In that moment of tranquility that no one expected, the piercing sirens were like sharp blades in the night sky, cutting through every inch of slackness on the [Goddess of Dawn].

"It's a call to war from the Ultramarines legion! My lord! ”

"They have called us to the Euredeth star system and asked us to bring all our powers, and Lord Killiman declares that they have captured the main fleet and living force of the Osiris psionics, and now is the best time to destroy this desecrated alien civilization!"

The Chief Old Guard, Laner, with his voice as firm as a knight's armor, made his report clear to the ears of everyone in the room, and especially to the true and only master of the entire expeditionary fleet.

Sitting on either side of the throne, the company commander Astarte and the high-ranking officers of the mortals, who were bowing their heads to handle their official duties, looked up at the sound, and their faces were filled with the fanatical fighting intent that had been suppressed for too long, but despite this, they maintained a certain humble silence until everyone's eyes converged on the silver-haired queen entrenched in the main seat.

The indifferent Lord of the Second Legion was now clutching a quill and writing quite intently, and under her arm pressed countless pages with a heavy scent of ink, sorted by the Virgo standing beside her: judging by the layers of documents in the arms of the original maid, this must be a heavy book.

There are even Legion of the Dawnbreaker think tank secretly speculating whether their Mother of Genes is writing a new book on psionic knowledge: such speculation is not groundless, because when the most powerful think tank in the Legion witnesses Morgan writing the text, they can clearly perceive that the book being written seems to be brewing its own waves in the ocean of subspace.

Even the most knowledgeable Terra veteran couldn't tell what that inexplicable wave was, but judging by its attachment to the unfinished book, it was clear that it had an indissoluble fate with the new work of the original genome.

It wasn't that the Dawnbreakers of Jane's Imperial Heart had the audacity to disclose and inquire about this matter to their Mother of Genes, but all they got was a silent smile on the face of the Genetic Prototype, and over time, no one asked anymore, and everyone regarded the book that had not yet been incarnated as another brother of the Psionic Sacred Scripture.

And the Spider Queen has no more explanation for this, she devotes most of her time to her creation, as if it was an investment that would bring her monstrous profits, and her writing began years ago until the Ultramarine's Call of War came to her desk, and it was not completely over.

In the midst of dozens of silent glances, the genogen only paused slightly, she raised her head, looked around, no one dared to look at each other with cold blue pupils that were too long, and until the last person lowered their heads, waiting for her order, the Spider Empress showed a certain stunned expression.

Then, she smiled.

【Lana. 】

"I'm here, sir."

"Did my brother give us directions when he called us to help him?" 】

“…… Of course, adults. ”

[So what are you waiting for?] 】

The Genogen furrowed a frown, and looked strangely at the high-ranking officials in the room: each of them was a legionary with hundreds of Astartes or tens of thousands of mortal armies in their hands, but they always had a strange attitude of resignation in front of her.

Thinking of this, the Genogen couldn't help but look at his chief guard again.

【Lana. 】

"Yes, sir."

Don't we have a plan? 】

"No, my lord, in the past few Terra standard months, we have searched for traces of the Osiris psionic species, and at the same time, under your personal leadership, we have conducted countless war deductions and staff meetings, and every company commander and even squad leader is very aware of the characteristics of our enemies and the possible situations."

Aren't we ready? 】

"No, my lord, the entire expeditionary fleet has always been in a state of highest level of readiness, the think tank department has worked overtime to create a disposable device that can temporarily resist the mind control of the Osiris psionic species, gas masks have been distributed to every mortal warrior, and all warships are ready for the longest battle."

[Then, are we afraid of war? 】

“……”

"As long as it's your order! My lord! We will not hesitate to fight anyone! ”

Despite the impassioned writing on the faces of the Chief Old Guard and everyone present, the genoplasm did not fade the playful smile from her countenance.

So what are you waiting for? 】

Why is everyone here looking at me, instead of going back to your respective command posts? 】

The original object's inquiry was very light, but it was enough to make the warm hall return to calm in an instant, and the company commander and the officers who were valued by the genetic prototype looked at each other, and finally the respected Bayar took a step forward.

"Everyone is waiting for your orders, my lord."

