"The generals of the empire sat in the rear, thinking that they could solve all their difficulties by imparting their knowledge from books, that everything that happened in a battle was predictable and observable, just like the chess pieces on a chessboard had a fixed move.

They only know how to hide in armor and press buttons, send a certain number of fleets to engage the enemy, and think that frigates are specialized in restraining cruisers.

Boredom, boring, stupid, these academics will never understand how complicated the situation on the battlefield is.

Your enemy may not need to stop the bleeding at all, it can bleed more blood than it weighs on, your enemy may be skull-shattered and immediately grow two new ones, and your enemy may be able to corrupt Geller's position and fuse your cook and your oven into a big monster.

Academics know a fart? Who of them has ever tried to rush all the way to the enemy's face, to rush into the range that those generals forbid? Who among them understands the instinctive thrill of slaughtering in the starry sky?

I've faced the Void myself, I've led a battleship into a demon warship and tore that Chaos Lord's face to shreds, and I'm going to do it a thousand more times until the Emperor thinks I've done enough! ”

Mayer-Rothschild, the Rothschild Rothschild Rothschild, the Rothschild Rothschild, at the celebration of the destruction of a Chaos fleet.

The Rogue Traders are a special presence in the Human Empire, and these armed merchants wield the power granted to them by the Empire in the name of humanity.

New worlds, alien civilizations, and unimaginably vast resources, in order to exploit these potential opportunities, the Human Empire needs a special group of characters who are outside the edge of the order, and these special characters are known as the "Rogue Traders", who are empowered by the Empire of Humanity, and often provide them with weapons and equipment that allow them to freely explore the remote regions of the galaxy, to reach areas that the Torch cannot reach, and areas that are within the Torch's range but have not yet been set foot in.

Due to the adventurous nature of the prodigious traders, they will not be controlled by the empire and it is difficult to get the support of the empire, so when facing many complex situations when exploring, the prodigians must learn to solve problems on their own, learn how to deal with "alien civilizations", which can communicate, trade, and establish relationships, which can be plundered, enslaved, and hired as subordinates, and which are dangerous and must be eliminated.

Needless to say, no matter what the Rogue Traders intended, they needed to be strong, and many of them came from the ancient and noble families of Holy Terra, some of whom had a venerable position and wealth on Europa even before the Emperor unified Terra, but many more were pirates or scoundrels with beautiful banners.

Regardless, the Wanderers held a supreme power, "the right to contact and trade with alien civilizations".

Therefore, no matter how much wealth the merchant holds, how much territory and army he owns, the most precious and noble thing of his entire family can only be the "trade license".

Rogue Traders, who have a trade license, have the same status as the Planetary Governor, Inquisitor, and Space Marine Warmaster. Grantees can be on an equal footing with their Imperial counterparts, or they can negotiate for assistance.

Every Rogue Trader family has a different trade license, and generally speaking, the older the trade license, the more valuable it is, but this is not because the trade license expands over time, but because the signatory and the authority provided are different.

There is no difference between a lowest-level trade license and a privateer license, and it is not inherited.

Some high-level trade licenses are signed by high-ranking Imperial officials or inquisitors, and these licenses often strictly stipulate the authority of the Rogue Trader, who can only operate within a certain range, or only have contact with a type of alien, and these trade licenses often also stipulate a period of validity, which will expire after two or three generations or hundreds of years.

Further up the letters of permission go back to the early days of the Human Empire, and in the days when the Supreme Lords and Genogens were still following the Lord of Humanity on their great expeditions, they signed letters of permission that would allow any mortal to become the master of an interstellar fleet from scratch, or a wealthy man in a sector.

The oldest and most sacred trade permits come from the signatures of the imperial regent Machado and even the emperor himself, and the lord of mankind has personally signed very few trade permits in the forgotten years of the emperor's reign before the Great Expedition.

These trade warrants grant a great deal of freedom and effect, allowing Rogue Traders, who possess them, to reject Inquisition's investigations, to argue with the Council of High Lords, to get the help of the Space Marines, and to bring the light of order with the authority of the Emperor himself where the Torch does not shine.

Since there is no time limit on the permission signed by the emperor or the Machado, these families often carry on the bloodline from the 30k era to the present day.

Others call them the Merchant Rogue Dynasty!

