Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

It is said that the Emperor personally received the Primarch's sister Katherine afterward, but forgot to show goodwill to his son.

The officials stepped forward to pay their respects to the Primarch.

After all, not long ago, this big guy in blue armor prepared three whirlwind torpedoes to blow them all into the sky.

Consider it as repaying the kindness of being spared.

The booming of the cannons reached its peak the moment Guilliman set foot on Terra.

The sky was filled with the roar of artillery fire, accompanied by cheers from the nearby crowd.

Even for veteran Terrans, the chance to see a Primarch in person is slim.

The officials who were actually standing next to the Primarch were not so excited; in fact, some were even afraid.

If it weren't for the booming cannons behind them, the exploding fireworks would have been genuine ceremonial items, not cannon fire.

Otherwise, these officials were worried that when they were pushed to the front, it would be because of their previous poor performance, and they would be executed in front of the Primarch.

Incidentally, it was also meant to intimidate Robert Guilliman and prevent him from becoming too arrogant.

The officials speculated about the methods the Emperor might employ; many of their fathers were warlords who had submitted to the Emperor during the Terra unification wars.

Sometimes, their fathers would pass on political strategies that they might never use in their lives, such as guessing the true thoughts deep in the hearts of the rulers.

In fact, the emperor didn't use any tricks or schemes; he just used two methods.

First, build a large number of capable soldiers. Once they can defeat you, you will naturally submit.

Secondly, when you're about to be killed, ask them if they want to surrender.

Even if you vote, you will still be officials under my command.

No wonder these people were considering investing in Mars when Guilliman was planning to bomb Terra.

Unbeknownst to the officials, who were filled with panic and deep thought, Guilliman merely nodded slightly in acknowledgment before walking past them toward his brother, Roger Dorn, who was approaching him.

Behind Guilliman, the Primarch's Ultramarines advance silently, capable of destroying the entire starport in minutes if they so desired.

If a Primarch rebels, the easiest way to safely send Astartes to the surface is to feign loyalty and then personally lead his personal guard to the surface.

“My brother, Dorn, since our last parting, I have commanded my legions to learn from your teachings and have successfully defended several key supply worlds on our expedition.”

Guilliman was the first to reach out and grasp Dorn's arm, speaking with a warm and proud tone.

Many journalists crowded forward, even risking to cross the Imperial soldiers' blockade, in order to capture this historic moment between Primarchs.

Dorn gazed into his brother's clear eyes, and softly obeyed his father's command, saying:

“According to Terra’s security regulations, my brother, only four Astartes may accompany you and me into the palace. The others must remain where they are and prepare their weapons for the time being.”

He has already used the word "prepared" rather than "confiscated" in a very euphemistic way.

It must be said that Dorn felt his language skills had improved significantly.

What surprised Dorn was not Guilliman's calmness, but the fact that the Ultramarines behind Guilliman did not make any unnecessary movements, but instead prepared their weapons in a standard posture, disengaged the safety, and entered a standby state.

Only four Primarch Royal Guards remained armed.

Guilliman smiled kindly:

“My brother, I abide by all the rules of Terra. Now let us go together before our father and see what great task he will entrust to us.”

Dorn was quite satisfied, although he had initially assessed that the possibility of a conflict arising from this one sentence was very low.

But at least there will be a few complaints, or even a serious tone of protest.

After all, it's normal for the Primarch to have a hot-tempered Astartes under his command, who is used to vent those unspeakable emotions.

It is said that Little Pei really wanted to train his honest and kind-hearted company commander, Midrod, to be such a verbal double, but unfortunately, every time he had a verbal battle, Little Pei would take over the entire battlefield by himself.

So much so that Midrod remains the representative of the "good guy" image of the Iron Warrior for various legions.

Their original form was a complete scoundrel; they were adept at eating, drinking, taking, and demanding.

When Dorn came to his senses, he found himself being led by Guilliman into a vehicle controlled by the Imperial Guard.

The Imperial Guards maintained extremely strict control over the defense of the palace, and were even wary of the Primal Beings.

They didn't even bow to Guilliman, which was already an insult to the Primarch.

But Guilliman showed absolutely no anger.

If Xiao Pei were here, he would already be spewing profanities and shouting that his father is an emperor.

If they don't receive a respectful response from the Imperial Guards, they'll call their father a piece of trash.

Damn it, the person sitting in front of him holding his hand is Guilliman, but why do I keep thinking about what Peturabo would do in this situation?

“Dorn, you’re daydreaming. I know all of this is because of Father. He is our father, that’s true, but he is also His Majesty the Empire. We have never grown up in front of him.”

Guilliman burst into laughter, his tone devoid of any respect for His Majesty.

"It's normal for him to have doubts about us."

Dorn became curious: "My brother, you were quite silly when we last met."

After he finished speaking, he quickly tried to cover it up: "What I mean is, you're still very naive, uh, innocent. You didn't even realize that Little Pei was very unhappy when you raised his hand to show your legion."