[In each of our previous exercises, we have not always complied with the fact that when the Call to War of the Ultramarines comes, all the warships should be assembled and thrown into the battlefield immediately, without any exclusive orders and directives. 】

[Isn't that so? 】

“…… That was true in the previous deductions, my lord, but now ......"

[What's going on now?] 】

“…… After all, you are here, and only your command can make the entire legion go all-out. ”

[It is indeed gratifying for you to say such things, my son, but I beg each of you to think about it: If the blow of the enemy has now come upon our ships and soldiers, and I have not said a word, will you still have an array of silence before me as you are now? 】

"According to the rules of the legion, every squad leader and soldier on duty will launch a counterattack against the invading enemy on their own, regardless of their number and unit, if they open fire on our ships, they will automatically be designated as an enemy army."

[Yes, even the squad leaders and soldiers know the meaning of this positive attitude, how did you, the high-ranking officers, become abrasive? 】

“…… Sorry, my lord......"

[There is nothing to apologize for, what you need to do is to correct it and avoid letting such a mistake happen a second time, instead of apologizing again and again after the fact.] 】

“…… Then next time......"

[Next time, maybe the situation will be different: no soldier is allowed to open fire without my orders, and it will be a bad thing if you are too active and active.] 】

“……”

Even Bayar was silent in the face of the abruptly reversed words of the genetic prototype, and behind him, all the legionnaires either bowed their heads and thought about themselves, or looked at each other for answers.

But the vast majority of people's efforts were ultimately in vain, and only the most reckless figures were able to grasp the meaning of the original genetic's words, and were apprehensive about the outcome of their guesses.

Almost in the next second, the Spider Empress's cold gaze found the extreme thought that was infinitely close to the correct answer in every pair of confused pupils in the main hall.

Erwin. 】

Morgan softly spat out the name she had almost never mentioned, and after a silent commotion with her call, the thin mortal figure slowly emerged from among the countless tall Dawnbreaker Company Commanders, each of Morgan's heirs kindly making way for him.

"I'm here, sir."

Even by mortal standards, the somewhat emaciated General Avalon stood proudly in front of the genetic prototype, without the slightest cowardice, and although there were dozens of Dawnbreaker officers staring at him behind him, Erwin knew very well that there was no malice in their gazes, and he was even friends with many of them.

[What do you think I just said?] 】

The Primordial's inquiry caused Erwin to hesitate for a moment, then he saluted solemnly, answering loudly in a voice of affirmation, the confidence in his voice that even many of the Dawnbreakers behind him admired.

"My subordinates believe that what my lord means: As a combat unit, we cannot encounter exactly the same situation every time, and we may not be left enough time for preparation and deduction, and in the same way, at the moment when war suddenly breaks out, your orders may not be able to reach our ears in time."

"So, what you mean is that neither a conservative stance, nor a radical stance, nor any habit of being in the midst of them is entirely correct, but neither is entirely wrong, because in war there is never the most correct, only the most appropriate."

"So, we shouldn't expect to get a handle on every battle from you, but we should ...... Accustomed to facing a war with one's own judgment, accustomed to thinking from the perspective of the original body......"

The second half of the sentence was so terrifying that even Erwin himself lost his courage, and the words became a little chaotic and confusing, and the Dawnbreakers behind him fell silent.

But soon, laughter from the Spider Queen broke it all.

[There's something wrong with your diction, Erwin, but the general meaning is really in place.] 】

[Yes, my children, as General Erwin said, in this battle we may need the courage to fight against the enemy, and in the next we may need the perseverance to be beaten passively and stick to our posts: even I cannot fathom the content of this war, so why should you get an absolute gesture from me? 】

Now, you can come to me, get my clear orders, and then leave like a child who has been allowed to go to the store by his mother, but you can't do it every time, you can't rush to me from the battlefield every time. 】

[You will have to choose between being reckless, being cautious, or choosing between them that is most reasonable for the situation at hand. 】

[The degree of this needs to be grasped by yourselves.] 】

[As Erwin said, when you stand in this position, even if you can't do it in the end, you have to try to think as me, to use your own intelligence and ability, to figure out the meaning of the battlefield you are responsible for the whole war. 】

Then, make your choice. 】

“……”

The words of the genetic prototype are like pebbles falling into a deep valley, loud and lonely.

