"So, have the two primordial adults discussed the issue of [consumption]?"

"Well, the two sides fully exchanged views and had a cordial and friendly conversation."

“…… And then what? ”

"Respect the other party's suggestions and be concerned about the needs of the other party, and have reservations on the rest of the matters"

“…… The result? ”

"His Excellency Morgan wanted to form a comprehensive strategic partnership with our genetic father, but the Primordial seemed to have little interest in it: in the end they only reached a preliminary verbal agreement to establish a comprehensive partnership"

“…… You've changed, my brother Dantiok. ”

"There's no way: if you don't understand this, you can't read the Dawnbreakers' Legion briefings, and if you can't read that damn newspaper, you'll miss out on a lot of policy changes in the Far Eastern Frontier: the Dawnbreaker Legion is deeply tied to the Far Eastern Frontier, and some of their internal political changes can really affect thousands of imperial worlds."

War Blacksmith shook his head a little helplessly, but Kyle-Valen, who was standing beside him, seemed very interested in Dantiok's words: as a very [traditional] Iron Warrior, it was difficult for Kyle to imagine the stakes in War Blacksmith's mouth.

"Impact, how?"

The Iron Warrior's company commander was in high spirits, but the War Blacksmith didn't seem to have much to say on the subject, and he waved his hand and casually gave an example.

"For example, if the Legion briefing begins to trumpet that [So-and-so Star Region is the territory of human civilization since ancient times], then it means that a new reconquest operation is about to begin, and military resources will definitely be tilted, and my battalion will also deploy the next tactical operation in advance according to this change: this is the simplest and most straightforward technique."

“…… But I don't understand. ”

"Don't understand? That's right! ”

The war blacksmith smiled wryly.

"It also took me almost twenty years to figure out some of the tricks, and there are more difficulties than you think: everyone says that when the Emperor founded the twenty Astarte Legions, he gave each legion a different talent, and I think the talent of the Dawnbreaker Legion is probably ...... Politics? ”

"And what is our talent?"

Kyle Wallen muttered to himself.

The war blacksmith was silent for a moment.

"Consumption?"

The next moment, the people who were smiling bitterly in the corridor became two.

……

Dantiok chose a very clever way to avoid the dangerous gaze outside the large room: with the acquiescence of the Lord of Avalon, he pretended to help the Genogen explain some of the details of the expedition, and succeeded in delaying his Father of Genes to lead the Trident out of the conference room first.

This little trick worked well: when the Iron Lord ran over in the corridor, almost all the Iron Warriors who dared to stay here had already run far away, and Dantyok looked at the empty corridor, but felt more comfortable in his heart than ever.

Only Kyle-Valen remained in place and waited for the War Blacksmith, as this was the task assigned to him by the Genetic Prototype, and at the same time, Kyle had some personal doubts in his mind and wanted to discuss it with Dantiok.

As for the core of the discussion, it is naturally the Lord of Avalon, whom Dantioc has never specifically mentioned in his past correspondence, but which cannot be bypassed.

"Speaking of that adult, I've always wanted to ask you a question, Dantiok."

“…… Say? ”

The war blacksmith paused and took a gesture of listening, intent on building a good relationship with his fighting brother: after decades in the Far East, Dantiok was no longer a familiar face in the Fourth Legion.

After all, it's almost dead.

In this regard, the Iron Warriors maintain a high degree of coordination with their home planet Olympia: every time the men on Olympia change, the soldiers of the Iron Warriors will change almost a generation.

And Kyle is already the most reassuring of Dantiok's few remaining acquaintances: considering that after this expedition, the war blacksmith will most likely return to the Far Eastern frontier and continue to receive additional troops from the Father of Genes, then, instead of taking over the good seedlings in the eyes of Perturabo and facing the unknown hidden dangers of these people, it is better to take the initiative to identify reliable candidates in the legion, and then pull them to Avalon through the Spider Empress or some other means.

