Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Do you know what a day in an expedition is like? Get up in the morning and do some Chaos morning exercises, then close your eyes while eating breakfast, swing your gun and casually shoot the Eldar bean sprouts, wrestle with the greenskins after lunch, fight with the dead in the afternoon to kill time, and then happily crush the Tau people on the way while taking a walk in the evening?

If you expect so, then congratulations on not becoming a marshal, so you don’t have to get up early in the morning to attend a lengthy work meeting, especially when you are still asleep.

Vito leaned on the armrest of the throne with a tired face. Most of the senior leaders of the expedition are here. Oh, Lancelot and others are not here. Of course, do you expect the angels of death to stay here and guarantee that the person who reads the long report will not be killed before the meeting ends?

So in order for the people who report to be able to walk out alive, and for everyone to not be covered in blood before breakfast, which would make the food taste bad, and for the cleaning servitors to not make the place even more messy, the only people who participated in the meeting were the mortal leaders of the expeditionary force.

The Navy's Commander-in-Chief Cole and Reina, their respective adjutants Anna and Yeta, as well as the commanders of the various legions of the Astra Militarum, the Sister of the Battle Sisters, and the representative captains of various fleet branches were all here, standing around to attend the meeting.

But among them, Vito, who was sitting on the throne, kept yawning. He almost didn't sleep all night last night, thanks to Lilith beside him. She "played" with Vito all night last night. She didn't need to sleep, and as a succubus, she was literally full of energy.

When morning came, when Vito stood up tremblingly from the bed, Lilith was still energetic and not even satisfied. If there was no meeting this morning, I'm afraid Vito would not be able to leave his bedroom door.

But now, even Lilith was leaning on the throne listlessly, dragging her chin, and the sleepiness that originally did not exist for her surged into her mind, causing Lilith to open her mouth and yawn continuously.

The same was true for Vito in the throne next to her. He supported his hands on Lilith's side, staring at his chin with his fists, and looked at Mr. Scolati, the duty chief of the fleet command, who was reporting in front of him with a dazed look. He was giving a speech incessantly, telling the long and extremely boring content.

Endless numbers, boring formulas, and all kinds of annoying tedious requests, all of which are "small problems" that have arisen during the time Vito has been away.

"In short, the War Council recommends that a new specialized unit be established as soon as possible to handle this matter. The relevant schedule has been reported. Please review it and approve it this morning, Marshal."

Scolati said and bowed elegantly. He took a few steps forward with a noble demeanor, stepped on the steps in front of the throne and handed the data board in his hand to Vito, who squeezed out a very tired smile and raised his weak hand to take the data board.

"I hope this is the last thing this morning. It's almost breakfast time now." "The last thing? No, no, this is just one of them. This is the next batch."

Scolati clapped his hands, and several administrative officials immediately pushed a cart on the side of the throne room behind him. In the dump truck of the hovercraft were scrolls, folders and data boards as high as a hill.

"If we keep going at this pace, we can have lunch in the afternoon." Skorati looked up at the hill on the cart, his fingers dancing quickly in it, and he came forward to start looking for something in it, and finally pulled something out with all his strength, and even called his men to help.

Vito looked at the people in front of him who were pulling carrots, and looked at the piled things with a look of astonishment. He leaned back and looked at the things in front of him, with a face as if he was dead. His hands were spread out weakly to one side. Lilith sighed and took the data board from him, and threw it on the pile of scrolls piled up like a hill beside the throne.

Skorati took the scroll and recited loudly. He had been doing this for two hours continuously, from making Vito feel bored to now collapsing.

What? Do you think that as the marshal of the expeditionary force, Vito's life is to fight Chaos today and kick the green skin tomorrow? By the way, crush the Titanium to death while taking a walk the day after tomorrow? No, no, no, that is only a small part of the happy part, and most of the time, it is like now.

Vito had to listen to endless reports, accept various requests and decide all the key matters of the entire expeditionary force. Even if the War Council Staff helped him share most of the tedious matters, these "important things that must be handled by the Marshal himself" were still as many as the guys on the planets that the greenskins had sown.

