Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Guilliman put his right hand behind his back and pressed it against his waist, making an arrogant gesture. Those unfamiliar with him might interpret this gesture as a provocation to Sanguinius.

But, actually it's not.

The reason why he did this was just to put his right hand behind his back and hold it tightly. He didn't want Sanguinius to see this, so he deliberately raised his head.

Guilliman's face was pale but rosy, with an abnormal blush on his cheeks, like a person who had been ill for a long time.

"That sentence......"

He spoke slowly.

"It hurts me, brother," Guilliman said. "Almost more painful than the sword Fulgrim stabbed me with."

Russ let out a sharp laugh, and his canine teeth poked out of his lips. Phoenix pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes and turned away. Angron glanced at him to make sure that his mood was okay before continuing to watch the show.

"But I told the truth, didn't I?"

The frown on Sanguinius's face is very heart-warming. He doesn't get angry often, and smiles most of the time. The Primarchs have long been accustomed to him appearing as a mediator, a glorious image that is widely loved by everyone.

However, he suddenly stopped smiling - and you will find that he can be so scary.

"No," Guilliman said forcefully. "No, that's not the case. I have never -"

"—never what?"

The Baer man took a step forward, his tone soft and slow.

The ups and downs of Gothic syllables made him sound like he was performing an opera. Gloomy thunder began to brew in the room, and He Shenyan watched all this with squinted eyes, his expression intriguing.

He has no intention of opening his mouth to solve all this yet.

"Have you never moved closer to him? If you say so, I'm afraid you are lying to us, Robert. In this matter, you have done it very much in his style, and I am sure he will be proud of you."

The man with the title Lord of Ultramar was almost crumbling at this time. He lowered his head and hunched over, as if he was about to fall.

And Sanguinius continues.

"It doesn't matter whether we admit it or not, we know and understand this. We all have part of him. Leon has his reason, which is not even affected by conscience. Magnus has his soul.

Talent and a thirst for knowledge...and you, Robert."

The Baers finally smiled, but not gently.

"You have a face similar to his, and you are a reflection of his beliefs and soul. Among us, you are the special one, Guilliman. He has the greatest expectations for you. So I think you will become

It’s natural to be like him.”

Khan remained silent, breathing steadily and long. It was not because he was still playing Mingzhe's way of protecting himself at this time, but because he could not find a suitable entry point to end this debate.

Sanguinius's performance shocked almost everyone - no one in the room had ever seen this side of him before.

Sanguinius has never been like this. He has always left his best side to his brothers, but now he looks like a mixture of Curze and Dorne, or a mixture that inherits the shortcomings.

"So I forgive you, Robert."

Sanguinius smiled and said: "I forgive you completely and any mistakes you may make in the future...Those who always use the banner of 'doing good for others' will never know how to stop.

.”

Russ elbowed Fulgrim and whispered belatedly: "He seems really angry, doesn't he?"

Fulgrim sighed and did not answer anything Russ said.

He Shenyan knocked on the table at the right time, bringing everyone's attention back to him. The crisp sound dispersed the gloomy thundercloud that was about to form.

"Can I say a word, Sanguinius?"

"Of course, Captain."

"Robert." The mage called his name. "Look at me."

Guilliman looked up with a pale face.

"What do you see?"

Guilliman looked at him blankly.

"What did you see?" He Shenyan repeated his question with a soft tone that was reminiscent of slowly falling feathers.

There was no answer, and Guilliman opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

Everyone could see that he had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't say a word.

Sanguinius's words completely destroyed his proud eloquence as a politician and turned him into a mute.

"Okay, then I'll ask and answer my own question. If you observe me with the naked eye, you can only get an impression of me. My face is pale and my body is thin and tall - other than that?"

He Shenyan continued his topic patiently.

"People who have had a little contact will start with my words and deeds, and their impressions will be updated here. They will think that I am a arrogant and arrogant person, always acting like I know everything, and always looking right.

Be confident in everything.”

"Then, they will change their impression of me step by step. In the eyes of a thousand people, I have a thousand different faces. I can be a savior, a hateful mage, a hero, a villain, etc.

I can be a madman or a wise man. I can be any role they need, but I can't be myself."

He pointedly said: "Showing your true self is shameful in the eyes of most people, so most people have learned to hide themselves and cater to the public. I refused at this step because I don't want to be a hero in the eyes of the world."

A defined person, I only do what I want to do.”

"So I slaughtered the aliens who wanted to invade my world, even children and women. I carried out brutal genocide on them, and I never explained why I did it. As it should be,

When I returned to the crowd, the aliens controlled the media and a public opinion crisis broke out against me."

"People think that I am an executioner and a bastard who slanders the earth. My existence is the original sin. I make the entire universe think that the people on earth are a cruel race. This is what they think and do, and the misunderstanding begins to get deeper and deeper.

, so I left them."

"To me, what the general public thinks means nothing."

He Shenyan said with a smile: "I know very well what kind of person I am, and their ideas are just bullshit to me, so I never explain."

"Sounds great, right?"

He burst into laughter, and the smile suddenly faded after a short two seconds.

"Anyone who really thinks that is an idiot - you can hide your thoughts from others, you can shroud yourself in mystery. But you can't ask others to trust you after you do that.

.”

"Do you know why Sanguinius is so angry?"

Guilliman shook his head with dull eyes.

"Because you betrayed his trust in you."

The mage said sharply.

"You could have had a better way to solve this matter. You could ask him, you could sidestep, you could bring little Horus directly to him. But you can't do it in advance without asking him.

He starts rehearsing his reactions in his head and makes stupid decisions on his own."

"The most important thing is that you have to ask him."

"How noble you act, thinking you're avoiding conflict—oh, well, what are you avoiding, Robert? You're avoiding nothing."

"And the reason why you have nothing to say and are speechless is because everything Sanguinius said is true. Isn't this just the standard emperor's style? In the name of doing your best, he made ten thousand

Something incomprehensible.”

"He could force Angron to watch his brothers and sisters die, even though he could have saved them all with the snap of a finger. If he did, I believe he would have criticized Angron so badly afterwards, saying

If you tell me that you failed to conquer your own world and I'm disappointed, the latter probably won't say anything."

"He could have asked you to burn down the Perfect City and let Lorgar's hard work be completely turned into ashes in the wind, but he was unwilling to explain to him - I hate religion. He could have solved these things in a long conversation

, but he doesn’t.”

"Why? Is it because he is stupid? I'm afraid not, because he thinks you can understand. He thinks you can always remain rational like him. You keep your head down and diligently search for the clues he dropped in the fields, and get a plausible answer.

The answer is never give up and keep working hard.”

"He's wrong."

"He also recognized this, and he even stated this view to you shortly after he recovered. When he asked you to make a decision, ask your brothers if they would like it, and you did not do so."

He Shenyan spread his hands: "So, from a certain point of view, this is your own fault, Robert."

The mage leaned back, yawned, and looked sleepy.

"I'm tired - so you can handle it yourself. If tomorrow's banquet is held as usual, just let me know. If not, there's no need. As for now... please forgive me."

He stood up and smiled: "I want to go fishing."

A few seconds after he walked out of the office, Ruth raised her hand: "I want to fish, too."