That's what Dantiok thought.

The reason for this is not that the war blacksmith has any extra thoughts, although the war blacksmith has vaguely had some unique ideas of his own after decades of immersion in the Far Eastern frontier, but these ideas are as vague as the moon in the water, lacking an opportunity to inspire him.

He only instinctively felt that there were some parts of the Far Eastern Frontier that were indeed superior to the Iron Warriors, and that it would be beneficial for the Fourth Legion if he could learn them: therefore, he needed more help to assist him.

Kyle Valen, that's good.

"I heard them say that the Avalons would call Lord Morgan "Empress?"

"That's right."

The war blacksmith nodded, and met the gaze of his battle brother, and he turned his back like a stream.

"The Empress, the Generalissimo, Augustus, the Imperator, the Chief Senator of the Legislative Yuan, the Chief Justice of the Judicial Yuan, the Chief Member of the Grand Council, and the Tribune and Mother of the Confederation: these are all there is to it, and in detail, there are hundreds of false offices and honorary titles."

"But in layman's terms, she is more often referred to as the Empress of Avalon in private settings, although this title is not recognized, and in any authoritative public setting, Her Excellency Morgan does not have the title of Empress in her legitimate title."

“…… Why? ”

"The reason is simple."

The war blacksmith spreads his hands.

"Do you know what the full name of the Far Eastern Frontier is, Kyle: [Led by Avalon, the Federation of Autonomous Republics of the Far Eastern Star Domain and the Eastern Galactic Frontier], it is a great republic that follows the democratic system in the legal sense, and the nominal supreme power is in the hands of the Great Council formed by the mortal elite, and His Excellency Morgan is only authorized by the Great Council to serve as the [Dictionor] of the entire Far Eastern Frontier, that is, the supreme dictator for life."

"Legally, she has always ruled the entire Far Eastern Frontier in this capacity, although we all know that this status is no different from the empress herself, but in public, Avalon is a federal republic, and since ancient times, there are not many people who can be emperors in the republic."

“……”

Kyle was silent for a moment, he clearly didn't understand the doorway, and the simple and unpretentious Iron Warrior could only ask one of the most obvious questions in his shallow political conception.

"But you'll still call her Empress, won't you?"

"That's right."

"Like those of Avalon, they will also call the Far Eastern Frontier [our sea]."

Dantiok nodded.

"What's the problem?"

Kyle smiled.

"The problem is: we are only in an [Empire], and our allegiance is only to the [Emperor], but a primordial is actually called an [Empress], don't you think this title seems a bit blasphemous?"

"Blasphemy?"

Dantiok asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Think about it, Kyle, the Empire only has a dozen genetic primitives, but among these primitives, it has produced many characters, including but not limited to the Lion King, the Phoenix, the Wolf King, the Angel, the Gorgon, the Wolf Shepherd, the Lord of the Fire Dragon, and the Red-skinned Father of a Thousand Sons: which of these people do you think is not blasphemous? And which one is in line with the truth of the Empire? ”

"Compared to them. Empress is actually a very loyal word, isn't it? ”

“…… I can't say you ......."

Kyle smacked his lips and didn't dwell on the topic anymore, he instinctively sensed that there seemed to be a lot of differences between the current Danteok and the taciturn and reliable brother he remembered, but he didn't dislike the current war blacksmith who could talk endlessly, he just didn't feel right: could this kind of talkative demeanor and strong subjective emotions actually appear in a steel warrior?

What did Dantiok experience in the Far Eastern Frontier?

The company commander of the Fourth Legion began to wonder about the question, and quickly thought of the Lord of Avalon, who could not get around, of the Far Eastern Frontier under her rule, and then of the ......

Kyle looked up, and he noticed that Danteok was staring nervously at a bump in the hallway: if you look closely, isn't that the door to the common room? I saw the head of a young warrior poking his head there, looking at the gloomy battleship with some curiosity.

