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

Chapter 163 How can politicians not understand strategy techniques?

"After all, 1 years have passed, and many things have become different from before."

Guilliman's voice came from the suite that was used as a cloakroom.

"When I just woke up, I even discovered that my descendants had placed a stasis field on all the furnishings in this room so that it would always remain as it was when I left it 1 years ago. They were even concerned about this matter. It developed such an obsession that I had to have a fight with my current Chapter Master before I regained access to my own room. What a weird thing - can you imagine?"

His voice sounded very dumbfounded as he told this story in a vague way.After saying these words, Guilliman fell silent temporarily, and the slight sound of the friction of clothing coming from the suite explained the reason for this silence to Corax.

The latter adjusted the position of his wings and sat vigilantly on a small single sofa in the room. Somewhat nervously, his hearing clung to the little rustling sound - this was unnecessary, but he He needed a little external stimulation to prove to him that the "Robert Guilliman" he had just met was not a figment of his imagination.

"...I don't know." He whispered so softly, more like he was speaking to himself than answering another person's question, "I never thought about going back..."

What qualifications do I have to go back?Corax thought so.I couldn't do anything, I always missed appointments, I dragged my companions and old friends on my home planet into an expedition with no end in sight, I——

"Then you really have to think about this." Guilliman's voice in the cloakroom interrupted his downward thinking, "This may be a little hard for you to accept at once, but in a sense , this may become a general trend in the next few years.”

The Imperial Regent is actually not sure about this, but as a qualified politician, he knows how to give others a good picture: "If you don't go back and actually take a look, it's really difficult for you to be sure of your descendants in the past 1 years. What has it become? I believe that the Raven Guard is also looking forward to your return. I can provide some experience on how to get along with my descendants ten thousand years later. If you feel that our legions are too different in style, If you don’t need any of these experiences, you can ask Ferus.”

"...?"

Unexpected names came up in conversation.Confused, Corax temporarily put aside the idea of ​​"going back and taking a look" and instead asked: "... Ferrus?"

He quietly stood up from the small sofa, touched a CNC pen as he passed by the table, and approached the door of the cloakroom without making any sound.Guilliman's voice, which he was unaware of, became clearer as the distance got closer:
"Yes, that's the Ferrus Manus you were thinking of." Corax approached the door that was already open through a gap. Guilliman faced the other mirror in the deepest part of the suite without any defense, with his back Facing the outside world, he had already changed into his inner shirt and was buttoning his coat. The clothes that had been changed because they were stained with blood were messily bunched up on the side, just like his desk was far from tidy, " When I first learned about this, I was also shocked: How is this possible? But - make sure, do you want to stick that pen into my throat? "

Guilliman acted very calmly when the CNC pen, which was not considered sharp but could still be used as a deadly weapon for the original body, was pressed against the edge of the wound on his neck.He didn't expect this, but as long as the mood was equivalent to when he first heard that "Ferrus was also resurrected", why Corax behaved like this didn't make any sense to Guilliman. Difficult to understand.In fact, for the Lord of the Crows, who has been wandering in the subspace for thousands of years, he did not immediately plunge this pen into him when he heard about this "nonsense of the evil beings in the subspace". into his throat, or stabbed directly through his brainstem, this was already a sign of great restraint on Corax's part.

"... Ferrus is dead." The Raven Lord's voice trembled painfully, "In Istvaan V, he was..."

Guilliman could see that his brother was hesitating.Corax still wasn't sure whether what he was seeing was reality or fantasy, or a trick by some enemy.It was all too good for him: he could once again have a normal chat with his brother, a topic that did not include any condemnation of past failures, resentment of the current state of the Empire, or denunciation of the anger of his enemies.Everything was too peaceful, and for Corax, that was what made everything seem unreal.

