Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 383 A Person of High Respect
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"Lord Cramer, I am extremely grateful for the honor you have granted me to see you."

"I just hope to be able to see your face on behalf of everyone in World No. 3 of the Nineteenth Galaxy and offer you my most sincere greetings and blessings."

The old man knelt on the ground, gently lifted the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him and placed it on his shoulder.

After a brief touch, the old man kneeling on the ground burst into tears of joy, and then, at the reminder of the attendants on his left and right, he stood up and left the most magnificent audience hall of the transport ship.

The middle-aged man named Kramer sat on the throne, saying nothing.

Another person came over and knelt down, and after getting permission, he gently took Cramer's hand and touched his shoulder.

People came and went, one after another, without asking for anything, but just saying how grateful they were to Cramer for giving them the honor of an audience.

However, there were so many people who came to the ships from various planets in the galaxy to attend the audience. Kramer didn't even know why these high-ranking and powerful people on their respective home planets came all the way here. It was obviously impossible that they came just to see him.

But they didn’t tell the reason.

Finally, a large number of people were let into the audience hall by the servants. Cramer waved his hand gently: "We are tired. Send them back."

At Cramer's command, those who were eager to see the emperor saluted and left. After they left the transport ship, the entire ship headed towards Point Mandeville.

Kramer took a look at the galaxy before the porthole closed.

This galaxy is called Nineteen.

After the XII Legion declared it to be part of Greater Nuceria, a proper non-numbered name was supposed to be given to the system by the Primarch.

But the official name is "Nineteen".

Because there are nineteen habitable worlds in the galaxy, this is simply a fantasy from an astronomical perspective, because there are so few habitable worlds in the universe.

There are 19 real habitable worlds in the K-19 system. Legend has it that the ancient gods gave a place for the ancestors of all human beings in the 19 system to reproduce and thrive. The gods adjusted the orbits of celestial bodies and the environment of each celestial body...

The ship set sail.

After sailing for an unknown amount of time, Cramo only remembered that after repeating his daily life for many days, the porthole slowly rose.

Kramo gently pushed away the servant who was combing his hair, then walked to the porthole to look at the galaxy.

This is Pompeii 1.

There is an ancient star port.

The design style of this star port seems very abrupt compared to the surrounding void facilities. It is a design style that has obviously been forgotten by modern people.

It was extremely smooth and cube-like, and it was really ugly. At least that's how it looked to Cramer.

Around the starport are ships waiting in line to enter.

There were a lot of these ships, and Kramo was too lazy to check how many there were. Anyway, as far as he knew, one of the two gods of Nuceria arrived at Pompeii I on only a ship called "White Knight", and did not bring a large group of ships with him.

Kramo thought about it and felt that the reason why the owners of these ships gathered in the Pompeii galaxy was the same as his own.

"Sir, an old friend of yours sent a message, wanting to meet you and reminisce about the past." The servant signaled the messenger to leave and then reported to his master.

"Did my old friend come to see me after I announced that 'from now on the Lord of the Galaxy is the superhuman offspring sent by the Primarch'?" asked Kramo.

The attendant replied, “No.”

Kramer nodded. “So please ask him to stop harassing my communications director.”

After saying this, Kramer continued to observe the Pompeii galaxy.

When the time passed by two Nukerian hours, the servant approached again and said, "My lord, it is time to wash and change clothes. The meeting will start in three Nukerian hours."

Cramer immediately turned around and signaled his servant to help him dress.

At the same time, he reminded me: "I must dress formally enough so as not to leave a bad impression on that gentleman during the meeting. Bring out my father's formal suit."

The attendant did as he was told.

After Kramo was carefully dressed up, he went to the ship's hangar and then took a transport plane to Pompeii I.

After arriving at the helipad on top of a magnificent castle built of steel in the planet's capital, Kramo stepped out of the transport plane.

Many people were queuing up to enter the castle.

Kramer also waited in line until the guard at the door checked him, verified his name, and said, "Your name is not on the list."

"The person on page 467, line 36 of the list has the same name as the guy named Mott."

A deep voice came from the side.

A Space Marine came over, wearing heavy and gorgeous crimson armor, holding his helmet in one hand and placing the other hand under his cloak behind him.

The ornate decoration on his armor proved that he was the ruler of this planet.

The golden symbol engraved on the chest of his armor - a fang with a building ruin in the middle - indicates that the first achievement he achieved after arriving on this planet was to crush the extreme poverty on this planet.

"He is my father," the Astartes Governor told the guards.

The guard saluted and stepped back.

The Governor of Astartes lined up and entered the castle with his father, Cramer.

"Cramer," Cramer said to his Astartes son, "you just now wouldn't even look at me and call me father."

"Primarch... Why is it that even our family's name has been used and passed down from generation to generation..." The Astartes looked helpless, then nodded, "Yes, you are my father, but I am now an Astartes, appointed by the Primarch to manage Pompeii I... I am your son, but I am also Angron's son."

Hearing his son calling the Primarch by his name, Kramer frowned and habitually scolded, "How rude! How can you call the Primarch by his name? In the family, you need to call your mortal father by his honorific title, but how dare you call your Primarch by his name in the legion?!"

Astarte shook his head. "The full name has a special meaning, so calling it by its full name shows respect. The people of Nuceria call each other by their full names. This is called civilization and culture."

Kramer looked helpless.

After walking a few steps, Astarte signaled his father that he could sit here, and then said, "This is the seat I arranged for you according to the procedure."

Kramer sat down and watched his son walk further away.

Another period of time passed, and the castle's wide square-like hall was filled with people. After a while, Qin Xia walked out from the front.

Everyone stood up and saluted in the way of their own planet's culture.

