God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard Imperium calendar, 930.M41

Imperium of Man, Storm Star Domain, Nathan 4 Planet

Misery League headquarters, victory The Trace

Malakin’s room is not only his resting room, but also his place of meditation.

This place is located inside the Mark of Victory that is gradually being repaired. The four Chapters participating in the battle have their own stationed area, in which they can build the buildings or facilities they need.

After wandering in space for so long, the weepers finally have a "home".

After a long expedition and battle, Malakin also intends to let Chapter rest for a while, and do some things that are not convenient in the ship-based era, such as recruiting.

After being pardoned by the expedition, Malakin immediately presided over the conscription of Chapter and recruited more than one hundred recruits in several galaxies in the Star Domain.

For the follow-up transformation, the Weeping Chapter specially established a medical area on the Mark of Victory, which greatly improved the rough operating environment of the ship-based era, which can also help the recruits get better High success rate.

Apart from this, the most common thing the weepers do is to conduct joint training with Astral Knight. Although there is a training field in the mark of victory, it is far inferior to the natural nature of Astral Knight on the surface of the planet. Training ground, so they often conduct joint training with Astral Knight.

Space Marine's life is simple and boring, even for Malakin, the Chapter Chief, but he will also assist Soshian in handling some alliance affairs in addition to presiding over Chapter's daily affairs.

In fact, the two of them have become close friends who talk about everything in the past few years.

Even Soshian got the blueprint for the Abyss-class battleship from the Hulk the week before, Malakin was the first in the Alliance to know.

Now the data is lying in the warehouse, waiting for the right buyer.

"It's time to arrive too."

Malakin glanced at the time, then took a deep breath.

This room is spacious and airy, much stronger than his own room on the flagship.

Standing next to his bed is a wooden bookshelf. The old books on it are like his old friends. The familiar feeling and their contents have prompted him to read countless times.

A broken Barr manuscript lies next to a narrative poem. Books on philosophy and war talk are squeezed together, and there are other books that are not too eye-catching.

The copper incense burner is hung on the wooden rafters, and white smoke is overflowing from it.

Malagin took a deep breath of the mixed fragrance, and then stood up smoothly from the cross-legged meditation posture.

He was meditating a few hours ago. For the blood angel, this is a very important daily activity.

At this moment, he is wearing a red robe and a leather belt with a string of rosary beads hanging on the belt. It looks like a cultivator of painstaking cultivation.

At this time, the second company commander of the Weeper, Germaine Juarez, appeared at the entrance of the room, wearing a vermilion armor.

"Soshian Chapter is here."

Malagin was nodded. In fact, before the second company commander appeared, he noticed that Soshian had come out of his room.

"Please come in."

Juarez nodded, turned and left.

After that, another person entered the room.

The man was tall and wore a gray robe with loose sleeves, so that he could see the knotted muscles on his arms and the ridge-like chest.

In fact, the Astartes without armor are more terrifying, because their body proportions are similar to those of ordinary people, but they are as large as Xenos.

The visitor’s robe is rarely decorated, but the emblem of crossed swords is embroidered on the chest on the left.

But this is enough to show his identity.

Astral Knight Chapter is long, Soshian · Alexei.

As Soshian entered the room, Malakin walked to the back of the desk, removed a black wine bottle and two crystal wine glasses from the wine rack on the wall, and easily opened the cork to remove the corn. Pour the colored clear liquid into two cups.

"Brother Malakin, it's okay recently."

Soshian is also welcome, and sits directly on the chair opposite Malakin, raising the crystal cup to his lips and sipping Take a sip and enjoy the wine.

Malakin smiled slightly, and also sat on the chair.

"What do you think of this wine?"

"It has a more refined taste than the wine I usually drink."

Soshian slapped his tongue.

"Mellow and heavy, and full of surprising details."

Malagin also took a sip, then replied with a sigh:

"This is the grape that I discovered in an unnamed world in the large vortex region. The local aboriginals use it to make the most delicious wine. I learned this technique from them and made some of it myself. Unfortunately, later This world was ruined by that war.....Now there is nothing but desert."

Soshian blinked unexpectedly.

"I never thought you would be interested in making wine."

"Oh? Why?"

Soshian tilted his head and guessed Malakin Are you kidding me?

In his impression, the other party is a serious person, but occasionally he will say some meaningful jokes.

"How do you say, we were born for war, and basically don't dabble in areas that have nothing to do with war."

Malakin nodded, put down the wine glass.

"You are right, we are good at killing, but what does this have to do with our interests?"

"Interests."

Soshian He glanced around the room, and scanned the books.

"I thought that your interest is mainly in the old paper."

"That is only a part, in fact, whether it is art or interest, it is a part of our lives."

At this time, Soshian recalled the clip of his contact with the weepers, and then nodded.

"Yes, you seem to be more eager in this regard."

"That is not a desire, but a necessity."

Sigh.

"Every descendant of San Giles will inherit a certain emotion from the original body. We are lucky to experience this emotion, because we can apply it to war and art. On... But this passion is also accompanied by risks. San Giles is perfect, and although we are all born from the template of San Giles, we are not perfect. His strong passion It may be filled with a person’s soul, leaving nowhere for reason...A person cannot easily bear the anger of a Demi-God. The gifts we receive are numerous and each have divine force, but power and evil always go hand in hand. , We must also learn to control these emotions and Sovereign them instead of being controlled by them."

Red thirst and black anger, the curse of the sons of San Giles, although this is impossible for mortals. The secret of words, but for a part of the ancient Space Marine Chapter, these are all things recorded in the archives.

These records are also to remind posterity that there are some things that need to be noticed when working with the Son of San Giles.

"What does this have to do with your interests?"

"Through learning the details of workmanship, the way of painting and dyeing, the swinging skills of the hammer when carving, the writing of the brush Skill, we use this to fight against the wild beast hidden in our hearts...We must learn how to live in the beauty like San Giles, because all beautiful things are very important to him."

"I understand, you are imitating the lifestyle of the original body."

"You can say so."

"Then you must be the person who imitates the most. "

Soshian raised his glass, said with a slight smile:

"Respect the eternal San Giles."