Therefore, it is generally considered that the older the trade license, the better, because the older the trade license, the higher the degree of freedom, if the merchant ronin can take out a license signed by the emperor Machado when he was still alive, the inquisitors and the supreme lords will not dare to do anything to you.

However, as far as Aaron knew, this situation had changed a little in recent days, and the returning Thirteenth Master Killiman had issued a new batch of trade licenses in the name of the original one, which were only slightly less effective than the highest level.

This is a traitor!

Aaron was heartbroken by this, thinking to himself Kiliman, you must have received 500,000 throne coins from these people, this is the loss of state-owned assets!

"Pull?" The Emperor's voice was a little louder: "Are you listening?" ”

"My lord." Aaron was angry and funny: "What's the use of you signing a trade license for him?" Can he go to the galaxy with the trade permit you gave him? Even if he could, would he be willing to go? ”

"I naturally have my own considerations." The voice of the Lord of Mankind was still so cold, it seemed that together with the unmelting snow on the eaves of the castle, the emperor whispered: "I feel the power of his devout faith in me, even through the crystal wall, I can feel the fire burning in his old body, I am a person who respects the rules, someone once said to you, those who wish must be reciprocated, this is the rule of the kingdom's faith, right?" ”

"My lord...... Do you still insist that you are not God? Aaron replied speechlessly.

“…… It doesn't matter if you are a god or not, what matters is whether human beings can rely on their own strength and get out of my own future without my guidance. The Emperor said, "Do it, pull." ”

"Understood, my lord." Aaron didn't say anything more.

He now vaguely understands that in addition to the four gods of chaos, the emperor has also infiltrated the kingdom with influence, and he has shown a film about the rise of the emperor, and the lord of mankind must have felt the audience's opinion of him, which is the so-called receipt of emotional energy.

At this time, Reinsdorf was still "teaching" Aaron.

"Your thinking was wrong from the beginning, Lord Aaron, afraid of retaliation, what are you afraid of? Those of us who do business, if we don't dare to offend some gods, who is embarrassed to sail in the astral plane and earn gold in different crystal wall systems? It's lucky that I didn't lose my pants and couldn't lift them. ”

"Did you know that in selling, there are only two ways for customers to buy, the first is to pick it up at a glance and prepare to pay, and the second is to pick it up and observe, turn it over, and then ask the price if you are interested." Rainsdorf gestured two fingers: "So what is the most important indicator that determines the survival or perdition of a cargo?" ”

"It's the impression at first sight, and it's only with the first impression that a purchase can occur."

"Think about it, it's cosmetics, you're cosmetics, it's stockings, you're stockings, why should customers choose you over anything else?"

"But now it's different, our square box is directly on the Holy Emblem of the Silver Lady and the Night Lady, and then there are two light-clothed goddess incarnation images, customers don't look at our goods is a brain problem, just this one change, we can throw all the competing products on the market to the catastrophe!"

"Trust me, give me a few years to break down industry barriers and explore emerging marketing concepts and become pioneers in the multiverse of cosmetics and feminine fashion!" The more Rainsdorf spoke, the more agitated he became, saliva overflowing uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and the old flabby cheeks were flushed with excitement: "Besides, the Night Lady will take revenge on us?" Wrong! At most, He will love and hate us, and we will use His image to be true, but we have also spread His name to the multiverse, black and red are red, and notoriety is also fame, and notoriety may be more attractive to Him to the Night Lady than good name! ”

"Of course, we, as partners of the Silver Lady, will definitely modify some details, and it is impossible to really copy the goddess exactly, as long as it looks like it, the incarnation of the two goddesses...... Let's go to the Moon Mansion in Waterdeep City and ask two priests who look like the incarnation of the Silver Lady as models, as long as we don't say it, who can tell the difference? As long as the money is enough, the pastors will say yes. ”

"Don't talk about it, Mr. Reinsdorf, I have a reward for you." Aaron had to admit that he had been moved by what this big trench merchant said, and he was worthy of being a big guy who could do business in multiple crystal wall systems.

Speaking of the reward, Rainsdorf's face changed, and the big trench merchant immediately sat up and wiped his saliva with a silk scarf: "Please respect me, I came to you this time, not for money, but to meet the Lord of Mankind." ”

Aaron smiled and nodded, and he said to Nestia, "Sister Tia, go and get a sealed parchment from my safe." ”

"Okay." The Darkelf Sister bowed slightly, as a Drow spy, she was stunned to hear Rainsdorf's description.

