Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

"There's no point in regretting it now. What really matters now is to think about how to remedy this situation. Let's start with the simplest things."

Lady Euton now sat back on her throne as Steward of Macragge, which had been preserved by Guilliman ten thousand years before.

In accordance with the instructions left by Guilliman, no one can approach the throne except to clean it.

The parliamentary nobles who were originally responsible for coordinating the resources of the Ultramar world are still quite dissatisfied with the return of the Grand Steward. They believe that the Lord of Ultramar is using the former Grand Steward to interfere in the power of the planet and is breaking his previous promise.

But after Koz asked Sevata and others to pay him a private visit immediately, these so-called nobles no longer expressed any dissatisfaction.

"According to what you said, Guilliman's previous actions had already split the powerful Legion into individual Chapters. From the perspective of stability, this behavior was indeed acceptable at the time."

"The turbulent empire can no longer withstand a rebellion of the size of a legion, so it is understandable that it is split into chapters."

Sitting back on the throne of the Grand Steward, Lady Euton seemed to have returned to the time when Guilliman fell into a coma and she was the only one who cooperated with the Ultramarines Legion to rule the world of Ultramar.

The sharp eyes kept scanning over Sandales, Curze and Guilliman.

Ms. Euden understood that the situation in the world of Ultramar was no longer as united as it once was.

In troubled times, severe punishments must be used, and a conciliatory policy must absolutely not be adopted at this moment.

Only by cutting the Gordian knot and reclaiming all those planets that intend to leave the world of Ultramar at once can we continue to implement those plans that affect the entire Ultramar.

"First, let's talk about how you plan to rebuild the Legion. The forces and command needed to launch an expedition must be highly unified. While the current chapters can manage this, they ultimately need a command structure capable of coordinating all of them."

"Perhaps the reorganized legion today cannot be the same as it was ten thousand years ago, but at least it should be adapted to be as similar as possible."

Lady Euton did not interfere in matters concerning the power of the Astartes. She knew very well what she could help Guilliman accomplish, and what she would not and absolutely could not touch on her own.

Work concerning the Astartes Chapter could only be directed and conducted by their Primarch, and she could only participate as a listener and provider of advice.

"We intend to reinstate the Legion names and place them under their respective parent Chapters according to their gene-seed, but we will not abolish the Chapters."

"The hierarchy of the chapters can still be retained, but the deployment and command of each chapter needs to be carried out by the Legion's command level."

Lady Euton listened to the plan prepared by Guilliman, but she soon discovered a flaw, a flaw that was obvious to all four of them.

"You three can command your legions based on your status as Primarchs, but what about the other legions?"

"They don't have a Primarch, and there are still some frictions between the chapters. Without a supreme commander who can convince the people, unnecessary trouble is likely to occur."

In fact, Guilliman and his men had already thought of this a long time ago, but there was no suitable solution to deal with it at present.

Ten thousand years have caused a lot of friction and disagreements between different chapters. The Dark Angels and Space Wolves are still okay, as these two legions basically only follow orders and not decrees when it comes to the Codex.

Therefore, apart from the issue of personnel numbers, the basic structure of the legion is still intact.

But the Imperial Fists, White Scars and Raven Guard legions had already been split into a large number of chapters, and it would not be an easy task to coordinate them.

"The troubles we know about now are more than just this. The information the Empire has recorded on each chapter is far beyond our imagination."

While Guilliman and Curze were silent, Sandales' voice followed up Miss Euden's question and pointed out another problem.

"Besides the Second Founding you are familiar with, numerous new successor chapters were formed between the 30th and 40th millennia."

"Some of them are very special. They may use the gene seed from the parent group, but they follow the fighting style of another legion. What should we do with such a complex group?"

Sandales looked intently at Guilliman as he spoke.

Because during the Battle of Cadia, he had personally witnessed such a complicated war group - the Crimson Fists.

"Why are you looking at me? What does this situation have to do with me?"

"Strictly speaking, it has nothing to do with you, but the moment the Daye family thinks of such things, they will think of you, because there are so many descendants of the Ultramarines."

Guilliman was a little confused by Sandales's strange statement. At this moment, he suddenly began to doubt whether his brain was really a little dull, because he could not think of any connection between this situation and himself.

Coze didn't react much. He had seen too many strange war groups during his ten thousand years of wandering. Even the Crimson Fists were just an example of that group.

"You should be familiar with them. For example, the Imperial Fists split into three sub-regiments during the Second Founding. Apart from the Black Templars and a wiped-out chapter, there's the Crimson Fists."

