding or lack of resources.

However, in view of Taylor's outstanding performance in the Battle of Lion's Gate, Guilliman asked Taylor to serve as quartermaster for a period of time.

Taylor denied those honors, though he did become a temporary mortal commander.

But the pressure from Guilliman was hard to refuse, and the position of quartermaster was quite lucrative, so almost everyone who came would try to make a fortune.

So much so that when Taylor walked into his office in the palace, one of his imperial clerks easily recorded his lunch as a military expense.

Taylor could only accept this with pleasure, but he did not, like other officers, naturally request that a large amount of the Emperor's supplies be brought into his residence.

First, he had no house.

Second, he had no interest in it.

What is the use of so much money? He doesn't have the life to spend it. It is better for him to accumulate good karma and let his ancestors kowtow to the emperor more often. Maybe it will allow him to retire peacefully.

After a few months of this, his tactical tablet suddenly rang one day. It was the expectation he had recorded about retirement four years ago.

That was the alarm clock that came from his beautiful imagination of the future four years ago. Its sudden ringing reminded Taylor of his goal.

Yes, retirement...

He had reached the required years of military service and was an Imperial Major, so he could obviously retire and be awarded an amount of throne coins and lands equivalent to his years of service according to Imperial standards.

So Taylor applied for retirement from the War Office for the first time.

This matter was incomprehensible to many people, especially the many Space Marines in the Ultramarines who had a good relationship with him. Now they could not help but lower their superhuman status to persuade him.

The Master Chief, who knew the rules of the mortal world well, also told him earnestly.

"Based on your record, if you hold on a little longer you can become a general of the empire. Why do you want to retire?"

But Taylor just laughed at them and said they didn't understand. If they achieved any greater success, they would be nothing more than a background figure for the Space Marines...

He is a mortal who has come this far thanks to luck. He doesn't want to continue fighting, otherwise he will be scared to death by monsters one day!
But when the retirement application somehow came into Guilliman's hands, the Primarch rejected it without hesitation in the name of the Imperial Regent.

Indeed, after the Battle of Lion's Gate, Guilliman dealt with those Imperial High Lords who disagreed with his rise to power with swift and decisive action.

Behind this, the Imperial Guards and the Assassin's Office made great contributions.

When those greedy guys gathered an army to threaten Guilliman.

The Primarch's anger was like thunder, crushing those arrogant, powerful but idle old guys into pieces of garbage on the wheel of history.

Those who resisted stubbornly were torn to pieces by the imperial guards, and those who did not express their attitude, those who openly submitted but secretly rebelled, died inexplicably at home.

He was easily won over by Regent Guilliman because of his neutral attitude.

Now it seems that those who lean towards the original body cannot be said to have a rapid rise, but they have indeed found the right backer.

In this case, Taylor is almost the most popular one in the current situation.

But when he saw the rejection of his discharge, he found his backpack and took out a document he had kept for five years, which stated in black and white the time limit for his service.

He walked to the parliament in the core of Terra, pushed aside Calga who was trying to stop him, and angrily yelled at the regent who was reviewing documents.

“Why are you rejecting my reasonable demands?”

Guilliman raised his head, picked up the fine red wine from the cabinet, and slowly poured it into the glass that had been prepared long ago.

He immediately grasped Taylor's character of liking to get a small advantage, and after Taylor drank that thing, he felt a little embarrassed.

After all, how did I end up drinking alcohol when I was so angry? And this wine looks quite expensive...

Taylor coughed. "Primarch, Boss, Regent."

He placed his vellum before the Regent.

"I need to redeem everything the Imperium promised me during my service," Guilliman replied. "I can give you the soil of Macragge, or the equivalent in Throne Coins, but I cannot tolerate your retirement."

"That's it."

He raised his pen, crossed out the deadline on the vellum, and wrote on it in the name of the Regent of the Empire.

【Serve Forever】

Taylor immediately picked up the question and tried to tear it up. To him, the piece of paper that was supposed to save him from danger had become poison.

But now Guilliman said, "Article 3566 of Imperial Law. The destruction of Imperial documents protected by Imperial law is a crime of desecration."

"According to Astra Militarum military regulations, violations of Imperial law are converted into internal punishments based on rank. If you ripped that thing open, it would be a third-degree felony."

"You will be sent to the Penal Legion to fight as a levy soldier."

Taylor trembled as he released his hand, then asked, "But I signed the one with a time limit. Now that the treaty has changed, my signature is theoretically invalid."

Guilliman replied. "Yes, but according to Imperial law, I am the Regent of the Empire and Primarch Roboute Guilliman."

"So, I am the Imperial Constitution, and I am now amending it for you."

"Therefore, according to Imperial law, you will serve forever."

"It is an honor, it is a duty, and your document will stand until your soul is returned to the Emperor."

"In other words, for every year you live longer, you will receive dozens of square meters of land on Macragge, or several hectares of land on a marginal world, as the value of your service to the Empire."

This proposal was quite exaggerated, which meant that Taylor was fully capable of earning an exaggerated fortune for his family that would make the planetary governor jealous.

But Taylor didn't think it was fair, he just wanted his own piece of land.

After cursing Guilliman inwardly, he walked away with his head down, stuffing the documents back into his briefcase.

Now he has a father. If this thing is accidentally destroyed, he will be the personal relic of the Primarch of Destruction and the Regent of the Empire.

It would be the same as if he had torn up the Codex Astartes which was enshrined on the Imperial shrine.

Although that thing was originally just a piece of torn paper.

But Taylor is just a mortal.

But Guilliman also felt a little distressed. He knew that he should not treat his meritorious friend like this.

He spoke before Taylor left.

"Tyler."

"Cawl is forging a new power, powerful enough to ensure we achieve our dream, so I am changing your records."

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to leave before you see the hope of the Empire, because I swear, I, Guilliman, will create a better world for you, for mankind."

"And the Primaris Space Marines were born for this."

"I want you to go to Mars. I will pay for your ship fare, provide your meals, and arrange for someone to take over your job."

"Hopefully, this can serve as compensation."

"At the same time, Kaul told me that he also has a gift for you."

Of course Taylor was unwilling, but when he heard about the all-inclusive travel package, he was shaken.

He replied. "I'll go and see, but I won't forgive you!"

Then he walked out the door, realizing that he had just acted like a tsundere.

He retched in disgust...

After all, no one likes a grown man like this...

(End of this chapter)

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