And more than that, in this short year of events, Vito had recaptured more than a dozen star systems with great ease, but now that the battle was over, the efficiency of the Ministry of Administration, which was so efficient that it made people want to commit suicide, had not yet allowed them to establish a new imperial government on these newly recaptured worlds, so all the big and small things on these planets now belonged to the expeditionary army.

As the saying goes, laughing when fighting, MMP after the battle, Vito began to sincerely regret why he agreed to Guilliman to lead the Indomitable Crusade in one direction alone. Compared with sitting here and listening to these endless reports, he would rather jump into Nurgle's pot.

Scolati cleared his throat and pulled out a scroll from the mountain of scrolls on the side. The mountain of scrolls on the side immediately shook and almost fell down directly.

He opened the scroll and recited eloquently, "The General Administration Department of Terra sent a message. According to the provisions of Article 19991 of the Imperial Code, Section 5012, the Administration Department and the tax collectors were sent to the newly recovered planet. According to the "Regulations on the Management of Planets Conquered" issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs and the "Interim Measures for the Governance of Imperial Planets" issued by the Ministry of Government, I ask your expeditionary force to earnestly implement the guiding spirit of the Terra Council, conscientiously complete the work of building believers of the national religion, and ensure that the planet True loyalty to Terra and the Emperor, and"

Lilith held her head to the side and forced her eyes to open, but finally closed them and fell to the side. She suddenly woke up when she almost fell off the armrest, but looking at Scolati in front of her, she immediately became confused again.

Others on both sides of the throne, including the fleet's supreme captain Cole and Reyna, secretly yawned. The young Anna exhausted all the energy to get up early and fell asleep leaning on Cole's shoulder. Anna's shoulder was leaning on Yeta who raised her head, and she kept snoring deeply.

Around Captain Cole, there were similar people. The generals of the Astra Militarum were sitting on the chairs around, yawning or falling asleep. Interestingly, the captains of the Imperial Navy were sleeping next to them. Okay, this is the most intimate moment since the separation of the Navy and the Army. Only the political commissars are still trying to open their eyes, and it can be seen that their eyelids are also protesting fiercely.

The Battle Sisters are also bored, but they seem to be in much better spirits. After all, they usually spend most of the day praying in the church and listening to the bishop's admonitions and hymns, so in terms of boredom, this meeting is not boring either. It was a bit excessive, but they also looked very bored. Some of them opened the Book of Holy Scriptures and read it, while others were braiding the hair of neighboring sisters.

The same goes for Vito. He could hardly open his eyes. He almost entered a trance-like state when he looked at Scolatti, who raised his head and opened the scroll and read aloud.

Lilith, who was beside him, leaned over. She moved closer to Vito and pressed the gun on her waist. "Can I kill him? Please, I would rather go to bed with Khorne than listen to him." Say a word."

Scolati said more than one word before he finished speaking, but he should really thank Vito for not dying today. The latter shook his head helplessly at Lilith and waved his hand, "No, we can't kill him for the time being, at least not Kill here."

"To sum up, the Ministry of Administrative Affairs requests the permission of the Marshal. The relevant tax officers will arrive at the fleet as soon as possible. Along with them, according to the new Terran Council, Regent Order No. 1002, according to the Chief Councilor of the Terran Lords Council, the Honorable and the Great The Immortal Guilliman signed it personally, and the first group of preachers and representatives will arrive in the near future."

"In accordance with Order No. 1002, Clauses 3 and 5, they will record the victory and history of the expeditionary force, and truly record the process of the Indomitable Expedition through images, poems, compositions, etc., and spread it throughout the ages. Please faithfully assisting them in their work, and in addition"

"Sorry to interrupt, Marshal, I have something to report."

A voice interrupted Scolatti's voice. Mr. Scolatti, the plenipotentiary representative of the Ministry of Government with a horned beard, looked to the side with dissatisfaction and looked at the person walking towards him, "Mr. Colonel, I am conducting an interview with the marshal. Report, if you want to speak, please come to the back.”

