"Generally speaking, people who think they are well governed, often have hidden dangers under their command."

"It's like those who behave calmly and steadily on weekdays, but in fact, there will be some unsavory hobbies in private: after all, emotions always need an outlet, and the better they disguise themselves on the surface, the more they will gradually expand behind the scenes."

“…… Mother is right......"

As she watched a whole group of decorated and battle-hardened Dawnbreaker veterans creep past the edge of the corridor like thieves, these two words popped into Virgo's mind.

Especially when she found out that the leader of this group of gentlemen was actually the well-known Praetorian Guard Ranner, Virgo only felt that her worldview had collapsed: her impression of the Praetorian Guard was a warrior who was so tenacious that he would not take a step back on any battlefield, you can look at the current Rana, his expression was so nervous that he was like a death guard who was secretly learning psionic spells.

And what kept Lana and the whole dozen Terra veterans behind him in the middle as if they were the enemy: if you look closely, even if you just put a mediocre bench in any park or corner, it will not make others more suspicious.

……

The original leaned back in her chair, and she thought for a moment.

[Why didn't I find out that Dantiok actually had this talent before: obviously when he concealed his troops in front of me, he didn't perform very well. 】

Then, the Lord of Avalon's finger reached for the papers, and she was about to dispose of the ones that didn't need much thought, before focusing on the last few documents, with the red seal on the top of them, symbolizing the importance of the seal.

"It's in our favor."

[What a clever idea, if they are forced to betray, the loyalty of these Olympian loyalists is unshakable, but if a better choice is given, then these mortal officers who are not a few years away from retirement will naturally be shaken: many times, loyalty is only due to the lack of a reason. 】

[So, I set up a military tribunal and a well-established legal system in Avalon.] 】

"That's true."

The original body picked up the document and watched the battle-hardened names on it: the wealth that had belonged to Perturabo was now in her pocket.

[In other words, as expected by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they are sure to reach into the interior of the Seleucid Cuirassier: the proud auxiliary legion of my Olympian brothers, who have only been in existence for a few years.] 】

The Primitives picked them up and read them quite carefully, revealing that the main thrust of the questions was directed to the expedition: more specifically, to Perturabo's Fourth Legion, including the Iron Warriors, and their auxiliaries.

She was keen to collect the original documents that had been approved by Morgan and the copies that had been handed over, as well as the many drafts that recorded the Spider Queen's spontaneous hair: these were the things that were truly collectible, not like the Dawnbreaker who stuffed everything into his home.

"He made a clever suggestion to the commanders of the Seleucid cuirassiers and the veterans who had fought alongside his battalion: he could apply to His Excellency Perturabo for an auxiliary army to accompany him to the Far East, so that these veterans could take the opportunity to escape the increasingly brutal prospects of war in the Fourth Legion and allow them to survive the last years of their service in peace, and as to whether they would choose to stay in the Far East or return to Olympia after their retirement, His Excellency Dantioc said that he would not interfere."

Morgan is not surprised at all, after all, with the continuous progress of the Great Expedition, the scattered and powerful genetic primitives have become more and more warlords and even warlords, and many of the primordials have begun to establish although they are not as good as the Far Eastern Frontier or the Five Hundred Worlds, but they are still beginning to take shape, and they are completely subordinate to their own sphere of influence, so it is normal for the existence of such an existence as a family, a knight or a private soldier under the command of these warlords.

For example, the Koth Supreme Guard of the Ultramarines, the Barbaros Squires of the Death Guard, the Spire Guards of the Thousand Sons, the Ksonia Headhunters of the Shadowmoon Wolves: and, of course, the Invit Phalanx of the Imperial Fist, who are now following Dorne's forces in battle at the forefront of the Kraken Abyss.

