Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 379 The Seal Holder

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Inside the Emperor's battleship.

In a private office belonging to the emperor, Qin Xia stood by the porthole and looked at Randan No. 1 in the distance.

The entire Randan No. 1 turned into a primitive world.

The power of the Star God is so strong that it can change fate.

Originally, Randan No. 1 had been completely destroyed by the Randan Empire. The aliens had dug up all the resources and converted them into a defense line on the surface that would be enough to make Perturabo feel paralyzed. Such a planet was no different from being "dead".

But the Star God... a tiny fragment of the Star God can restore this planet to its original appearance.

How should such an existence be defined in the Imperial Truth?

While he was thinking about it, a guard pushed open the office door.

Before, after Qin Xia recovered the fragments of the Void Dragon, he followed the Emperor back to the battle mothership. After arriving at the mothership, the Emperor arranged him here and said that he wanted him to meet someone.

The imperial guards were obviously not the person Qin Xia wanted to see.

One imperial guard came in, and then another imperial guard came in, and they stood on the left and right sides of the door respectively.

Then a man with a slightly hunched figure and wearing a black robe walked in.

He held up a double-headed eagle scepter.

Qin Xia could recognize his identity at just one glance.

The Imperial Chancellor - Malcador the Sigillite.

Qin Xia didn't expect Malcador to appear here. He thought Malcador never left the palace in Terra.

"The fosterer of No. 12, the lord of the white knights, the one who comes from the future." Malcador looked at Qin Xia, and while saying this title that embodied his understanding of Qin Xia, he walked to the porthole.

Psychics can change their body shapes at will, so Malcador doesn't need to look up at Qin Xia at this time, but can look at him straight.

An old man who is less than two meters tall, and a guy who is nearly three meters tall, which is considered a mutant giant among Space Marines, are looking at each other at eye level. Although this is a bit unreasonable no matter how you think about it, the subspace can do unreasonable things.

"The seal holder." Qin Xia said, "I have long admired you."

There was no fluctuation in his voice when he spoke, and no expression on his face, because he wanted to appear deep and reserved in front of Malcador.

Makado is a very smart person, and Qin Xia doesn't want to use micro-expressions to show any of his inner thoughts.

Qin Xia has received professional training in controlling micro-expressions... Because before coming to this ghost universe, as the leader of a group, he needed to frequently be interviewed by the media and hold press conferences. A doctor of psychology was specifically responsible for training him in expression management.

But Makado didn't observe Qin Xia's expression at all. Experience told him that it was meaningless to observe the expression when facing someone like Qin Xia. Instead, it would fall into misunderstanding. Such people often treat all kinds of micro-expression analysis masters as fools.

"Oh. By the way." Malcador suddenly raised his arm, "I have a gift for you."

Qin Xia watched as Makado took out something like a scroll from under his robe and handed it to him. He then reached out to take it and unfolded it.

The scroll is a painting of Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains.

"It's a precious thing." Qin Xia put the painting into the storage layer of the armor. "I never thought it would be preserved until now."

“It shouldn’t have been possible,” Malcador said with a smile. “These pre-space age treasures were worthless soon after humanity entered the space age, at least in the eyes of others. Because the replicas at that time were exactly the same as the real thing, there was no technology that could tell whether a treasure was real or fake.”

"Then how do you know that what you gave me is the real thing, and not a fake you collected?" Qin Xia asked.

"I come from an organization called the Seal Keepers, who collect and protect all the precious things in human history," Machado said. "We will go back to the past and quietly observe the flow of treasures at every time point in history to confirm whether a treasure is a replica."

Qin Xia found it very interesting after listening to it.

When the technology of making imitations has become so advanced that it is impossible to identify them as fake, the seal holders use such a simple but absolutely effective method to identify the authenticity of treasures.

But Qin Xia thought of another question: "I accidentally learned from an elf that time travel over long distances can lead to unpredictable and horrific consequences. You..."

Malcador nodded. "That's true, but if you don't stay for long, nothing will happen."

After saying that, seeing Qin Xia nodded, Malcador looked Qin Xia up and down again, and then said: "The Emperor and I believe that you are an immortal, who lived to 10,000 years later, and then traveled back in time. It is really puzzling that you have stayed in this time and space for so long without any consequences."

Qin Xia nodded and said nothing.

Because he himself found it confusing.

"But I didn't prepare any gifts. It happened suddenly, and besides, I really don't have anything good to show off." Qin Xia said with a smile.

"No, you have already given me a gift, and this ancient painting is my belated return." Malcador said, and suddenly laughed.

Malcador's laugh has an uncomfortable feel to it, like the standard laugh of an intelligent villain.

Qin Xia just felt confused. He didn't remember giving Makado anything.

"One thing you have done is a gift to me," Malcador said. "You will understand what I mean in the future."

Qin Xia felt that the Terra Palace was really a place where Riddlers gathered.

There's a reason why Malcador and the Emperor get along so well.

"How will the Empire treat the Nukeria sector?" Qin Xia changed the subject very abruptly.

"How do you treat it? What do you mean?"

"I heard that the Empire will suppress Nuceria because of the Nuceria Sector Space Marines ruling over mortals."

"Oh! You said that Kelbohar had warned you through his apprentice, which is what you are saying now, to suppress Nuceria." Qin Xia was stunned when Malcador mentioned Kelbohar.