"No, Peter, please tell me, what's the matter?" Vito said overjoyed. He straightened up and finally someone appeared who could take him out of this devastating conversation. Vito quickly motioned for Peter to come forward. The latter also walked to the ground in front of the throne with his hands behind his back.

Scolatti stepped aside a few steps dissatisfied, and Peter stood in front of the throne and nodded to Vito, "Good morning, Marshal, and the Inquisitor."

"Please tell me, Peter, is there any news that can cheer us up?" Vito answered almost hurriedly, fearing that if he were slower, Scolatti would start reciting again, and Peter would also start reciting. He glanced at the representative from the Ministry of Government and cleared his throat with understanding.

"There was a serious commotion on the training deck this morning. Several Astartes entered the fighting cage training cabin. After that, a fierce quarrel broke out and several broken training servitors were thrown out of the inner cabin. I The brothers dare not train next to the angry angel of death."

"The officers are in agreement with me, so they came to seek the assistance of the marshal." Peter nodded and said, Scolatti frowned immediately. He took a step forward and approached the throne, "You are disturbing the marshal for such a trivial matter. ? You could go directly to the Astartes commanders and let them deal with it instead of bothering the marshal here to listen to my morning report!"

"Those Astartes are their Chapter Masters. How about I ask you to go down and have a chat with them? The prerequisite is that you use your "Ministry of Administrative Affairs accent" to annoy them and kill you."

Ha, if he goes down, he will definitely be chopped with an ax by Ragnar or split in half by Lancelot before he can say the bureaucratic nonsense of the Second Ministry of Government, and Vito plans to hit him later. Two more shots, then put him into the light spear, and shoot him out into a brilliant light in the Milky Way. That would probably be the most enjoyable thing he has done so far.

Vito had a smile on his lips. He sat on the throne and looked at the two people below. Peter raised his voice and shouted loudly. The tone he suddenly raised shocked Scolati. He was stunned for a moment, but Then Bian got angry and prepared to organize his words to reprimand the guy in front of him who dared to interrupt him and also embarrassed himself in front of the marshal.

But at this moment, Vito stood up. He stood in front of the throne and instantly suppressed the quarrel that was about to happen. He glanced at the annoyed Scolatti, and then turned to Peter, "Sounds like a problem. , Okay, I will go down and deal with it."

Peter nodded to Vito, who then turned around and prepared to step off the throne, but Scolati took a few steps forward with the scroll in his hand, "Wait, sir, you can't leave yet, these requests need to be made by someone." Just make a decision.”

Vito glanced at the pile of documents as high as a hill. After a moment of silence, he looked at Cole aside. The latter had just yawned when he was unprepared and was pulled over by Vito. Before he could react, he was pulled over. Vito pressed directly onto the throne.

Cole looked up at Vito in confusion, and the latter immediately raised his head and announced, "Cole will listen to your report for me. I authorize him to handle all requests from the Ministry of Government and all other requests from Terra on my behalf." ”

After Scolati was stunned for a moment, he looked at Bell and shrugged, "Great, let's continue. In addition to this car, there are three more car requests that need to be processed."

Cole was shocked after hearing this. Just as he was about to stand up angrily, Vito pushed him back. He looked at Cole with a sympathetic smile, then turned around and ran off the throne. As he passed by, he looked at Lily who was sitting on the armrest. Si winked.

The latter smiled slightly, stood up, jumped down, and ran away with Vito before Cole said anything. The latter leaned on the armrest and looked back, looking at the backs of the two people retreating in the distance and cursing. , "Vito! You gave it to me!"

Vito had already fled away at this moment. He ran away quickly, waved his hand there, and then took Lilith and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"Then General, let's get started." After saying this, Scolati reached out and pulled a scroll from the hands of the Ministry of Government official on the side. He raised his head and looked at the contents. "The state religion requires an inventory of all churches in the world of shrines. assets and relics, and the transfer is completed in accordance with the content of Article 1288 of the Imperial Code, and in accordance with the content of Volume 3, Article 8891 of the Ecclesiastical Code."

Cole let out a long sigh and collapsed in the throne. The captain held his forehead and sighed silently, "Ah, this old bastard."