He felt that this could not be true, but he refused to make up his mind to convince himself that it was indeed not true.For a variety of reasons, Corax makes decisions far less crisply now than he did 1 years ago.Part of him was greedy for this peaceful "now" and tried to believe what "Guilliman" said in front of him; part of him shouted "This is an illusion, kill him!", urging him to return to the painful reality. Go; there is another group of people who worry about the former: If everything in front of them is true, how will it end?
The tip of the pen pressed against Guilliman's neck was trembling uncontrollably.The Primarch of the Ultramarines was not sure what thoughts were running through his brother's mind, but he could see that Corax's flashing expression reflected on the mirror in the dressing room proved that the other party was undergoing a painful psychological struggle. .

He relaxed himself as much as possible, gently pressed the CNC pen pointed at his neck with a non-threatening force, turned in a harmless manner, and faced his brother again : "I understand, I understand, you don't have to force yourself to remember -" "Shut up! You are a liar who pretended to be my brother and tells lies!" Corax took the opportunity to grab Guilliman tightly and return it. The front was unbuttoned, and the angry roar carried the echo of the subspace, "No matter what you want from me, you will never get it! Show your true identity! Then you will know that except for death, outside--"

"——I don't want anything from you." Guilliman replied calmly, "I just want to know what you need now. If you are willing to tell me, I will do my best to provide it to you. "

Under the almost pure black and shocked eyes of the other party, Guilliman opened his arms, not caring that the other party was still holding on to his clothes, making this thing look a bit funny: "At least for now, I think you need a hug. .”

This seemed to completely confuse Corax.Guilliman didn't know what he was thinking specifically, but he could still easily see that the words "I don't know what to do" were clearly written on Corax's face.The hand holding Guilliman's front gradually relaxed, and the pen he intended to point at the other man's throat fell to the ground unknowingly.Now "Corvos Corax" has almost lost the decisiveness he should have as a leader of the legion. When facing another loyal brother, the confused expression on his face is no better than that of a loyal brother. How good are the recruits who just graduated from Zhongji Academy?

"I don't know..." he replied dreamily, as if the words were not spoken after being judged by Corax's brain, but just a simple reflex action.But for Guilliman, he clearly considered this noncommittal answer to be an answer.

He really took a step forward, found a way to bypass the wings growing out of Corax's back, and gave his brother, who was almost completely mentally broken, a warm hug.

After a few brief seconds, he let go of Corax, who seemed completely confused, as if nothing had happened before, turned back to smooth his clothes, and then dealt with his Button: "I know this thing sounds too good to be true. Everyone has mourned for Ferus, but... I have reason to believe that when the tragedy happened, our father found a way to preserve his Soul, this makes it possible for him to reappear in reality today, ten thousand years later.”

Corax's mind was still confused, and his voice sounded weak and uncertain: "But...how is this possible?"

"I have seen some...evidence." Guilliman originally wanted to add a "conclusive" modification before "evidence", but considering that the most conclusive evidence that he "had to believe" at the time was He had to swallow back some of the disastrous chemistry he had developed with Corax just a day earlier and turn to a more circuitous way of proving his case to his brother.

"We haven't actually met each other since I learned about this, but Ferus sent me a video recording." The imperial regent finally tidied up his appearance, but he obviously did not intend to join him immediately. During the next meeting that he had to attend, he turned to face his brother again, "I must have stored a copy of it in this room before. Do you want to see it?"

Corax's expression showed he was hesitating, but it seemed that, so far, the idea that this was indeed Guilliman was gaining ground in his somewhat fragmented mind.His actions and thoughts became gentle again: "But you just changed your clothes. Isn't this to continue your next work?"

"The work can wait." Guilliman dragged Corax nonchalantly and left the small suite in the room. "The work will never be finished, and there is nothing urgent or important for me right now that is more important than a ten thousand-year-old man. We have to do things to meet our brothers."

"That makes you sound like a fool," Corax complained slightly, and Guilliman smiled a little at that.

At least his brother was trying to talk and laugh again.Guilliman thought this was a good change.

　Miwu (diving into the ice cave)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)