Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 425: More Humanity, Less Wolfiness

"You are a Custodian now."

Angron looked Gillia up and down.

Gillia looks taller than the average Guardsman, and her equipment is also customized. One can imagine what else the Guardsman has prepared for this golden human.

Specially made Imperial Guards tactical dreadnought armor and weapons.

Anyway, these palace guards who don't have to leave Terra are much wealthier than the First Legion.

"Do you think it's more powerful than before?"

After taking a look, Angron asked in a deep voice.

"I now have all the advantages of both the Golden Age genetic modification technology and the Imperial Guards modification technology, and there is no shortage of food in the palace." Gillia replied with a smile, "At least there is no shortage of food for me."

Gillia turned around and walked slowly in front, leading the way for Angron and Qin Xia.

"What is the level of the Emperor's biological alchemy? You are someone who has experienced it personally, so you should have a different opinion." Qin Xia asked.

"In fact, that person's biotechnology was considered very good in my original era...plus there was not much demand for biologically modified warriors in that era." Gillia said and looked back at Qin Xia.

It seemed as if Brown was standing there.

"From the billions of people on a planet, a gifted person is selected. No matter his nature, talent, physical fitness, or adaptability, he is top-notch."

"Then transform this person into a super soldier at great biological cost."

"We need to customize his equipment and control him through brainwashing and knowledge indoctrination. Finally, we need to prevent him from awakening and rebelling."

Gillia shrugged helplessly.

"And a war iron man made with a standard construction template can easily tear this high-cost super soldier into pieces, not to mention that it only costs a little silicon-based material."

Qin Xia and Angron looked at each other and felt that what Gillia said made sense.

Super-transformed warriors might have been a kind of incredible and powerful technology in that era. They might have been very popular, but their popularity was limited to film and television works.

"But I don't mean to say that the Emperor's biological transformation technology in that era was... uh, it was a rare opportunity for a hero to become famous. No, it's not. He was a genius in biology." Gillia said.

Qin Xia nodded in agreement.

"But... you know."

Gillia continued.

"Suppose you were me."

"One day you wake up and find that the iron men and stone men of mankind are gone, but the crisis you face is unprecedented."

"Then people relied on bio-engineered warriors to conquer the galaxy."

"These soldiers wear helmets that are so low-end that their voices sound like electro-microphones, and they have widespread hyperthyroidism problems."

Gillia shrugged helplessly.

"It was a complex feeling that the sky had fallen, but fortunately mankind still had the Emperor and the strength to fight again."

Hearing the words "microphone" and "hyperthyroidism", the father and son following behind Gillia both snorted and laughed.

“That’s all I have to say about the Emperor’s bioalchemy,” said Gillia.

"So how is your life after becoming a member of the Imperial Guard?" Qin Xia asked, "Are you adapting well?"

Gillia had a complicated expression: "It's actually not bad."

The three of them stopped outside a room.

Gillia pushed open the door, and what appeared before Qin Xia and Angron was a small corridor and very luxurious rooms behind the open doors on both sides of the corridor.

Qin Xia could tell at a glance which room was his - a room with a strong 21st century style.

And Angron could see which room his was—a Nuceria-style room, simply a bed, crude walls with weapons hanging on them, and a small table for placing cups when sitting on the floor.

"Your room was not prepared by the Emperor recently." Jillia looked at Angron, "but the Lord of the White Knights' room was decorated the day before yesterday."

Angron sensed what Gillia was trying to say - the Emperor had reserved for himself a Nuceria-style room in the Imperial Palace.

But when he was about to say something, Malcador suddenly appeared with two shield guards of the Custodes.

"Yes, of course he didn't prepare this, because I prepared it for him." Malcador said as he came to Angron. The short old man looked at the tall Primarch at eye level. "Do you like it?"

“No.” Angron shook his head. “I meant you.”

Malcador smiled coldly, then gave Gillia a sunny and kind smile of an elder: "Please go to the training room. There is still some data to be collected. I will take over these two."

"Okay." Gillia nodded, then looked at Qin Xia, wanting to ask something before leaving.

Angron spoke up immediately. “The engineer is doing well in the Forge Engine. Nuceria built a food laboratory specifically to support him.”

Gillia smiled, saluted to Angron and Qin Xia, then slowly turned and left.

Malcador motioned for Qin Xia and Angron to follow him.

The group continued to go deeper into the palace.

The interior of the palace is not as large as imagined. This may be because the transport plane flew directly to the "balcony" of the palace and went deep into the core of the palace.

The corridor was just wide enough for someone as tall as the Primarch to pass through without having to stoop, and the space was not very large.

I haven't seen the scene where a mortal has grown one year older after entering the palace through the main gate, passing the sentry post, and arriving at the bottom floor of the palace, but I can be sure that the outer area of ​​the palace is absolutely astonishingly large.

The interior of the corridor is also very simple. This may be because the refined gold limits the artistic style, resulting in the walls, floors and ceilings here can only be dyed gold.

Malcador had psychic powers, and the group covered a distance that would have taken several days in just a few steps.

On the way, Qin Xia saw an entrance guarded by hundreds of imperial guards. "That's the imperial palace prison."

Malcador explained before anyone asked.

"Get familiar with it. If you are locked up here someday, it will be easier for you to escape."

