This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 391 Powerful strength is not for the purpose of dominating one's fellow citizens.

Dawn Star Sector, Pioneer-Dawn System, Dawn Star National Comprehensive University.

While all sectors across the star sector were ravaged by the plague, here, in the Dawn Sector's highest institution of learning, bearing the same emblem as the Wings of Dawn, this militarized academy encompassed three core areas: scientific research, naval command, and Astartes selection, as well as secondary areas including psionic applications and army education.

Despite the chaos outside, the students there continue to live a life no different from before.

Learning, training, vocational training.

In this era where threats permeate the entire galaxy, the students here still enjoy a stable learning environment and ample resources, allowing them to continuously enrich themselves within a limited timeframe.

It was as if all the plagues, wars, and suffering inflicted by the evil gods of the warp were completely kept outside the high walls of this academy, which covered nearly 13,000 square kilometers.

People come and go, and even those in a hurry exude a vibrant energy.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Besides, so many people are suffering outside. Is it appropriate for you to have that expression all the time?"

"Tell you something."

"what?"

"His Highness has come again for the enrollment of new students. I am part of the honor guard."

"Oh, then you're very lucky."
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The entire U-shaped plaza is surrounded by an outer shell capable of projecting countless images.

In this square that can hold a million people, the freshmen at the front of the line craned their necks curiously, their eyes focused on the figure on the high platform.

Arthur stood at the highest point, with a guard of honor dressed in magnificent armor standing beside him.

Beside the podium stood Arabella, the director of the academic affairs office at the college.

Principal Romulus is essentially welded to his workstation; even attending non-major events is problematic. The so-called principal is nothing more than a mascot that is rarely seen, and people are more familiar with the statue than with the real person.

Fortunately, the actual management of the academy has been entrusted to Arabella, who has returned from her long military service. Due to the vast distance between the stars, the students' ages, actual educational levels, and mental health vary to some extent, and these complex issues require her attention.

This saint of the Holy Rosary Order, along with her nuns, integrated into the academy's ideological education system. Their steadfast yet non-extreme beliefs, transformed by the Wings of Dawn, were quite infectious, protecting the students' minds from harm to the greatest extent possible without alienating them.

The greatest insurance is the existence of the Wings of Dawn.

The soul projections of these key talents will be anchored, giving them greater security in the perilous galaxy.

After completing the routine opening ceremony, Arabella bowed slightly, giving the podium to the taller knight beside her.

Arthur nodded slightly, then stepped forward to the podium.

Ahead lay a sea of ​​people, contemporary elites from a thousand planets gathered here.

He couldn't help but feel happy about it.

The members in the front row unconsciously leaned forward and craned their necks, but fortunately, their necessary education and manners prevented them from surging forward like an incited crowd.

"Congratulations on becoming a member of Dawn Star National University."

“You are all outstanding individuals who have emerged from fierce competition in various examinations. You, your parents, everyone in your social circle, and I should all be proud that you are here today.”

As his cool and authoritative voice fell, his image appeared in various parts of the square via projection, and his words spread through the sound array system.

As soon as the words were spoken, a look of pride appeared on the faces of the many students from all over the world.

Their origins are not simple. Apart from the locals who enjoyed stable education as the Dawn Star Sector was built, the vast majority of them relied on family support to enter this place.

After all, unless a skilled worker's child has extraordinary talent, it is impossible for them to compete with children who have started to cultivate their potential early on, given their slightly weaker family background, and thus outperform them in the selection process.

"However, as one of the leaders of the Wings of Dawn, I must emphasize that the abilities you have been shaped by your exceptional environment are not meant to place you above your brethren who do not have access to equal resources. You should use this power to help them."

Arthur knew they had the confidence to say that.

This was the original intention behind the creation of the Wings of Dawn; they also hoped to mold the humans who travel with them in this universe into such beings.

"At the same time, do not be reckless, but be brave enough to admit your own weaknesses and learn to depend on each other." "The true meaning of being a human warrior is not to demand that each individual be perfect. You should know that no one is born defined as absolutely strong or weak. The key is that everyone has the power to shape themselves. And this academy is a place where the wisdom and efforts of countless people are gathered to allow you to shape yourself. You should cherish this opportunity created for you by countless people."

In the audience, some people seemed to be deep in thought, while others nodded in agreement.

Arthur's tone was not impassioned, as if the other party had no intention of stirring up emotions, but the content was much more specific than they thought.

It wasn't that they thought there was anything wrong with the preaching of the state church pastors who believed in the angels in the past. After all, those people really provided food and water. But compared to the past, the one on the stage had more specific requirements for them. It was more like he was telling them what it should be like to become a member of the Wings of Dawn.

Many senior students smiled as they watched the freshmen deep in thought.

The main reason is that the actions of the adults were simply too convincing.

In a universe where extraordinary powers exist, the cult of personality arising from the power gap is inevitable. It's like how emperors constantly proclaim that they are not gods, but who takes it seriously? People still worship them.

Therefore, how to provide positive guidance becomes something that needs to be considered.

The adults all did a great job; they set a good example for themselves and actively promoted and showcased their practices, showing others how to do things the right way.

Over time, this became the prevailing social trend.

“That’s why—”

"Future scientists, please explore the unknown without fear and embrace a wider world. We can protect your ideas and ensure that the fruits of your wisdom are put to use."

"Future Imperial Navy officers, please strive to improve yourselves. We can provide you with the reins to roam the stars."

"Future Astartes, please continue to hone your skills, and we can give you an honor that will never fade."

Arthur's speech was concise, without lengthy nonsense or any manipulative rhetoric. Everyone knew him, and as a leader, he only needed to state his requirements.

Slogans are necessary, indeed, because they embody lofty ideals and symbolize their relentless pursuit.

Just like perfection, what in this world is truly perfect?

What exists is only the ever-improving self on the journey to pursue perfection.

When facing the imperial high command, Arthur also habitually juxtaposes glory, empire, humanity, and complex, lengthy sentences. The reason for this is that the halo bestowed by his status is enough to boost morale, and the individual heroism shaped by the empire's mainstream because heroes can actually achieve great things is generally engraved into the values ​​of the imperial people, thus winning the war more quickly.

The requirements must be realistic, because being too vague will lead to despair, make people lose their sense of reality, and leave them with no idea how to begin.

Students, especially young and gifted students, are at a rebellious age. Those who can get into this academy are already among the best in terms of both mind and body. They are talented and hate being condescendingly instructed.

At the same time, they are also at a good age, growing up in a relatively stable environment, and still have unique aspirations for the world, hoping for a better future.

They need something to keep them going, and we usually call that an ideal.

This is enough.

"understand!"

The new students responded with neat and orderly responses, their disciplined demeanor a testament to the militaristic discipline ingrained in the very bones of the empire.

"I sincerely look forward to your growth, and the future of humanity will be entrusted to you the moment you step out of the academy."

Finally, Arthur gazed at the students who had just come of age, then raised his sword and shouted the slogan that had been etched into every aspect of the Dawn Sector for almost thirty years.

"For humanity."

A clear voice reached everyone's ears.

"For humanity!"

If the crowd below can be likened to a tide.

The cheers that erupt at this moment are like a surging tsunami.

(End of this chapter)