The cloth flag hung slowly, and the dim light cast uneven shadows with the folds above.

In the conference room of the death guard, several company commanders and think tanks were sitting at their desks.

Motarian sat at the chief, his eyes down and listened to Barasin's debriefing.

The reorganization of Death Guard's think tank has been largely completed, with Fernando at the head of the newly formed Undertaker, the name of the chief think tank changed to The Lampbearer, and the undertaker's team will be moved to the next floor of the original Think Tank library area as a warning.

The newly formed Grave Keeper was led by the former Seventh Company Commander Garo, and most of the team members were moderate and neutral sensible veterans, and some Barbaros who performed well and still showed geographical intelligence and restraint after experiencing the illusion were also incorporated into this team as temporary members.

The former commander of the 7th Company was replaced by Blanca.

The company arrangement for the Barbaros was also set, and it was basically the same as the sub-company at the time of the initial recruit training, but some Barbaros volunteered to join the Seventh Company, which totaled less than 500 men.

Vokes moved to the first company as a subordinate replacement for Barasin.

Motarian is aware of some of the negotiations and contests between these Terra-descendants.

If it had been before, he would have only despised these small actions in the shadows, and decided to put these people on the margins.

But now, every warrior has a role to play in the face of that dark future, even if Motarian is still a little displeased.

So he simply remained silent and deliberately watched as these veterans communicated with him through Hades.

Anyway, Hades can handle it.

If Hades knew what Motarian was thinking, he would have been wailing that the big brother really hadn't listened.

As for Hades' position, he is the only untouchable person of the Death Guard at the moment, so Motarian simply did not give him a position, but directly put him into the Death Jacket.

After that, the Death Guard will find the untouchable. began to lead the ranks of the untouchables to Hades.

Death Shroud, Motarian's Guard, he currently picks five of his guards on Barbaros to form his defense team.

These soldiers, dressed in Terminator Power Armor, will become Motarion's scythe.

Mortarian remembers Hades' surprise when he announced the list and composition of the Death Shroud.

"Ah, how is it five?"

There are also two empty slots that Motarian wants to fill with untouchables.

"I-"

But before he could speak, Hades interrupted him,

"Why don't you use seven?"

？

"Why do you think I'm going to have seven guards?"

This time it stuck Hades again, big brother, if you look at Ling's company, you almost have seven engraved on the door of your head.

But he judged precisely from Motalian's rhetorical question and tone that he couldn't say that,

"Well, so why?"

In fact, on Barbarus, there is a part of the knowledge of numerology in the knowledge of the basic disconnection.

And the knowledge on Barbarus, before that, was monopolized by the alien lords.

Rather than the books that teach people to torture and sacrifice, Motarian still prefers to read numerology.

Seven, is a wonderful number, like a sickle, the loneliest prime number within ten.

Sometimes, there is no reason to love and habit.

But for now. Motarian glanced at Hades, who was there pretending to be stupid.

"It's five, not seven."

Yes. Ahh

Hades would not have known that he had ended Motarian's choice of Seven in a wonderful way.

Barasin's debriefing continued, and the reverberations of each assignment were similar to what Motarian had expected.

Time passed minute by minute, and the reshuffle report of the Death Guard was coming to an end-

A servant dressed in a green and white robe entered, and unlike the usual servant, it was inlaid with a thin gold trim on the side of its robe, highlighting its difference.

It walked up to Motarian and knelt down, holding in both hands a slender cylindrical box carved with golden patterns, on which the Imperial Double-headed Eagle glittered.

The other company commanders present, as well as those who accepted the transfer, all held their breath and bowed their heads to avoid it.

Generally speaking, after the initial run-in period of the legion, the Emperor will have a respected Primordial to lead their brothers to continue their studies and integrate into the circle between the Primordials.

Generally speaking, the Sixteenth Legion, Horus, the original form of the Shadowmoon Wolf, will teach the new primordials.

As the "first" to be found, Horus led most of the legions in the years when the primordials were not found, and his humble and kind image left a deep impact on the 14th Legion.

Hopefully, the content of this letter is that the Emperor has asked their primordial to go to Horus to learn. Instead of. Something else.

Perhaps Motarian and the rest of the Barbaros are not very clear, but for the chief commander Barasin . This letter came a little early

If you include the time it takes for Terra to get here, plus the administrative processing time. Then the letter would have been sent just in the days when they had experienced the vision

No, it won't, Barasin said in his heart.

If the worst is possible, then they will not be faced with a letter.

