Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 275 Guilliman: You look familiar?
Under the gazes of many people, Guilliman strode down the heavenly steps and returned to the team.

boom--

The crowd erupted in shock and fear, shouting and begging the Primarch for enlightenment.

Guilliman did not respond, however, nor did he reveal any details of his audience with his father.

It just means that I have the answers to all my questions.

At this moment, the Primarch was filled with worry and confusion, wondering how to deal with the terrible storm that was about to hit, and how to contact the unknown brother.

He now longs for someone to help him.

Guilliman frowned and passed by Ron, who was craning his neck to watch the fun in the crowd.

Soon, new teams began to gather.

The Primarch summoned many warriors and signaled the leader of the Guards, Valanor, to go with him.

When a larger team was formed, Guilliman faced the crowd and issued the first order:
Summon all High Lords of Terra immediately!

He will announce a resolution in public at the Terran Council——

After ten thousand years, the Emperor's own son, Robert Guilliman, will once again take over as the Supreme Commander of the Empire!

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Connect the Axiom Fortress.

Unlike many of the decayed, ugly buildings on Holy Terra, this fortress still exudes the air of wealth and abundance.

Antiques from ancient civilizations, alien technological creations, the oldest and newest gadgets in the galaxy are gathered here.

Because this is the headquarters of the Imperial Merchant Fleet and also the residence of the Rogue Trader spokesperson.

Centuries before the founding of the Empire, the foundations of the Nexus Fortress were laid.

Every merchant license is issued from here, and every statistical data on transportation, taxation, and trade between the systems is stored here.

At the same time, the fortress is also a huge signal receiver, constantly collecting data on merchant ships from various relay stations and broadcasts.

Deep within the fortress, there is also a terrifying genetically modified creature called the Calcullo Schedule Manager, which lives in a culture tank and coordinates the Empire's shipping.

"Hiss~ This antique looks a bit familiar..."

Ron and Shahim walked through the magnificent corridor, and he saw a porcelain vase placed in a display case.

According to the label description.

This is a relic from an ancient dynasty tens of thousands of years ago. The material and craftsmanship are extremely special. It was found in the subspace by a certain merchant ship.

He looked at the familiar glaze and pattern on the vase and could roughly tell that it looked like porcelain from the Tang Dynasty...

Sure enough, there is everything in the subspace.

After taking a few glances, Ron withdrew his gaze and followed Shahim deeper into the cave.

Missionary rights have been obtained.

This time they came to connect with the Axiom Fortress to meet the Supreme Lord and the spokesperson for the Rogue Traders - Kania Danda.

To resolve the inheritance procedure of the Emperor Blood Merchant License.

Now, Guilliman has officially become the Supreme Commander of the Empire, that is, the Regent.

But his position was not secure.

Ron could feel that the atmosphere on Holy Terra was very depressing, and something was brewing.

That was the smell of a coup.

In the densely populated hive cities, Chaos cults and mutants are restless.

If my guess is correct, Holy Terra will be plunged into a bloody storm, and countless people will die in this disaster.

Even the Supreme Lord might be assassinated in this chaos.

Ron didn't want to get involved in this complicated dispute.

Most of the high-ranking officials in the empire secretly control high-level military forces or train top assassins, and can even attract evil alien foreign aid.

Those powerful individuals are not there to eat for free.

They have access to poisons powerful enough to severely injure the Primarch, mystical force weapons, and the fiery melta bombs that are equal parts human and human.

Even if Ron's real body arrived here, without many guards, he could not guarantee that he could escape safely.

In this situation.

He only hoped that Shahim could pass the verification quickly, obtain the hereditary contract, and officially inherit the identity of the Imperial Blood Merchant of the Govindi Family.

Then, get away from Holy Terra before the conflict breaks out completely.

Soon, Ron and Shahim, under the guidance of the servitor, stepped into a magnificent door.

There is the office of Kania Danda, the Supreme Lord and spokesman for the Rogue Traders.

After they entered, the door slammed shut.

It didn't take long.

Ron and Shahim came out with gloomy faces.

Negotiations broke down.

Kania Danda required the Govindi family to sign an alliance agreement and to disclose all channels and give 50% of their profits to the alliance.

At the same time, she disregarded the spirit of the hereditary free contract and made subtle threats.

It seems like the Govendi family has been taken advantage of.

After all, a declining Imperial Blood Family is a piece of fat meat for her, a spokesperson for the traveling merchants and wandering vagrants.

Shahim's face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

As soon as he left the mansion, he growled, "Damn it, that woman is too greedy, she wants to swallow us up!"