Then Qin Xia motioned for everyone to sit down.

Kramo saw that the god seemed to say something, but he was too far away to hear clearly. There were so many people there that the sound of their breathing was noisy enough.

But this problem was quickly solved, and Qin Xia began to speak using psychic power.

Cramer heard it clearly this time.

It's not anything important to talk about. I just welcome everyone to Pompeii One, and Pompeii One will receive you properly.

And then there will be no more.

This meeting was not organized by Qin Xia himself at all. He himself wondered why so many people came here for no reason, so he just wanted to deal with it first.

After talking for a few words, Qin Xia left.

It was the Governor-General of Astartes who spoke.

Everyone in the hall was a little restless, but they were trying their best to remain silent.

This meeting was not organized by anyone, as everyone came here on their own. However, due to the long journey, they could not return home immediately, so the governor had to find a way to receive them.

After the Governor left and watched his Astartes son leave, Kramo saw that everyone present left in an orderly manner under the leadership of the guards, so he also stood up and left silently.

But when leaving the castle and returning to the transport plane, Kramo saw the son of the Governor of Astartes coming to him again.

"We will go to see the Lord of the White Knights together later." Astarte said.

“I thought this was the end of the meeting,” said Cramer, overjoyed. “I thought you hadn’t arranged anything for me at all.”

"It was not arranged by me." Astarte shook his head. "The Lord of the White Knights learned from me that you were coming, so he allowed you to see him. I don't know why."

Kramer nodded and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.

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Castle top.

Qin Xia stood by the fence, looking down at the night view of the city below.

Noticing someone approaching, he turned around.

The two Kramers came closer and saluted under the gaze of Kamath, who was wearing the armor of the Grey Knight.

"Your name is Kramer?" Qin Xia raised his hand to signal the two to stand up straight, then asked with a smile.

"Yes, Lord of the White Knights, this is the name I once used, as the family I belonged to before I became the son of Angron had a tradition of father and son having the same name." The Astartes Governor named Kramo replied.

And the other Kramer nodded.

Qin Xia looked at the two of them.

The Legion originally did not recruit people from an old noble family in a subordinate world of Greater Nuceria, but the performance of the Pompeii No. 1 Governor named Cramo in the selection process was amazing.

And at that time, Kramo, who was only twelve years old, already had three years of management experience. Not only did he get first place in the written test in the selection area composed of several galaxies, but he also had management experience and very good management results.

So Anglond recruited Cramer.

Facts proved that Cramo was indeed very capable. Pompeii No. 1 was originally extremely poor, but after Cramo's arrival, the poverty was shattered as shown by the coat of arms of glory on his chest.

The transformation of Pompeii 1 is certainly related to the large amount of resources provided by the star zone, but resources must always be provided, and only a competent manager can allocate and use them reasonably.

"I guess you, old Cramer, have very good teaching abilities. Little Cramer is a very capable person." Qin Xia smiled, and his eyes moved from old Cramer to Governor Astarte of Pompeii. "This is not the first time I have met Little Cramer. I came here once before after I got the forging engine. At that time, Little Cramer had just arrived on this planet, and there were still some saboteurs on the planet waiting for him to deal with."

Hearing this, little Cramer looked helpless.

We had prepared a plan to achieve our goal in one fell swoop, but in the end, someone killed all the saboteurs.

Not even knowing who the other party was, little Cramer thought it was a shame for him and that he had brought shame to the father of genes.

"That's why I summoned you specially." Qin Xia said to Old Cramer, "If you have any requests, you can put them forward and I will consider them as appropriate."

Old Cramer saluted again, and then immediately said bluntly: "A merchant ship from 19 star systems was detained on Dawn Star... My lord, I know this is just a small matter for you, and I shouldn't bother you because of this matter... But I really have no choice."

After hearing this, Qin Xia thought for a moment and said, "Little Cramer explained the situation of your family before you came. I know that after you handed over your power, you made a living by trading... As the original master of the 19th galaxy, your family chose to support the management of Nukeria and support the Governor Astartes who was appointed there."

"If the difficulties of supporters are ignored, those who oppose will have a moral weapon, so you are wrong, Mr. Cramer, this is not a small matter, even for me."

"So I will find a way to help you get the merchant ship back."

After old Cramer expressed his gratitude excitedly, Qin Xia remembered something.

He went on to say, "The nineteen habitable worlds in the nineteen star systems were originally under the management of your family, and everything was in perfect order. I'm sure your management ability is pretty good as well."

Old Cramer shook his head modestly.

Qin Xia continued, "Dawn Star is very important to Greater Nuceria. I need to control that place. However, since this is a sudden decision I made in Pompeii I, it is impossible for an Astartes administrator to arrive in a short time. I need you to stay in Pompeii I for the time being."

Old Kramo was very confused, because as far as he knew, Dawn Star was not under the jurisdiction of Nuceria, and now both the Empire and Ultramar were interested in acquiring that star system, so the situation there was very complicated.

Such a rotten place is really worthless...but old Cramer thinks it is unimportant. He knows very well that he is not even qualified to be here.

"When we start to enter Dawn Star, I need you to temporarily manage a place there." Qin Xia glanced at Kamas, "I will send my think tank to protect your safety, and you will also get the reward you deserve afterwards."

"It's my duty." Old Cramer answered without thinking.

"Thank you." Qin Xia nodded.

He looked at the two Cramers.

In the upcoming conflict, both Little Kramer who will stay on Pompeii 1 and Old Kramer who will go to Dawn Star are of paramount importance.

Qin Xia hopes that the two of them can cooperate well, and hopes that Pompeii No. 1 and the Dawn Star next door can cooperate well.

(End of this chapter)