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

Chapter 373: Hurting each other is probably like this
Fujimaru Ritsuka moved a chair to the lounge on the Stormbound, where the Emperor statue was located, and placed it right opposite the statue. Then, she dragged a small coffee table from the furnishings in the lounge and placed a kettle filled with water and a cup on it.

Then, she sat down on a chair, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and said to the statue, "Do you want to admit your mistake first and explain the situation, or should I start scolding you directly?"

Yes, she came here to curse the Emperor after she urgently ended the live broadcast at Santo's place: she had made up her mind that if the Emperor refused to speak, she would curse the entire line of events from the beginning to the end, starting from the disappearance of the two Cursed Captains Akurdona and Santo!
Obviously, this is a big project, and if you want to complete it, you must have a kettle at hand. In other words, this kettle is also a hint of the seriousness of the matter in a sense, but the emperor obviously did not understand this hint, or he understood it, but thought that escaping was shameful but useful - in short, the statue itself did not move, and nothing happened in the calm room.

"Okay." Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his wrist and looked at the timer on the Chaldea terminal. "According to the schedule, we still have one hour and a quarter to spend on this before the next imaginary dive."

The emperor stood still as a mountain and answered silently with an attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation: I am not wrong!

"I know you mean for me to stay out of it. This is your empire, not mine. You think that as a worker, I should just focus on my own little piece of land." Fujimaru Ritsuka tapped the table with his fingertips unhappily, "But do you think I can build my Second Astronomical Torch with peace of mind under this situation! I didn't see the situation turn out like this - I have no comment on the fact that you threw two people who are now barely half-primarchs back to the Empire without any warning, but with your extensive management style, what play are you going to stage at the Imperial Theatre next, will it be called Fulgrim's Heresy or Rogal Dorn's Heresy!"

Hearing this, the Emperor could no longer maintain his calm state. A golden light flashed, and the echo of psychic energy began to fill the entire lounge: "My most loyal son will never betray me."

"Of course he won't betray you subjectively!" Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed out, "But you just throw Rogue into the current Empire without any hesitation? Guess what his overly righteous character will make him do objectively! You'd better pray for your seemingly non-existent emotional intelligence, and that Mr. Robert and Fulgrim's clone can continue to hold him back from the idea of ​​'rectifying the roots' of the Empire! If he really does it, objectively it will be a case of national foundation - although I doubt whether the Empire really has any 'national foundation' left after the Horus Heresy! Also, you didn't even mention the clone of Fulgrim next to you!"

The room inexplicably darkened again, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka choke with anger for a moment: "Emperor! Face me! Tell me clearly what you were trying to do with this combo, so that I can clean up this morning soap opera mess you started!"

The Emperor still refused to speak, but very reluctantly, he sent a compressed psychic information package to Fujimaru Ritsuka, knocking the latter backwards.
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Things turned out slightly differently than what Diglis had initially thought.

He originally thought that the first earthquake would come when he reported the matter of the Heavenly Lions to Lord Rogal Dorn, and made a series of psychological preparations based on this. But in fact, the first earthquake caused by this matter began in the Black Templar.

He was just following his original plan, and before the Heavenly Lions actually landed, he disclosed their current situation to Lord Raziel of the Black Templars, hoping that the other party, as the one with the richest and longest history among the Imperial Fists, would take care of and guide the low-spirited recruits of the Heavenly Lions. After Digris explained the matter, he thought he could put it aside and wait until the Primarch was ready to meet with the chapter before picking it up again. Unfortunately, less than an hour later, the expeditionary force's Marshal Deramos rushed in front of him:
"I've heard about the current situation of the Lions." The marshal's tone was quite unfriendly. "After the Third Battle of Armageddon, Grand Marshal Helbrecht had clearly provided financial support for the reconstruction of the Lions, but how did they end up like this?"

Even though Digris was already a Primaris Space Marine and his emotions were less volatile than before, he still felt a sense of depression when facing Marshal Deramos's attitude. He had to remind himself again: the attitude of the Sons of Dorne generally does not have any extended meaning. They are just simply discussing the matter and are unhappy about the fact itself. After adjusting his attitude in this way, the Chief Think Tank was sure that the conversation would proceed in a relatively normal atmosphere.