"Its parent group is undoubtedly the Imperial Fists, but the problem is that its combat style is very similar to your Ultramarines, and it has been active in the Ultramarine for many years."

Guilliman began to feel a headache just by listening to what Sandales said. Dorn's men actually began to refer to his own scripture and became a standard scripture group that supported the scripture.

This is somewhat hard to believe.

Just as Sandales said, this kind of battle group is very troublesome to deal with.

They can neither return them all to the parent group nor bring them into their own Ultramarines, but they cannot be allowed to exist independently.

After much thought, there is no way to completely solve this problem except by letting their original master return.

"If we want to deal with these problems right now, there's actually a simple emergency solution, but Coz and I can't do it, so you're the only one who can do it."

A wicked smile suddenly appeared on Sandiles' face, as if someone had suddenly given him a very naughty idea.

"Think about it. If we return to Terra now, we'll definitely have to restructure the core power structure of the Human Empire. The High Lords' Council will definitely be abolished. So, who will hold all the power and government affairs?"

Faced with the malicious smile on Sandales' face that had no good intentions at all and what he said, Guilliman's face instantly fell like a bitter gourd.

He was not worried about dealing with those government affairs, but he was somewhat reluctant to leave Macragge.

His adoptive mother is still here and he doesn't want to leave.

"Sandris, why don't you go and handle those government affairs?"

"My brother, do you think that is possible?"

Sandales waved his hand and expressed his attitude to Guilliman with an expression that he was powerless.

If he were to handle government affairs with his personality, it would be no different from letting Ryan serve as regent. By then, every one of those greedy nobles would have their heads chopped off.

"I can't balance the power between the various parties. Only you can handle this kind of thing, and I have more important things to do."

"I have to go find all our brothers. We can't really expect the three of us to hold up this entire empire, right?"

As soon as Sandales said this, Guilliman knew that he was probably done for sure. At least for now, no one could replace him and sit in the position of regent.

Sandales knew that Guilliman did not want to leave Macragge or his adoptive mother, so he needed to come up with a compromise plan for him.

What could possibly be done to get from Terra to Macragge safely and quickly, instantly?

This thing seems very difficult to find at first glance, but it seems that I have a big one at hand that can be used immediately.

"Actually, you can take Lady Euden with you to Terra. Ultramar has nearly half of the military strength of three legions stationed there. Hundreds of warbands will use Ultramar as their primary base."

"So Ms. Yuton doesn't need to worry about the plan here. You can take Ms. Yuton to the palace."

Sandales' words suddenly brought a glimmer of hope to Guilliman's gradually gloomy heart. This youngest brother could always provide them with all kinds of unexpected methods.

Maybe there will be some pretty good suggestions this time?

"Don't forget, our fleet traveling from Ultramar to the Solar System will use the Webway for transfer, and the Eternal Soul also has a Webway gate large enough to support the travel of a small group of personnel."

"While the ship's Webway gates can't accommodate large vehicles, they can easily support the departure of vehicles the size of troop transports. If Macragge needs you, you can easily return to the Eternal Soul through the lunar Webway gates."

Sandales' words had actually almost reached the point. Guilliman, who had just raised his head, looked at his brother with surprise. He did not expect that the other party would be willing to leave that excellent Eldar cruiser on Macragge's side.

"Don't be so happy too soon. I'm leaving this cruiser here on condition."

Originally, Sandales thought that after he said this, Guilliman would calmly think about what his conditions were, but he did not expect that this happy brother would come up and give him a bear hug.

The Armor of Destiny, which was twice as large as his own Armor of Hope, almost blocked his entire upper body, and Guilliman hugged him so hard that he almost broke his neck.

"Calm down, calm down! Let go of me, I can't breathe!"

After slapping Guilliman's arms several times, the excited giant finally released his arms that were hugging Sandales.

He then stared at the good brother who was willing to help him find a solution with a burning gaze.

"Just give me your conditions, and I will satisfy them all."

After taking a few deep breaths, Sandres' mind finally regained control of his body.

If Guilliman had held him for a little longer, he might have been able to go straight to reunite with Valadin and the others.

Although the Emperor's character would probably kick him back to work overtime, he would definitely be able to see Valedin and Joeface again.

"As you can see, your Macragge's Glory is still here, as is Curze's Nightfall. Only the Archangel's Red Tear is missing, so I plan to build a new flagship. After all, it's not right to always use an Eldar ship as a flagship."

Guilliman could agree to the request to build a new flagship.

