Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

He was tall and slender, with a long, thin face.

Lord of the Second Legion.

When Casca first met him, she felt a deep sense of familiarity.

When the person who had been waiting for so long finally arrived, the emperor nodded slightly to him.

Upon seeing this, Casca straightened up.

This will also be his first time meeting the mysterious leader of the Second Legion.

"Please take a seat."

"it is good."

The taciturn man remained frowning even after taking his seat. He did not sit down but stood in his original position and spoke.

“Father, my discovery this time is quite extraordinary.”

The emperor waved his hand with perfect understanding, dismissing the numerous servants who were waiting nearby.

He was highly respected by the emperor because of his strength.

Lord of the Second Legion.

The return was not long ago, and the Second Legion was not the strongest Astartes force during the Great Crusade.

However, he was able to use his powerful combat strength and skills to help the human empire defeat one seemingly invincible enemy after another.

"The problem lies with Fenris."

As he spoke, his sharp eyes were fixed on Lemanus, who was still in a daze.

"what?"

“During these days, I have investigated the genes of the huge, ancient sea monsters of Fenris, which are extremely similar to the alien creatures that our army is currently encountering.”

"Based on reasonable speculation, they are very likely the vanguard of some kind of invading galaxy species."

"If this is true, it is very likely that our greatest enemy is not the aliens encountered on the Great Crusade."

"It is a terrifying existence from outside the Milky Way."

"So you mean—?"

"Those unknown Zerg aliens could return to our world at any time."

“Father, I understand the significance of the Great Expedition.”

He paused for a moment, as if organizing his thoughts.

"But when facing a more dangerous enemy, we should focus our energy on them first."

"I believe it is necessary for us to postpone the Great Expedition and first unite with the Randan Empire—"

"No, kid."

The emperor rejected his proposal almost immediately.

"What we lack most is time."

"The Great Expedition must not be slowed down."

"The enemies beyond the galaxy may be just as terrifying, but I do not want any legion to slow down the Great Crusade for any excuse."

".yes."

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Second Legion fell silent once more.

Don't be discouraged.

"Your contributions in the Great Expedition are evident to all."

Perhaps the Emperor saw the Second Legion Commander's dejection and wanted to comfort him and lighten the mood a bit.

"Your formidable military talent and combat prowess will serve as a model for all Primarchs."

"And hereby, on behalf of the entire Terra War Council, I hereby bestow upon you the title of Grand Expedition [War Marshal]!"

clap clap.

Everyone stood up and applauded in celebration.

Although there were Primarchs like Horus and Philosopher who harbored resentment, the majority of them expressed their approval of the Emperor's appointment.

Although the commander of the Second Legion was taciturn, his talent and achievements were simply too good to be true.

At the same time, this commander is not the same as that commander.

The Emperor is still overseeing the Great Crusade, and related matters remain under the control of Terra's War Council.

The title "war commander" is more of an affirmation of his achievements.

This also gave him more say in the war council.

“Father is right. Our most important task is to restore order to the Milky Way and bring it back to perfection.”

"And the emperor's son has made all the preparations for the expedition."

The honor bestowed upon him by the new title made even Fugrim somewhat eager to try it out.

As someone who prides himself on being the most perfect being in the world, and since other legion leaders have also reaped considerable rewards in the Great Expedition...

Then why can't she?

"No, that's too reckless, Fugrim."

Eight prototypes, seven brothers and sisters.

This includes the steadfastly silent leader of the Second Legion.

Everyone was against the Fugrim participating in the Great Crusade as an independent expeditionary fleet.

"Tsk, what a joke."

Fugrim pouted in dissatisfaction.

At the beginning of his uprising, the Second Army Corps was not much better off than his own in terms of manpower.

But at this crucial moment, he cast his vote against her.

"You think we, the Son of the Emperor, don't have enough manpower?"

"Lemanus, how many people do you need to conquer a world?"

Based on the Space Wolf.

The Emperor's Son's first battle will amaze everyone.

