Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 361 Calgar's Concerns
Taylor stepped onto the Sword of Honor with a pale face. This battle barge was the second best void battleship he had ever made, the first being the Glory of Macragge.

If that's the case, Taylor should be happy. After all, going to death on a Moon-class cruiser is obviously not a good thing.

But he couldn't be happy no matter what. The most important thing was that Captain Calgar's old face was not good.

Taylor watched Mr. Calgar's expression from the bridge. Now that the Ultramarines Captain had completed the Primaris surgery that had transcended his limits, his stature had become even taller and more powerful.

His original height of more than two meters has now grown to nearly three meters while sitting. This span surprised Taylor a little. After all, secondary growth is almost impossible for mortals.

But rather than envy, Taylor didn't understand why Mr. Calgar was giving him a sour look.

As Taylor approached, Calgar's expression grew more frozen, but he finally spoke first.

"Sorry, I've been in a pretty bad mood lately."

"I just arrived from Macragge before my reinstatement, having completed the Primaris surgery that transcended the Limits."

"But my first mission upon taking office was to quell the riots on Macragge."

"However, it was more of a play than a riot. Twenty soldiers from the Macragge Guard hijacked a plasma cannon and ended up in an astronomical academy."

"I was responsible for calming them down. The Space Marines were mainly able to quickly travel through the fortress and capture their targets, but I soon noticed something was amiss."

"They had no planned attack plan, no so-called target, and were simply frustrated by the recent increase in training and dissatisfaction with supply cuts."

"Did something stupid."

"When I arrived, those people almost immediately fled. But what I find most difficult to accept is that the other soldiers of the Macragge Guard found it difficult to capture such a weak organization."

"I know the Primarch took away many of the best warriors, but the rapid dislocation in both manpower and will leaves me feeling lost."

"I'm afraid that after I die in battle, the new generation of Ultramarines will be like this."

"After all, we are all mortals, from a military academy and human mothers."

"When I see you, this worry becomes even stronger."

"I'm sorry, I'm not targeting you. You're a good brother who dares to yell at me for the sake of the greater good, but I'm really too worried..."

Karga sighed.

But Taylor heard something interesting.

He said, "I know an old stubborn donkey who has a lot of ability and a bad temper."

"He was a soldier who had served in the Imperial Guard for 30 years and taught me to be a reliable soldier."

"Most importantly, he met a large number of stubborn and old brothers who should have been in retirement at the same time."

"Now he's the Commissar of Catachan, and it's clear he'll be too old to move in a while."

"But he's very stubborn."

"Lord Kargar could use some tough tactics. Once he gets to Macragge and sees all those useless people, I think this old man will have to live for two more years even if he just holds on."

Calgar thought for a moment. "That's right, if it's someone you recommended."

"I'll check his record, but judging by your confident expression, I think he's right."

"I hope this will address my concerns."

He looked at the scenery outside the battleship's window, and his huge body seemed to have completely calmed down.

He hesitated slightly. "It's not nice to say this, but I can feel it, especially after being strengthened by the Primaris. There's a certain feeling..."

"In general, it's just uneasiness."

"I often walk on the edge of life and death. Death and war are normal to me."

“But I still feel uneasy.”

"It's hard for me to describe. Perhaps it's the fear I felt after coming close to death several times on the front lines."

While Calgar wasn't a learned scholar, having graduated with high marks from the Macragge Military Academy in his youth, he certainly wasn't stupid. Space Marines often possessed a higher level of emotional sensitivity than the average person, particularly in poetry, composition, writing, and painting.

Their dullness is more due to the lack of communication and dialogue among the warriors during their long chapter career.

He wanted to express his feelings slowly, but was afraid that his words would come across as cowardly.

But Taylor understands it so well!

He said bluntly, "Fear and anxiety are normal. I feel the same way."

Calgar said incredulously.

"You are one of the most powerful mortals I have met in hundreds of years, and those words are far from yours."

Taylor said. "But when I look at the universe today, how can I not be afraid?"

"It's not like suppressing a hive riot or maintaining order in a region. It can be resolved with just a bomb shot and a loudspeaker."

"I started out as a PDf, or Planetary Guard. It's called a guard, but in reality, I was just a thug for the Overlord!"

"But you also know that those lords are nothing special. Whether they are planetary governors or descendants of nobles, their essence is to oppress those below and curry favor with those above them."

"But think about it, how could a warrior like me, who came from such a background, possibly have any great ideas or a strong will?"

"I am simply draining myself of my own abilities, just like you, Lord Calgar."

Calgar hesitated. "It's unbelievable."

“But it feels good to be understood by others.”

"Cowardice is a real emotion..."

Calgar picked up his storm bolter and wiped his weapon briefly.

"To be frank, Vigilance Star might not be just the Black Legion."

"That place still has no real owner. It's like it's waiting for something."

“It’s never simple.”

"But having you help me makes me feel a little relieved."

"I lack Sicarius's talent and ambition, but I fight for the community and Macragge."

He extended his hand and said, "Thank you, my comrade."

Taylor took the rough, heavy hand and said.

"By the Emperor, the friendship of a Space Marine Captain is truly moving."

"But if you ask me, the best place on the ship is the cafeteria."

"Do you Space Marines usually eat so well?"

"I was quite impressed the last time I came here."

Calgar frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Imperial Guards aboard a battle barge?"

"You know, the warriors here all say that one day, a few dozen hungry guys like the Ogryn came in with such force that the cafeteria was empty for three hours."

"They said there was almost no need to wash dishes in the kitchen that day."

"This is a masterpiece? What did you do with the food?"

Taylor said awkwardly. "I'm done eating."

Calgar replied. "I understand now. You're a bunch of Tyranids..."

"This time, I have to remind the chefs to enter combat mode. Come on, let's go to the restaurant. I'll treat you."

(End of this chapter)