And the moment he saw Dantioc walking towards him, the reckless boy immediately straightened up and saluted him: Kyle nodded approvingly, albeit with a simple gesture, but he saw in the body of the so-called Salamas newblood, something that Olympian recruits would not have.

It should be said that it ...... Vitality?

These Salamas were more like young people than Olympians.

"Gilbert."

Beside him, the war blacksmith summoned the reckless recruit and lowered his voice, whispering in Kyle's ear that there was pride in his voice that could not be concealed.

"Gilbert, the recruit I personally recruited in Salamas is also the most talented and heartfelt of all recruits, and I intend to nurture him well, he at least has the potential to become a trident."

Kyle raised an eyebrow, noncommittal, and he listened quietly to the conversation between the master and apprentice.

"How's it going, Gilbert?"

"Everything is as you instruct, Your Excellency."

Salamas's new voice was as hot as the sun.

"Some of the members wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look at the Iron Blood, but we dissuaded them: I think you, as the leader, will lead us around when necessary, and until then, we need to follow your orders."

“…… Very good. ”

Dantiok nodded, and he looked the disciple up and down.

"Haven't you thought about going together?"

Gilbert's smile was a little shy.

"Of course I thought about it, Your Excellency: but I personally think that since you let us wait here instead of visiting on our own, there must be a deep meaning, and I believe in your choice, and I also believe that our legion will not let us down."

The war blacksmith was silent for a moment.

"And what about the Dawnbreakers, did they tell you anything?"

"Nope."

Salamas's new blood shook his head.

"Some of us have asked the Dawnbreaker's seniors about the Fourth Legion and the Iron Blood, but they have said that this is the first time they have been to this ship, and they don't know much about the Fourth Legion because they haven't worked with the Iron Warriors before."

"That's ......"

Dantiok sighed as he captured the scene behind Gilbert: he saw the figure of a veteran of the Dawnbreaker Legion appearing in the doorway of the common room, nodding to the War Blacksmith in understanding, and the War Blacksmith cast a grateful glance.

This is what Dantiok admires most about Morgan's sons: although these guys are generally not very obsessed with their daily lives, and always like to put other people's blood pressure up in strange places, they are always the most reliable helpers when it comes to business, and unlike their fighting brothers who are full of glory or righteousness, Morgan's sons are willing to help anyone they can without pay, even those mortals.

In silence, the war blacksmith spoke a few more words to his closed disciple, and the conversation between them naturally came to the next expedition: Kyle on one side listened attentively.

"So, Lord Dantiok: Is the mission of our Fourteenth Battalion in this upcoming expedition to be the backbone of the Dawnbreaker fleet and the Iron Warrior fleet, which means that we need to fight alongside both the Dawnbreaker and our legion?"

"That's right."

Dantiok nodded.

"Her Excellency Morgan assures her that she will call in the assistance of a Legion of the Guard."

"That's right."

Gilbert laughed.

"A Legion of the Guard? There's no fortress we can't take down: do you know which legion? Should we reach out to them next to discuss coordination in expeditionary operations? ”

"It's the Second [Pale Rider] Legion."

The war blacksmith patted his closed disciple on the shoulder as a sign of weight.

"As for the contact, I'll leave it to you this time, Gilbert."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

The booming voice of Salamas's new blood filled almost the entire hallway, and then, he saluted again and hurried back to the common room, as if he were about to devote himself to a new mission: he was fully armed, but his steps were so diligent in Kyle's eyes.

"The Guards? So what? ”

Kyle was confused.

"A class of mortal auxiliaries belonging to the Far Eastern Frontier."

"Mortal auxiliaries......"

Kyle laughed.

"Do they deserve to be so excited and fuss that they still have to make a special contact before the war, brother: hasn't the tradition of our Fourth Legion always been to throw these mortal auxiliaries directly to the front line when the war broke out?"

"They're different."

