Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

Qin Yun smiled.

Gaining Martian loyalty is far easier than deceiving the Imperial Guard.

Veteran players and Wumou, among others, were livestreaming this scene.

At this moment, the chat channel was filled with comments about this matter.

Warmaster: "A Warhammer 40K version of Long Aotian, overflowing with domineering aura, bowing down and offering up his family fortune and beauties??"

Brother Zhong: "Are there beautiful women on Mars too?"

Alpaca: "Isn't mechanical beauty beautiful too?"

Brother Pian: "What's wrong? Is the guide an Indian guy? Why is he still shoving his exhaust pipe at us??"

Guan Bao: "For mechanical engineering, creating a simulation shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Da Mo: "You guys keep saying this kind of thing all the time. You've corrupted a good man like me."

"........."

Laski was a typical conservative; during the fall of Cadia, he vehemently opposed the Imperial Guard leaving the palace and abolishing the ancient prohibitions.

Before conservative forces, including former Interior Minister Iltu Simotern, attempted to take action.

They even contacted him specifically to ask him to suppress the reformist forces on Mars and avoid any unforeseen complications.

But with Qin Yun's arrival, Laski swore allegiance.

Iltu Simotern and his group's plan has essentially failed halfway.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that.

Qin Yun instructed Laski to continue posing as an ally of the conservatives, informing Iltu Simotun and others that the reformists on Mars had been suppressed.

On Terra's side,

News of the saint's attack by assassins and his injury and coma spread rapidly, fueled by the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition.

Xiling also deliberately created fake images and disseminated them through certain undercover agents or spies.

The image quality is so blurry that it's easy to mistakenly believe it's due to interference from a protective device, which to some extent adds to the persuasiveness.

The current Minister of the Interior, Violetta Roskaeffler, and the Speaker of Parliament, Jack,

Upon learning the news, they rushed over, wanting to see the injured saint.

However, they were kept outside.

"The saint's injuries are very serious, and he cannot see anyone now. If anything else goes wrong, he will be finished."

The guard's words sent Roscaefler and Jack's hearts sinking to the bottom.

During the Battle of Lionsgate, the Sage's fighting prowess was evident to all.

He single-handedly fought against several Khorne demons.

Apart from the Primarch being slightly better, no one can compare to it.

Now, however, he is seriously injured and unable to see anyone.

What kind of outrageous attack must have caused such injuries?

"The assassination attempt on the sage is probably not a simple matter."

Roskaeffler, who was once the head of the military affairs department, was not of Terra descent, but came from the icy world of Invit.

Few people pay attention to the planet Invit.

Most people, upon hearing this name, would immediately assume it's just one of the millions of unremarkable worlds within the empire.

But this world is not simple; it is the home planet of the Imperial Fist.

To this day, it remains the recruiting world and spiritual home of Imperial Fist.

Roskaeffler was hailed as a logistical genius during his time at the Ministry of Military Affairs.

She was chosen to serve as Minister of the Interior.

This was done by the Primarch to ensure that the Unyielding Expedition received adequate supplies.

The fact that Roskaeffler could wield such great power proves that he was no ordinary person.

"What's your opinion?" Speaker Jack looked worried; she also realized that this matter was not simple.

“The only ones in all of Terra capable of assassinating a saint and wounding him are the Assassins,” Roscalfler said. “A storm is brewing.”

"You mean the Assassins' Court betrayed the Empire?" Jack's eyes widened.

“I’m not sure, but they are the prime suspects,” Roskaeffler said. “The enemy will definitely make more moves next.”

"Getting the saint away from us is the first step in their plan, and there will definitely be a second step next."

"What will they do?" Jack sized up Roscaefler.

She was very beautiful, with short, icy-white hair and light blue eyes. She wore an ivory-colored dress, and her skin was smooth and delicate.

Jack had no way of knowing her age.

As someone standing at the very top of the imperial power system, they have no shortage of means to prolong their lifespan and maintain their youth.

Roskaeffler was a staunch reformist.

She was wholeheartedly dedicated to promoting the reforms of Guilliman and the saints, and committed to changing the terrible status quo.

"Their aim is not to kill the saint, but to undermine the reforms."

“There have been many things happening recently. First, the charter captains attempted to strike in protest, and then there were frequent disturbances in various districts.”

"These events created a lot of panic and filled people with distrust of reform."

"I suspect there will be a large-scale upheaval, and those who are hiding behind the scenes will step forward to stop the unrest, and finally use this incident as a pretext to demand a halt to the reforms."

Roskaeffler's political acumen was extremely sharp.

From the available intelligence, she vaguely discerned the enemy's intentions.

“We must stop them,” Jack said. “I will seek help from the Army and Navy and ask them to stop the insurgency before things get completely out of hand.”

"No matter what, we must first stabilize the situation in Terra and wait for the Sage to awaken before making a decision."

“That’s all we can do,” Roskaeffler said.

After their conversation ended, Speaker Jack immediately took action.

He immediately went to see the High Commander-in-Chief of the Astronautical Army, Ma Af Asharil, to request his assistance.

However, her request was ruthlessly rejected.

