Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 335 Placement, communication.

"Well done! Newborn Silver Blade!"

After the dust settled, the Great Mentor Urdas stretched out his hands and held on to Calvin who was opposite him.

Ignore the sparkling, creaking ceramite gauntlets, and you almost think that's a compliment.

But Calvin couldn't resist yet. After all, neither the soldiers behind him nor the court personnel watching were not far away.He could only stand there with a smile, using his own strength to bear the veteran's anger quietly.

"No, just call me Calvin. This is just a coincidence, there will be no next time." Calvin assured Urdas.

"Hmph...it's better to be like this." Urdas muttered angrily, but still changed the topic to normal work.

"How long can you stay?" the veteran asked Calvin.

"It's not long, Terra is waiting impatiently. I mainly accept some of the supplies I ordered before, and I'll leave after finishing the equipment." Calvin whispered to Urdas.

The latter looked at the honor guard around the Primarch with satisfaction, and was spontaneously opening up the defensive circle, ignoring the judge Phaethon's plea for help from the Urdas guards, pushing the former out of a very long distance.

"The training is good! I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and this group of stunned youths finally turned around. It's a bit like a guard."

Remembering the mistakes they made in the conscription on Terra, Uldas asked Calvin with a smile.

"Ha, don't mention this matter. They are also newcomers in this area, so they must be given some time to grow up?" Calvin smiled and shook his head, as if it was yesterday on Terra.

Gavins' mistakes with the guards at the time seemed to be right in front of his eyes and vividly remembered.

And the former is now far away in Orpheus, and has become a talent who can be alone.

"Oh yes, that Sutherland. I mean, did he make it through?" Calvin asked curiously.

Speaking of Terra, he had to recall Sir Sutherland who was confident in front of him.

Even the thin and stubborn figure in Lei Ying's back cabin appeared before his eyes again.

"He..." Urdas obviously had an impression of this young man.

"He is very good and excellent. I just don't know if he can still retain his previous memory after this hibernation."

"Understood." With Urdas' affirmation, Calvin concluded this memory.He just wanted to talk about some other matters, but Urdas brought the topic directly to the core.

"Take these recruits, they have been waiting for you for a long time." Urdas persuaded.

"What about you here? Will the pressure be too great?" Calvin didn't immediately agree.

From the perspective of legion building, he certainly wanted to bring this batch of recruits by his side to train them.

There is a difference between the soldiers of the legion and the training of traditional gray knights. After completing the basic spiritual law training here in Urdas, there is no need for them to continue the traditional training of gray knights;

Moreover, whether there is the will of the legion is also extremely important to the growth of the sons of Calvin.Without the former information and the underlying genetic stimulation, the Sons of Calvin would never be able to reach their theoretical growth limit.

"There are still five full squads here, plus those you left in Orpheus, enough." Urdas explained to Calvin.

With a standard ship-based squad of 20 people as a unit, five squads are enough to dominate and cover a complete theater, or support five scattered theaters dominated by other forces.

And as the direction of Orpheus gradually calmed down, Gavins and his gray knights were about to return.Counting them as a strategic reserve force, there are nearly two companies of Gray Knights stationed in this star field.

"In this way, it is indeed enough." Calvin affirmed.

This number of garrisons is enough to deal with all other events except for the super-large chaos invasion event.

Even if there is a super-large chaos invasion, this force can delay for a while and wait for the arrival of support.

"Then do this. You just want to let the fleet rest for a while. When these recruits wake up from dormancy, you will also lead the team away." The veteran made a decisive decision and settled the matter.

"Okay, then I'll revise the schedule." Calvin nodded and agreed to the matter.

At this time, Calvin was in an important position, and he had special significance to the legion.In order to avoid Chaos' sniping and killing him, the secret level of his actions is naturally extremely high.

But no matter how careful he is, the Grand Master of Guardian Shaper in front of him is definitely not the target of his defense.

After talking with the veteran about the source of troops, Calvin finally turned his attention to Judge Phaethon, who had never left the guard circle.

"The Devil's Tribunal, the high-ranking judge Phaethon, salute you! Your Excellency the Supreme Lord, the High Judge."

