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

Chapter 355 The Emperor Wants to See You (Please Subscribe)
Rohitton was a little surprised when he was stopped by the Sigillite. In the previous meeting of the Primarchs, he was actually just a listener. The real participants were the five Primarchs and the Sigillite Malcador.

After all, the Solar System is not Macragge. He is the Vice-Governor of the Second Empire, not the Vice-Governor of the Human Empire.

Here, he is just a mortal with a somewhat special status. Dorn and others treat him differently for the sake of Llane and Sanguinius.

What's more, since arriving in the solar system, Roche, Ryan and Sanguinius have reached a tacit understanding.

There has never been a Second Empire, nor any Lord Protector, Prince Regent, or Viceroy.

If Rogal Dorn, Jaghatai Khan and Leman Russ knew what the three Primarchs of the Ultima Segmentum had done, I'm afraid even greater conflicts would immediately break out among the Primarchs.

At that time, will we argue with them for the sake of the greater good, for the sake of preserving fire for mankind?

At that time, we will have to see whether Leman Russ's knife is sharp.

The mere question of future strategic direction had caused the Primarchs to take sides and express their opinions, and if it came to issues of stance and loyalty towards the [Second Empire], I'm afraid everyone would immediately skip the verbal criticism and go straight to a real-life brawl.

Even in the eyes of Dorn and the other two, Llane and the others might be equated with Horus.

The previous Warmaster just betrayed the Emperor, and you, the Commander of the Empire, are found to have a tainted past before you even take office?

Loyalty that is not absolute is absolutely disloyalty, and this is especially important in today's chaotic war times.

What is more important than ability is loyalty and stance.

All the Primarchs except Dorn left the table. Sanguinius looked at Roche, who was left behind, with some surprise. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked thoughtful.

The Space Marines also followed their Gene-Father away, and even Roshi's personal guard Sharokin was ordered to wait outside.

Only Malcador, Rogal Dorn and Roche were left in the room.

Dorn stood like a silent wall, waiting for Malcador to speak.

"Don't be nervous, Luo Xi." The seal holder lifted his hood, revealing his neat long silver hair.

There were a few wrinkles on his face, but they could not hide his piercing eyes.

The look in the seal bearer's eyes truly conveys power in the literal sense, and there is a faint flow of psychic energy between their gazes, which makes people feel awe.

"I know you, I've always known you." Malcador said meaningfully.

"I know everything about Macragge, about Isstvan, and about the past beyond that."

These words were like thunderclaps from a clear sky. Luo Xi's heart suddenly felt like it was being pinched by a big hand, and his breathing became rapid.

"Seal Master, what do you mean?" Luo Xi was puzzled. He had never seen Malcador and had never dealt with him before. How could the other party say something like "I know you"?

"Regarding the [Future Reinforcement Plan], there should be no need for me to repeat it to you." The Seal Holder laughed, and his expression suddenly became very interesting when he looked at Luo Xi.

"Are you also an immortal? A seal bearer?" Luo Xi asked. This was the only answer he could think of.

This Malcador is probably a being that survived from the distant past.

"Yes, I am an immortal." The Sigillite nodded and said, "But I am not as old as you. I was born 6,700 years ago, when mankind had already entered the Dark Age of Technology."

Any information about the Seal Bearer is strictly confidential. Even Luo Xi has no way to know more detailed information about him, only some.

In the official records of the Empire, there is only some crude information that Malcador is the Emperor's close comrade-in-arms and serves as the Imperial Seal.

Judging from the data on paper, Roxi is even 20,000 years older than Malcador. After all, he is a human being from the Earth Age, while when this Sigillite was born, humans had already entered the Dark Age of Technology.

"Let's talk slowly. I have been looking forward to this private meeting for a long time."

"It took you longer to arrive in Terra than we expected, but fortunately you were not late."

Malcador appeared to be a refined scholar, not much different from the thousands of other Imperial officials. In fact, compared to them, the Chancellor appeared even thinner and more elderly. "Sir Sealholder..." Roxi was struck by Malcador's demeanor. While he was technically much older than Malcador, their life experiences were completely different.

Luo Xi believes that he is no different from other ordinary humans, except that he has lived longer.

And what about this Imperial Chancellor? According to some extremely obscure lost information from the early days of the Empire, Malcador was one of the founders of the Human Empire. Even when the Emperor was just a Terran warlord, it was Malcador who persuaded him to take on the great responsibility of "Lord of Mankind".

Malcador assisted the Emperor of Mankind in transforming the Terran warlord into the Lord of Mankind, completing the great cause of unification and pushing the dream of human rejuvenation forward.

Although they are both immortals, the gap between them is truly embarrassing.

"Bram al-Khadur, you may call me that," Malcador introduced himself, revealing his real name.

It is impossible that this seal holder has only one name in his 6,700 years of life.

And the name he has revealed now undoubtedly represents his essence better than "Malcador".

Malcador's statement undoubtedly made Roxi feel closer to him. It seemed that the rumored imperial regent was more humble than he had imagined and was not difficult to deal with.

"It's not complicated to explain how I know you." Malcador said as they walked. "We can talk on the way. You will get answers to many of your questions."

He seemed to be leading Roche towards a room on the Phalanx, while the Primarch of the Imperial Fists followed silently behind.

Malcador led Roche into a dark corridor, dimly illuminated only by the flaming Imperial double-headed eagle scepter in his hand.

Luo Xi didn't know how far he had walked, but when he walked out of a door at the end, he was surprised to find that he seemed to have arrived at some unknown place.

This is not the Phalanx. Although that relic ship has an advanced gravity-generating system, man-made things are subtly different from natural stars after all.

And this familiar feeling...seems to come from deep in the blood, and the familiar feeling that has been dormant for thousands of years awakens from the bones.

He suddenly shuddered all over, and a noun emerged in his mind.

Earth, he returned to Earth, which is the hometown of every human being. Even though some humans may have never been here, Earth or Terra is the root.

Luo Xi suddenly had the urge to cry. After such a long time, he finally returned to the place where he was born and raised. This ordinary planet in the Milky Way was the unattainable place in his dreams.

Now that the wanderer has returned home, Luo Xi breathes the air of the earth greedily, but it is completely different from what he remembers in his dreams.

The place where Malcador took Roche out was a hall that looked particularly ancient. There were thick candles burning around to provide light. It seemed to be the inner court of a castle palace.

"It's psychic energy, right? From the Phalanx to the Earth." Luo Xi said.

The seal bearer chuckled a few times, which was considered as his agreement.

"Just some simple tricks."

Malcador said this modestly, but Roxi knew how difficult it was.

They didn't even feel the sensation of teleportation, that strange feeling of tearing every atom in the body apart and then putting them back together.

Malcador's psychic power was just like the silent effect of spring water that moistened everything, and it teleported the three people back to Terra without them noticing.

Is this the terrifying power of the second most powerful psychic in the Empire? Malcador's psychic power is second only to the Emperor, but I wonder if the Red Magnus can surpass him.

"Where are you taking me?" Luo Xi asked.

The seal bearer turned around and looked at Luo Xi with his eyes as deep as the sea.

"There is a man who wants to see you. You can call him the Emperor."

(End of this chapter)