"Captivity is a good idea."

"Even the emperor sometimes chooses this more compromise plan, you remember, when the Holy Terra is engaged in the war of unification, there are always some losers who will be imprisoned somewhere by the emperor's order, rather than being executed directly, after all, not everyone deserves death like Bishop Tang or the bloody sacrifice king of Mosenland."

"Even if it's a guy like [the tyrant of the Pacific Empire] Nathan-Doom, the emperor is willing to let him go."

"I think I should remind you that Bishop Tang, who rules the Indonesian Federation, was also imprisoned by order of the emperor, but he was soon killed by the prisoners of the same cell."

"It is true, but this spontaneous execution shows that he is really guilty of the most heinous crime, isn't it, it has nothing to do with the law, it has nothing to do with mercy, but the death penalty through hatred and hatred in the hearts of the people, which is the most just."

"It is also the most blind, mortals are always blind, and it may not be justice to kill him, maybe it is just the most primitive and impulsive personal grudge."

Ariman and Phoxys share a large public space, one of the many libraries aboard the Radiance, where Magnus's children read the scriptures, work together, or hold less intimate private meetings.

And when the work of the Thousand Sons Warriors came to an end, their conversation naturally shifted to knowledge and history, which seemed to be taken for granted.

Perhaps in the War Dog Legion, the Emperor's Sons Legion, or any other legion, leisure time when there is no war breaking out will be wasted in the arena as a matter of course, but at least in the Thousand Sons Legion, this blind spilling of sweat and blood is considered a fool's errand.

The Twelfth Legion is especially famous for this, the Astarte Legion, which has not yet welcomed back its genetic prototype, has been named its own "War Dogs" by the Emperor himself, and they are proud of it, and are known to the Legions for their violent assaults, bloody killings, and oppressive "brotherhood", and the infamous deathmatch arena on the Wardog Legion Mothership is a living material symbol of this Legion culture.

Magnus's sons generally despised the extreme barbarism of the Dogs, just as they despised the so-called brotherhood of the Dogs: in the eyes of the Legion, the brotherhood of the Twelfth Legion was nothing more than a glorification of its harsh internal rules, and the cruel military laws of the Dogs were designed to suppress their barbarism in their bones.

After all, it is well known that the new blood of the Twelfth Legion is the most wild and eager to attack, and their battles often have only two results: glorious victory and slaughter, or pure slaughter.

Because of this, the evaluation of the War Dog Legion within the Thousand Sons Legion is not high, and it is only better than the group of madmen who need the gendarmerie in the Sixth Legion, and the heirs of Magnus naturally have only one attitude towards the famous death match arena on their mothership.

"Barbarians."

Perched proudly on his stone seat, Phosis Taka had built a fortress of books and notes that was even higher than Astarte, and every page here had traces of what Phosis had flipped through and marked.

"They are not even as good as the tech barbarians and wasteland tyrants who were defeated by the Emperor, at least those who once seized one side of the Holy Terra know how to collect and use knowledge, so they are warlords, bosses, and people who need to be valued and defeated, not ignorant like wild beasts."

"But speaking of which, it's really sad that we have to fight side by side with such a group of people who have no knowledge of the preciousness of knowledge, and every land conquered by those wolves and dogs will leave nothing but dust and ruins, and even if there was once ten thousand years of wisdom there, it will be burned to the ground."

Phosis's voice was filled with irritation, echoing through the room stacked with books, and Ahriman, who sat across from him, just quietly sipped the liquor and reviewed the papers, all the while recognizing the words in his heart.

The company commander of Chiko even remembered a long time ago: it was just the beginning of the Great Expedition, in order to suppress the rebellion that occurred in the world of Mororian, Ahriman and his troops had fought for the main army of the Sixth Legion, at that time, the so-called [Wolf King] Riemannrus had not been found by the Empire, and it was the worst and crazy time of the Sixth Legion.

Ahriman witnessed first-hand how the soldiers of the Sixth Legion carried out indiscriminate slaughter in the hive, their blades pointed at everyone around them, whether it was a rebel soldier with a loaded gun, an enemy prisoner of war who laid down his arms, or even a defenseless old woman and child, all of whom wailed and screamed as the souls of these out-of-control angels of death, who had tried to stop it all but in vain. Even the commander of the Sixth Legion himself could not prevent all the atrocities from happening.