Shahim looked up at Ron, his face full of worry:

"What should we do if that woman obstructs the agency from issuing the hereditary contract?"

That is indeed possible.

Even though the Emperor's Blood Trade License has sacred force, as the supreme lord, Danda can do a lot of things.

Even if she cannot manipulate the verification process and falsify it, she can still delay time through some complicated procedures.

According to the efficiency of the empire, it is normal for a process to take dozens or even hundreds of years if it is delayed further.

This was unacceptable to Ron and Shahim. After all, they communicated with Danda just to speed up the verification process.

"don’t worry……"

Ron patted Shahim on the shoulder: "The Supreme Lord has been blinded by power and greed. She will soon be in big trouble!"

If he remembers correctly.

This Supreme Lord will unite with three other High Lords: the Pope of the Ecclesiarchy, the Minister of the Interior, and the Ambassador of the Navigator, to launch a bloody coup against the Primarch.

Then their coup failed, and they were kicked out of the Council of High Lords together, completely losing power.

Ron originally thought that if the cooperation was pleasant, he would secretly warn her through certain channels.

Give her a chance to pull back from the brink.

Now it seems that it is not necessary, she can go wherever she wants.

Ron sighed slightly.

The channels for the wandering merchants have been cut off.

If they wanted to get the hereditary contract quickly, they could only turn to his half-brother, Brother Guilliman.

On the way back, when passing through a dark passage, Ron and his companion were suddenly intercepted by someone.

They were two girls wearing white robes, with noble looks and a pair of white wings.

Ron could recognize at a glance that the visitors were the twin holy attendants of the silver-haired angel Saint Celestine.

The twin holy attendants bowed slightly, their voices sweet.

They sincerely invited Mr. Shahim and his steward to meet the living saint.

At the same time, a secret passage beside the road was opened.

Shahim was a little confused.

That holy living saint invited himself?
They don’t know him either.

Even during the Battle on the Moon and the Pilgrimage, the other side had never noticed him.

Hearing this, Ron's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, it came.

Looking for Shahim was just a cover.

This wave is probably aimed at him, the savior and demon-eater.

The gaze of the silver-haired angel before had made him feel a little uneasy. The other party's psychic awareness was too sharp.

His sensitivity far exceeds that of Guilliman, the Primarch!
The other party might have noticed something unusual.

But Ron thought about it.

Why did the silver-haired angel come looking for me?

In the Battle of Macragge, he just saved the other party once. It shouldn't be necessary for the other party to miss him so much, right?
Could it be that she is greedy for my body?
That’s not possible?

Even though his true form is terrifyingly handsome, he is the chosen one of Slaanesh, the one whom the Lord of Pleasure wants to whip, the galactic succubus, and the poison that women cannot refuse.

But he didn't reveal his true face in front of the silver-haired angel.

What's more, Saint Celestine is a living saint, a loyal servant of the Emperor, and the chosen one of the "Fifth Evil God".

How could such a being, with such firm faith and lifelong service to the great will, have any other emotions?

Thank God we don't regard him as a heretic.

Thinking of this, Ron first ruled out this answer.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Since this is not the reason, there is only one real answer.

That being may have obtained some information and wanted to find out the true identity of the Demon Eater in some way.

There are even more sinister purposes!

Ron could imagine what would happen next with his eyes closed.

Classic plot.

When they arrived at Saint Celestine's residence.

Shahim would probably be left in the reception room for some reason.

He would be invited by the twin holy servants into a secret room deep in the residence, where the silver-haired angel would be waiting for him for a secret meeting.

When they met, the other party confirmed her identity in some way, and then she pounced on her.

Pin the great savior and demon-eater to the ground and bring him to justice.

Maybe they would even tie him up and take him to see the Primarch.

"Hiss~ That living saint is repaying kindness with enmity and has sinister intentions!"

This speculation made Ron a little nervous.

The good news is that this body of his is just a clone and won't be completely caught.

Bad news, Shahim can't run away, he will probably be caught and interrogated using secret methods.

Although there is no danger to his life, the Demon Eater's true identity may be exposed.

I'm afraid this wave will reveal my true colors!

Once Guilliman and others know his true identity, they will not only be in danger of working for the Empire and struggling for their entire lives.

What's more troublesome is that Holy Terra has not been cleansed by the Primarch yet, and has been infiltrated by the forces of Chaos like a sieve.

After all, they can spread Gouzi literature in front of the Divine Emperor.

Once his secrets were leaked, the forces of chaos would surely know about it.

At that time, a lot of danger will be added unnecessarily, as so many enemies are looking for me!
Fortunately, the silver-haired angel didn't seem to be sure and was just making a simple test.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t have sent the Twin Holy Attendants to invite you.

