Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 314 I, the Emperor’s Chosen One?
After the end of Parmenio's war, the troubled world was finally saved.

The giant war fortress reached orbit, and the bombardment of hundreds of heavy artillery wiped out the enemy in an instant. The embarrassing escape of Mortarion and Kugath also revealed the failure of the father's conspiracy.

Taylor was admitted to Macragge's Glory for treatment.

Naturally, the Primarch's high regard for him led to his entire body being tested, but the Gene Sage looked at the readings and only confirmed a few things.

First, Taylor is very healthy and his physical fitness is even comparable to that of a battle-hardened stormtrooper, but considering his eating habits (he eats almost everything), this is almost impossible.

Second, the abnormal miracle did not kill anyone, and not even the soldiers in Taylor's company felt any negative effects.

After a thorough inspection, the sage confirmed that they were all alive and well...

But after the arrival of the Emperor's power, the mysterious girl suddenly lost her former ethereality, her warp characteristics completely disappeared, and she became an untouchable.

This abnormal situation makes many scholars unable to resist the desire. If they can crack this secret, they can forge an anti-psychic force belonging to the empire!
However, the Regent was uncharacteristically serious and demanded that the girl be sent to Zhongsi Academy and treated as an orphan of an imperial soldier, while at the same time erasing most of her related information.

This was Mathieu's proposal, effective and would protect the lady while preserving the Emperor's mystique.

Although Guilliman did not agree with that idea, out of protection for the citizens of the Empire, he arranged a position for the girl after completing the examination.

Guilliman is always like this, sharp-tongued but kind-hearted, even a little stupid. If it were Lion to handle this matter...

No, Ryan might take the girl with him and raise her now.

Things should have ended here. Taylor would be reinstated to the Primarch's Guard, responsible for Guilliman's safety, and continue to be a colleague of Sicarius.

But Taylor could actually feel the Emperor's power taking root in his body, a strange, flickering silver spark that now burned independently.

It could be the soul of an ancient being, or it could be a gift from the Emperor. Perhaps it is just as the Emperor said...

He is unique and unexpected, and therefore he is experiencing miracles that no one else has encountered.

A miracle that belongs only to him.

He was lying on the medical bed, eyes closed, feeling his own flame. It was strange, the inside was the Emperor's silver, the outside was dark green...

It's a bit like the waahhg psychic powers those green-skinned psychic guys use...

He tried his best to convince himself that it was just an illusion or a coincidence, but frankly speaking, he had no idea what the flames were used for or what abilities they had.

Although Taylor firmly believed that things would work out in the end, he still couldn't get an answer.

Be it the seasoned Space Marine Psionic Librarian or his own cultist girl, they were all confused by such a description.

Because no one has ever survived the emperor's tyrannical power before. Even for living saints, the prerequisite for their sainthood is still death.

The Emperor's power is beyond the reach of any living being, hence the reason his miracles are so rare. Only a strong will and a powerful spirit can temporarily access that power.

Only through complex rituals and steadfast prayers does the Emperor grant mortals a glimmer of his power.

To be disloyal, Taylor believes that this is very similar to the state of the gods in the Warp, except that the demons are the division of the four gods themselves, while humans are too fragile to withstand the power of the Emperor.

Thinking of this, there was a hurried knock on the door. When Taylor allowed the person outside to enter the treatment room, a priest in a robe and a fully armed soldier came in.

War Apostle Mathieu and Imperial Lieutenant Colonel Mr. Devoros walked in side by side.

Devoros was holding a basket with the words "Gift from Fortress of Telos" written on it.

From inside came the familiar aroma of baked potatoes and butter, bacon, and soup.

Taylor beamed. The hospital meals he'd been eating lately had been bland, synthetic food. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "Come in, come in. Put the food on my plate. Let me enjoy it..." At this point, Taylor noticed Lieutenant Colonel Devoros was holding a bouquet of flowers, a rare sight in the now-destroyed world of Parmenio.

He said knowingly.

"Sister Lightlin and Katie are in the other room, right next door. If you have a gift, go deliver it first."

"By the way, can I ask what this bouquet of flowers means?"

Roland, lying on the hospital bed, said in a nonchalant tone, "Boss, why are you suddenly so concerned about this?"

Taylor took a breath and cursed. "Stupid."

At this moment, Mathieu said, "I know. This means someone is attracted to you. It's not a bad thing. The Emperor would also bless such a relationship."

"Go ahead. It might not take long. The Glory of Macragge never stops."

Watching the lieutenant colonel leave in a hurry, Taylor said with a smile, "Mathieu, you've changed."

Mathieu said, "Indeed, after all, I saw that the Emperor chose you, an emissary like you."

"Perhaps I should care more about the feelings of mortals. Perhaps this is the will of the Emperor. Perhaps..."

"Ha, I've said too much, but I also have my own responsibilities."

Taylor muttered. "You come to me with nothing, and you just start barging into me with a bunch of nonsense. What? The Emperor chooses me?"

Mathieu sighed. "You clearly knew it. Now you are a true living saint, having received the gift of miracles, yet you didn't die like the saints in other texts."

"You were not resurrected, nor were you called upon. You just suddenly came and then suddenly dispersed."

"What could prove my point better than this?"

"The Emperor treats all loyalists equally..."

He laughed. "As the Chaos traitors would call you, you are a Chosen Warrior, a true Chosen of the Emperor..."

"Your enemies must be on pins and needles, because they are facing something that has never happened in ten thousand years."

He paused for a moment. "I came from the Regent. He scolded me a lot, but I understood even more clearly that he is God..."

"He told me to come here to see you because there's a special meeting that requires your attendance."

"Coming as a messenger from his father..."

Taylor said uncertainly. "I can't speak for anything. To be precise, I only met him once, and he didn't tell me much, but that's the general idea."

"Help my child, this sentence..."

Taylor sighed a bit, then stood up. "Okay, I'll go. I'm glad you brought me here. Remember to bring some souvenirs next time."

Mathieu said hesitantly, "You're just going to wear this?"

Taylor is now wearing an Empire hospital gown, which is mainly a white jumpsuit. It is used for easy management and recording of status, and can also distinguish patients from ordinary people.

Taylor said nonchalantly, "I'm too lazy to get dressed, so that's all."

Mathieu shook his head at this moment. He was now a little confused about what the Emperor was thinking...

(End of this chapter)