Chapter 390 News from Gian Moro
Deep in the Titan Fortress monastery, where silence was restored again, the ancient obsidian portal was pushed open from the inside after being closed for a whole day.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of high-ranking Gray Knights, Calvin walked out of the dark corridor of the Hall of Fear, carrying the fresh "Imperial Truth" intact.
"The Emperor's blessing!" Turab the Purifier whispered.
Although the veterans of the Grand Master Council did not speak out, they also let go of their worries.
The Supreme Master was the first to notice the change in the weapon in Calvin's hand:
The sword, which was a head taller than him, was as wide as a mortal door;
The hilt of the sword, which is as thick as an adult's arm and can be held with both hands, is densely covered with fine inscriptions, like anti-slip threads, and can be grasped with one hand in the hands of the original body.
And that eye!
The red magic eye, which was supposed to be filled with evil connotations, actually had a somewhat divine connotation against the gorgeousness of the entire sword body.
The vertical pupils of that extraordinary creature were like a living thing. The moment Walden was glanced at by it, he felt not evil and blasphemy, but a condescending questioning and judgment that reached straight into his soul.
"This is?" Other veterans also noticed the strangeness of this sword.
"Um...a gift from nature?" Calvin thought for a while, decided to omit the complicated process, and gave the simplest answer possible.
"Okay... remember to file it." Walden rolled his eyes cryptically and warned Calvin.
He did not ask what happened to the demon. Since the original body could return successfully, its fate was obvious.
And the origin of this sword is nothing more than this. There are countless similar holy objects transformed from trophies in the Gray Knights' hoards, and there are not many like this one from Calvin.
However, the remaining great masters valued this sword very much. After all, this sword was held by the original body, and it was related to that special demon.
So after confirming that the matter here was over, and the group began to return to the surface, Stern, who was the blackmailer's grand mentor at the time, was the first to couldn't help but ask:
"Do you have a name?"
"Imperial truth!" answered the Primarch.
The Gray Knights paused slightly after hearing this long-lost word, and then continued to move forward.
A few days later, Calvin, who had recovered from the battle to kill Kotos, set out again and embarked on a journey back to Terra.
But unlike when he came, this time when he left, there was an uninvited guest among the people accompanying him - the pharmacist Razak.
This is a typical traditional Gray Knight. His gray hair, black eyes, unsmiling face, and specially modified Holy Shield-type power armor are all his identifiable features.
After Walden introduced him to the Primarch, the silent apothecary removed his helmet with an additional scanning device and knelt down to salute Calvin.
"My lord!"
"Get up, I welcome you on behalf of the Legion."
Calvin usually wasn't interested in this kind of etiquette, but this was the first time the two met, and he could only watch the other person complete the etiquette.
His face remained calm, but he was questioning Grand Master Walden in the psychic communication.
+Is it necessary? +
He didn't want his personal likes and dislikes to affect the young pharmacist's mentality. But he was used to leading the army in battles all year round, and he was still unwilling to add such a "treasure" that needed to be cared for at all times in the hands of his already small command team.
+It is necessary, your body does not belong only to you+
Walden's eyes were still gentle, but his tone was full of undoubtability.
+ Then there’s no need to assign a pharmacist to me, right? Just for the nutritional ratio? +
Calvin rolled his eyes cryptically. If this spreads out, who knows what will happen.
He is also the leader of a legion, but in this life he still has to experience the feeling of being cared for 24 hours a day, which is really terrible.
+Of course not. We have made a request to Mars, and a new batch of genetic breeding technicians will soon arrive in Demos.
In the future, pharmacists will focus mainly on modifying the direction of surgery, and as their surgical efficiency increases, the Legion will have more frequent demand for your gene extracts. +
+Then I will take him with me like this? Let me start by saying that I currently have too many mid-level officer vacancies. Even the Honor Guard will soon be split up to fill the lower companies. If there is a combat mission, I don't have the manpower to protect him! +
+ Rest assured. + Walden turned around and patted Razak, indicating that he could join the queue.
The latter saluted him and Calvin, then turned and walked to the end of the guard of honor.
+The sword-bearer has already started the preliminary preparation work on Rhea. There is a "gift" we prepared for you in the shipyard there, which is undergoing purification and blessing procedures after the end of dormancy.
Wait another year, until there are more than three battle groups under your legion, and you can transfer to that battleship. At that time, Razak will naturally be stationed on that battleship and no longer needs to follow you around. +
Walden didn't explain much, because in his eyes, Razak was just the first batch of people in the transition from the Custodian Order to the Legion.
When the huge battleship is officially commissioned, not only a simple laboratory supported by one or two pharmacists will be moved to it, but even a complete training base for new recruits is also in his plan.
By then, this battleship will be sailing on various battlefields in the empire under the leadership of Calvin, and with the help of the dual channels of the Tribunal and the Astropathic Tribunal, this battleship will also reach a new troop replenishment agreement with the Black Ship Alliance.
"That's it."
After receiving this guarantee, Calvin no longer struggled. He had never thought about the size of a battleship that could accommodate pharmacists permanently.
After all, among other compatriots, even the Astartes, who were embarrassed enough to use frigates as battle barges, might have dedicated workspaces for apothecaries on the battleships.
Although that kind of space cannot be called a laboratory, but can only be called a medical room.
After parting ways with the Grand Master, Calvin returned to Iapetus on a frigate, where he reboarded his ship, the Endless Crusade.
And just as the Endless Crusade had just broken away from the barrier of Saturn and was on its way back to Terra, Calvin received another message from the Eye of the Emperor:
Trajan, the marshal of the imperial army who originally planned to visit the Anthem Fortress, and the demon judge Vanya Bridges of the Hammer Order of the Inquisition, are waiting for his meeting.
Along with this request came a war briefing from the extreme star field.
200 standard Terran days ago, a huge rebellion broke out in the Igor XII star system in the Jan Moro sector in the first quadrant of the Extreme Star Territory.
The Tribunal's initial assessment is that this was caused by a Chaos Contamination incident. However, with the local Ministry of Justice and the Tribunal's Observation Station having been compromised one after another, there is currently no clear information about the main messenger and leader behind it.
The Imperial Navy stationed nearby has immediately gone to suppress it, and a passing Black Templar fleet from the Astartes Chapter also chose to join the battlefield.
But the war situation there did not ease with the empire's suppression. On the contrary, after the siege of Igor XII's homeland, similar pollution incidents spread throughout the Janissary as the Astra Militarum returned. Morrow Sector.
The nearby Gray Knight tactical team has arrived, but facing nearly a hundred planets covering fifteen star systems in the entire sector, they can only perform defensive blockades.
The Inquisition's suggestion is that high-ranking members of the Order of the Hammer and the Gray Knights should participate together, and try to control the pollution here to prevent it from spreading again.
In terms of the Gray Knights' troop deployment, the only mobile force currently available is in the hands of Calvin himself.
Update, late. I woke up in the morning and found that there was a power outage at home. I looked at the owners and found out that the hook machine at the construction site next door had cut the cable...