Ron frowned slightly, hesitating on how to respond.

After all, they are here...

just forget it.

Ron glanced at Shaheem.

Then he smiled at the twin holy attendants and firmly rejected the invitation:
"Sorry, we have urgent matters to attend to. We are unable to go see Saint Celestine for the time being..."

He thought for a moment and added, "Once the problem is resolved, we will go to meet Saint Celestine and apologize in person."

After hearing what Ron said, the twin holy servants exchanged glances with each other.

They seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding in silence, and nodded slightly in an elegant manner, expressing their understanding and acceptance:
"The master is looking forward to your arrival..." Then, they lightly spread their wings behind them and left like two dreamy lights, leaving behind beautiful silhouettes.

Call ~
Ron heaved a sigh of relief only after the twin holy servants walked away.

And escaped temporarily.

Fortunately, he had bought time. He was just fooling them. As soon as he finished his business, he quickly ran back to Ers's lair!
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Imperial Senate.

This is the seat of power on the Imperial Throne World of Holy Terra, where the duties of the Council of High Lords are carried out.

Its architecture imitates the design of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and the huge podium in the center is the meeting place for the supreme lords.

Now, Robert Guilliman, the Emperor's own son, Primarch of the Ultramarines, and Supreme Commander of the Empire, is stationed here.

Office of the Supreme Commander.

The Primarch's massive frame was bent over his desk, looking through papers with a frown on his face.

The noise from the Armor of Destiny annoyed him a little.

What made Guilliman even more irritated was the attitude of the High Lords.

Although he had the support of several Supreme Lords including the Star Torch Court and the Sisters, more Supreme Lords were vaguely resistant.

The Indomitable Crusade was also difficult to implement.

At the same time, he also sensed that there was an undercurrent surging in Holy Terra.

"That brother foresaw all this..."

Guilliman took out a portrait from the file. It showed a young lord, but his features were a little blurry.

That was the image he saw in Magnus's magic formation, and he was certain that the other party was the Demon Eater, the true body of his brother.

In front of the Golden Throne, the brother gave him some psychic messages before leaving.

It was about the situation on Holy Terra, telling him to be wary of certain High Lords.

Guilliman looked at the portrait and felt somewhat relieved.

After he woke up, the world he faced was so strange.

Some of the former brothers died, some betrayed them, and the rest disappeared.

The Primarch's blood created a barrier between him and the people around him.

Those people worshipped me as a demigod, and treated me with respect, as if I was not of the same species as them.

These made him feel indescribably lonely and out of tune with the people and things around him.

Guilliman felt that he was bearing all this alone.

However, now he is no longer alone.

The Primarch knew that there was at least one living brother in this world who supported him, and he was not fighting alone!

Since that brother is familiar with everything that happened on Holy Terra, it proves that he is at least within the solar system.

Even hiding in Holy Terra.

He had a vague feeling that the other party was not too far away from him.

Guilliman sighed slightly.

From the brother's tone, he realized that the other party was evading and unwilling to take on the responsibility of the empire.

Moreover, the father's restrictions on that child were too lenient, which was completely different from his previous attitude towards other children.

This won't work!

The Primarch's expression became serious. As one of the parents and possessing such powerful abilities, how could he evade his responsibilities?

He must invite that brother back and work together to revive the empire!

Thinking of this, Guilliman stared at the portrait, as if trying to remember its appearance firmly in his mind.

He was confident that he could find the other person in the crowd at a glance.

After a while, Guilliman realized something and gently put the portrait down.

It's time for the meeting.

The heir of the Govindi family asked for a meeting, apparently wanting to get his help.

It seems that their relationship with the Rogue Trader High Lord Kania Danda is not very good, so they have to ask for help from him.

That's just right.

Kania Danda has already clearly opposed the new policy, and he needs to support new merchant forces.

Guilliman gently pressed the bell beside the table, signaling the servants to let in Shahim and his staff.

……

At the door of the Supreme Commander's office.

Ron and Shahim got permission and walked into the office together.

However, as soon as they walked in, they heard a soft cry.

They looked in the direction of the sound and saw scattered documents on the ground. The Primarch was bending over with difficulty, trying to pick up the documents, but his hands were out of reach.

The two sides looked at each other, and there was a hint of embarrassment.

The Primarch stood up, showing a warm smile, and said in a self-deprecating tone:
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Although this armor saved my life, it caused me a lot of trouble, and I have to wear it all the time..."

Guilliman came over and motioned for the two to sit down on the stone chairs for guests: "Please take a seat, both of you."

Just as Ron was about to sit down, he noticed that the Primarch's eyes were fixed on him, as if he was examining something.

