Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 650 06.649: "City of Glory, Macragge"

Macragge, the home planet of the Ultramarines, is undoubtedly a shining example of the Imperial civilization and the sacred place where the Primarch Robouti Guilliman was born.

It is located in the Ultramar sector of the Ultima galaxy. With a population of only 400 million, it has a production capacity four times that of a hive planet with a population of 10 billion. This statistic is truly amazing.

Such a huge production capacity is entirely at the service of the Ultramarines Chapter, because Macragge is not only a civilized world, but also a super tax-free Chapter world.

Macragge has an extremely large starport, the core of which is a towering star fortress.

Horatio stood three thousand kilometers away and looked at it, and the star fortress still looked extremely huge.

Since there is no need to consider movement, the size of this permanent space fortification is even larger than the Phalanx Fortress Monastery.

Thirteen dome bridges extend outward from the star fortress, connecting to a large-scale rail dock.

There are thousands of ships of various types docked in the dock, ranging from majestic battle barges to privately owned short-range interstellar cruisers.

Here, one can see the prosperity and enlightened will of the empire's richest world.

Horatio watched all this intently, secretly comparing it with Abyss Port in his mind. Abyss Port had a prosperous trade and a large cargo throughput, but the surface was far from being as prosperous.

The Epic slowly sailed into the star port. From the moment it entered, a brilliant golden-red light shone down from the top of the star fortress, like a bright lamp, always guiding the direction of its docking.

The light was bright and dazzling, like a burning flame.

"Welcome to Macragge, brave citizen knight, Lord Cochrane."

[Citizen Knight...? Lord?]
The moment Horatio stepped off the ship from the docking station and onto the ground of the starport, he was greeted with thunderous cheers.

"Welcome the triumphant heroes of the empire!!"

Three companies of Ultramarines and countless Ultramar auxiliary army formations were seen neatly arranged in the square.

The endless blue ocean erupted with loud cheers, like a raging tsunami.

"Welcome to Macragge, Citizen Lieutenant Colonel."

Right below the docking station, a tall blue giant with a dashing smile on his face looked up at Horatio on the docking station, opened his strong and powerful arms, and expressed his welcome in a heroic manner.

However, Horatio always felt that there was a hint of arrogance in this smile that deserved a beating.

Yes, there are only a few people in the entire empire who possess such arrogance.

The man who came to pick up the ship was none other than Catosicarius, Captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines, Grand Duke of the House of Talasar, Champion of the Knights of Macragge, High Lord of Ultramar, and Master of the March of Five Hundred Worlds.

He used the traditional Macragge title. After all, this was the origin of the term "imperial citizen". This style of title had the charm of the Roman Republic and a bit of the shadow of the Augustan period. It was very similar to Rome when Octavian rose to power in the early days of the empire.

"I didn't expect you to come to greet me in person, sir. I'm really flattered." Horatio pretended to be excited, his voice trembling slightly.

[Let Sicarius take over the ship. Is Lord Calgar, the current Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, so generous to the hero of the Empire?] Horatio thought to himself.

"Your achievements are awe-inspiring. You sank two battleships, one of which was even the pride of the alien fleet. And... half of the large ship anchorage."

The knight raised his heroic brows slightly and continued, "To be honest, you did a really good job. At least..."

He paused for a moment, then continued in a tactful tone: "Among the mortals I have ever met, he deserves such praise."

The arrogant knight commented.

In the eyes of others, Sicarius's words "really good" were the highest praise he could give.

Comment again? It would be rude to comment again!

"It is my life's honor to have your recognition, sir. I just didn't expect that you would prepare such a grand ceremony." Horatio responded humbly, bowed slightly to show respect, and praised Sicarius.

He knew that this young and energetic noble knight would only respond to soft words and not hard ones, so if he wanted to win his favor, he would have to flatter him!
"Me?" Sicarius smiled and then shook his head. "This is Lord Calgar's arrangement. Thank the Lord of the Ultramarines for bestowing you this honor."

His brown eyes stared into Horatio’s and he said seriously, “Lord Calgar wishes to honor all the heroes of the Second Damocles Gulf Expedition, hoping to inspire more people to become heroes.

Samuel Hood and Rear Admiral Edward Peru are representatives of the Imperial Navy, and you, young hero, are the special guest and there will be a special ceremony dedicated to you. You and all the officers and soldiers on board will participate in this grand ceremony. "

"It's my honor." Horatio's eyes sparkled, and he seemed unable to hide his excitement. In fact, he was glad that the gene seed had not been discovered.
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Today in Macragge, the sun is particularly bright, shining on the earth, bringing brightness and warmth.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The cannons blasted one after another, blooming in the sky, emitting bursts of colorful smoke, making the whole atmosphere particularly warm.

Surrounded by girls wearing flower crowns, Horatio, wearing golden muscle armor, had half of his face painted Macragge blue and the other half painted red.