"We ...... Can we really do that, Mother? Like you? ”

In the crowd, I don't know which dawnbreaker dared to ask a question, in exchange for the Spider Empress shaking her head.

[You may not be able to, but you definitely have the potential: Otherwise, why did I choose you, and not my other children, to sit in these positions? 】

“……”

The silence in the room seemed to continue to spread, and there was a certain excitement and exhilaration, which made the Spider Queen smile bitterly, and she tapped her quill on the tabletop, feigning anger in her tone.

[That's it! 】

[Haven't heard enough?] 】

[Since you want to order: then I now order, set sail!] Don't keep my Killiman brothers waiting for us too long! 】

This time, the genogen finally received an uproar large enough to tear down the room, and all the warriors and officers responded to their lord with promises and cheers, and then disappeared from the door in the blink of an eye.

And it wasn't until Lana, the last to leave, closed the door and continued back to his post outside the room, that Virgo, who had been silently collecting books, raised her head.

"Why are you doing this, my lord?"

[There is no important reason. 】

The genogen glanced at her work everywhere, yawned, rubbed her tired eyes, her fingers stretched the languidness in her body, and used the quill pen to scrape the precious tabletop.

[I just found out...... Ha...... During this time, I seem to have trained them too honestly, and anything that can be put on the platform wants my permission first, and become like those extreme warriors. 】

"Isn't that good?"

[What's so good about an Ultramarine, my Dawnbreaker should be a Dawnbreaker. 】

"Isn't it a good thing that they revere your power?"

[This is undoubtedly a good thing from a loyalty standpoint, but it's another disaster from an efficiency standpoint: now that I've been able to ensure the loyalty of my children, I should start taking care of their efficiency, shouldn't I?] 】

"When they get used to it and even start relying on independent thoughts, you have to grasp the question of their loyalty to you in turn, and so on and so on?"

[Yes, the water can't be too clear, but it can't be too turbid, because pure clear water and turbid water can't raise fish, so what I have to do is to keep strengthening these two ends, narrowing down the scope in the change again and again, and finally find the most suitable point to control my legion.] 】

"I think they've been controlled by you for a long time, my lord."

[Really?] 】

[Do you mean: In less than ten years, I have been able to train such a group of warriors who are at least a hundred years old to become loyal hounds under my riding boots? 】

“…… It seems that it can't. ”

[Or do you think that in the hearts of the Terra veterans who occupy more than the average number of Legions, I am already higher than my father?] 】

“…… I'm not sure. ”

I'm not sure, that's why I'm doing this, and it can't be too obvious. 】

“……”

"I have a suggestion, my lord."

[Let's hear it.] 】

"The next time you spend time with your blood brothers, maybe you can learn about their interactions with their offspring, my memory sequence shows that there are several of the genetic protogens who are known for caring for their offspring, maybe you can imitate them."

【…… That's true. 】

[Aniah, what do you think: Among all my blood brothers, what is my place in the treatment of my own offspring? 】

“…… Medium? ”

[I think so too, after all, the way I treat them seems to be no different from those ordinary mortal mothers, which is a little pale. 】

"So you decided to take my advice?"

[You record it first, and then discuss it when we have time.] 】

"Understood, sir."

——————

"But, my lord, is it really good to let them do their own thing? After all, this is not a small role like Gladstone, the Osiris psionics are an alien civilization that has plagued the empire for nearly half a century, and their power is still very threatening. ”

[First of all, Aniah: We are not the protagonists of this expedition, but my brother and his 120,000 Ultramarines are. 】

[Secondly: Even if my brother and his legion are not there, I am still here, here I am, in the center of the legion, in a place where I can step into the battlefield at any time. 】

[And for me......]

[A simple lunch, or even a light meal, can be said to be a light meal, what is the threat? 】

What do you say? 】

"Threaten your weight? After all, you swore just thirteen days ago that you would never lose weight with psionic energy again, and this is already your forty-fourth vow on this. ”

【……】

[Shut up!] Aniah! 】

"Understood!"

