Warhammer: Primarch's Life from the Beginning

"...So that's roughly how it is."

Leo sat on the edge of the king-size bed in his bedroom, his shoulders and back slightly leaning forward, his hands clasped together, and the phantom pain of being torn apart still lingering in the back of his head.

Kara had been standing by, and only stepped forward after hearing this. She was carrying a large, round barrel filled with red wine in both hands, which was actually a glass prepared for the Primarch.

She approached with light steps, her white hair falling to the side of her face, and her gaze toward Leo was filled with barely suppressed concern and admiration.

He had just met the God-Emperor and received divine revelation!

"Your Highness, please."

Leo reached out and took it. The aroma of the liquor wafted into his nose. His throat was indeed very dry, so he tilted his head back and took a big gulp. He had almost forgotten what the liquor tasted like. It was refreshing.

This was the first sip of water he had ever drunk since this body was born.

Catherine leaned against the low cabinet on the other side, her arms crossed, and didn't say a word from beginning to end. She listened carefully to every word Leo said, her gray-blue eyes fixed on Leo's face, trying to break down and remember every detail.

Leo told them about the sights he saw after meeting the Emperor, but he didn't mention a word about the Emperor himself on the throne or his transformation.

Kara couldn't wait to ask first.

"Since the Divine Emperor has bestowed such a revelation, could you please tell your subordinates what its meaning is?"

Leo wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and stared at the swirling red liquid in his glass.

"This means that something big is probably going to happen in that place, and the thing hidden underground on that planet is called Black Stone, which is related to my plan, but I don't know exactly what that place is."

Kara listened with a blank stare, only half understanding, but still nodded earnestly.

"Oh, I see. So, Your Highness's next destination is there?"

Catherine then left the counter. She straightened up, her brows slightly furrowed, and began to recall the knowledge she had learned.

"Based on your description, that place is most likely called Vigilant Star. It's located in the Misty Starfield and is a fortress-nest world, renowned for its superior large-scale energy shield technology. However, I have no idea what those black mineral deposits you mentioned are."

Leo looked up at her, and the planet that had been hanging on the edge of the great rift in his mind finally had a name. So it was the famous Warning Star. It seemed there was going to be endless fighting again.

"good!"

He excitedly finished the rest of the wine in his glass in one gulp, then tossed it back into Kara's arms. Kara was flustered as she caught the barrel, and her breastplate made a soft thud as it hit her.

Leo, supporting himself on his knees, continued speaking.

"Blackstone is a strategic resource; if used properly, it can isolate the warp from its contamination."

At this point, he turned to Catherine.

"Since you're from the Demon Tribunal, do you know about the seal beneath the palace?"

Catherine's composure vanished as she looked at Leo, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Terra Palace has many secrets, I don't know which one you're referring to."

It seems she's still too young and hasn't yet come into contact with the oldest secrets of the Inquisition. Leo thought about how to explain.

"Just a few years after the Great Rebellion broke out, the Cyber ​​Wars took place on Terra."

Kara blinked, first looking puzzled.

"What is the internet?"

Leo facepalmed... What exactly does the Loyal Ferry Academy teach?

Catherine chimed in.

"Was it the portal you and Prince Guilliman destroyed after defeating the enemy on the moon? Agents from the Inquisition went to the moon for waste disposal after the war, and according to the records, it seemed to be a network space that could connect to various parts of the galaxy, hence the name 'Netway.' But is there one underground in the palace as well?"

Leo nodded, then shook his head.

"It's gone now. The Cyber ​​Wars destroyed it, and that place is now teeming with demons, only kept out by the Emperor's psychic powers."

Catherine's expression immediately changed. As a demon inquisitor, her mission was to secretly hunt demons and protect the empire, yet she was completely unaware of such a momentous event.

Out of professional habit, she glanced at the few mechs in the corner of the room. Just to be safe, she would kill them to silence them after the conversation ended.

Kara, quick-witted, grasped the key point even faster than she did, and exclaimed in sudden realization.

"So, Your Highness's plan is to use Blackstone to solve this problem?"

Leo nodded and said, "This kid is teachable."

"Yes, everything has its purpose. My purpose in being born is to lighten the burden on the God-Emperor. The problem I just mentioned concerns the survival of all humanity. If it is not resolved, I will not rest in peace even in death."

This was also his obsession before his death; he wanted to understand the cause and effect.

Kara, holding the barrel, carefully rephrased her question.

"If that thing called the Net Path is no longer a threat, will the God Emperor return to our side?"

Leo shook his head.

"I don't know what will happen, but at least it will greatly alleviate His pain and also resolve the hidden dangers planted ten thousand years ago."

He paused, then continued.

"Moreover, in my prophecy, I also saw a scarlet angel of death destroying a beacon of hope, and that beacon..."

Leo had just finished talking about the Anthem Engine when the door was pushed open.

Killieman walked right in without even knocking.

Leo turned his head and saw him, raising his eyebrows.

"Huh? How long have you been standing outside the door?"

Guilliman remained composed, glancing at the people in the room, but a hint of barely suppressed helplessness flickered at the corners of his mouth.

"I wanted to see you, but you were having a very engaging conversation and I didn't want to disturb you."

He dragged a chair over and sat down, his posture upright, and his voice became serious.

"If that beacon is real, resolving Father's predicament, perhaps the empire can return to its former glory. In your prophecy, do you know what place that is?"

Leo shook his head and spread his hands.

"All I know is that it's called the Malaca system, located in the dark side of the Empire."

Guilliman frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"That's troublesome. The Empire's territory is in dire need of rebuilding, and there are still many worlds waiting to be liberated on the Holy Frontier side of the Great Rift. As for the Dark Side, without the guidance of the Star Torch, warp travel is tantamount to suicide, let alone searching for them."

As he said this, he looked at Leo.

"I originally wanted to invite you to be the commander of my new expedition."

Upon hearing this word, Leo immediately waved his hands rapidly.

"No! Please don't, I won't do it."

The title of Imperial Warmaster was too unlucky. Or Persson, Primarch Horus, and Sunlord Markarius all met tragic ends. With so many cautionary tales before him, he had no intention of following that sinister path.

Under Guilliman's questioning gaze, Leo cleared his throat and said seriously:

"I will set off for the Vigilant Star, which is the only passage from the Imperial Holy Frontier to the Dark Side of the Empire through the Great Rift. Its strategic significance is extremely important, so it is impossible for only our Empire to be watching that place. Since the God-Emperor has given his guidance, I will guard the gate to the Holy Frontier for the Empire, which can be considered as helping your expedition."

After hearing this, Killieman looked at him with an even more determined gaze, and he readjusted his posture to sit up straight.

"In that case, the Empire will not forget your contributions. Although my fleet suffered heavy losses on its way to Terra, it can still provide you with ship support."

Leo's eyes lit up immediately.

"Oh?"

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