Ashariel claims he wants to protect more worlds than just Terra.

Frustrated, Jack had no choice but to seek help from Admiral Meredith Perez.

However, this was a wrong decision.

When the Speaker boarded the transport ship, left the surface, and headed towards Perris's flagship—the Supreme Bloodline—

Perez greeted her warmly, and then placed her under house arrest.

"You participated in the rebellion?" Jack looked at Perris in disbelief. "You already have so much power, why would you do something like this?"

“We serve the Golden Throne, and that is the motivation behind everything,” Peres said. “The divine right of the Empire was bestowed upon us by the Emperor who sits on the Golden Throne, not by Guilliman or that saint.”

“But that saint is the emperor’s messenger; He has performed miracles through the saint many times.” Jack couldn’t understand the other person’s thought process.

Isn't the embodiment of an emperor a saint?

They sent their own envoy to exercise their will.

How dare you instigate a rebellion in the name of the Golden Throne?

"He was deceived, or it was not the Emperor's will at all."

"The laws left by the Emperor were perfect enough before he fell into eternal silence, and they did not need any changes. Guilliman and that saint, however, attempted to change them in the name of the Emperor. This is a lie and a deception."

Perez's words made Jack frown.

She refuted the other person's statement.

“You’re just making excuses, Perez. Anyone can see that the Saint is the Emperor’s incarnation, the executor of His will. The Emperor is dissatisfied with the status quo, which is why he sent him here.”

Perez stared intently at Jack.

"The Twelve Councils have ruled for countless generations, so why has the Emperor never sent a Saint or Primarch to rule? This shows that He recognizes the Council of the High Lords."

"Who knows if Guilliman and the saint really received the Emperor's decree? Perhaps the Emperor only wanted them to assist the council, but they twisted the Emperor's will and intended to seize power for themselves."

"This has happened countless times in history."

"And you know that dark history, what will happen once Astartes is no longer our servant but our master?"

“No!!” Jack shook his head. “What you’re saying is just an excuse. You’re just greedy and selfish, and you only want to seize more power.”

“Cardia has fallen, the galaxy is plunged into a long, dark night, and everywhere there are messages of despair and pleas for help. You have made a mess of the Empire.”

"Without the Primarch and the Saints, Terra would probably have fallen during the Battle of Lionsgate."

"Moreover, the Astartes were always just servants of the Empire. It was they who sacrificed themselves during the Great Crusade that established the Empire."

"After the Horus Rebellion ended, it was Lord Guilliman who took the initiative to propose the Twelve Councils, allowing mortals to rule over mortals."

"In a sense, the legitimacy of the Terran Lords Council was granted by him."

Jack's words left Perez speechless.

For a moment, I didn't know how to refute it.

After a long while, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"In any case, Primarchs and Saints must obey the orders of the Twelve Councils; this is the foundation of the Empire's existence."

“They can wage war and strike at those enemies of chaos, but they must do so under the direction of the Parliament.”

After saying this, he ordered his men to lock Jack up and not allow her to escape.

After imprisoning the Speaker and speaking with Mars to confirm that Laski had suppressed the reformists, Iltu Simotern immediately ordered his men to act.

They have been secretly supporting the rebel forces and helping them evade the court and the Ministry of Justice.

The purpose of this was to make the public lose faith in the new parliament and reforms, thereby giving rise to the idea of ​​restoring the old order.

Just as the current Minister of the Interior, Roskaeffler, guessed.

A large-scale rebellion broke out, with rebel forces rising up in various regions.

It's as if the golden throne is passed around, and this year it's my turn.

But the rebellion did not last long before it came to an end.

Iltu Simotern, with the Minotaur Chapter, the Astral Legion, and the naval fleet, easily suppressed the rebellion and addressed the public via civilian channels.

“You have suffered greatly during this time, but I can tell you that it is all over.”

"The Emperor's laws are flawless; they require no reform. Our mere adherence to their procedures is enough to ensure the continuation of human civilization."

"The reform was a terrible mistake and a betrayal of the emperor himself."

"Those who devised the reform plans, living in luxury and comfort, told those who were ragged and living hand to mouth what to do. They took no risks and reaped all the benefits."

"Terra is under threat, yet they fight for their own selfish desires, letting innocent people die."

“I did not want to gain command in this way, but I had no other choice. I could not stand by and watch innocent people suffer.”

“My heart is tormented, so I have decided to stand up and fight to protect the ancient and sacred laws, to protect the traditions, and to protect the people of Terra.”

"Fortunately, I am not alone. Several high lords and many like-minded people have provided me with assistance. We will restore the old order and sacred laws, and put everything back on track."

Iltu Simotern's speech spread across the planet via the internet, quickly causing a sensation.

This is an open declaration of war against the Primarchs and the Saints, an attempt to abolish their reform policies.

Those who supported the reforms were indignant, but powerless to do anything about it.

Meanwhile, the powerful elites who resisted the reforms cheered.

Currently, the Primarch is on a distant expedition, and the Sage has been attacked and injured, remaining unconscious to this day.

Iltu Simotern and his allies have the support of the Minotaur Chapter, the Astronautical Army, the Navy, and Mars.