"I?"

“Haha, give me eight hundred wolves from Fenris, and I can conquer a world, sister.”

He was slightly tipsy, and he laughed loudly in a voice as loud as thunder.

Space wolves are known for their bravery.

Of course, no one would take the ramblings of a drunkard who's had too much mead seriously.

Except for Fugrim, who was prepared to accept his provocation.

"That's a pity. Because all I need is—"

"Six handles."

She held up a number with her finger.

six.

"To conquer the first world of the Twenty-Eighth Expeditionary Fleet, I only need six blades."

Note: The main war commander of the Second Legion, the sea monster, and Ran Dan are all fan-made settings.

Chapter 63 Expeditionary Fleet No. 28

Void.

Before Fugrim's enormous floor-to-ceiling window, there was only a dazzling starry sky.

The Emperor's Pride

Every tiny detail of this enormous and magnificent Queen Glory-class battleship was meticulously crafted by Fugrim herself.

Finally, after taking almost twice as long to build as other warships of the same class, this warship, which could be called "perfect," was finally able to officially enter service and participate in the grand Galactic Expedition.

Expeditionary Fleet No. 28

This is the designation of the Emperor's Son Expeditionary Fleet, a number that may accompany them for the rest of their lives.

At yesterday's banquet, after announcing the Second Legion Commander's promotion to War Marshal, Fugrim proposed that the Emperor's son lead an army alone.

Even though their current numbers are less than a thousand, the sons of emperors are skilled warriors who can fight against hundreds of enemies. They are capable of reclaiming world after world for the human empire!

They should believe her.

but no.

Fugrim still remembered her brothers and sisters who opposed her, including the Second Legion leader who had defeated the alien coalition with only two thousand Astartes.

Even he opposed her.

"It's truly a case of the pot laughing at the kettle!"

She repeated the proverb from ancient Terra, about bottles and jugs, in a huff.

This is compassion.

Sympathy from brothers and sisters.

But Fugrim doesn't need it.

Finally, at the dinner party, she proudly announced her expedition plan.

She made a bet with the Wolf King Lemanrus that to conquer 28-1, the first world of the Twenty-Eighth Expeditionary Fleet, she only needed six people.

Six Astartes.

To conquer a world with her.

The Primarchs naturally offered words of advice, but Fugrim didn't seem to be joking.

This will be a magnificent beginning for their 28th Expeditionary Fleet.

She made this announcement in the final moments of the dinner.

As for the emperor, he did not object.

After the banquet ended, the newly appointed War Marshal quickly disappeared from Holy Terra again.

The leader of the Second Legion acts in a very secretive manner and attaches great importance to blocking information.

Aside from the occasional reports of victories against the Pocket Empire and the Aliens from the Terra War Council, there was almost no intelligence on the Second Legion's operations.

Even when the topic of the mysterious insectoid aliens outside the Fenris galaxy was brought up during the banquet, Lemanrus, the ruler of Fenris, was completely unaware of it.

The Second Legion is entirely a secret.

"Forgrim, you were looking for me?"

Casca pushed open the door to the room.

As the only Primarch's private bedroom on the Emperor's Pride, it is not allowed to be entered casually by ordinary fleet personnel or even the Emperor's sons.

But Casca is not just a simple son of an emperor.

As the Primarch's husband, Kasgar's status within the Legion has risen even higher after becoming the Chief Lord Commander.

However, he was usually very approachable and disliked the rigid etiquette and hierarchy of the nobility.

The sons of the emperor should unite and cooperate, rather than being divided according to military rank and grade.

Today, the Imperial Navy of the Twenty-Eight Expeditionary Fleets, bureaucrats of all ranks from the Empire, crew members who maintain the ships, and wandering merchants eager to explore the open frontiers are constantly pouring into the Imperial Pride.

But it was only barely enough to keep this massive warship running.

It even included some of the most famous artists and singers on Terra, who were invited by the Primarch to board this Glory Queen-class flagship and join the expedition.