Dantyok shook his head solemnly, and he looked calmly at Kyle until the smile on the battle brother's face faded, and he realized how serious the War Blacksmith's words and attitude were at the moment.

"Are you serious, Dantiok?"

"Of course."

The war blacksmith smiled, and then he stepped forward, slowly moving forward with his battle brother down the corridor, the empty environment perfect for some secret conversation.

"You know, Kyle: I don't think it's a secret that the Dawnbreaker Legion has had to recruit a large number of mortal auxiliaries to fill some tactical vacancies due to its long struggles with its heirs."

"It's certainly not a secret."

Kyle nodded.

"The Second Legion has the largest mortal auxiliaries of any Astarte Legion, and the second-largest fleet, after the Imperial Fists Legion: but their measful numbers are everything, and most of the Empire doesn't see either of these advantages in mind."

"yes, they will."

Dantiok laughed sarcastically.

"But I won't: I've been on the Far Eastern frontier for more than forty years, and I've seen firsthand how the Lord of Avalon built this vast state within a state from scratch, and I'm well aware of its shortcomings and countless advantages, as well as its vast war potential."

"I would even go so far as to say this, Brother Kyle: Avalon's mortal auxiliaries are its most underrated force, you can't imagine how well the Lord of Avalon has armed her mortal minions, and I doubt they are all assembled to fight more than two Astarte legions."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

Kyle laughed, not believing it.

“…… Maybe. ”

Dantiok shook his head, he just continued to tell what he knew.

"Because of my position, I have come into contact with every class of the Avalonian Mortal Auxiliaries over the years, and in short, His Excellency Morgan has divided her mortal auxiliaries into about four classes: the Frontier Legion, the Field Legion, the Praetorian Legion, and the most powerful legion personally selected by the Empress."

"Sounds like the Imperial Militia, the Mortal Auxiliaries, the Astartes, and the Praetorian Army?"

“…… Almost. ”

The war blacksmith hesitated for a moment before suddenly nodding.

"Among these armies, the largest number is naturally the Frontier Corps, which does not refer to a single branch of the army, but is a general term for a large number of chaotic armed forces: including garrisons from various worlds, fortress world defenders, space station security personnel, members of the Ministry of Justice and armed police in the nest capital, even retired veterans and security forces, recruits with military ranks who are still in training, and merchants and ronin private soldiers who can be recruited at any time if necessary, and countless paramilitary organizations that I have not mentioned."

"In general, the so-called frontier regiment is a hodgepodge, their combat effectiveness is naturally uneven, those garrisons stationed in the outer world and the fortress world have considerable combat effectiveness, and those recruits, armed police or members of the Ministry of Justice, although their strength is acceptable, but if they rush to the battlefield, it is tantamount to sending them to death."

"However, the combat effectiveness of most of the border warbands is steadily superior to the mainstream mortal auxiliary armies in the empire, and I have heard His Excellency Conrad refer to them as [IG], and they basically have qualified logistics support, as well as perfect military training, and they are not impossible to consume in times of crisis."

"Sounds pretty good."

Kyle nodded.

"Isn't that what our mortal auxiliaries do?"

"But the level of elite is very different."

Dantiok sighed.

"Further up, there is the field army: this class is the military organization within the Far Eastern Frontier, they all have their own personnel files, as well as sufficient logistical supplies, they are the main force that the Far Eastern Frontier needs to rely on in the vast majority of military operations, and can also be relied on in the fight against riots or opponents who are not out of line."

"The equipment and training level of the field corps can be fully guaranteed, although there may be slight differences between them, but according to my experience of fighting side by side with them, the combat effectiveness of the vast majority of field legions can meet the standards of the solar auxiliary army: and because they are responsible for patrol and mobile operations, these field legions are very suitable for large-scale wars in the galaxy, even on the battlefield where Astarte is the main force, they can also fight in those secondary areas, Responsible for guarding supply lines or flanks. ”

"Sun Auxiliaries ......"

