Stars for the good Warhammer

Dante's words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue.

I saw that he ignored the little mortal beside him who was arrogant and insignificant in his eyes.

Even though the other party was a representative selected by the high lord, it didn't make much difference in his eyes.

When he looked towards Acharo, the shield captain was also looking at him with a calm look, indicating that he was ready to listen.

On the other side, Otto was calmly watching the meeting. He was curious about how this meeting would develop, and what the Blood Angels would eventually do in front of these Terran envoys. choice.

But regardless of the outcome, he and Gray Wind were fully prepared.

In this way, after thinking for two seconds, it was not difficult to see from Dante's eyes that the other party seemed to have made up his mind.

"Two large-scale Chaos fleets launched an invasion of Haiwen more than a month ago. At that time, it was the Blood Angel fleet and the local combined navy of Haiwen that were responsible for local defense operations."

"The battle situation at that time was extremely unfavorable to us, but when the battle was at its fiercest, the Ashes Alliance's fleet appeared on the battlefield through a special jump method. With just one blow, it severely damaged the traitor's fleet, and Sinked the flagship of Chaos."

As Dante finished speaking, Achalo leaned forward, put one hand on the table, and then asked with a somewhat impatient expression.

"Then what happened next? Where did their fleet go after that?"

Facing the questioning of a forbidden soldier, under the solemn or malicious gazes of the envoys, Dante did not answer the question immediately. Instead, after a moment of pause, he turned to Achalo and asked. asked a question.

"I want to know what Terra's current thoughts are on the Ashes Alliance?"

Hearing the other party's question, Otto on the side couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

"The original body did not explain his views on the Ashes Alliance. He just wanted to know the other party's purpose and what they actually were."

Hmm. As expected of the Lord of the Limits, who is known for his rationality. Compared with madmen such as the Inquisitor, Robert Guilliman is indeed a being who can communicate with him normally.

Thinking of this, an idea that he had had for a long time resurfaced in Otto's mind.

And not long after Acharo's words fell, another somewhat annoying voice came from the venue.

"The High Lords and the Terran government will never allow any heretical forces to exist in the territory of the Empire. In the name of His Majesty the Emperor, threats like the Ash Alliance must be eliminated."

But before he finished speaking, as the true agent of the Emperor, Achalo was obviously disgusted by the attitude of the high lord's envoy.

"Watch what you say, mortal! You have no authority to speak for the Emperor."

In fact, not everyone in the Empire was happy about this since Robert Guilliman's awakening.

As the actual ruler of the Terran government, the Terran Council, composed of the high lords, had considerable dissatisfaction with the original body.

Especially when Guilliman proclaimed himself the Regent of the Empire and began the Indomitus Crusade, some high lords were constantly making small moves behind their backs.

For example, this time, in order to demonstrate the power of the Terran Council and restrict the behavior of the Primarch, before departure, those people specially forced one of their confidants into the investigation fleet that Guilliman personally ordered. among.

What is dramatic is that most of these restrictions are based on the regulations in the Codex Astartes written by Guilliman himself ten thousand years ago.

- Space Marines have no right to interfere in the politics of mortals and are expected to serve humanity.

I am afraid that Guilliman himself could not have imagined that the book he wrote would actually cause such huge resistance to him in the future.

However, under the political operation of the Primarch.

The good days of Terran politicians are almost over, but they know nothing about it.

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Soon, after having a basic idea of ​​the attitudes of the two forces, and after thinking for a while, Dante, who was sitting opposite the shield captain, began to answer the questions from Achalo.

"After the battle, they stayed in Haven for a while and sent out an invitation for dialogue. I responded and met their leader, the Lord of Ashes. .”

"One thing that can be determined at present is that they are a powerful civilization mainly composed of humans with extremely high-tech levels. We speculate that they may be the successors of the dark technological age, and those people are likely to be in galaxies outside the Milky Way. A strong country was built.”

“We have seen with our own eyes that the hyperspace engine possessed by the Ashes Alliance allows their fleet to move at super-light speeds across star fields without passing through subspace, and their energy weapons can even ignore void shields. protection.”

"Besides the Lord of Ashes, there is an alien called [Grey Wind]. It is a monster that I have never seen before. In my opinion, the Ashes Alliance is probably as old as the Necron."

Hearing the word monster, Otto could clearly feel someone's restlessness, obviously protesting against this.

On the other side, after listening to Dante's story, he seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, and saw a slight change in the expression on Achalo's face.

"So your judgment is that the Ashes Alliance is a huge threat to the empire. Is that correct?"

"I don't deny that."

Under the gaze of these messengers from Terra, Dante's attitude became hesitant for the first time.

"But compared to the currently known forces, the Ash Alliance does not seem to be too hostile to the Empire. The Ash Lord once claimed that they were willing to help the Empire and share some of the existing technology."

"I think this may also be a huge opportunity for the empire."

Regarding this statement, Acharo did not express his opinion immediately. He just looked at each other in silence with his colleagues in the imperial army beside him.

As the messengers of the original body, they knew that they had no right to make decisions. The only thing they really wanted to do was to convey everything they saw and heard back to Guilliman's ears.

However, someone at the scene didn’t seem to think so.

"You want the Empire to work with those guys?"

"Ridiculous! The Empire doesn't need their help at all."

"That's all those ugly heretics can do."

However, before the Terran noble finished speaking, a light flashed past that even the Imperial Guards present could hardly see clearly.

In the man's disbelieving look, the next second he saw a severed right ear suddenly falling on the table in front of him.