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Chapter 222, Father and Son Meet

Unlike when they came, when they left, Ron and his companions unexpectedly did not encounter any resistance from the Chaos Gods of the Subspace. However, this did not make Ron and his companions feel relaxed. Guilliman noticed this keenly and asked a question -

Why were they so solemn on the way back? And Valdor simply told them what would happen in the future. Although it was very brief, Guilliman obviously guessed why everyone felt solemn.

In the cold galaxy, you obviously can't be optimistic and think that the monsters in the warp space didn't find you. At least, from Guilliman's point of view, this must be a huge conspiracy of great horror.

But Guilliman didn't have time to think about these things. After all...

Being escorted back to Terra would be fine, but judging from the current situation, he seemed to have to call a guy he had never met father? This made Guilliman feel unacceptable. But there was nothing he could do. At least, judging from the current situation, this guy named Fandel might really be his father, the Emperor... Although his behavior was not normal, he did save him. He would confirm it when he arrived at Terra. If he was just a despicable pretender...

The group returned much faster than when they went there, and it could even be said that they had no obstacles and were not threatened by any subspace. This greatly shortened the voyage, and it only took four and a half days to successfully reach the Holy Land of Terra.

Arriving at Terra, Guilliman didn't even have the extra time to feel the local customs and culture of Terra, nor did he have the time to determine what Terra would look like after five thousand years. As soon as he landed, Ron clapped his hands. Then the Imperial Guard stationed in the Holy Land of Terra brought a small cart, which was piled with documents.

"I heard that you are the best at internal affairs among the Primarchs? Come, don't just sit there, let me see how good you are."

In response, there was silence. Controlling his body, which had just regenerated and whose spirit and flesh were not yet in harmony, he came to the front of the cart and picked up the documents on it. Guilliman could not help but fall into silence. Suddenly, he really understood why Roan told him that this armor was his new ICU when he woke up... Who would deal with so many documents after recovering from a serious illness? Don't you have to carry an ICU with you to ensure that you can perform rescue in an emergency and then continue to work?

"Forget it, you'll have plenty of time to deal with these later, let's deal with your father's problem first." After saying that, Ron snapped his fingers, and then Guilliman was transferred to a wasteland in Helheim. Ron led a group of Ultramarines towards the Terra Palace.

The Terra Palace was noble and sacred, but most of the time it was just a landmark building to consolidate the Empire's faith. The Ministry of the Interior and the Ecclesiarchate were where the Empire really handled things.

But that was all in the past - he had become a Saint King, so why couldn't he enjoy himself? Anyway, Ron was not the kind of person who liked to hide in a corner, suffer while sighing about his hard work, great achievements, and noble sentiments. In fact, it was the exact opposite. As long as he could have fun, Ron would not refuse anything.

Why refuse? Are you addicted to being a masochist?
Following behind Ron, the captain of the Ultramarines and others gradually realized that Ron's identity was definitely not just the so-called 'Terra Tour Group' or Vandir's apostle.

The reason was not because of anything else, it was just because Roan had no obstacles on his way to the Terra Palace - you know, the Terra Guards really didn't care about Vandire. When Roan arrived at Macragge with a large number of Guards, they felt it was incomprehensible.

How could Vandiel possibly command so many guards? Fortunately, Ron told them about the Second Empire, so they thought that the guards were there to deal with this matter, and they were not really under the command of Vandiel.

And now...

In the process of entering the Terra Palace, Ron not only had a smooth passage, but even the imperial guards on both sides of the road would actively salute him when they saw him.

Or, in other words, salute the psychic crown on Roen's head. But for them, it doesn't matter. "Give the order to prepare for the Terra parade. Well, spread the news about Guilliman's return." Roen said, "It just so happens that those remnants of Vandir are trying to stir up trouble and spread rumors that the Emperor's own son Guilliman has been resurrected. I want to see how these cultists under the banner of the Emperor will carry the Emperor against the Emperor."

"Well, with Guilliman's return, these rebellions will not disappear, but they will not form a large scale." Waldo nodded on the side. He was very clear about the current situation of the empire.

"Those bewitched civilians are no different from the previous battle sisters. When they know the truth of the matter, they will kill the organizers to atone for their sins without us having to do anything ourselves."

"We'll just have to interrogate them later." The commander of the Imperial Fists said in a deep voice, "To determine whether the redeemed are truly redeemed or just opportunists... Your Excellency the Saint King, if there is no problem, I will pass on the news of the return of the Primarch Guilliman to other chapters. This will greatly boost the morale of the Empire."

"Come on."

As they were talking, Ron and the others also arrived at the Emperor's Golden Palace.

The Emperor was still sitting high on the Golden Throne. The moment they entered here, the two Ultramarines' high-ranking officers knelt on the spot with tears in their eyes, then stood up again, looking at Ron, who was still relaxed and casual, with some confusion.

Even though the Emperor was in front of him, Ron did not show any respect or admiration. On the contrary, he remained relaxed and did not seem to be affected by the Emperor's glory as the Lord of Mankind.

Turning his head to look at the captain of the Ultramarines and the director of the think tank behind him, Ron also said: "What do you think? What do you think?"

"…Who are you?" The one who asked the question was the think tank director.

Because the Emperor was in front of him, the think tank director could more or less feel that the Emperor's consciousness seemed to be more active than imagined. At least, it was definitely not as pure, cold, and ruthless as the Star Torch projection. On the contrary, it gave people the same feeling as an ordinary person, and even more gentle.

"Ron." Ron took out a cigarette.

Looking at Ron standing there with a cigarette in his hand, the think tank director was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly stretched out his hand, and sparks of psychic energy shot out from his fingertips to light the cigarette.

Seeing the think tank director nodded, Ron said with satisfaction: "Not bad, you have potential. You have learned the core technology of Holy Land Terra."

As he spoke, Ron opened the Gate of Helheim and released Guilliman directly.

"Yes, your father."

(End of this chapter)