How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 137 The original body doesn’t eat people, I think you are all too nervous
"You obviously lack the necessary respect for Lord Guilliman." Sicarius pointed out bluntly.

Considering that this person can only stay in reality for four to nine days from now on, Sicarius feels that he should pay more attention to the efficiency of communication-meaning that he does not need to say so tactfully: "You are in the original body." The behavior in front of you is too casual. Many times, if we only pay attention to the tone and wording of your words, we will even think that you are talking to an officer of the same rank."

"I think you are too serious." Hill began to pick on Sicarius and his contemporary colleagues. "You don't even dare to look directly into the eyes of the original body when talking to him. Is it true that our genes Is the father some kind of terrible monster?"

Sicarius was furious: "Because he is the noble Primarch! The genetic father of all of us! All of us should remain humble in front of Lord Guilliman!"

"I agree with you, Brother Sicarius, but -" Hill changed his focus slightly and reduced some of his aggressive posture, indicating that he had no intention of conflict with the other party, "-I think we should be There are some cognitive differences in the extent to which you 'remain humble'."

"It seems that we have found the core focus of the problem." Because the other party first made a slight body language hint of giving in, Sicarius's anger began to slowly subside. "There is no doubt that you are obviously too lax at this point. .”

"I have a different opinion: when talking to me, the original body was obviously more relaxed." Hill slightly moved himself back about three or four centimeters to avoid Sicarius's renewed anger. , "I'm not showing off, I'm just describing an objective fact that can be proven: the primarch prefers to talk to other people as equals, rather than being put on a high position that he doesn't want at all, looking down on his genetic children."

"...What are you implying with this?"

"I'm not implying anything, I'm just stating the facts I know. During the Great Crusade, in that more enlightened era, all the Ultramarines got along with the original body like this." Hill responded calmly, "We and The primarch looked each other in the eyes during the conversation. We talked about strategy and politics, but also about climate and diet. We would carry out the orders given by the primarch, and we would also tell jokes to the primarch - I lived that life, ever since. People who have been left behind in such an era. In my opinion, you have really deified the original body."

"But times have changed." Sicarius pointed out clearly, "Maybe you were born in that era, but you have to realize that 1 years have passed. There should be new codes of conduct in the new era."

"No one can resist the power of time. I admit that times have changed." Hill replied, "But don't forget that the original body once lived in that era, and maybe he will also look forward to some echoes from the past."

Sicarius admitted that this view was very likely correct: Robert Guilliman did not spend these 1 years normally, but was frozen in a stasis field as an Ultramarine and The spiritual pillar of all sub-groups, and even the entire Ultramar sector, in the form of an idol between life and death, unconsciously letting time pass by him.

No one knows whether he was confused about the current situation when he first woke up, not even those closest to him.As a politically adept Primarch, Guilliman managed to hide everything behind his seamless facial expressions and well-arranged words. Almost no one could see his true thoughts behind the mask.

After initially becoming familiar with the environment of this era, he also tried to show a little of his sincerity to the descendants of this era.Sicarius knew this, because Guilliman had also tried to joke with him - to be honest, he didn't react at all at the time. Some inherent thoughts rooted in his mind made him refuse to admit that "the original body was just joking." "This fact, and trying to dig out more unfinished words from that meaningless chat... His behavior at the time was absolutely stupid.

Hill's words and Sicarius's own experience had convinced him, but he did not want to admit that he was convinced: "You are just showing off." He accused, "You are showing off your close relationship with the original body. But that doesn’t mean your theory on the matter is correct.”

"I'm not - at least I don't have any subjective intention to show off. Brother." Hill finally showed a bit of displeasure on his face, "And I don't guarantee that what I said is correct. It’s just a theoretical model that’s waiting to be verified in practice!”

"But in my opinion, you are just making excuses for all your arrogant and inappropriate behaviors." Inexplicably, at this moment, the very unhappy Sicarius completely forgot that he was still on duty. In fact, the annoying guy who was so happy with his achievements and spoke unscrupulously in the early years came back to his soul at this moment. "If everything that happened in the past is really what you claimed, then why is there no record of you in the group's records?" What’s your name? The first second company commander?”

Hill also frowned very unpleasantly:
"I guess the relationship between you and your colleagues is quite tense." He adjusted his posture again - this time, he wanted to look more aggressive. After all, a conflict was obviously inevitable. "To be honest, I'm also curious about the martial arts skills of the current second company commander."

"Then you will decide to meet in the duel cage when you are free, right?" Another voice asked from above the two of them, "Very good, then I will not give you this opportunity."

The two incompetent guards who were patronizing the quarrel turned behind them at the same time - the towering door had been opened, and some of the summoned mortal officials and celebrities hurried away with their eyes and noses in mind, not wearing the armor of destiny, but a luxurious dress Guilliman himself was still in the room, looking at them slightly dissatisfied with his arms folded.The wound left during the battle in Thessala still exists on the neck of the original body. The scarlet and ugly thin line always reminds others of Guilliman's title of "Resurrectionist".