[Playing for Dantiok's camp is equivalent to playing for the Iron Warriors and Peturabo, so you don't have to worry about loyalty in your own heart: a just right way, huh?] 】

[Tell Dantiok that the Far Eastern Frontier does intend to further strengthen its military cooperation with the Iron Warriors, and I will personally finalize this issue with Pertulabo.] 】

[Aniah, based on your observations, what do you think of the combat qualities of these Salamas-born Iron Warrior recruits under Dantiok's command, as well as their sense of belonging to the Fourth Legion? 】

The Lord of Avalon originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to gather a group of mortal warriors who were good at frontal attrition and offensive battles, so as to fill the shortcomings of the auxiliary army under his command, but she never imagined that such a digging move would actually dig into the core power of Peturabo's command in one go.

……

The fetishes of her group of cheap cousins are getting weirder and weirder.

[But it can't be helped: the benefits are too great, and this has unimaginable benefits.] 】

[In a few more years, when the remaining veterans of the Fourth Legion are exhausted, when the entire Legion has a long-standing grudge against Perturabo, when those Iron Warriors of the Salamas descent have formed their own heritage and a sense of belonging to the entire Far Eastern Frontier. 】

"According to him, he can attract at least a few dozen mid-level officers, more than three hundred low-level officers, and five times as many veterans, and he guarantees that these people are the elite who have survived at least five battles under the command of the Iron Warriors, but their total number is only the tip of the iceberg compared to the entire Seleucid Cuirass, so His Excellency Peturabo will definitely not care."

[That's right, that's it.] 】

Before pushing the door open, she also made a point to confirm the neatness and integrity of the written documents again, after all, they were about to enter Virgo's private collection cabinet: unlike the Dawnbreaker, as the daughter of the original body who could get close to Morgan at any time, Virgo's collection was naturally more elegant.

What's more, this success didn't stop the Spider Empress from resting on her laurels, as she continued to work hard to expand her forces, the most important of which was not limited to digging up capable mortal officers and veterans from other legions, primarily the Iron Warriors.

Five fingers together, grabbing the document out of the folds, Morgan laughed, the Spider Queen's true nature was revealed at this moment.

[If he becomes something else, I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to it.] 】

The Spider Empress did not perch on her silver and white throne as usual, but placed two tables and chairs in the corner, with her back against the ethereal Milky Way, bent over, crossed legs, and arms resting on the table, holding her jaw, and just quietly fell into deep thought.

"In particular, the execution of mortal officers who had been disadvantaged by the battle of His Excellency Perturabo seems to have had a tremendous impact on these recruits: they certainly have a greater sense of belonging to the Far Eastern frontier than they do to Olympia."

Virgo tilted her head as she watched the escort slowly disappear into the shadows in the distance, and she knew where they were going: the Dawnbreakers had set aside a room inside the Dawn for the collectibles, and she knew that the serial numbers used to mark the collections had reached four digits.

Virgo points to another document.

"If only in terms of military quality, I think that the fourteenth battalion of His Excellency Dantioc is superior to any of the large battalions of the Fourth Legion: even the first battalion cannot defeat the troops of His Excellency Dantiok head-on with the same number of men."

Morgan doesn't look in good shape.

…… I don't understand.

[So, if Perturabo still doesn't suit my heart by then: then whether it is for these Iron Warriors to return to the Fourth Legion and carry out an internal change with absolute superiority, such as the Fourth Legion becoming a force actually under my control, or simply pulling up a new Legion of Iron Warriors in the Far East, which belongs to me, is just a matter of turning the palm of my hand. 】

Morgan shrugged his shoulders.

[If Perturabo can meet the standards in my heart at that time and is a worthy partner to work with, then I don't mind letting his Iron Warrior Nirvana be reborn, but if he is still unqualified: Aniah, although the Astartes have an almost innate loyalty and worship for their genetic primordials, this worship is never infinite, and if the primordial oppression is too deep, then he will naturally be greeted by the resistance of his heirs. 】

[Then invite them to come.] 】

Morgan's heirs thought they were well hidden, but in reality, how could a room large enough to house the War Dog Titan escape the eyes of the Original?