But the problem is that the design drawings of the Queen of Glory-class battleships have long been lost, and with the current manufacturing capabilities of the Empire, it is very difficult to design a ship model comparable to the Queen of Glory-class battleships.

Even if one copied his Macragge's Glory and Curze's Nightfall, it would not necessarily be possible to produce a complete design.

"We can't design a ship of the same caliber as the Glorious Queen-class battleship. After all, the overall industrial capacity of the Human Empire is far less than it was ten thousand years ago."

"Furthermore, much of the technology used in the Glorious Queen-class battleships has been lost. Even if a similar ship were built with current technological reserves, its firepower and protection would likely be inferior to those of the flagships we are on."

Sandales also considered these problems, but he had come up with a perfect solution.

"I don't plan to rebuild the Glorious Queen-class battleship. Instead, I plan to add some other technologies to the newly designed ship. To be more precise, I plan to add some alien technologies."

Guilliman and Curze looked at Sandales with a little surprise at this time. They didn't expect that their youngest brother would dare to be so bold.

Let’s not talk about whether the technology between the two races can be interoperable.

Just talking about the idea of Sandales doing this, it is equivalent to directly provoking the stubborn old guys of the Anti-Xenophobia Order and the Martian Mechanicus.

"You have to think about the consequences of doing this. It may be detrimental to our next actions."

"I didn't say we should build this flagship now, and the location for building it doesn't have to be within the solar system."

In fact, as early as when he left Valentino, Sandales had the idea of building a flagship for himself.

Especially after seeing Cawl's Iron Wraith.

The idea of building a flagship suddenly grew in his mind like mushrooms after rain.

At that time, he was unable to raise the issue due to resource issues.

But it's different now.

The resources of the entire Ultramar world will be able to fully support his expenses in building a flagship, and some of his ideas can also be tested in practice.

"The Eldar's wraith bones, the Necrons' black stone obelisks, these ancient technologies from other races always have unexpected uses. If I can integrate them into my flagship, then that battleship will be incomparably powerful."

"As for the location for building the warship... I've already thought of it. This kind of novel vessel, which requires the use of alien technology, can't be built in a place that only knows how to follow the rules, nor can it be completed by a rigid person."

This sentence made Guilliman and Curze think of a person and a place at the same time.

"You plan to have Belisarius Cawl build the ship? And on the Forge World of Acheron VIII?"

"Yes, it's Kaul and Huangquan No. 8."

95

Chapter 95: People who squat are always squatted.

(Hey! I hope no one will notice my extra chapter this time! 3500 words of extra chapter, transitioning to the Terra Expedition)

Although Guilliman did not agree with Sandales's idea of technological fusion, he did not reject it either.

After all, if the envisioned ship can really be built, then its experimental technology can be further extended to their Glorious Queen-class battleships.

Moreover, Sandiles' idea completely hit the nail on the head for Kaul. The great sage was worried that he had no reason to use the Black Stone technology he had learned.

We happen to have some Eldar spirit bone technicians at hand. If we can learn how to construct spirit bone circuits from them, then human ships may be able to break through the limitations of design concepts.

You know, the spirit bone circuit has the function of accommodating the souls of the deceased, which can almost replace the so-called machine soul of the Mechanicus to provide the corresponding function.

Imagine this: every ship has the souls of several experienced old captains, and the tactical guidance they can provide will be invaluable.

And for the human empire.

Everything may be lacking, but people will never be lacking.

At this time, due to the fact that Guilliman, Curze and Sandales needed to carry out the Terra expedition as soon as possible, they were unable to take care of the recovery of the world of Ultramar.

So these things naturally fell on Calga, Dante and Sevata.

In order to cover up the incident in the Sector, the recovery of the northern sectors of Ultramar has been assigned to the Blood Angels. The Blood Angels will cooperate with the Night Lords who have infiltrated the Sector in advance.

It is worth mentioning that although the Blood Angels reorganized the legion, the organization of each chapter still exists.

In order to coordinate the affairs of the Legion, Sandales established a power structure called the Angel Council, where different war information would be discussed and taken over by the Chapter Masters of each Chapter.

The chief chapter master of the Legion is Dante, and the chief think tank is Mephisto.

The Chapters led by the Grand Master will be able to retain the special honor feather originally used to transmit orders, as this feather marks the first order given to them by the Archangel after his return.

This special honor will only be passed on if more than two-thirds of the Chapter Masters in the Angelic Council vote that the next Grand Master is capable of fulfilling the duties.

And the Chief Chapter Master himself can also use the holy weapon given by the Father of Genes - the Spear of Wrath as a weapon.