Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 47 "The Guide"

At this time, it was the night of the northern continent facing away from the stars. Russell entered the governor's mansion and returned to his bedroom as usual. The battle nuns team followed him into the bedroom to prepare for the night watch, but found that today's governor had no intention of resting at all.

Russell just pulled out a silver-haired little maid who had been squatting in there to fish from his bedroom, and then dragged her all the way to the governor's office.

"Yuan... Your Excellency Governor, what's wrong with you?" Gray Wind sat on the sofa in front of the desk in the office, looking at Russell with a puzzled expression.

It was touching the fish well, when it was suddenly pulled up.

"It's hard to explain, anyway, you can help me draw a picture." Russell said.

"Oh……"

Gray Wind didn't ask any more questions, and obediently went to get a pen and paper and put it on the table.

The battle nuns who followed Russell into the office were armed with live ammunition, and watched over the master and servant. They stayed up in the middle of the night and drew pictures in the office.

Russell didn't have any drawing skills, so he was only in charge of dictation, and Gray Wind did the writing.

But dictating and dictating, the Battle Sisters realized something was wrong.

They were very interested in the painting that Gray Wind was drawing, but due to their responsibilities, they didn't ask any questions. They just stood by silently, their curious eyes glanced at the nib of the pen in Gray Wind's hand that kept rubbing the paper from time to time.

Gray Wind's artistry and efficiency are impeccable. After completing these vertical drawings with different angles at the fastest speed, Russell did not delay for a moment. He immediately went out with Gray Wind and the blueprint it had drawn, and headed for the newly built cathedral in Falla.

The archbishop of Espenez is condescending to stay here, preaching scriptures to devout believers.

The state priest in the church received Russell very solemnly, which was what the bishop meant.

Governor Falla is the eyeliner of the star bomber. This matter is basically known among the high-level people who participated in the prophet meeting. Even the experienced archbishop can't help being curious when Russell visits him late at night: what does the star bomber want to say to himself?

So he asked the nuns under him to serve expensive tea and desserts, preparing to have a long conversation with Russell...but he saw Russell push all the tea and desserts on the table aside to make room for a magnificent and beautiful picture of the starry sky.

The background of the scroll is Falla, and the protagonist in the center is a giant statue with its back facing the starry sky. Even if only a side face is exposed, the pious bishop can recognize the identity of this giant at a glance: the emperor.

Instead of wearing his trademark golden power armor, the Emperor in the picture is wearing a scholar-like robe and a hood.

The human emperor dressed as a scholar walked barefoot in the starry sky, holding aloft in his left hand what looked like a lantern, illuminating the path for those behind him.

"The name of this painting is: Guider."

Supporting the table with both hands, Russell looked into the bishop's eyes and said, "In the near future, the main gate of the L-star gate will be built in the Falla galaxy. I think it is impossible for such an important facility not to attract the attention of the enemy, and there is even a risk of encountering a large-scale invasion of chaotic forces."

Russell lifted the picture scroll on the table, and continued: "In addition to preparing enough troops and fleets to prepare for the battle, we also need a grand enough ceremony to publicize the emperor's great cause, so that Falla and Stargate can receive the blessing and protection of the Lord of Humanity."

His words sound high-sounding, but the central idea is very simple—the location of the main gate of the L-star gate must be the central hub of all networked galaxies in the future. Countless people's eyes are focused on Falla. If it is not here to promote the state religion, where else can it be?
The archbishop was so excited by his impassioned banner, and looked down at this moment, what kind of lantern was in the hand of the emperor's "Guider" icon.

That's clearly the L-gate.

Russell wanted to equip the L-star gate with a huge and incomparably huge icon of the emperor as a supporting facility, or a hand-made base.

In this universe, nothing is more resistant to the erosion of Chaos than the Emperor's Icon, which worshipers worship day and night.

The main structure of the L-star gate is divided into upper and lower parts, and between the two force field generators is a curved and distorted spherical space-time. The overall visual effect is indeed somewhat like a lantern, and there is no sense of disobedience for the emperor to hold it in his hand.It's just that the lantern is a bit big, and the corresponding statue of the guide has to be built too.

The archbishop's expression is serious, but the calm eyes are burning with fanaticism. The significance of such a spectacle is too great, whether it is religious or political, its meaning is too heavy...

The grand plan and beautiful design hand-painted by Gray Wind have completely captured the Archbishop's heart. He is sure that as long as the icon of "Guiding the Way" can be completed in his own hands, he will be famous in history.

But apart from being excited, the archbishop was also a little worried.

There is naturally no technical difficulty in building a statue, but even simple work will become extremely difficult after reaching a certain scale, not to mention building such a spectacle in space, the engineering difficulty increases sharply and many variables must be considered.

Russell knew this thing, but it would definitely not be possible to complete it with the state religion. In the end, they would definitely have to turn to the Mechanic Society and ask the oil guys to help design and build it.

Due to the dire and torrid relationship between the two religions, Russell felt that the Archbishop must have shed a lot of blood on this matter. For example, the various high-tech holy relics enshrined in the collection of the State Church, the Mechanic Order has been coveting for thousands of years, and they will definitely take this opportunity to speak loudly...

But that's not something he should worry about.

Russell was only responsible for giving the plan, and had no intention of participating in the specific implementation. He immediately left the church and ran away after handing in the design drawings, and returned to his faithful bedroom with Gray Wind.

Normally, at this time, the desk in the office should be piled up with a mountain of government affairs, so there is no time to sleep, but since the end of the prophet meeting, a vigorous infrastructure construction has started in the Falla galaxy, and people from all walks of life have participated in the grand event here, and it is full of vitality.

Contrary to the lively atmosphere, Russell is the most idle at this time.

After negotiating the stationing of the battle group, he directly handed over all the core powers in his hands to the fire group of repentance stationed here, as well as the administrative team from Espernes.Basically, I have emptied myself into the position of governor, and the governor, whom the people aspire to, has basically become an idler now.

From Espenez's point of view, Russell's voluntary handover of power is a very wise and wise act of self-preservation.

But Gray Wind knew that the Marshal just wanted to catch fish.

Russell never regarded Falla as his base, and he didn't care about power struggles. His real focus was on other places, a place that no one noticed.

(End of this chapter)