“……”

“……”

"Do you still need afternoon tea? It's already tea time. ”

【……】

[Come! 】

——————

"Lord Erwin."

As the mortal general stepped out of the throne of the genetic prototype and made his way to his post, he suddenly heard someone calling to him.

Turning his head, he saw only a rather tall Daybreaker, hurrying towards him, his solemn but not extravagant ornamentation indicating that he was a company commander, and most likely ranked very high.

"What you have just said is wonderful, Lord Erwin, please accept my respect."

Looking at the big hand that took the initiative to reach out, the mortal general just smiled bitterly, he was used to greeting these polite emperor angels, and he was used to having hands with these giant hands that were even about the size of his entire forearm.

"I guess we don't know each other?"

After greeting each other, the two continued on their way to their posts, and Erwin was not afraid: most of the mortal officers on the ship were accustomed to near-equal fellowship with the Astartes.

"Maybe you don't know me, but I have admired your name for a long time, and I even miss you."

The Dawnbreaker laughed, and in Elwin's somewhat confused gaze, he patted the mortal on the shoulder in a friendly way, then took off his helmet, revealing his thick, weather-beaten dark beard.

"Introduce myself: Johannes, commander of the fifteenth company of the Dawnbreakers."

"Oh......"

"At the same time, I am also one of the three Dawnbreaker Company Commanders who were disrupted and forced back by your [Miracle Counterattack] during the Gladstone Reconquest: I have been looking forward to meeting you since that day."

“……”

"Ahem, ahem!"

After reacting to the meaning of Johannes's words, a kind of unprovoked anger almost knocked down the already unfit General Erwin, and Johannes on the side was so frightened that he hurriedly supported him.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency."

The Dawnbreaker cautiously patted Erwin on the back for fear that something would happen to him, and the Morgan's voice was sincere and sincere, sounding unpretentious.

"You defeated me on the battlefield, and with your wisdom and courage, you repelled my troops in extremely unfavorable conditions: it was a dignified victory, there is nothing to complain about, and I am glad to have learned such a lesson on a less deadly battlefield."

"So, after that fight, I always wanted to see you again, because I had so many questions I wanted to ask, but because of the busy schedule, it wasn't until today that that wish came true."

“…… Issue? ”

"Yes, question."

The Dawnbreaker laughed, his smile calming Elwin's face.

"Although it has been several years, when I recall and review your counterattack operation, there are still many tactical flashes that I can't comprehend, and I even asked the other two company commanders, and it turned out that they are also doing the same thing, with the same troubles."

So they commissioned me to come here: Do you have time? If you have, can you tell me how you fought off our troops in the first place, and I want to finish this lesson thoroughly. ”

“…… Yes...... There is time. ”

Erwin nodded indifferently, although he was accustomed to the gentle attitude of the sons of Morgan towards them mortals and even former rivals, but the face in front of him, which did not have the slightest mind or hatred, but was full of respect and curiosity, still shocked him.

"We ...... Talking while walking? ”

"No problem, please."

As if he were dealing with a fellow of his own kind, the company commander, who was at the top of the Dawnbreaker Legion, humbly listened to the words of the mortal Erwin, and even asked questions cautiously as if he were a student.

This scene is somewhat strange.

And if you refer to the mortals around you, who have turned a blind eye to this, even the Dawnbreakers.

It gets even weirder.

——————

"The Navigator Realm has just sent a new report, my lord, according to their calculations, when our vanguard fleet still has about two Terra standards, we can jump out of subspace and arrive in the Euredeth system."

For the Great Expedition, time was a fleeting concept: it was already a dozen days later when the Chief Old Guard stood in front of Morgan again, and the main fleet of the Second Legion had already completed a rough tail flick in the Storm Star Field, across several sectors and independent worlds, all the way to the place where their battle brothers called them.

[According to the message sent to me by my blood brother, Killiman has led his Ultramarines to contain the ruler of the entire Osiris psionic race, the King of the Psionic Species, in the Yoridis system. 】

Morgan finally put down her pen and returned to her throne, closing her eyes and resting: as the pace of war draws closer, the Spider Queen, the most relied upon psionic power in the Dawnbreaker Legion and indeed in the entire Osiris Expeditionary Force, must ensure that she is in good shape during the battle.

