"I've met Killiman and St. Giles for a long time, but you only know about my existence so far, and you can't blame me for this."

"Don't look at me like that, Ryan, you really can't blame me for this."

"I was going to call you to me and meet you like I did with Killiman, but you were in Karis one second, and you ran away the next."

The Emperor explained to Ryan and Chagatai.

Ryan listened silently.

Chagatai sat in silence with an expression that saw through everything but I didn't say anything.

"You can't blame me for this, blame you, Ryan."

"Besides, why do you have to see me? I'm fragile enough to accommodate a female psyker, and I can't do anything for you. ”

Hearing the emperor's self-justification, Chagatai lowered his eyebrows.

With just a few words, he could be sure that the emperor in front of him was indeed a very pure part of human nature.

Dumping the pot is such a thing that only mortals can do.

"Blame me, huh?" Ryan spread his hands, "Why are you sitting there fishing in my waking hallucinations and not saying anything, why can't you just raise your head and say a few clear words while fishing?" What's more, you didn't catch a single fish for half a day! ”

"Brother. What we see before us is the humanity of our father, not the collection of all the wills that we had 10,000 years ago. Chagatai said in a deep voice.

"That's right." The emperor pointed to the Chagatai with both hands and smiled.

Ryan nodded, and could only accept it.

"I actually appeared very early, probably nine hundred and eighty-nine years of the forty-first millennium."

"I saw the Lord of Tyrone as you know him when he was a pdf legion."

"I helped him get a genestealer patriarch."

Speaking of Qin Mo's matter, a smile appeared on the emperor's face.

He said a lot.

From controlling the guy named Grote to bring Vanessa to the Nest Fortress, to the conversation with Qin Mo a while ago.

Chagatai noticed that the Emperor's eyebrows fluttered when he said these things, especially when he talked about all kinds of interesting things in the Tyrone Star District.

He couldn't believe it.

The cold, majestic, cold-blooded monarch of 10,000 years ago, the humanity of that monarch turned out to be what it is now.

Perhaps if it weren't for the influence of other cold wills, the emperor would be like this.

In addition, Chagatai also realized that the humanity of this emperor and the relationship with the Lord of Tyrone were very good.

However, Chagatai knew he shouldn't have pointed it out in front of Ryan, so he didn't say anything.

As the emperor spoke, Chagatai's thoughts drifted away.

The praise of Tyrone in his ears reminded Chagatai of Makado's attitude towards the Primordial Body.

More than the emperor, he thinks that the original body is a tool.

They even think that the original body is defective, because their emotions make them not a good tool to come and go.

Machado had never expressed his opinion on any of the primordials, but Chagatai could tell.

Even Chagatai can see one thing, that is, Makado is actually more like a human than the emperor, even if Machado has a bad attitude towards the primordials, but if everything goes well and the mission of the primordials is over, Machado will not kill all the primordials, he will find a place to place the primordials, and then monitor.

Even after he and the emperor returned everything to mortals, they would stay with the original body.

It's called affection.

"Also, about the expedition to the Eye of Fear......"

"The Empire needs you, Chagatai."

As Chagatai's thoughts drifted further and further away from the current father-son conversation, the Emperor suddenly called out to him, pulling his thoughts back to the command deck of Glory of Macurag.

"What did you say?" Chagatai asked.

"The Empire needs you." The Emperor repeated, "Although you and your heirs do not have a high sense of existence, I know what you are good at, you are not only good at blitzkrieg, but also good at fleet warfare. ”

Hearing this, Chagatai's eyes narrowed slightly, surprised that the emperor was so clear about the characteristics of the white scar.

White Scars, whether it is a legion or a warband, their characteristics seem to outsiders to like to ride a motorcycle to fight blitzkrieg.

But White Scar also has a specialty, and that is fleet warfare.

In fleet battles, the ships of the White Scar will quickly defeat the enemy with extremely fast response speed and changeable strategies and tactics.

"I thought we were a bunch of space troopers in your eyes." Chagatai laughed.

"So what are you waiting for. Hurry back to your warband, organize your fleet, and hurry up to participate in the preparations for the expedition to the Eye of Fear, fortunately fast is what you are good at. "Emperor Road.

"Yes."

Say it fast, say it fast.

Without saying a word, Chagatai stood up and saluted, turned away from the command deck of the Makulag, and set off for the fleet without even a second.

"You do what you have to do." The Emperor looked at Killiman.

Kiriman got up and left the command deck.

At this point, only the Emperor's humanity and Ryan were left on the huge command deck.

"Lane ......"

The Emperor called softly.

Ryan listened.

But the emperor did not continue to speak.

His expression looked odd.

At this moment, there seemed to be a thousand words to tell, but it seemed that he was just making a meaningless expression.

There seems to be a lot of hesitation between the eyebrows and eyes, and there seems to be only indifference.

Eventually, the emperor spoke with great difficulty.

Bitter words squeezed out of his throat and into Ryan's ears one by one, sounding like ethereal babbles.

"I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" Ryan was stunned for a moment, "You said it so hard, I thought you wanted me to kill all the traitors in the Eye of Fear alone." ”

"Haha." The emperor smiled awkwardly to hide his embarrassment.

Ryan didn't know what was going on, but he could probably figure out why his father apologized.

Apparently apologizing for what happened 10,000 years ago, for the honors that were not awarded, for the secrets that were too heavy.

"As for your opinion of Tyrone......" the Emperor spoke again, "I hope you don't think about these things and focus on your duty, which is to lead the Imperial army to win the battle. ”

"Okay." Ryan didn't hesitate to say yes.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, he thought that Ryan would fight with him for a long time......

"I think those things are because no one thinks about them for me, but now that you and Kiliman, Chagatai, you all think that the problem of the Tyrone Star Region is not a problem, then I have nothing to worry about."

"I'm the commander of the empire now, I'll just do my part."

"I always am, just fighting for your will, and now I just need a clear opinion from you."

Ryan grabbed his helmet, got up from his seat, and got down on one knee.

Looking at Ryan, the emperor nodded movingly, and reached out to gently caress Ryan's face.

"Go, get ready, we're going to have the greatest expedition ever."

"The wounds of the real universe, the wounds eroded by subspace, will be stitched together forever."

(End of chapter)