But then, it didn't take long for Digris to realize that his efforts were basically useless. Indeed, Marshal Deramos's rather excessive attitude did not have any extended meaning, and these seemingly angry questions were not a blame on Digris personally or the Ultramarines, but - the marshal was really angry, and the other party's anger made it impossible for the conversation to continue smoothly.

Objectively speaking, Digris could understand this anger: after a brief exchange, they soon realized the fact that the most important account of the Celestial Lions was not right. It had only been a little over a hundred years since the Third Battle of Armageddon, which was not a very long time for Space Marines. Marshal Deramos was also under the command of Grand Marshal Helbrecht at the time and personally participated in the relevant events, so he knew some of the details:
The Celestial Lions finally succeeded in their revenge on the Orks at Armageddon. Afterwards, under the instruction and witness of Grand Marshal Helbrecht, the then Pride Leader (military rank of the Celestial Lions, equivalent to a sergeant) Aiken Dubaku became the new Chapter Master of the Celestial Lions. In addition to a series of human and material resources that could help the other side rebuild the Chapter, the Black Templars also gave Chapter Master Dubaku a set of ancient holy power armor, which even had the original emblem of the Imperial Fists Legion.

The sons of Dorne are indeed very straightforward, but that doesn't mean they don't understand politics at all - the battle barge, standard equipment, and an expeditionary team for auxiliary work may have been given to the Heavenly Lions by the Black Templars as a courtesy out of friendship as the descendants of Dorne, but this set of holy power armor given to the other chapter leader is obviously a very clear political signal. Unfortunately, the Inquisition obviously did not intend to stop while it was going, because in Digris's previous communication, Chapter Leader Dubaku was no longer found in the Heavenly Lions, and it was unknown whether the holy armor was collected by the chapter or simply lost. Leading a group of panicked recruits, he once again became a proud leader - nominally the instructor of everyone else, but it seems unlikely that his service years have exceeded a hundred years.

As a matter of course, Marshal Deramos's emotions exploded on the spot. He hated the expeditionary team sent by the Black Templars for not fulfilling their obligations as guides, and hated that the new chapter leader of the Celestial Lions was so easily defeated within a hundred years. Of course, what he hated most was the Inquisition that did not know how to stop when it was good. After learning about the above situation, he turned around and left immediately, preparing to report the situation to Grand Marshal Helbrecht through the Astropath, hoping that the other party would pass the proposal as soon as possible and launch an expedition against the Imperial Inquisition. Digris tried to convince himself to understand the other party's thoughts. He repeatedly told himself that if it was the Ultramarines who decided to lend a hand to the Ultramarine, he would definitely be anxious if he knew about it. But he still felt that when he first decided to put the bases of the two chapters together because he remembered that there was such a small old story between the Celestial Lions and the Black Templars on Armageddon, hoping that the Black Templars could carry forward their style and support their little brother, this idea was still a little hasty.

His idea itself was not wrong, and the Black Templar's first reaction was indeed to support the Celestial Lions. But, this way of supporting was really not right, right...?
Digris only thought that Rogal Dorn would explode on this issue, but he ignored the objective fact that as Rogal Dorn's genetic son, the Black Templar would also explode on this issue. This was indeed an unnecessary decision-making error, and the Chief Librarian could only force himself to swallow the bitter fruit. But fortunately, the one who exploded at present was only an Astartes Marshal (Captain) in the Black Templars. From the perspective of status and position, he, the Chief Librarian of the founding group, could barely persuade him. Since this matter was caused by him and it was indeed within his ability to handle, Digris naturally took the lead and immediately persuaded the other party, "At least wait until Lord Guilliman comes back before making a decision. There are only four days left before the return of Macragge's Glory."

After Digris's attack of persuading him with both reason and emotion, the good news is that Marshal Deramos accepted the other party's point of view; the bad news is that he only accepted part of it. The Marshal did agree that the "Impeachment Tribunal" was a serious matter, and it was not something that a small marshal like him could decide with a single astronomical message. Even Grand Marshal Helbrecht could not say with certainty that he had enough power in the face of such a matter. This matter must indeed be decided by at least one Primarch - but why must we wait for Guilliman to come back? Isn't there another Primarch in the Hera Fortress now? He is also the common genetic father of the Black Templars and the Celestial Lions. This is simply a sleepy man catching up with his pillow, it couldn't be more suitable!