Angron rolled his eyes at Malcador.

This Sigillite was not a petty person, but he was dissatisfied with the previous conflict on Dawn Star. What he was dissatisfied about was not even that Qin Xia and the Twelfth Primarch tried to bring together the various legions to put pressure on the Empire, but that the Emperor lost his patience at that time and chose to compromise.

The entry of Astartes into the Imperial Senate was the result of a compromise.

"We don't need to be familiar with this place." Qin Xia glanced at the guards at the entrance of the prison passage. "You are familiar with this place, right? When the time comes, you will be abandoned and Angron and I will follow your command and run away together."

"When the time comes, I will carry you on my back and you can curse the emperor for being a useless donkey on my back. Otherwise, with your old arms and legs..." Angron said as he stretched out his fist towards Qin Xia.

"Haha, that's right." Qin Xia and Angron bumped fists.

Makado remained calm.

After walking a few steps, the seal holder spoke: "Do you know what a true superior is? The aura, the presence of a superior, the calmness and the like, you should know these, so you should also know that those witty remarks are useless to me."

"It's not like I haven't seen someone in a higher position before." Qin Xia sneered, "I'm not surprised, angry, sad, or happy, but what I've heard and seen hasn't touched my heart. As for the aura..."

Angron replied, “It is nothing more than a calmness in a situation of absolute safety. If an Imperial administrator on Caliban were to encounter a Calibanite anti-Imperialist fighter in an alley, and lend him my courage, he would blurt out “You are calm.”

Qin Xia bumped fists with Angron again.

Malcador snorted and continued forward with the two of them.

The group turned and entered one of the most secret rooms in the palace. When the commander of the imperial guards, Valdor, saluted Malcador and pushed open the door, the Emperor's back appeared in front of the visitors.

Qin Xia and Angron could tell at a glance that this Emperor was just a psychic projection, the result of the Emperor who was leading the Great Crusade briefly casting his gaze on Terra during a period of leisure.

"Are you familiar with the palace environment?" The emperor stared out the window without turning his head.

The beautiful snowy scenery of the Himalayas is made even more beautiful by the carved windows.

How is it possible that there is still snow in Terra now?
No one knows this question except the Emperor himself.

Angron nodded.

"That's good." The Emperor continued to appreciate the snowy scenery. "You will stay in Terra for a while. It will be good for you to get familiar with the environment of the palace."

After saying this, the emperor was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately stopped himself and fell silent.

The Emperor had already shielded Angron from the world, so Angron could not sense the Emperor's thoughts.

But Angron could clearly sense the thoughts of Malcador, the man who knew the Emperor best.

Malcador knew what the Emperor was going to say, and why he didn't say it.

An hour ago, the Emperor and Malcador had discussed the Imperial Senate. The Emperor was indignant at the pressure the Legions were putting on the Empire, and said that when No. 12 and his guardian arrived, he would reprimand them and make them aware of the seriousness of the matter.

But now the emperor said nothing, as if he was about to say something, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

Malcador could not help but feel dissatisfied with the Emperor.

The emperor has more humanity and less wolf nature.

He behaves like a tyrant and executioner, but in fact he is a soft-hearted person at heart, because those who should be treated softly by him can only see his cruel side, while those who should see his cruel side know that he is a soft-hearted person at heart.

This is the worst thing to do. You will be unpopular with everyone and offend everyone.

This was what Malcador thought of the Emperor, but it could not be said that this was a reprimand or an overstepping of authority. The two of them were originally in a cooperative relationship, and they had been together for a long time and shared the same ideals, so it would be more appropriate to say that he was dissatisfied.

"You have more than one thing to do in the solar system, and more than one thing to do on Terra." The Emperor turned slowly and looked coldly at No. 12 and his guardian.

"I agree." Qin Xia said.

"But we should now prioritize discussing the matter of the fifteenth."

The Emperor came to the desk and slowly sat down.

Two chairs appeared out of nowhere directly opposite the desk.

Malcador stood silently by the side, staring at Angron and Qin Xia with narrowed eyes.

After the two sat down, the emperor spoke slowly.

"The Imperial Senate will hear a speech from the Astartes Council representatives at noon tomorrow. Some of the matters Sejanus mentioned will be approved and some will be rejected, but one thing will definitely be approved."

"That is the charge against Fifteen."

"You don't have to worry about that. No one will prohibit Sejanus from speaking, and no one will veto Avida's accusation."

"But I want to ask you how sure you are that Avida is accusing No. 15."

The Emperor said and waited quietly for a response.

"Avida will definitely accuse Magnus in parliament, absolutely." Qin Xia had a look of certainty on his face, without any doubt.

Not only was the Emperor convinced by this affirmation, but so was Malcador.

Angron sensed that Malcador believed from the bottom of his heart that the Lord of the White Knights was not a man who talked nonsense, but was also capable and intelligent. If he was absolutely sure of something, he would definitely accomplish it.

So the Emperor stopped asking about the possibility of Avida accusing his gene father and asked the second question: "What do you think about dealing with the matter of Fifteen?"

"How did you plan to deal with Magnus before?" Qin Xia asked.

"Fifteen will be under house arrest on Terra," Malcador said, "and I will monitor him personally to ensure he stays with me. But of course, I cannot say this or do this publicly."

(End of this chapter)