It is not that the drow elves are free of trade, but the slave trade and commodity trade of the drow do not have so many twists and turns, and as the daughter of the Ban Ray family, Nestya knows that Rose's priests are often the destroyers of the commodity economy, because Rose priests are always willing to confiscate and demand their wealth goods from the drow merchants, because this is in line with the teachings of the queen spider.

A precious piece of fine parchment was spread out, and Aaron took a pen and wrote a new "Roger Trade Permit" according to the template sent by the Emperor.

As he wrote, Aaron said, "The only thing I wonder is, Mr. Reinsdorf, how long can we work together?" ”

Speaking of this, the big trench merchant finally showed a look of regret: "I'm afraid it won't be too long, Your Excellency Aaron, I am eighty-seven years old this year, and we can still work together for thirteen years, and my four children are not very peaceful...... I'm worried about my heirs. ”

"Thirteen years?" Aaron looked up: "Such an accurate number? ”

"I used the art of prayer to pray to a god to increase my lifespan to the theoretical maximum." Rainsdorf shrugged his shoulders regretfully, and he sighed deeply: "No way, human life has come to an end, and a being has answered my prayer, and he told me that theoretically I can live up to a hundred years." ”

What is the lifespan of human beings?

Aaron glanced at Reinsdorf again, he knew that the big businessman actually had a lot of ways to extend his lifespan, but he didn't, he just used the Prayer Technique to increase his lifespan to the theoretical maximum.

He wanted to die as a human.

"He knows about you, Mr. Reinsdorf." Aaron blew the ink off the parchment, and with his last movement, the power of the Emperor left a line of signatures at the end of the entire Rogue Trader's Trade Permit.

Emperor.

Following Aaron's last movement, the power of the Lord of Humanity flowed through every corner of the parchment.

"He? You've got in touch with Him?! The Great Trench Merchant widened his eyes.

"Well, it's him, and he wants me to give you a gift." Aaron handed the trade license to Reinsdorf.

The moment the big merchant took the parchment scroll, he felt a cold golden light embracing him.

Reinsdorf was tickling all over his body in the trembling, and he felt like he was going to grow his brain.

The scalp is itchy, the skin is itchy, and the gums inside the mouth are itchy!

He tried to touch his face with his hand, and with a wave of his hand, Reinsdorf suddenly noticed that the skin of his hand was tight and elastic - like the hand of a man over eighty!

And at this moment, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that his body, which was supposed to be an old dragon clock, was actually full of inexplicable strength - stronger than when he was traveling around the astral boundary in his prime! Every muscle, every bone, is full of strength!

"Quick, Wagner, take me to the mirror!" Reinsdorf screamed.

Except for some hungry muscles in the abdomen, Rensdorf didn't feel any discomfort, his skin was fair and elastic, his muscles were not very strong, but at least they were very well-proportioned, his bones were also tough, and even his teeth were intact and neatly fitted.

Brought to the mirror, Reinsdorf looked at his face, and he felt that everything was like a dream.

The man in the mirror has thick black hair, deep-set facial features, prominent eyebrow bones, and a high nose bridge.

Isn't this exactly what I was when I was 30 years old?

In the prime of life, full of vitality?

Wagner was also bewildered by what had happened to his employer.

Only Aaron slowly paced behind Reinsdorf and pressed his hand on his shoulder: "This is his gift to you, Mr. Reinsdorf, he admires your talent and your faith. ”

"He just wants to tell you that your blood is not completely human, and even then, do you still believe in human supremacy?"

"The changes in me have already given me the answer, haven't they?" Rainsdorf tried to collide his teeth in ecstasy, and the great businessman took out a platinum coin and put it in his mouth and bit it gently, and the solidity that overflowed with happiness made him jump and jump on the spot: "Yes, that's great!" ”

"I have decided, I will offer my loyalty to this Lord of Mankind!"

Looking at Reinsdorf, who was kneeling directly on the ground and holding the trade permit, Aaron thought helplessly in his heart.

Even so, are you still unwilling to admit that you are God?

The Emperor?

After seeing the four good brothers, the emperor's layout of the kingdom also officially began on this big businessman.

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~

(End of chapter)