It was nothing more than the Lord of Avalon once again turning a compassionate blind eye to the strange daily activities of her heir: Virgo shook her head again at this thought, and after confirming that the document in her arms was still correct, she turned her head and walked to the throne room.

Although the Sun Auxiliary Army, which is the official standard, has nothing to say in all aspects, it is more convenient and convenient to use it by oneself on the rapidly changing battlefield: especially those legions that need to do dirty work from time to time.

They have wronged him. 】

She spoke directly.

[That's ......]

[When I can. 】

“……”

[While my brother Perturabo used all means to squeeze out his poor home planet Olympia and recruit wave after wave of Astartes and mortal auxiliaries who were not as good as before, I used a better supply of soldiers in the Far East to create a fourth legion that was better in quality. 】

"Mainly, Lord Dantiok."

[After all, in the previous fortress world alone, he had dropped twenty times the casualty figure, and by the way, he had also shot at least forty mortal officers who were unfavorable in battle. 】

"Understood."

[Let me see ......]

[Johnson is still the same Johnson, it only took him a few minutes to tear up the filter in my heart, and it seems that this galaxy has not made him improve at all: but then again, it is this Johnson who can make me feel familiar and relieved, and it is the Caliban brother who remains in my heart. 】

Virgo quietly reminds her mother.

[Generally speaking, this is very rare, but, who called my brother talented?] I would not be surprised if the Fourth Legion could one day be unbearable to raise a flag against him. 】

Morgan shook his head.

The original body smiled, her expression of pleasure when a thief had his hands on it.

At this point, the original light hum turned into a chuckle.

Virgo nodded, she was also quite surprised by the document.

Thinking of this, Virgo, who had taken the lead in the sense of superiority, happily narrowed her eyes and walked into the throne room.

Morgan snorted.

"As for the sense of belonging, these Sallamas recruits were excited when the expedition began, but since they toured the Iron Blood and witnessed the Iron Warriors' series of battles in the Kraken Abyss, there hasn't been much excitement among them."

"Many of the Salamas recruits began to find excuses to stay on the Dawnbreaker's ships, usually in the name of His Excellency Dantiok, and only a few took the initiative to participate in the Iron Warriors' military activities in those fortress worlds, and those who survived returned to the Dawnbreakers' ships."

As for the reason for the scene in front of her, the eldest daughter of the original body didn't even bother to think about it: according to her understanding of the Dawnbreakers, it was nothing more than that this object had some connection with her mother, maybe Morgan sat on it and rested for a while, and talked to someone for a while, and then this ordinary thing became an important item in the eyes of the Dawnbreakers.

"Lord Dantiok is not only talking about the mortal auxiliaries, he is also talking about the Seventy-seventh Battalion of Kylvallen, the same force he has repeatedly mentioned to you before: this war blacksmith and his old fellows have been persuaded by Lord Dantiok that they are willing to go to the Far Eastern Frontier [to try]."

“…… Benefit? ”

"Didn't the conversation with that Caliban go well, Mother?"

The original grinned, she had always been happy with this kind of thing.

After all, the Seleucid Breastguards were the Iron Warriors' exclusive Sun Auxiliaries: the elite of these Sun Auxiliaries stood out from countless battle brothers because of their origins or past honors, and were honored to fight alongside the Astarte Legion.

While the various legions were still trying to expand their military power, the Spider Queen had established a war system with her Dawnbreaker Legion as the core, including a vast sea of mortal auxiliary troops, several knight families and even the Titan Legion.

And the Dawnbreaker Legion, which has always featured its powerful mortal auxiliary troops, is at the forefront in this regard: in the field legions of the Far Eastern Frontier alone, there are several combat units that can be qualified for this kind of [Allied Auxiliary] position, such as the Night's Watch of Salamas stationed in the Salamas Star Zone, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Cavalry Regiment stationed in the Aegis Star Zone, and the Northern Chasseurs stationed in Gulgrad, not to mention the Avalon Praetorian Guard and the Empress Guards above them.

