"I think you may have lost sight of the facts, my brother Horus, and you have abandoned true wisdom because of the weakness and blindness of those so-called emotions in your heart."

"You resent what I have just done, Brother Horus, for you think it is an atrocity, a betrayal, a massacred act by a father against his own children, you think so."

"But I don't think so."

"They are not my offspring, their only connection with me is that my genetic seeds have freed them from the saddest mortal dust, allowed them to complete the evolution of the species, have the possibility of going further, and have the luck to become stronger."

"I am not their father, not their relatives, not the object they can rely on or pray to, I am the giver, the leader, the commander, a higher creature from a biological point of view."

"The knowledge in my head has given me an idea of where they came from, their mission, and their limits, and my task is to enable them to exert all their strength and motivation at all times, and to do their best as tools and gears."

"I know what they can do, and I know better than any of you where their ceiling is, so I've been asking them to do that, and most people have always been able to do the best they deserve."

"There are always people who feel like their hard work and hard work have taken them to a whole new level, but that's just the level they deserve."

'What he can do this time, what he can achieve, whatever he pays for it, next time, he has to be able to do it, be able to achieve it.'

"Because that's just the most basic criteria."

"A lot of people call these guys good, but they're just doing what they're supposed to do, and it's just the simplest thing to do, but I need to specifically praise them for their so-called efforts."

"It's sad."

"But there are always other fellows, who are complete failures, fools who prevaricate and delay my plans for all sorts of reasons, who will destroy their original plans and plans because of inconsequential mortals, pathetic creatures who are not worth wasting any energy and have no value, and let the greater good be invisibly damaged and consumed."

"They always tell me that they've done their best."

"They always tell me that these mortals are more important than victory."

"They always told me that this was the reason the emperor had shaped them."

"What a sad statement."

"What a foolish thought."

"What a rumor of infidelity."

"So, they deserve to die."

"Isn't it?"

"After all, a tool and consumables that can't even meet the wishes of the user, can't even complete their most basic duties, and can't even see their own status clearly, there is only one end."

"Yes, you heard it right, my brother Horus."

"Tools."

“…… Are you angry? ”

"Why?"

"I thought you weren't the same as the impatient Perturabo, Horus."

"Quiet, my brother."

"Let me tell you."

"Don't think of them as too precious or unique, my poor brother, in my mind alone I can think of no less than two new creatures that can take their place, and if I can, I can bring these species into the world."

"They are just tools, just a temporary compromise by our father in order to get the galaxy back into his hands as soon as possible, they will eventually be eliminated, abandoned, defeated by a stronger and better being, this is the simplest and most inviolable law, Horus."

"Survival of the fittest."

"Only you, me, and our brothers are irreplaceable, we are the existence of our father's affection and sustenance, and we were born to exercise supreme power for him in a certain field."

"The Forbidden Army is just some extravagant toys, and those immortals are just relying on a glimmer of luck to steal their existence, as for those mortals? They are the saddest and they are also the most odious, these species have dragged down our father, and their stupidity has diminished his greatness and wisdom. ”

"You ask me why I call them species?"

“……”

"You see them as compatriots? Well? Horus? ”

"Don't dodge your eyes, my brother, your first instinct has already told me your answer."

"On this one issue, you are no different from me, put away your hard mouth."

“……”

"You know what?"

"I have come to the Empire with an almost pilgrimage mentality, you know, Horus, how I adored our father, and I was so convinced that the kingdom he made would be the most wonderful place, a paradise where science and truth could dance to their heart's content, a place where only the best individuals could gain power and status, and where all the right rules of the world would be found."

"I used to believe that."

"But you know, what did I see again?"

"He was dragged down, our Father, our greatest Father, the most perfect being in the world, the living pinnacle of all truth and science."

"By these species called humans."

"It's a waste that can't even play its own role."

"It's a drag."

"He said it was a responsibility, a mission, a voluntary love, but I didn't understand that."

"All I know is that he is bound by these deplorable things with so-called [loyalty] and [following], he should not be like this, he should not be so painful, such hardship, how great he is, he deserves everything, to get better, not the stench and imbecility that these wretched species emit."

"How sad."

"Why should he be obsessed with the pathetic species of humans."

"He knows how to shape the better beings."

"And now, my brother, even you...... Why? ”

"You say you love your son? As a father? ”

"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehehehehe! ”

"Hahahaha!"

"Don't make me laugh, Horus."

"As a father?"

"It's a lovely illusion."

"Then I'll ask you, my brother."

"As a father, can you recognize each of your children? Well? 100,000 Shadow Moon Wolves, from the most arrogant high-ranking officers to the most obscure soldiers, they are all your [heirs], and you are also the [father] of each of them. ”

"But so what?"

"You can't remember."

"Yes, remembering each one may be a difficult challenge, then I ask you again, can you treat each of them equally?"

"Your beloved Abaddon and the Shadow Moon Wolf you saw for the first time, can you treat them fairly in your heart?"

"When they tell something at the same time without any evidence, will you believe them equally at the first time?"