[According to previous research, as a psionic race, the psionic king has some kind of extremely abnormal control over its people: once we kill it, then all the Osiris psionic species will most likely die of some kind of psionic disease.] 】

"Yes, so I'm guessing that Mistress Killiman may be trying to force the remaining Osiris psionic fleet to rescue their monarch based on this theory, thus completely erasing the race."

"If his plan succeeds, then the Osiris Spirit race, an alien race, will no longer be a threat to the Empire, and we will wipe them out once and for all to comfort the Empire's people in the hundreds of galaxies that have been poisoned by them over the past half century."

Indeed...... But there's another distraction that we can't ignore, can we? 】

"What do you mean...... Greenskins? ”

[Yes.] 】

Morgan yawned, casually glancing at the star chart beside her, and couldn't help but feel the vicious mockery of fate for each race, and the invisible help it brought to others.

[The Euryrides system, and even the dozen or so galaxies next to it, were originally the territory of an entire Greenskin Empire, and they even thwarted the Empire's expeditionary forces until the Osiris psionics chose to do so. 】

[They used their talents and abilities to control half of the Greenskins Empire, plunging the entire Greenskins into a fierce civil war, but this civil war in turn delayed their plans to control the entire Greenskins until their tracks were finally captured by my brother. 】

"Control the Greenskin...... It sounds like some kind of crazy fantasy, my lord, I can't imagine anyone actually being able to control the greenskins, and what a terrible situation it would be if they did. ”

[That's true, but I'm not surprised to think that these Osiris psionic species love to eat the brains of all kinds of psionic creatures, and even captured the Aidalings as their delicacy: who knows how many other terrible races like them are in the darkness of the galaxy? 】

[It's really mouth-watering when you think about it, isn't it?] 】

“……”

"You seem to have used the wrong word just now, my lord."

【…… Maybe. 】

[Speaking of which, how is the Legion's combat readiness now?] I chose to delegate everything to you this time, and what was the answer you gave me? 】

"Don't worry, sir! All preparations for war are in place, and the gas masks and anti-psionic controls you have specially ordered have been distributed to all the mortal auxiliaries, and I have personally sent someone to check them, and there are no omissions. ”

[Even so, the mortal auxiliaries still can't be too close to the main battlefield, don't give them the task of fighting against the Osiris psionics, let them fight against the greenskins.] 】

[In the previous fiasco of the Ultramarines against the Osiris psionics, their biggest loss was because these aliens controlled the Imperial Navy that assisted the Ultramarines in the battle, so that the warships of the Sons of Killiman were ruthlessly attacked by their own firepower, and suffered heavy losses. 】

[I don't want the same thing to happen to us again, whether it's you or those auxiliaries, they are the backbone of the force that I have spent a lot of effort to build, and any stupid casualties are unacceptable. 】

"I'll let you know, sir."

[Well, that's it, I'll leave everything about the battle to you, I will join the battlefield when the time is right, at least the king of the psionic seed still needs me to clean it up personally.] 】

"Understood, sir."

With a wave of her hand, the Spider Empress closed her eyes once more as her heir retreated: even though her fleet had not yet arrived in the Euridais system, she herself had already descended on the battlefield.

Morgan's will easily crossed the astronomical distance, witnessing what was happening in the Eurydeth system from the perspective of a theater viewer.

The hourglass-like warships of the Osiris psionics filled the small half of the galaxy, and on the periphery of them were thousands of strangely shaped green-skinned warships, forming a steel wall of profanity, filth, grace and barbarism, guarding the massive green-skinned steel planet in the middle.

Once the heart of the Greenskin Empire, it is now the hiding place of the Psionic King of Osiris, hiding inside, hiding from its invincible opponents: the vast fleet of Ultramarines is overwhelming, even more than the main battleships of the Psionic and Greenskin combined, and the unwillingness, fear, hatred, and madness that roam in the soul of the Psionic King in the face of the wrath of the five hundred worlds almost make the Spider Empress's belly rumble.

But before that, she can enjoy other great scenes to soothe a little.

For example......

The collective jumping gang of 120,000 extreme warriors.

It's really impressive...... And jealousy......

(End of chapter)