Virgo touched the corner of her eye, and after scanning it, she confirmed that it was really an ordinary bench, but after its material and construction were the first, she could only leave such a sigh.

[After all, the alliance is always a two-sided matter, but the power is one-sided: if I can have my own Iron Warrior Legion belonging to the Far Eastern Frontier, then why do I need an Iron Warrior ally?] 】

The Seleucid cuirassers, all Olympians, were almost unshakable in their loyalty to the Lord of Olympia: Morgan could not imagine the tremendous pressure that could have caused these veterans to retreat.

"Speaking of which, many of these mortal officers and veterans who were moved by His Excellency Dantiok's words were involved in that battle and witnessed the execution with their own eyes: this may have been the straw that broke the camel's back."

"And, Mother, about this ......"

[How many people can Dantiok pull?] 】

"Those Iron Warrior recruits recruited in the Salamas Star Zone are much better than the Iron Warrior recruits recruited in Olympia in terms of quality and mentality, and they are even better than many Iron Warrior veterans: after all, these so-called veterans may not have been fighting as long as the recruits."

[You know, only the Iron Warriors who belong entirely to the Far East will not hesitate to face any enemy with me: even if this enemy will be the Empire or another Iron Warrior, even if they will become my legion, just like the Nineteenth Legion is to Horus, who can stipulate that a primordial can only have one Astor Legion?] 】

[Of course I know this: Dantiok has never been able to fool me.] 】

[Moreover, I personally prefer the latter.] 】

Morgan smiled.

Virgo placed all the papers in her arms on Morgan's desk, knowing that her mother, no matter how bad her mood was, would not shirk her obligations: rather, the Lord of Avalon had forced herself to develop the acquired skill of being able to handle official duties anytime and anywhere, and her brain was the most powerful heart of the Void Leviathan of the Far Eastern Frontier.

This group of panicked momboys has maintained this habit for at least twenty years, and Rana is a leading figure in it: ever since the traditional archaeological society of the Legion of Daybreakers suffered a humiliating defeat in an important operation, the Praetorian Guard has insisted on leading the team himself and taking care of it himself.

[I naturally: I can ask for more!] 】

[The world always says that my brother Otrama is ambitious. 】

[War Blacksmith? I have, a recruit for the Iron Warriors? I have it too, as for the Seleucid Cuirassier? I can have the same: I can even have more and better. 】

A hundred years after the Great Expedition, more and more of these [Allied Auxiliaries] units have been formed by various legions, although their scale is not particularly large, but the tendency of the Primordials to try to replace the regular Solar Auxiliaries with these [private forces] is already very obvious.

The original licked his lips excitedly.

"Mother. The mortal officers and veterans of the auxiliaries are nothing, but do we really want to invite another battalion of Iron Warriors to Avalon: after all, we all know that Dantiok's troops are definitely more than six thousand, and if we recruit another battalion, their numbers will really get out of control. ”

Of course he wouldn't care. 】

Morgan shook her head, her voice indistinguishable from mockery or emotion.

Virgo did not hesitate.

What's even more ridiculous is that there are more than 50,000 people in the entire Second Legion, and more than 10,000 veterans who have come out of Terra, and no one has any objection to this strange behavior: collecting everything that the original has come into contact with in the outside world is like some unwritten law, which has always been strictly observed.

[It's a disaster.] 】

After hearing this, unlike Morgan's relaxation, the delicate face of the Virgo standing next to her showed a rare trace of sadness, and the daughter of the original body obviously thought of a very serious question.

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[How can a person who does not even dare to think about his own second, third, or even more Astarte legions, or even his own empire, his own galaxy and the Great Expedition, can be regarded as ambitious? 】

(End of chapter)