Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 290 The So-called Loyalty

Taylor has finally taken stock of what his boys have been through during this period.

They helped Guilliman suppress a rebellion on Macragge and also participated in an expedition as the Primarch's guard, achieving good results.

All of this was not only recorded in the empire's records, but also in their own unique records.

Display cabinets were placed inside the legion. Although they were not exquisite items, they were not as good as the furniture of the Wandering Merchant Dynasty, nor as solemn and dignified as the reliquary of the Imperial Space Marine Chapter.

But they also have the optimism and ruggedness unique to Imperial Guard soldiers.

Behind glass cases are the weapons and equipment of the enemies of the Imperium and the Chaos traitors, as well as their insignia or flags.

The Skadi Group was like hyenas or ghouls, greedily rolling up their honors and certificates and hanging them in front of them.

It's not for the purpose of singing praises, and no one will pay for it. It's just to prove that our brothers and comrades did not die for meaningless things.

And in the middle of those cabinets, there is no doubt that Taylor's treasures are there.

Taylor was used to it, but when Roland took out his spoils from this period, Taylor couldn't hold it back any longer.

There were the chainswords of Chaos Space Marines, the Chosen of Khorne, and fragments of armour or Chapter insignia of Iron Warriors, Emperor's Children, World Eaters and Thousand Sons Space Marines.

Taylor cursed the moment he saw the colorful insignia of the founding chapter. "Take them all off!"

He was afraid that the minions of Chaos would find out about this and come to cause trouble, but Sicarius, who came with Taylor, laughed.

“Haha, isn’t this funny?”

"Just put it here and tell others that you are not someone to be messed with."

Sicarius said sternly, "The Imperium is full of bullies. If you want to make it big, don't just cling to the Primarch."

"You have to tell them your fists are harder than their heads."

At this point, Sicarius's aura of leadership was almost overflowing. As the greatest Space Marine in recent centuries, he was obviously extremely qualified to say so.

He was sharp, like a blade, and in Guilliman's hands, he was even brighter and sharper than the Emperor's sword.

But Taylor asked. "Sometimes I wonder why Guilliman chose you to lead the personal guard."

"Now I understand that being sharp is more likely to make the enemy timid and retreat than being cowardly."

"But you forgot one thing, I am mortal."

Sicarius didn't answer the question. He simply said, "Then leave the badges there. I'll protect you."

He is not as old-fashioned as Calgar, and often even has a bit of banditry and arrogance. This may be what Guilliman likes about him.

When Sicarius left, Taylor looked at the contents of the display case and said hesitantly.

"Okay, brothers are always kind-hearted."

He turned to ask the Krieger girl, "Does this comply with the rules and regulations of the Empire?"

Ms. Krieger replied, "Occasionally, we can make exceptions, especially when it concerns the morale of the soldiers."

Taylor said, "You're becoming less and less of a Krieg."

"Is the narrator girl okay? And how's that iron man I left behind?"

Ms. Krieg replied. "I arranged for her to work on Macragge, and the Iron Man was assigned to a local construction site."

Taylor thought about it and it seemed that this was not a problem. The Iron Man had always been smart and reliable, and the narrator was a capable person who would probably never go hungry in his life.

It was a slight relief, but only for a while. The Plague War was imminent, and even Macragge might fall. The Primarch's flagship was sturdy, but not invincible.

Thinking of this, Taylor also asked, "Miss Krieger, what's the next battle?"

The woman replied, "Well, I guess it's about perseverance."

Taylor nodded matter-of-factly. "We can only hold on."

"We must not allow the Nurgle plague to spread. Once they gain a foothold, it will become an endless tug-of-war and a war of attrition. Amidst disease and death, the Empire will undoubtedly fail."

"The Emperor is really playing tricks on us."

Miss Krieg replied. "I do not like you blaming everything on the Emperor."

Taylor said, "Then you can talk to those Ecclesiarchs. They believe that everything is a gift from the Emperor, including those Chaos objects, which are also a means for the Emperor to test humanity."

"Although this sounds quite heretical, you must admit that they do believe in the Human Emperor."

"Our faith in the Emperor can sometimes be quite morbid..."

Ms. Krieger chanted softly. "Loyalty..."

She pursed her lips and said, "No need to question, just keep fighting."

"Get on board the ship when you're ready. The transport ship for our battle has already been decided."

Taylor complained. "I just came down, and this is so tiring."

He picked up the tablet and looked at the report coming from it.

Now they will guard a fortress hive world called Palomeo, which is the vanguard fortress of Macragge and the key point to protect the core area.

The power of chaos is clearly heading towards Macragge. In other words, this will be the center of the vortex.

Therefore, the huge starport fortress Galatan will also go there.

The Void and the Ground will become Macragge's last line of defense. If the Empire holds on, the forces of Chaos will be stopped at the outskirts of the star sector ruled by Macragge.

However, Taylor was not optimistic about this. One of the four gods launched an attack with all his strength, which was comparable to the intensity of the war in Cadia.

It's more surprising that such a war broke out twice in such a short period of time...

Just like Taylor often complained, under the Emperor's rule, the world has become increasingly abnormal.

At this moment, Taylor seemed to smell the stench of the battlefield, like a lingering haze.

Soon, the starship came to pick them up.

At this moment, Taylor organized his troops, but spoke to a guy who followed them.

"You are not an Imperial Guard, what are you doing here?"

The cultist scratched her cheek. "Well, technically, I'm your attendant and personal guard."

Taylor said. "I'm not going on vacation either. We're about to see the full force of Chaos, and you clearly have no obligation to help me."

The lady smiled and said, "Just think of it as me coming to watch the fun. If you don't take me with you, I'll seduce a few dignitaries and logically dismantle this huge starport from within."

Taylor sighed. He could only sacrifice himself for others. After all, only by keeping this guy under control could he control her terrible destructive power.

The destructive power of beauty...

(End of this chapter)