Eventually, Ahriman witnessed the most comical scene in his half-life: the last remaining sane officers of the Sixth Legion formed a gendarmerie and executed a large number of thugs of the Legion in the name of "Corruption of Military Discipline" before the situation was completely brought under control.

Astarte ...... Corrupt military discipline......

From that moment on, Ahriman despised the Sixth Legion from the bottom of his heart.

Even the return of the Wolf King Riemanruth didn't change that: in Ahriman's view, the genetic protogenone from Fenris had nothing more than turned the Sixth Legion from a gathering place of a bunch of madmen into a filthy lair of barbarians.

As the Great Expedition progressed, and the various legions were fought in concert, and the contempt of Ahriman extended from the Sixth Legion alone all the way to the Eighth Legion, the Twelfth Legion, and the Nineteenth Legion, their merits and habits may be different, but they were also a group of barbarians who rejected wisdom and reason.

"There are too many reckless warriors in the Empire......"

Ahriman took a sip of wine.

Scholars and intellectuals, on the other hand, have become scarce, for all eyes have been focused on so-called military victories and glory, and the mortals from Terra have turned their so-called art and narrative to the reckless men, and now even fellows like Abaddon can enjoy the cheers and huge memorial statues of hundreds of worlds...... This is a reality, and it is also a thing that cannot be helped. ”

With a chuckle, not knowing whether to mock the state of the empire or agree with Ahriman, the master of stances lazily reached out and picked out a beautifully packaged ancient book from his collection.

"That's why I'm passionate about history, Ahriman, and I'm passionate about the stories that happened at the beginning of some empires, even some time ago, because history is objective, respectable, impartial, and there will always be someone who will erase the dust and sand of mundane things and restore it to its true appearance."

"For example, the Boeotia conflict, I'm sure you won't forget it, right?"

Faced with this question, Ahriman laughed out loud.

"Forget the first honor of the Legion? You could doubt my memory in another way, Phucis. ”

"Yes, Ahriman, this is the Legion's first battle of honor, we made the Legion's debut in the Balkans, it was the final battle of the War for the Unification of Terra, and the first battle of the Great Expedition, in which we killed the Mad King Cadmus and ended the Yaseldi family's decades-long rebellion against the Emperor...... All this time, the history books of our regiment are recorded as such, because this is what it is. ”

"But guess what, some time ago I came into contact with a narrator who had just returned from the Eighth Legion, and he told me a big joke: the executioners of the Eighth Legion actually claimed that their extermination of the Crimson Enclave was the last battle to pacify Terra, and they dared to make a big fuss about the suppression of the nest capital."

"It's just a group of failed characters who didn't even participate in the Great Expedition in the first place, and were sent to clean up some little thieves who have broken their backbones, that is, the Eighth Legion will regard this kind of thing as an unbelievable feat."

Ahriman looked down, smiled, and continued his work, holding a glass in one hand and reviewing documents with the other.

He worked fast, Astarte's superhuman calculating and analytical skills were on full display in Ahriman, and before Phosis could finish pouring out his dissatisfaction, only the last document was left under Ahriman's arm.

He picked it up, with a rare sad expression.

"What's wrong? Ahriman. ”

The company commander of Chiko was silent for a while before he slowly spoke.

"When was the last time you saw your father, Phosis."

"Eleven Terra Standard Time ago, if you were looking for him, he should be on the [Blood of Steel], taking Atawa and Morgan, to negotiate with the Fourth Legion's genetic protogen, Perturabo."

"Okay...... So, Phosis, may I ask you for a little business as a friend? ”

“…… Something to say. ”

Ahriman sighed.

"Father wants me to be the representative of the detachment and rush to the front line of the Thousand Sons Army as the force of the Thousand Sons Legion, and I hope you can walk with me."

“…… Why me. ”

"Because...... Your stance will play an important role in Void Warfare. ”

"Ahriman...... Do you want to think about what you just said? ”

"Uh......"

“……”

“……”

“…… Ahriman. ”

"What's wrong?"

"If you are so popular that you can't even find a guy who is willing to play with you, in fact, you can say it directly, I won't laugh at you...... I try my best. ”

Ahriman was silent for a moment, his already dull complexion seemed to darken a little.

“…… Get lost. ”