"It made him feel like your trophy, and it took me a long time to explain it to him and get him to change his mind."

“But your performance today—” Dorn’s gaze was both questioning and profound, “was like that of a seasoned politician, a nobleman who understands human nature.”

Guilliman was stunned, his expression finally returning to the foolish naiveté that Dorn was familiar with:

“Loga didn’t teach me any of that. He just told me that when I returned to Terra this time, I should keep my legion in check because we would be unwelcome after the last exercise. He also helped me analyze what my father and the Imperial Guard thought of me and told me to act according to his instructions.”

“But he didn’t tell me, Dorn, my brother, that he would just say those things out loud.”

Clearly, once things went beyond Guilliman's pre-planned schedule, he became disorganized and started wondering why he hadn't taken many risks into account.

Then, silence fell.

The two Primarchs were still holding hands, but they could no longer speak to each other.

Dorn was certain that, judging from Guilliman's current dazed state, he had no ambition.

He was only able to ensure the mission was completed.

However, they overlooked one thing: Dorn's change of perception was due to meeting the real Guilliman.

Just now, in front of Starport, in front of a large crowd, Guilliman's composed and unperturbed demeanor has led many to consider him a leading candidate to succeed the future empire.

It seems that a lack of transparency is indeed a major contributing factor to the conflict.

“I’m sorry, Dorn, I’ve disgraced you. Your brother is just an incompetent man who can only get things done by obediently following others’ orders.”

Guilliman seemed a little distracted and apologized.

He could no longer feign the confidence he had shown earlier.

Alas, he let Luo Jia down. He had clearly followed Luo Jia's instructions to deal with the problem, but when faced with unexpected situations, he still lost his temper and didn't know how to handle them for a moment.

This is only an internal matter of the empire.

If unexpected circumstances arise in the war, will he be able to remain calm and redeploy his troops?

Or should they all lead the charge as Primarchs?

Guilliman became deeply worried.

Dorn quickly said, "No, I should be the one apologizing to you. We had many negative suspicions about you, and now it seems that our suspicions caused the rift between us brothers. Now, I will personally mend it."

At that moment, the Imperial Guards' vehicles climbed up to the front of the palace gates.

Dorn stood up and took Guilliman's arm, squeezing his arm tightly, their power armor colliding and making a scraping sound.

"I want to personally lead you into the palace to demonstrate the brotherhood between us!"

Guilliman was overjoyed, his gloomy mood vanished, he never expected that his other brothers, besides Loka, would be so tolerant of him!

Since leaving the Five Hundred Worlds and becoming His Majesty's Legion Commander from his mother's son, Guilliman has kept his mother's teachings in mind: to dedicate himself wholeheartedly to the great cause of human liberation, but also to be mindful of the relationship between brothers.

He originally thought that his other brothers had different upbringings, each of them having been tempered in a dangerous and extraordinary world.

I was the only one who had a relatively smooth life, except for the death of my father, I didn't experience many setbacks.

Therefore, he was very worried that he would not fit in.

But to his surprise, as soon as he returned, Professor Loka taught him about psychic abilities and how to conduct himself in society.

After breaching the solar system's defenses during the exercise, Dorn and Perturabo didn't dislike him at all, and even built him a bathhouse on the warship.

This return to Terra, and his heartfelt conversation with Dorn, proved the unbreakable bond of brotherhood between the Primarchs!

The two of them, each with their armpits wrapped around the other's arm, walked together into the palace.

Guilliman was beaming with pride.

Mother, you don't need to worry. My brothers treat me very well. We are a happy family!

No, there are only my brothers and my father in this family now.

If the brothers are all similar, then who is responsible for the family conflicts?

Chapter 219 Angron's Dream (3K)

Terran's official website published a picture of Dorne and Guilliman walking into the palace side by side from behind.

Meanwhile, various unofficial newspapers mostly reported on the scene of numerous Imperial officials trembling in fear beneath Guilliman's exquisite and imposing power armor at the Starport.

The fact that official newspapers did not publish photos of the two of them was even interpreted as Terra's fear of Guilliman.

In reality, it was simply because reporters were unable to enter the palace with their cameras to take pictures of the two brothers.

These minor public relations troubles will be resolved by Conrad Coates in the future.

He will clear away obstacles for his brothers without them having to worry about them.

In 600 BC, in Athens, the Anda family had to stay in Athens for a while longer because the elderly father wanted to watch the Olympic Games and was too lazy.

That night, Aaron went out and found Mae Bion, now a sought-after playwright for many theater companies, and warned him that if more and more people realized that Athena and Poseidon were not positive characters in the story, the play would be a wake-up call.

It is even used to explain why Paris did not choose the wise Athena, but instead gave the golden apple to the goddess of beauty.

It is said that Paris realized long ago that the wise Athena was also a jealous and petty woman.