Qin Xia originally thought that everything that people like Kelbohar did was confidential. He had mentioned to Quadrant the various things that Terra was going to do and asked Quadrant to warn Nuceria. This should not have been known to Malcador and the others.

But it is obvious that no matter how careful Kelbohar is in his work, he is ultimately no match for Macador, who can manipulate the spy agency in various ways.

"It is true that the Nuceria Sector is ruled by supermen, but that is a decision made on demand."

Qin Xia said.

"When the idea that mortals dominate everything has caused mortals to live in torment and pain, then changes should be made."

"I think it's normal for the Empire and the Nuceria Sector to have ideological conflicts, but it shouldn't rise to the level of confrontation."

“Conflict of ideas can…”

Makado raised his hand to signal Qin Xia to pause.

Qin Xia fell silent and looked at Makado.

The seal holder smiled and shook his head: "Conflict of ideas? No, this is not the reason why the Empire will suppress the Nukeria Sector, it's just an excuse. Just because of a conflict of ideas, so many people in the upper echelons of the Empire started to invest manpower and material resources in the fight? When will the Empire be so efficient?"

"You don't really believe what you say?"

Facing Machado's question.

Qin Xia was very serious at first, then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and then suddenly he couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud.

Makado also smiled: "You just want to start a conversation. You don't even believe what you just said is the truth. You just want to start a conversation and ask if we can solve this matter privately."

Qin Xia nodded: "I didn't expect you to be so direct."

Malcador's face suddenly turned cold: "Of course it can't be solved privately."

Qin Xia also gradually put away his smile and faced the seal holder with the same expression.

"We are not childish fools," Malcador said. "Supermen governing mortals, and mortals governing supermen, is not enough for the Imperium to even look at the Nuceria Sector. The Emperor made a promise that some systems would be given to his Twelve Sons to rule. Your sector only needs to use this statement to silence the Imperial high command."

"Besides, there is also a precedent set by the Five Hundred Worlds, with the example of Greater Ultramar. If we want to suppress a Primarch because he has established his own power, we should start with Guilliman. But have you ever seen the Empire deal with Guilliman?"

"The Empire doesn't have the time or efficiency to do that. But if it suddenly targets you, there must be a reason why it has to target you."

As he spoke, Malcador mentioned Kelborhar again.

"Mars Forge General previously reminded you of the pressure from the Empire. I don't know how he, who sent people to lobby the Forge Worlds of the Mechanicus and then had the Forge Worlds lobby the War Council, could have done this to remind you."

"I can only say that Kelborhar is the less stupid one among the fools in the Mechanicus who have been fooled by a lie for tens of thousands of years. You have to be careful of him. We all have to be careful."

Qin Xia listened to what Makado said in silence.

Watching Malcador speak like a conspirator.

What kind of person Machado is depends on what kind of position he stands on.

If they were friends, they would definitely think that Malcador was the best person, because Malcador had plenty of ways to win over people.

If it was an enemy, or a neutral party that he was plotting against...

Unless you know that Malcador will replace the Emperor and sacrifice himself to sit on the Golden Throne for a while in the future, you will definitely think that Malcador is a very sinister person.

"This meeting today was arranged by the Emperor for one purpose: to convince you to return to Terra with us." Malcador held out his withered left hand. "You have trained Twelve, and now Twelve is playing his role as a bridge between his Primarch brothers, just as his Creator expected."

Qin Xia looked at Makado's hand.

"You can rest assured. If you return to Terra with us, we can do more important things. Together we can bring a bright future to humanity, rather than the bleak future that you know, the Emperor and I have seen."

Machado continued.

Qin Xia was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Are you trying to trick me into sitting on the Golden Throne?"

Makado was not surprised at all when Qin Xia mentioned the Golden Throne.

Malcador realized that this was Qin Xia's rejection, so he put down his hand: "If a person without a soul projection can be exploited by the Golden Throne for spiritual energy, then the human beings who created this kind of creature are probably more powerful than the Ancient Spirit Empire."

The seal holder turned around and looked at Ran Dan No. 1.

Qin Xia was silent.

After a moment, Malcador suddenly mentioned something: "I had proposed that the Emperor make the tool Twelve female, so that it could be a sister to the Primarchs. This way, it could better play its role. Otherwise, if Twelve was like the other tools that were made male, not only would it not play its due role, but it would also fight with its brothers, which would be bad."

There was something horrifying about what Malcador said.

But Qin Xia knew that this was not a joke, but that Malcador had really suggested this to the emperor.

It wasn't even just Angron, Malcador suggested having more sisters.

This was stated clearly by Malcador when he spoke to one of the Primarchs.

It turns out that the Emperor was probably afraid that both male and female Space Marines would replace mortals, so he refused.

"I won't go to Terra because there are people I can't let go of. I think the so-called No. 12 you mentioned is my family. His name is Angron, not Tool No. 12. I and his other brothers and sisters have a home. Our home is called Nuceria, and it's called Resolute Determination. I can't leave them behind and go to Terra." Qin Xia said, looking at Malcador.

"A tool is still a tool if it has a name," Malcador said. "Would a normal person turn down an invitation just for a tool with a name?"

Qin Xia turned around and left without arguing.

(End of this chapter)