After saying that, Marshal Deramos turned around and walked away again. This time, Digris failed to stop him no matter what he said. The chief think tank realized that a foreseeable chain explosion was about to occur in the Hera Fortress, and he might have to use some radical means to prevent it from happening.

He had very little time to think, but as a battle-tested think tank director, Varo Digris did not need to hesitate for too long.
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"The Emperor is driving me crazy." Fujimaru Ritsuka said dejectedly, sinking into the sofa with his neck bent at a strange angle on the armrest to correct his cervical spine. "The Emperor is really driving me crazy. He is really a bad client."

The carpet in front of the sofa was covered with a large area of ​​reference materials from the library, including paperbacks from around 2000 AD, medieval manuscripts, and even letters written on parchment and hastily bound into volumes. In addition, there were also some dictionaries in various languages, code tables, slide rules and other tools for deciphering codes scattered on the ground. The knowledge extracted from these things was temporarily summarized on the office tablet in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand - but the person's current expression seemed to make him want to use the tablet to chop two people more than using this knowledge to completely complete the work at hand.

"This is a scrapped proposal from years ago. He was the one who rejected it right after it was proposed, and now he is the one who wants to do it again!" Frustrated by the boring work, Fujimaru Ritsuka took advantage of the fact that no one was around and simply kicked his legs in the air on the sofa in the lounge to vent his emotions. "He doesn't even think about why he rejected this proposal back then - is this something that will be effective within 20 years!!"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about how she had immediately asked the Emperor such a soul-searching question after reading the compressed package, and the Emperor had replied with confidence, "That's why I need to release Robert from the position of regent of the empire and let him take charge of this matter," she became extremely angry.

No, can someone in a position like the Regent of the Empire be moved around at will?! She doesn’t know much about politics, but she does know how to employ people - can someone in a position like the Regent of the Empire be moved around at will? ? ? ! ! !
Even if you are the Emperor, you have the final say in the Empire, your will is the oracle, you don't want me to think, you want to think what you want - then you have to respect objective laws, right? ! Roboute Guilliman worked hard to stabilize the situation of the Empire that was broken in half by the Great Rift to a decent level, and you immediately replaced him with the newly returned Rogal Dorn? Those who know that you let him return to Terra to continue to work for the Empire, and those who don't think that you want to cook the dog away after the rabbit is dead! Even if the two Primarchs can understand it themselves, and the Astartes under their command can also be forced to understand it, what about mortals? What would mortals think when they see this way of handling it? Do you want to push the current Imperial Regent to personally carry out Roboute's Rebellion?

Besides, does Rogal Dorn have the personality to be the regent of the Empire? A temporary replacement for a day or two or a month or two might be fine, but in the long run - do you want to recall how many times he and Malcador had quarreled when they were on Terra?

In short, this extremely smart proposal was rejected by Fujimaru Ritsuka on the spot, and he said that it would be better to let the abandoned proposal stay in the wastebasket quietly and bring it to the table when the time is right? But the Emperor said that although the plan itself is not urgent, considering that if you want to implement this, you must start construction on Terra, and if you want to start construction on Terra, you must rely on the power of the Lord of Mankind. Although the result of their discussion at the beginning was that it would not be too late to put this plan on the agenda after the Second Astronomican was completely completed, but with the development of the situation and the Emperor's feeling about his own changes in status, he believed that it was indeed necessary to advance this plan to catch up with the window period when he was "still the Lord of Mankind".

"Some people's desire to retire has overflowed from the throne room through psychic energy to the Storm Edge." Fujimaru Ritsuka responded sarcastically, but this reason was not difficult for her to understand: anyone who was trapped in the super electric chair for 10,000 years would definitely hope to escape as soon as possible, and would not want to wait even a second longer. Therefore, even though he had some complaints about the actual operation of the Emperor, Fujimaru Ritsuka still complained to the other party and advised him to restrain his thoughts, and immediately went to the library obediently, started moving materials, and began to write a feasibility report for this abandoned project.

If the Emperor is also fooling me. During the intermission, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought angrily while lying on the sofa. I will tell all his dark history to Mr. Robert and Rogge, and I will also arrest the Emperor and torture him in front of him. Let's see who will be more embarrassed in the end!

(End of this chapter)