This is different from the simple red color in the past. In major festivals of Macragge, Macragge blue and red are used side by side, which is a more noble and solemn color combination, representing a higher status and meritorious position. This rule was established when Robert Guilliman was alive to reward the great warrior Hill for his outstanding contribution.

It is said that Sicarius used Hill's gene seed, which made him highly appreciated and reused by Robert Guilliman after he awakened.

In short, it will never be wrong to have a harmonious relationship with a potential stock like Sicarius. He may very well be the successor of the Ultramarines after Calgar.

Although it may not be easy to have a good relationship with Long Aotian, it may be surprisingly simple if you cater to his preferences and give him a full sense of honor.

[Hush, is this really Hill's gene-seed, and not the Emperor's Children's gene-seed?] Horatio complained in his mind.

Horatio reached out to hold the Roman dagger at his waist, and stepped steadily into the carriage made of gold and mahogany, wearing rattan sandals with golden greaves.

Although Horatio had participated in two small triumphal parades before, the feeling this time was completely different.

This is Macragge, the homeworld of the Ultramarines, the sacred place where the Primarch Robouti Guilliman was conceived.

Citizens wearing wreaths on their heads stood on both sides of the road.

These men and women had warm smiles on their faces and waved bright and beautiful flowers in their hands.

The buildings on both sides are tall and majestic Romanesque style, but they are taller and more magnificent than ordinary Roman buildings, and are full of unique 40K characteristics.

Horatio looked at the scene before him, and in a trance, he seemed as if he had really become a great conqueror, standing on the streets of ancient Rome, receiving cheers from the huge crowds of people.

In comparison, the triumphal ceremonies he had attended were like children's role-playing, which was interesting but lacked soul and charm.

And at this moment, he was actually standing on the stone floor of Macragge, enjoying the flowers and praises.

In front of him was a path-clearing guard of 13 Ultramarines of the Ever-Victorious Army. These gorgeous blue-gold giants marched in neat and powerful steps. Behind them followed 50 fully-armed Ultramarines, standing tall and majestic.

Further back, there were more Ultramar Auxiliary Army soldiers, with the queue stretching for several kilometers, like a long winding blue dragon.

On both sides of the road, every 10 meters there stood a triumphal soldier holding a shield.

They held distinctive power halberds in their hands, wore steel helmets of the early Roman Empire style, had standard power daggers on their waists, and stood straight, like sculptures.

The other officers on the Epic also enjoyed the treatment of winners. They each rode in a special carriage and were placed in the middle of the queue. They moved forward slowly in batches to ensure that each batch would receive a warm welcome from the people of Macragge.

"I have a question, Lord Sicarius." Horatio turned his head and looked at Sicarius standing next to him, and asked, "Can everyone enjoy this treatment?"

"No." Sicarius answered simply and straightforwardly, "Besides me, there is only you. I have already enjoyed it some time ago. This is what Lord Calgar carefully prepared for you.

He keeps an eye on the heroes on the battlefield, including you behind enemy lines.

The Gothic Fleet praised you highly, although I suspect that some of the praise is the usual exaggeration of the Ministry of Military Affairs, but you also know that the Empire needs mortal heroes, and you are the mortal hero that people need. "

[He is still diss me!]
Horatio secretly complained in his heart, and even felt that there was a hint of resentment in Sicarius' tone.

He couldn't help but start to wonder if his performance during the previous interview was not low-key enough, which attracted Sicarius's attention and disgust.

[Well, it must be because the article is too long. I am listed behind Sicarius, which means I am stealing his limelight.]
"So, what is the focus of our destination, Lord Sicarius?" Horatio gathered his thoughts and changed the subject.

"It's the great and sacred Triumphal Victory Square! It's an important place used for victory parades since the time of our Gene Father. It's unique in the entire galaxy, and you've never seen such a shocking scene.

There, you will get the rewards you deserve. No one is more generous than us Ultramarines. Just accept them with confidence! Hahahaha!"

"..."

Sicarius's spirits brightened again as he spoke, and he laughed heartily. His inexplicably smug look made Horatio feel a little helpless for a moment.

"Well, allow me to thank you again for your personal efforts, Lord Sicarius," Horatio said politely.

"Hmm~ To be honest, you're more pragmatic than I thought."

Seeing Horatio's always low-key and humble attitude, Sicarius finally felt a little pleased and his attitude became a little friendlier.

"The triumphal procession is about to begin, citizens of the Empire, enjoy your glory to your heart's content. At least during the triumphal procession, you are allowed to be proud for once, as proud as the Ultramarines."

[Huh, he finally let me go. Tsk, what a small heart you have, Lord Sicarius, you are the man most likely to inherit the position of Chapter Master of Calgar in the future!]
Horatio shrugged, straightened his back, and waved to the citizens of Macragge on both sides as the Roman trumpet played.

"Long live the empire!! Long live the heroes!" The crowd also burst into thunderous cheers following his actions.

(End of this chapter)