Kyle nodded, and seemed to acknowledge the power of the so-called Field Legion.

(Point out one point: the combat effectiveness of the Sun Auxiliary Army is far less evil than what is said in various encyclopedias, the so-called exchange of several Sun Auxiliary Army for one Astarte is more of a fallacy, the Sun Auxiliary Army accounts for a quarter to one-fifth of the entire mortal auxiliary army, they are not an invincible elite force, it can only be said that the empire can be the largest range, the most elite military organization.) ）

"So according to you, the Praetorian Guards up there are stronger armies?"

"No, it's completely different."

The war blacksmith shook his head.

"The Praetorian Guard and the so-called Field Legion are completely two worlds: the Praetorian Guard is not so much an army as a class, and all the members of this legion are the new class supported by His Excellency Morgan in the process of establishing the Far Eastern Frontier, and it is also the most core rentier class in the entire Far Eastern Frontier, and the name of each of their members will be recorded in the archives on the [Dawning Goddess], their equipment is in charge of a special casting world, and the training is led by Astarte, There are also special psionic units and Oglim troops, which will enjoy special privileges both during and after their deaths, and their descendants will also receive priority in the elections in Astarte. ”

"These Praetorian Guards are perfectly capable of fighting against powerful enemies, such as the Green Tide and even the Elves, who are the lords of the newly reclaimed world, or the high-ranking officials in the political system of the Far Eastern Frontier, even after they retire, these Janissaries are the interests that Lord Morgan relied on most in his rule over the Far Eastern Frontier, and they are the foundation of this vast state within a kingdom, and they are willing to do anything to protect it."

"As for the Empress's personal guards, they are the most terrifying force selected among the Praetorian Legions: to put it simply, each of the Empress's personal guards has to undergo a modified operation designed and improved by the genetic prototype herself, their weapons and equipment are completely in line with Astarte, and the training and education they receive are also in line with Astarte, and in the case of the Dawnbreaker's lack of troops, they are regarded as a force that can replace the Dawnbreaker."

"In fact, the vast majority of the Empress's personal guards are in the Astarte campaign, and all physical numbers can meet the standard, except for the unfortunate children who cannot adapt to the genetic seed of His Excellency Morgan, and they can be regarded as [semi-Astarte] after undergoing modification surgery."

"Except for a few special circumstances, this Empress's Guards have been operating with Her Excellency Morgan's main fleet, and many of them have been active on the Dawning Goddess for a long time, and even have a permanent room there, and they have been raised to have the same glory as the Dawnbreaker, and have always flaunted and demanded themselves with such glory."

"If I had to describe it......"

"The field corps is able to fight on the battlefield of the Astarte Corps, responsible for guarding the subsequent supply lines and flank lines, against the second line of troops against the enemy, but cannot invest in the front-line forces."

"The Praetorian Guard can fill the front as the main force on the front where Astarte feels scorched, and defend it, so that the Daybreakers can draw their strength and form more mobile forces: they can stand against the enemy's main forces, but not against the enemy's best forces."

"As for the Empress's guards?"

"They are mortal forces that can keep up with the rhythm of the Astartes, charge with the Daybreakers, in fact, they do it in almost every battle, basically what Astarte can do, can also do with a few more Empress guards, this army has enough courage and ability to fight to the death against the best forces of the enemy."

"This is the most straightforward difference."

“……”

"According to you, the power of these mortals is not to be underestimated: they can play a role on the battlefield that is even comparable to that of us Astartes?"

“…… Are you serious, Dantiok? ”

Dantiok smiled and followed the prestige, and he saw Kyle's face, and his friend clearly didn't believe his words: the war blacksmith patted Kyle on the shoulder and made a long-planned invitation.

"Kyle, if you're wondering......"

"Then why don't you fight alongside me on the next expedition?"

(End of chapter)