Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 190 Twenty-one Seats

Led by Guilliman, the group's movement trajectory passed through the Avenue of Heroes next to the Military Square.

Those imposing Space Marine troops, the mortal troops fully armed with the Iron Torrent, and the pure arrays of knights and Titans swept past Ryan's eyes.

"Guilliman has amassed a vast power within his micro-empire. I am sure this is only the tip of the iceberg. How can I ensure his loyalty?"

The lion king's face was expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil.

Accompanying him was only an army of 20,000 Dark Angels and a fleet led by the Indomitable Truth.

He found that the First Legion's power on Macragge was no longer able to balance the Ultramarines. The number of Ultramarines on this military square alone exceeded the total number of Dark Angels.

So what? After the Battle of Calth and the Shadow Crusade, to what extent did the Ultramarines recover?
Ryan's conservative estimate of this number is two hundred thousand, or even more.

As the host, Guilliman was about half a meter ahead, while his mortal advisor followed beside him.

A surprise attack from behind was a perfect opportunity. Lion believed that he had a high chance of taking down Guilliman directly.

But the Lion did not do so. Although every aspect of Guilliman's behavior had revealed very obvious signs of disloyalty since he arrived in Macragge, he still did not take that step.

There is still a chance for recovery.

"Lion, you don't know how happy I am to see you again. After a long battle alone, my bravest brother has come to my side." Guilliman said with a smile.

"I thought it would be Russ, since his offspring is here, but I didn't expect it to be you. It really shocked me."

Luo Xi was secretly shocked in his heart. Guilliman's ability to say different things to different people was extraordinary. He had clearly planned the worst case scenario that Leman Russ would come, but when he learned that Lion had arrived, this guy's face turned extremely bad.

"Guilliman seems to want to stabilize the Lion King. This guy is really an unstable factor. Who knows if he will suddenly go crazy." Luo Xi thought.

He had little time to pay attention to the situation on Macragge's side. After all, he was still in Sosa, and his research on Faros had made great progress. The completion of the [Seed Plan] he had previously implemented was smoother than expected.

According to the data sent back by the advance probe, they have discovered more than twenty-three alien races in the remote and desolate eastern part of the galaxy, but most of the alien races have not even left their home planet.

Among these planets where life has been discovered, one planet stands out in particular.

Because this is a planet that is suspected to have advanced intelligent life, and it is also a habitable planet with a natural environment that reaches the level of a garden world.

The probe discovered oceans and a large amount of green plants, which undoubtedly have most of the conditions required for life.

Roxi decided to wait until Guilliman finished his work and then lead the team to the planet to check out the situation.

"Would you rather Ruth came?" Ryan focused on this question. He raised his eyebrows slightly and a few wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows.

"Of course not. I certainly hope it's you who comes. That barbarian Russ will only make things worse. He will cause havoc in my Macragge.

You are different. You are rational and wise. Before Horus chose to betray, you and Horus were both people I am ashamed of. "

"I actually always thought you were more suitable for the position of Warmaster."

Guilliman's words of praise completely hit Lion's soft spot. The ice on his face instantly melted into spring water, and the Lion King revealed a sincere smile.

"Robot, I find you have a very good taste."

"I feel sorry for Horus. He could have continued to perform the valuable duties given to him by the Emperor and continued to work hard for humanity, but he chose the most shameless betrayal. He failed to live up to the honor of being the Warmaster."

He turned the topic to Roche beside Roboute and continued, "Where is your mortal advisor? Why do you bring him with you when you meet me?"

There was a natural arrogance and confusion in the lion's tone. In such an occasion, what qualifications did a mortal have to join in?

But since Roboute had done so, it proved that he was indeed worthy of the position, and no Primarch would be a fool. Guilliman pointed out the error in his brother's words.

"My brother, Luo Xi is indeed my mortal advisor, but he is more of an ally of mine. You may not know where he came from." Roboute's solemn tone made Ryan change his attitude.

"I will not hide anything from you. Luo Xi is a survivor of the Golden Age. He is also an inheritor of human civilization. He came to the Five Hundred Worlds by chance. We share the same ideals and goals."

"Over the past few years, I have always been in the open, and he has been in the dark. Together, we defeated the traitor Lorgar and the Shadow Crusade launched by Angron, and protected the fire of mankind in the Ultramarine. Please treat him the same way you treat me."

Luo Xi felt touched that his contributions and efforts were remembered, which meant they were not in vain.

"Nice to meet you."

After listening to Guilliman's introduction, Lion stopped, held the sword with his left hand, crossed his chest with his right hand, and nodded slightly in salute.

"I've heard of your great name for a long time." Luo Xi responded quickly. He didn't expect that this seemingly inhuman lion king would pay tribute to him.

Everyone has entered the magnificent Hera Castle. Under the guidance of Guilliman, a room in the hall on the first floor appears before them.

"It's here. I rarely come here because the time is not right."

The Ever-Victorious Army stationed here opened the heavy door for the Primarch, and an unusually large and bright room revealed its presence.

"The time is not right yet?" Ryan was a little confused, and then he saw the furnishings in the room.

The commander of the Ever-Victorious Army, Glod, was ordered to wait outside the door, and Ryan also ordered Hou Guin and Red Ross to retreat.

Guilliman gave him a look and Roche followed him in.

The Ever-Victorious Army at the door closed the door again, leaving only the projections of Guilliman, Lion and Roche in the room.

The lion placed his palm on the back of a huge chair, on which was engraved the symbol [Ⅰ].

Lion glanced at his brother, "I have never doubted your abilities. This castle, Macragge, and the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar astound me."

"We were all born for this, Lion," said Guilliman.

"Among us, only Rogal Dorn and you have this ability. You are both calm and rational, and act based on objective data rather than feelings and intuition. Therefore, only the two of you have your own interstellar empire."

"But what surprises me most, Roboute, is that you can still be so emotional. You don't think logically, but rely on your inner thoughts."

Ryan was referring to the long table in the room that was carved from a complete boulder. The afternoon sun shone through the window lattice onto the milky white marble tabletop, and the perfect carving marks on it could be clearly seen.

Twenty-one chairs were neatly arranged on the outer edge of the table. They were all tailor-made for the Primarch's body. The chairs marked [XV] and [XVIII] were even one size larger.

That was for Magnus and Vulkan, two Primarchs who were exceptionally large among their brothers.

The backrest of each chair was covered with the flag of the corresponding legion, and the first chair was draped with the flag of Terra. The second and eleventh chairs were covered with undyed white cloth.

"So you have reserved a seat for all your brothers in your Hera Castle? Roboute," Ryan said, "It is this thing that really touched me, not your fancy war weapons."

"It means you have a soul, a feeling soul, not an absolutely rational, contemplative computer."

The lion pointed at Roxi again.

"You told me that he was a remnant of the Golden Age. I observed carefully and found that people in the Golden Age were just like us. We have the same soul."

(End of this chapter)