Mortarian frowned, took off his usual combat gloves, and picked up the secret letter presented by the servant empty-handed. Recognizing the genetic code of the commander of the Fourteenth Legion, a thin slit cracked open from the golden locket, revealing a piece of brown paper that had been carefully tied with gold wire.

As if impatiently, Motarian removed the thread and unfolded the letter.

The emperor's exclusive gold coat of arms, as well as the coat of arms of Machado, flashed at the end of the letter,

It took a long time for Motarian to speak slowly.

"I was . . . Ask to go to Terra immediately. ”

Barasin looked up,

"Legion Chief, do you want the Legion to prepare to return to the fleet immediately?"

"No, I'm the only one."

"They. This afternoon, the fleet will be sent at four o'clock in Standard Terra. ”

"The hidden harbor to the right of the Perseverance will be opened."

Beneath the hood, Motarian's face was unrecognizable.

"Barasin, now, immediately let all the soldiers go back to the rest room and be on standby."

Motarian said something more suddenly.

"Let the Foundry Hall remain normal, and the rest of the departments that are in contact with the outside of the Legion remain normal."

"Also, those messengers want to see Hades."

At noon that day, twelve o'clock in standard terra time.

.

"Vaux, don't be nervous."

Mortarian sat in the conference room, which was significantly smaller than the original's size, expressionless, looking at Vaux across from him.

He had also looked for Morag, who had been put into the death shroud, before.

Listening to Hades' advice, Motarian specially found two Barbaros to arrange the affairs after he left.

One light and one dark.

"Yes, sir."

"I'm going to leave the Legion for a while, and in the meantime, I'm leaving the affairs of the Barbaros to you."

Why not Hades Seniors?

If it weren't for Karastiphon, Vaux would have understood that since the Arena incident, Kalas had obviously been coldly treated by the Original, not to mention, the management on Terra's side was no longer optimistic about Kalas.

"I'll give you four orders, you must deal with them."

Vaux remained motionless, waiting for a mission from the primordial.

"Number one, be optimistic about every Barbarus."

"Second, exercise your abilities as soon as possible, I hope that when I return, there will be Barbaros in the legion who can be qualified for management."

"Third, keep in close contact with the newly created Grave Keeper Force, and make sure that no one is bothered by the illusion again."

"Article 4,"

Motari settled,

"Try to get the Barbaros and Terrans right."

The hoarse language of the original seemed to echo in the room, and Vaux's heart trembled, even though the situation that Lord Motarian was facing now may not be clear, but he still arranged for the behind-the-scenes management of the Barbarus

"Yes, my lord, in the name of Barbarus, the death guard Vaux will not fail in his mission."

Meanwhile.

.

Familiar rooms, familiar tastes, except that only Barracin, Garro and Fernando were present.

Hades blinked, and the mechanical clock walked slowly.

"So, now it's Motarian going to Terra alone, and the Legion is on standby for training?"

Barasin nodded.

"Also, the messenger of Terra has asked to see you."

I guess it won't be an arrest warrant

Regarding Death Guard and Motarian, if this is the time, and Hades himself is mentioned, it is likely to be about the previous vision.

In Hades' reasoning, the other party should have come to check their purity.

It doesn't matter, under Hades' screening, the Death Guard currently shows no signs of depravity in the entire team.

But for Hades himself. The only thing that Hades doesn't know at the moment is the Empire's attitude towards him, and he won't really want to correct the trigger of the incident on the spot, right?

He thought about his obituary. He has shed blood for the empire, he has contributed to the emperor, don't you!

Well, it shouldn't be like this, and he was captured and sent to Terra as a coolie.

Putting this aside for the time being, Hades decided to tell Barasin and the others some warnings first.

He looked at Barasin,

"Optimistic about Karastiphon."

The silent black ship rowed through space, slowly reaching its destination.

In the narrow, dimly lit hallway of the Perseverance, the Praetorian Army and the Silent Nuns were walking forward.

The sound of sonorous footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the annoying aura permeated.

In the conference room near the deck, Mortarian stood in the middle, dressed in full armor.

Barasin and Hades also wore full power armor and waited behind Motarian.

This scene always felt familiar to Hades.

The leading forbidden army stepped forward and made a sky eagle salute like a dragonfly, and without waiting for a response, or he didn't expect Motarian and the others to respond, he quickly put it down again.

The Silent Nun behind the Forbidden Army handed him a golden square, and the nuns retreated in order, away from it.

When the Janissaries placed the golden square on the ground, a person's projection appeared from the block.