He stroked his beard and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Lao Ji could recognize it like this?
This cloned body was transformed based on the physiological characteristics of the family of the vassal steward of the Govendi family, and used a completely different appearance.

And the soul consciousness invested is very weak.

It's exactly the strength of an ordinary person.

"Have we met before?"

Guilliman took a close look and suddenly asked, he felt vaguely that the other party was familiar.

Hearing this, Ron immediately said respectfully:

"Yes, sir, I have been on the pilgrimage, in the procession behind you.

You must have seen me on the pilgrimage..."

"No wonder, Mr. Grant, please take a seat..."

Guilliman nodded and moved his massive body to sit on the stone chair.

He didn't think much about it, as this aide named Grant did participate in the pilgrimage.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and sat down behind Shahim.

As expected, Brother Guilliman's psychic perception was a little...slow, and he discovered it in front of the Golden Throne.

It was a bit difficult to convey the information to him.

This is actually a good thing, as it means that Guilliman's consciousness will be more solid and less likely to be corrupted by Chaos.

Moreover, it has high defense against chaos attacks.

Maybe this is one of the reasons why he is so tough, directly reducing the attack of those chaotic beings.

Soon, the conversation between the two sides began.

Shahim roughly recounted the unfair treatment he had suffered, and said that there was a problem in his territory that was eagerly waiting for him to return to deal with it.

He hopes to get the help of the original body to speed up the verification process and inherit the family legacy as soon as possible.

Guilliman happily agreed and chatted with Shahim and the other man in a happy mood.

Pull it into your camp.

But Ron could sense the fatigue and sadness hidden behind that smile.

Guilliman has been holding on, trying to handle all affairs as a qualified leader.

And take care of other people's emotions.

It's not easy for Brother Guilliman...

Ron felt a little guilty, and said to himself:

"If you become rich and powerful, don't forget each other!

When I become rich and drive a Titan, I will definitely support you!"

But the next second.

His eyes swept over a portrait on the ground that looked very much like himself, and most of the guilt in his heart disappeared.

You are so good, Guilliman, you actually care about your brother me so much!

You want to find me and bring me to Holy Terra to work as a slave, right?
I was sweating profusely.

Now, Ron wanted to run away even faster.

After finally waiting for the conversation to end and obtaining the warrant with the Primarch's emblem on it, Ron followed Shahim out, feeling relieved.

Don't stay here for long!

When Ron was about to step out of the office.

The Primarch's voice suddenly came, carrying a hint of irresistibility: "Wait a moment."

???

Ron tried his best to control his emotions and turned around stiffly.

Then, he saw the Primarch's apologetic smile: "Mr. Grant, could you please help pick up the documents on the ground?"

"No...no problem."

Ron walked back.

He quickly picked up the documents and walked out of the office quickly.

Guilliman had little doubt about Mr. Grant's attitude, as people were always a little afraid of him.

I don't know why, but he just asked the other person for help.

The Primarch continued to look at the documents.

A long time passed.

He suddenly raised his head and frowned.

Always feel like you're missing something?

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Ebony Grail Cathedral.

This is the headquarters of the Sisters and one of the sanctuaries of the Living Saint, Saint Celestine, is located here.

The silver-haired angel, wearing a silky robe, stood on the balcony.

She seemed to be expecting something.

Soon, the twin holy servants flew over and told her a piece of news: Mr. Shahim and his staff had left Holy Terra on a merchant ship.

Saint Celestine frowned steadily, but didn't say anything. After all, it was just a clone of Mr. Demon Eater.

Since he doesn't want to meet me for the time being, then forget it.

She had a vague feeling that they would be able to meet in another place soon...
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airspace.

Govindi.

A room in the cabin.

"I have successfully escaped and am finally going back!" Ron lay on the sofa, drinking iced cola comfortably.

After obtaining the Primarch's warrant, he and Shahim immediately went to get the hereditary contract.

Let Shahim officially inherit the legacy of the Govindi family and become the Imperial Blood Merchant.

After that, they headed to the airport without stopping and left the solar system as quickly as possible.

This trip to Terra successfully achieved its goal, and it is time to go back and vigorously develop the territory.

Soon, Guilliman will assemble a fleet to launch an expedition against the forces of Chaos, and he cannot be left behind.

At least we have to have enough strength to participate in this battle before Guilliman enters the Garden of Nurgle.

Burning down the Chaos God's lair, how could the great savior miss such an opportunity?

And you have to help the goddess of life.

Ron was drinking his iced cola leisurely.

Suddenly, he heard shocking news on the ship's public channel...

(End of this chapter)