Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

The war in the occupied area ended here.

As the Soul Redeemer and the Star Labyrinth packed up, they began to return to Orps.

They must pass through the edge of Lyak, and the war is still in full swing at this moment.

There was a lively scene on the Revenant Redeemer before sailing into the subspace.

Calvin's return was not only a great encouragement to the new "Sons of the Legion", but the veterans also saw the hope of the chapter's development and sacred mission.

The members of the Honor Guard stood in the distance of the barracks, watching Yule and Gavins facing the crowd brought by Calvin, and there was no sound for a long time.

They were somewhat hesitant about their mission, and their position now seemed slightly awkward in front of the new sons of Calvin.

But the connection and assimilation of souls cannot be faked. After a few words with the two high-ranking legions, Calvin turned his attention to these veterans standing quietly in the corner.

The soul connection was silently established again, and Calvin's heart had grown a lot, and now he also had the weight and warmth of being an elder.

"Is everything good?"

"Ahem...it's pretty good."

Across the crowd, Calvin communicated with other personnel and talked with these champion swordsmen on the psychic channel.

Today's Honor Guard is no longer the twelve-man establishment it was when it was first established. Due to previous battle losses, there are only eight members including Gavins.

Three of them were killed in the battle, which Calvin witnessed with his own eyes; and the remaining one died while waiting for a long time in the battle of Orps.

The thoughts of the veterans had no intention of being hidden, and were clearly visible in Calvin's eyes;

And Calvin's ideas were not withheld from them, but were open to them in all directions.

"Don't worry about it. I have no right to make decisions about other veterans of the Chapter. But you and I will definitely come back, so be prepared. As soon as the war here is over, I will prepare the transformation ceremony for you when we return to Titan."

"Your will!"

The remaining seven champion swordsmen finally stopped worrying. Since they still want to follow in Calvin's footsteps, why would they be reluctant to give up the dignity of veterans and become a member of Calvin's sons?

Their Primarch had already made the choice for them, they just had to sit back and wait.

The champion swordsmen received a satisfactory reply and disappeared silently into the corner of the barracks.

Calvin also had to stop heading to the bridge. Following Tabers' prompt in the direction of the bridge, he turned and walked towards the flight deck.

Following his prompts, the leader of the Tauren Chapter, an ally who was behind the scenes and contributed a lot in this operation, is coming.

Calvin also had different feelings for this Astartes warrior who was considered a different kind of "immortal" in a sense.

Three thousand years passed by in Calvin's eyes, leaving no trace on his body.

But in the eyes of the Chapter Masters who trusted him and entrusted all their wealth to him, it may be a time that they cannot reach in their lifetime.

The wars of the Empire never cease, and neither do the battles faced by the Chapter.

Thousands of years are enough time to completely change a country, let alone an Astartes Chapter?

Without even thinking about the other war groups, Calvin already knew that the current high-level officials must not be the same ones as before.

And this orphan of the Iron Warrior, whose distinctive personality left a sufficient impression on Calvin, was the only old man that Calvin knew.

He must give this loyalist enough respect.

Whether it is for the sake of diplomacy between the two Chapters, or for the unchanging loyalty of this loyal ally over thousands of years.

All of the above are worthy of Calvin’s warmest response to Moloch.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing Calvin's familiar white clothes from a distance, Moloch's three-meter-tall bronze body, which had just stepped off the Storm Eagle gunboat, instantly quickened his pace and threw off the entourage behind him.

When he strode up to the taller Calvin and knelt down on one knee, his chief priest, Ivanus, had just walked down the gangway with the same shuffling steps.

"The Emperor's blessing!"

Under the helmet of Ivanus's white skull, his eyes widened in disbelief.

What did he see?

The leader of his own chapter, who was as burly as a god of war, actually met a big guy who was two heads taller than him and twice as big?

And there is still no armor, just the height of the body?

The figure of the leader of his own chapter, who is sitting on the bronze throne like a god for almost eternity, is kneeling down on one knee for others?

"The empire is dead?"

Ivanus, who no longer knew what day or night it was, couldn't stand it any longer. His taciturn but authoritative persona collapsed in an instant, and he asked the Gray Knight beside him in a voiceless voice.

"I-allow-you-the privilege of saying it again."

A cold and calm voice came from behind the Holy Shield Crusader helmet in front of Ivanus, and the crackling Heavenly Punishment stance halberd was slowly being grasped by the gray knight who greeted him.

It seemed like he would stab the ally in front of him in the next second.

Even if he is an ally who welcomes his original body back, he can only allow one chance to make a mistake!

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

Ivanus, who instantly gave in, no longer tried to maintain his external persona. The Gray Knights in front of him reminded him that these special Astartes were different from those he had seen before.

In front of these "compatriots" who were rumored to have extremely noble blood, his personality did not bring the usual benefits.

Moloch's huge body in the distance has been held up by Calvin's arms, and he is holding his hand towards the back of the crowd.

Ivanus, who was eager to catch up with the team, did not ask any more questions, but quickened his pace and merged into the large group of people.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Calvin took Moloch's hand and said sincerely.

This kind of words was complained and disliked by him countless times in the film and television works he saw in his previous life;

But when he actually sat in this position, he understood that if he wanted to express the deepest emotions in the simplest words, he really had no choice.

He didn't feel anything after three thousand years of persistence here, but just because he didn't feel anything, he felt even more indebted to these allies who had gone through a long wait.

"Um...is it hard, Your Highness?"

Moloch's memory of him still remained as he was, three thousand years ago, when he was unruffled and self-possessed, and was ready to kill him with his own hands.

This "half-immortal" doesn't feel much about the passage of time either:

When Calvin appeared again, apart from the relief that a promise he had made had been fulfilled, he only felt the same fear as when he saw his parents after taking an exam.

But the latter was obviously not as severe as he imagined. Now Calvin had an overall view and no longer needed to use force to establish authority.

Be it power or military might.

Today, whether he has an internal say in the imperial power system or has cultivated a number of allies in the Astartes Chapter;

This allows him to talk to any force on an equal footing with confidence.

Since Calvin, whose situation is gradually opening up, no longer has the need to confirm his status, he will not easily show his thunderous wrath to his allies.

"Hahahahaha... Come on, tell me about your development over the years!"

Reminded by Moloch's answer, Calvin laughed heartily as he thought of the classic dialogue during the military parade in his previous life.

Then without any explanation, he used his inhuman strength to pull the huge body of the tauren leader away.

In the latter's puzzled eyes, he led the crowd towards the depths of the Soul Redeemer...

The idea is quite interesting, friends who are interested can take a look.