"When they are in danger, will you be in the coolest thinking to save the one who has the better chance?"

"When they die, will you be equally sad?"

"When they, the Shadow Moon Wolves whose names you can't even remember, have died hundreds on the battlefield and achieved the greatest victory, will you be immersed in sorrow, or will you involuntarily let the joy and arrogance of victory occupy your heart?"

"Don't run away, Horus."

"You say it's because some people are familiar to you and others aren't, it's human nature, then I ask you."

"Our father, will this be the case?"

"And you, Horus, will do that to your brothers?"

"When one of our brothers dies in the most glorious victory, do you think our father, or yourself, will bask in the victory, or will you be grieved by their loss?"

"Yes, as you said, both our father and you, of course, will be grieved because we are of the same kind."

"Only we are the same kind, the real object of your emotions."

"You, me, our brother and our father, in the galaxy, only these few dozen individuals are our kind, which is worthy of attention and cherishment."

"The rest, whether mortal or the so-called [heirs] of you and me, are just a bunch of consumables, tools, instruments piled up at the feet of each of us in this movement that our father conducted."

"This expedition was nothing more than a grand movement, so grand that each of us needed to stay in our place, using a mountain of instruments to accomplish every note that our father commanded and needed."

"And you, just have some undesirable feelings about some of these instruments that are often used, which are very good in color, feel and tone, which make you mistakenly think that this is the so-called father-son relationship."

"But musical instruments are musical instruments after all, and at the end of the day, they are nothing more than a bunch of tools, a bunch of consumables to achieve our goals, to achieve our father's cause."

"When they don't work well anymore, when they go against your will, when they can't even do their job and let you down."

"You know what you're supposed to do."

"A tool, after all, is a tool."

"They deserve to be replaced by a better being, to be erased."

——————

"Of course, I know I can't convince you, Horus."

"I never tried to convince you."

"I'll just speak with reality."

"I'll do it......"

——————

As the Eleventh Primordial's words flashed through her mind, Morgan had just pushed open the door to the command room.

It just so happened that Riemanruth was about to leave.

The space wolf's genetic protoplasm looked rather unpleasant, but apparently, he didn't intend to cause any additional unpleasantness at this juncture, and the wolf king of Fenris gave Morgan a few wisps of staring, and when they looked at each other, Riemanrus gritted his teeth and showed an ugly smile.

"I wish us a happy cooperation in advance."

He said, and walked away quickly.

Morgan watched the wolf king's figure disappear, and then walked up to Johnson's star map projector, and it took her about a minute or so to tell the lion king everything she saw.

Only that spiritual power was enough to make Morgan feel flinched, and the [weapon] composed of countless wails made the Lion King's brow move, and as for Ran Dan's large fleet, the Lord of Caliban was indifferent to it.

"I've seen too many fleets that can shade out the sun, and they're all dead."

[So, the plan doesn't change? 】

"Yes."

Johnson stared at the star map in front of him, checking the final arrangements of the dark angels over and over again.

"My men are weakening the veil of Tux V and subspace, and Ran Dan will feel it all: once they want to destroy this world, a storm will sweep through the entire star sector, destroying them at all."

"They can only accept my challenge."

[That's impressive technology.] 】

[So, what are you going to do with the ruler of Randan that I reported to you? 】

"Before we can worry about it, we need to destroy enemies big enough to overtake a galaxy, if anything...... Leave it to Riemanrus. ”

[With all due respect, I don't think Riemanlus can fight or kill it, it's a terrible mission that will most likely lead to an unacceptable death.] 】

"There's no death that the Empire can't accept, Morgan, and if you're really worried that the death of a primordial will change the tide of battle, then we can set up another plan."

"I hope you will follow him when Riemanlus begins his moves, I do not doubt my brother's wisdom, but I doubt the minds of the barbarians he has raised, the recklessness of the Fenris, may drag him down and put his life at risk."

"I need you to follow him, and you know what to do when it is most necessary."

[I understand. 】

[Dan...... What about that Ran Dan guy? 】

Johnson laughed, and he adjusted the star map in front of him so that the several galaxies around him could be clearly visible.

Morgan could see that another large army was gathering in some places behind the Tux system, especially where the Fenris system was located, and the star map showed that a large fleet was heading towards the Tux system.

The emblem on it is a golden Imperial Aquila.

——————

"Emperor, our father."

"The Forbidden Army, a whole regiment of 10,000 people."

"Horus, our brother who is a little impatient to show himself, and all of his Shadowmoon Wolf Legion and fleet."

"And Motarian and his entire army of Death Guards, oh, this is a bit unexpected for me, I've heard that his losses in Drune are not small, and it seems that there is something admirable about him."

"They, all of them, are on their way."

"The outcome of this war is decided, my blood relative."

"It's not even a war, it's just a hunt, a dangerous and crazy hunt in the woods, a desperate and crazy hunt to pierce one's own blade into the body of a desperate beast."

"The only thing we have to think about is before it actually dies."

"How much blood will it make?"

(End of chapter)