With permission, the door to the study was opened, and Wei Mu walked in with trepidation.

It was a quaintly decorated room, with bookcases made of solid wood and books filled with texts, as if it were a treasure trove of knowledge wandering among the stars.

The Lord of the Ultramarines was sitting at one of the tables, reading a book that was specially designed to be used by mortals with their massive primordial bodies.

It was only when they met for the first time that Killeman opened his mouth and said, "Enter the secret mode." ”

Then, a series of slight vibrations occurred in the room, completely cutting off communication with the outside world.

Good guy, this is a dismount for me, I will probably enjoy it later, Wei Mu thought.

But what Vimu feared didn't happen.

Killeman just said to him casually: "Red wine or tea?" ”

In a simple sentence, it shows that he is entertaining a guest, not a subordinate.

"I'd love to have a cup of coffee if I could." Wei Mu tried to say.

He felt that Killiman himself would be happier if someone could communicate with the Primordial as an equal, rather than treating him as some mythical figure.

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while, I'll go get ready."

Then, out of nowhere, Killiman pulled out an old hand-cranked coffee maker, put beans in it, and ground it there.

He seems to see it as a form of relaxation. Such a time is very rare for the only original body of the empire to return.

Vimus didn't bother Killiman, and if the Primordial wanted to ask him something, the other party just had to ask.

In his spare time, he glanced at Killiman's bookshelf and found an interesting book inside.

It is an anthology of the poems of Gutera Aurora, which is stored here as a cultural relic.

Wei Mu took it out of the bookshelf and flipped through it casually, feeling an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"You know those poems?" "They have been created since the beginning of human civilization, and they have a very ancient history. ”

"Well, because of the need to write, I used to know a little bit." Wei Mu replied casually.

"The Xuan room is seeking talents to visit the ministers, and Jia Shengcai is even more incoherent. Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, and don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods. Killiman said suddenly.

That was the verse on the page that Vimu had turned to.

The original body's eyes are too good, too.

"This poem is about an ancient monarch who recalled a degraded courtier in the name of seeking merit, and a certain scholar was full of wealth, and when the scholar was summoned to the court late at night with a belly full of statecraft, the monarch asked him about ghosts and gods." Killiman handed the brewed coffee to Wei Mu and continued.

Although there are some details problems, the meaning is very different.

"So Lord Regent is looking for me, do you want to ask the common people, or the ghosts?" Wei Mu asked after thanking him for his coffee.

"It's both." Killiman smiled helplessly, "You know, whether we subjectively admit it or not, that otherwise absurd god has become a part of us that we can't get rid of. ”

Especially when he remembered that he once believed in the truth of the empire so much, the Lord of the Ultramarines sighed at this.

After that, Vimu told Gilliman all about what he had done during these years.

Although Killeman had heard many times about the course of these events, the personal account of the person involved was a new perspective.

"That is, until the moment you made a move on the Great Devourer, you didn't realize that my father's power was on your side?" Killyman asked.

The original body was holding a huge wine glass in his hand, so big that Wei Mu estimated that he could put his face in it.

"That's right." Wei Mu nodded, "That guy in West Lego knows it, but he won't tell me, I suspect that he and the emperor are planning another bigger thing within the framework of my business." ”

In front of those top powers, Wei Mu is just a chess piece after all, but what this chess piece does is too jumpy and out of line, and it can help the chess player cover up many things.

"And what are you going to do next?" Killyman asked.

"Arrange for a formal alliance between humans and spirits." Wei Mu replied.

"Forming an alliance is not an easy thing to do, there are a lot of entanglements between us and their race that are difficult to sort out, and they are not worthy of full trust." Killeman said.

"But the Elves have reached a dead end, their plan to awaken the Grim Reaper in advance has gone bankrupt, and the last sword is hidden in Slaanesh's palace, if you want to kill Slaanesh, you must collect five swords, and if you want to collect five swords, you must break into Slaanesh's palace, without the help of external forces, this is an unsolvable paradox."

"In the same way, humanity is not the human race that can sweep the universe on its own during the Great Expedition, the Loyal Primordial has disappeared one after another, facing more and more enemies, and the opening of the Great Rift has almost destroyed half of the empire's territory, and we don't even have time to spare our hands to destroy the emerging Titanium Empire."

"Just because you have a strong relationship doesn't mean you can be a partner," Killeman said. ”

"But we can get some of that power." Vimu replied, "We, together with the Spirits, will assemble a network patrol team to move across the galaxy in an efficient manner, clearing the Chaos, Tyranid, and Greenskin threats from all directions. Anyway, these enemies are also to be fought in the face, and it doesn't matter if the Spirit Clan can't make a move, they just need to lead the way. ”

Vimu's idea struck a chord with Killiman's eyes.

"This is indeed a good idea, they are responsible for the opening and closing of the network and navigation, we provide power, but if the spirit clan in charge of navigation intends to do it, then the entire army may be led into a desperate situation......"

The pros and cons of the original carefully considered.

"If their family's precious brave man was responsible for leading the team, wouldn't this kind of deliberately leading the wrong way happen?" Wei Mu said.

"That's the key." Killiman nodded, "I've seen that kid, it's like he came out of a fairy tale, and it's completely different from ordinary spirits. ”

"But Link has just woken up from his long sleep, and his mind is blank, so you need to teach him more." Wei Mu said.

"Of course, I'll always have him with me during this time." "It's a feasible plan, but a lot of the details still have to be worked out." ”

Whether it is negotiating with the Spirit Clan or forming a new army, it is not something that can be completed in a short time.

"Don't ask me these questions, I'll have bad ideas on the sidelines." Wei Mu said.

"You've done enough, the Ultramarines think tank will take care of the rest." Kiriman said.

After some exchanges, he found that this young man's thinking is indeed unique, and maybe it can give him more inspiration.

"So what do you think of the Emperor?"

Then Killiman asked again.

(End of chapter)