Sicarius immediately took a step back, knelt down on one knee, and adopted a standard "confession" attitude, but Hill - he only showed a little guilty expression of "I did something wrong" in the first moment. , and then he confidently pointed to his side: "He started it first!"

This behavior, which was like a child complaining, almost made Guilliman laugh out loud, but fortunately, he held it back.In the eyes of others, the original body just maintained a dissatisfied look and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I think Sicarius is right, Ionid. Compared with 1 years ago, you are indeed a little less mature recently. No more small.”

Because of these words, Hill immediately wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.During this gap, Guilliman expressed the hope that Sicarius could summon the officials who needed to attend the next round of meetings for him, so that he could take advantage of the gap between the two meetings to "have a good talk with Ionid on this issue." talk".

Any servitor could be hired for this job, so everyone could see that Guilliman was just looking for a reason to send Sicarius away so he could talk to Hill alone.But this was a direct order from the original body after all, and even though he was reluctant, Sicarius still turned around and left.And when his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Hill, who originally looked tired, immediately returned to his original state and reported in a businesslike manner: "I think they all grew up with that kind of education. It turns out that body." Ionid Hill made his assessment, "In the past 1 years, you have been too close and too far away from them. Some concepts have been deeply ingrained in their minds. It is probably not just one or two examples. It can be corrected in just one week.”

"...I understand." He had hinted at Hill before, which made Guilliman a little sad as he tried to influence the "more pious" descendants of this era with his more casual attitude. "I just wanted to... change the general There has to be a beginning.”

"If I can do it, I would be happy to be the 'beginning of change' again." Hill's eyes began to wander, "But I still have another question that I don't know is appropriate..."

"It's just the two of us here, just ask."

"...Was I as annoying as him before?" Hill raised his chin in the direction where Sicarius disappeared, "I think my popularity will definitely be better than his!"

Guilliman did not try to control his expression again, but allowed himself to laugh.But he did not choose to answer the question head-on. Instead, he asked: "Why do you think so?"

"Gene Seed." Hill said, "After being completely transformed into a subspace creature, I felt that if the origin of the gene seed used by Cato Sicarius in his transformation could be traced, it would eventually be traced back to me. .”

Although the words used by Hill were gentle and objective, they reminded Guilliman once again that even if they were talking to each other as usual at this time, this was just a short-lived dream.The smile faded slightly from the face of the original body, which had become older than 1 years ago. His calm tone revealed a little nostalgia: "No wonder I think he looks a bit like you."

"It's hard to say, I don't think I'm as annoying as him." Hill was a bit worried, "What is 'why is your name not left in the battle group records' - after 1 years, the historical records will Isn’t it normal for it to be damaged and lost?”

Guilliman fell silent.

He had something to ask, such as what Hill experienced in the following time after he entered the stasis field.He wanted to know what kind of life his beloved son had spent in a place he didn't see, and why he had to die and say goodbye to this burning galaxy.He wanted to know whether Hill was satisfied with his life and whether he had any regrets when he died - but he didn't dare ask.

After he woke up, he tried to find these traces, but as Hill himself said, it is normal for historical records to be damaged and lost after thousands of years.He found no records about Hill's life, and only saw the latter's name, which had been eroded by time and blurred by time, on an inconspicuous monument.

Guilliman knew very well that what he was experiencing now was a short dream that lasted roughly a week.Even though the Hill in front of him behaved exactly as he had in life, and the Psychic Council recognized the stability of the Cursed Army after research, he still wasn't sure whether he should bring up this topic.This was not only because he was not sure whether Hill would be willing to reveal those experiences to him, but there were also other, more... ridiculous reasons.

Guilliman has always believed in science. In the past, he only believed that all superstitious traditions came from people's imagination of the unknown. He would read them and learn them, but this was nothing more than necessary knowledge to rule the local people. reserve.However, when he faced his dead son, the legends about the souls of the dead would linger in his mind uncontrollably - "the resurrection of the dead" had already happened before his eyes, and he At first I didn't dare to confirm that these were definitely not true.

These thoughts swirled in his mind for only a microsecond before the Primarch calmly changed the topic: "Why don't you try to mention to them again that you also have a copy of the Codex Astartes. Realize that. After 'excellent new tactics will be added to the Holy Code', maybe they can learn to let go of that long-outdated reference book."

"...I'm not sure." To Guilliman's surprise, Hill hesitated at this moment, "Although I also think they are stupid for not letting go of the "Holy Code" regardless of the changes in the environment. , my lord. But..."

His eyes wandered for a while, and finally he spoke: "To a certain extent, I can understand them. In the days when you were absent, the "Holy Scripture" may be the only thing they can 'talk' to you. There’s a way.”

Guilliman was silent once more, this time longer than before, until Sicarius slowly returned to his post.

The Primarch must admit that, just as he had ten thousand years ago, Hill once again presented an angle that he had not considered.But it's not fun.

　Miwu (no more)

　　The Primarch joked to Sicarius: "My greatest enemy is this piece of paper!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)