Seeing Calvin's gaze looking at her, the judge leaned over to salute the eagle and introduced himself loudly.

"Oh?"

As soon as Calvin thought about it, the guards who had been standing in front of the judge silently retreated to both sides.

Phaethon looked up and just saw the face of the Primarch, looking down at her with a half-smile because of her tendentious interpretation of the title.

When the other party called him, he neither added the prefix of the Imperial Senate before his name, nor did he follow his job as the Gray Knight and the Great Mentor of the Silver Blade.

This selective appellation itself has rich meanings and clear positions.

"I salute you too, loyal servant of the Throne."

Calvin's voice was steady, as if he didn't understand the meaning of her address.But in this case, no denial is recognition.

Another member of the metamorphosis faction?Calvin split a thread in his mind, thinking about the hidden communication between the two.

The latter’s appellation for Calvin actually represented the thoughts of a considerable number of people in the courtroom.

Most of the Inquisitors of this faction came from the Stormwind region, and they were Calvin's colleagues and subordinates in the Battle of Orpheus.

It was also during this battle that they noticed Calvin's characteristics and his extremely special status in the Holy Hammer Order.

(The height of the Primarch is iconic, and its influence on the warband in the cultivation of gene seeds is also irreplaceable.

In such a long time since Calvin appeared, the Inquisition had doubts about his speed of rise and frequent contacts with Mars.

But the appearance of this Gene Primarch is really too bizarre.Before the Emperor and the Throne Court officially recognize it, they have no room to intervene except to wait and see what happens.

And the Tribunal is also willing to accept the existing reality. After all, the rise of Calvin has strengthened the power of the Order of the Hammer, and the Gray Knights and the Order of the Hammer are themselves part of the Tribunal. )
In the context of the Antarctic Charter Conference, Calvin had just become High Lord at that time.

And these judges also responded to internal edicts, and were the first members of the trial court assembled under Calvin's command.

The battle of Orpheus and the war to recover the Hassan sector that followed were undoubtedly the best window for the Order of the Hammer to show Calvin to the outside world.

It was during this period that the local factions of the Inquisition in the Tempest Starfield had enough time to observe and participate in Calvin's work, so as to gain a sufficient understanding of him and the strange and mysterious Holy Hammer Order behind him and strategic trust.

Calvin's attitude and ability to learn about mortal politics, as well as his tough hand and determination to take responsibility, all made the Inquisition recognize him as a rare exception in the Astartes.

The non-corrosion characteristics that the Gray Knights have spent nearly ten thousand years building also made them excited.

Yes, in the lonely journey of fighting chaos, in an environment where everyone around us may fall.

The most basic education every judge receives is to doubt everything.

Doubt subordinates, colleagues, bosses, comrades in arms;
Everyone is untrustworthy, everyone can fall.

They were isolated in this suspicion, and they formed factions, large or small, either temporary or permanent, according to different purposes.

The warrior association of Astartes is not enough to describe the complexity of this structure, and the werewolf game handed down from ancient Terra pales in front of their complex multiple identities.

Don't they want someone they can absolutely trust?

"Eh..." Huge pressure fell instantly, and Faethon, who had witnessed the essence of human genetic technology, gritted his teeth and survived the war millet launched from the bottom of his body.

She walked around from the edge of sanity collapse, and after regaining her sanity, she became more firm in the vague speculation in her heart.

"What's the matter, sir?" Calvin asked.

"It's nothing, I just salute you on behalf of all the colleagues of the Tribunal stationed on Titan II." Phaeton replied.

The ancient Goget language was used invariably between the two, and it seemed that the conversation was not an ordinary conversation, but an audience with the monarch.

"It's okay, let's go back then."

"Follow the order."

Judge Phaethon finished the original Skyhawk salute, turned and left without saying anything more.

Calvin and Urdas looked at each other without any words to communicate.

Amidst the busy flow of servants carrying the sleeping Calvin's Son, two giants made of steel stood against the cold wind on the pale plain.

That burly and heavy body remained motionless, as if until the end of time...

　Update, take another leave.

　　I don't want to drop the quality, I've been through a lot, and my heart can't stand it, so the update will be later tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)