Ordinary.

It was the first feeling he gave Hades.

Like the most common administrative officer in the Empire, the visitor is a slightly clumsy, thin old man, dressed in ceremonial robes, wearing a plain cloak, with that kind of polite smile on his face that does not come from the heart, like the kind of official who goes to do administrative affairs and then pushes you around.

However, he held a scepter, the tip of the scepter, and the golden eagle burned in the flames, staring at the people in the room.

Palm Prints Machado.

As if to show his sincerity, the old man's wrinkled hands slowly removed his hood.

He looked at Motarian, at the heir of the emperor who had just been recovered.

Then Machado's smile deepened a little.

"Hello, Motarian, this is our first meeting."

"Allow me to briefly introduce myself, I am a courtier of the Emperor, and I am currently in charge of the administrative affairs of the Empire."

Motarian didn't move.

As a psyker he met for the first time, if he didn't show malice like this, then Motarian had already shown his greatest tolerance.

"That Lord is still heading towards the universe, and he is still busy with the war, so I will act as your agent for the time being."

"Originally,"

Machado stretched out a hand, palm upward, as if to show his sincerity,

"Your brother Horus will be involved, but now, I realize that something has happened, so I have to change my plans for the time being."

While saying the word "accident", Hades swore that Macado definitely gave him a look.

"We won't pursue it, each legion has its own privacy."

"But for some time to come, the Death Guard will need to keep a team of Sisters of Silence stationed on the perimeter of the Endurance."

"Yes."

Motarian nodded.

Allowing the untouchable to stay on the Endurance for a while longer is what Motarian would like to see.

Still, he wants to build his own team of untouchables.

Seeing that Motarian agreed, Macardo put down his hand,

"Leave for Terra, then, Motarian, where you need to learn further."

"Of course,"

Machado's expression became serious,

"This is also his will."

The heavy footsteps were far away, led by the forbidden army, the original body was about to go, and the remaining company commanders also went to see them off.

The Silent Nuns in the procession also left under the leadership of Barasin to discuss the next steps.

However, in the conference room, on the golden square, the projection of Makado was intermittent.

His eyes above his hooked nose stared at Hades, who was still standing there.

Well. In Hades' words. Now in Makado's eyes, there is a beauty of being forced to work overtime.

After the original body left, Macado seemed to let go of the etiquette he had just had.

"You, outsider."

Hades shuddered.

Outsiders?!

He knows I'm not from this world?!

As if knowing what Hades was thinking, Machado's voice continued to sound,

"Keep your mouth shut."

The old man looked at Hades helplessly and angrily,

"I've seen so many people, all kinds of people, and I've managed so many people."

"But you, you, Hades."

"You're the first I've ever seen like this."

Such a clever and stupid being.

Why did the emperor choose him?

Machado knew that the emperor was a human after all, and he sometimes made mistakes.

But that's also the raison d'être of him, Machado

At this point, Machado sighed lightly,

It is not necessarily a bad thing for something he tried so hard to hide to be exposed to an heir.

After that, it was up to Machado to confirm if Motarian could accept the information.

If it's not suitable.

"That's it."

He looked at the culprit,

"Now, you go and contact the Death Guard's Master Forge and ask him to recommend you to Mars as a Techno Sergeant."

“？”

"And, don't reveal everything that happened on Death Guard, including your and my meetings."

Not all mechanical sages welcome the Empire.

"Store all these memories in your left brain, and the Mechanics won't find out."

Hades was still confused, but Machado's patience seemed to have run out of the conversation he had just had with Motarian, and with a buzz, the already staccato projection came to an abrupt end.

Ha?

The door opened, and a Silent Nun walked in and took the golden square.

In vain Hades was full of question marks.

Thanks to the alliance leader of the big guy Xianxianque, I will work hard!!

Thanks to the alliance leader of the Shanyi Shuiling boss, I will do my best!!

(_) The current debt situation, 3 main lines + 2 extras.

Well. A well-wisher told me that the name of the grave keeper was taken by the Terminator, so the name was scrapped and the author arrested someone overnight to help me think of a name.

But then I thought about it again. Why don't you let the Terminator unit change its name?,Please.,I've tried my best to come up with a name (it just so happens that there may be a plot in this section later)

At the same time, some organizational structures were changed...... The name really killed me

The political commissar is the grave keeper, the think tank is the mourner, and the chief think tank is the lamp bearer.

Thanks again to Bvafn Clatzemann for his naming support.

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