The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After returning to his residence, Thracian's mind was filled with Tasia's face. He seemed to miss her especially tonight. After tossing and turning in bed for a while, he hesitated and opened the communicator, dialing Tasia's channel.

However, after ringing for twenty seconds, the communicator didn't respond. Thracian felt a little flustered for some reason, but fortunately, he finally got through.

"Hmm, Thracian?"

Amidst the faint static, Tasia's slightly lazy voice came from the other end of the communicator, and Thracian seemed to faintly hear the sound of water in the background?

"Uh, are you busy?"

"No, not at all."

At this moment, Thracian vaguely heard another voice.

".It's my turn."

If he wasn't mistaken, was that Ashley?

"Are you with Ashley?"

"Uh~".

"Have you been drinking?"

"Just a little~".

"Are you okay? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Pick me up for what, you.idiot, um, Kaya said that there's a.hot spring near the Holy City, so we're just resting here for a bit, uh——"

Suddenly, it sounded like something was stuffed into Tasia's mouth, and she only regained her voice a few seconds later.

"Cough cough, damn it.Ashley.Go drink yourself, you almost choked me. She suddenly went crazy and poured wine into my mouth."

Ashley's delicate laughter rang out, and Thracian felt relieved for some reason.

"Is that so? Then drink a little less. How about we go to the famous Silver Lake tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow.Ah!"

Tasia suddenly let out a sharp gasp.

".Are you trying to kill me? Go find Fabiola to play with."

"Tomorrow.Ugh.The day after tomorrow then. I have some things to do tomorrow. I'm hanging up now, Ashley's drunk and making a fuss here."

"Oh, okay, then——"

Before he could finish, she hung up. Thracian scratched his head, feeling a little depressed. He couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he just lay in bed.

Suddenly, he remembered the "local specialty legendary novel" that Antotesa had given him, with a mysterious expression at the time. However, he wasn't very interested in literature, and he had hardly read any literary works except for cramming before exams. After thinking it over, he took out the book from his personal luggage.

"Annals of Saint Casparren. Hmm, it's a historical novel."

Thracian didn't start from the first page, but flipped directly to the middle. As a result, the content on it made his eyes widen.

".He was so majestic, his body as grand as a god pressed down on the girl who was as small as a pet in comparison. Her pink lips parted slightly, emitting gasps and whimpering sounds. Her tender hands weakly supported his chest like a rock, and tiny beads of sweat covered her fair, plump body like condensed milk, rising and falling with the impact like a small boat in a stormy sea."

For some reason, Thracian's mind was suddenly filled with some rather disharmonious images, scaring him into quickly closing the book and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"What kind of crap book is this."

Thracian sat up and calmed down for a while, finally deciding to take a cold shower. However, he underestimated the temperature of the water here, and it sent a shiver down his spine as soon as it splashed on him.

"Achoo!"

Li Lin, who was using a tool to polish a Warrior Bug skull, suddenly sneezed, and the polishing machine almost shaved off an important horn.

"That's strange."

Li Lin rubbed his nose and frowned.

"Why have I been sneezing so much lately?"

"I told you to wear a mask. Don't you know that your dust is flying everywhere?"

Sabrin leaned against the bar not far away, holding a goblet in his hand filled with shimmering golden liquid. Around them, there were Eleventh Legion warriors playing various board games or engaging in sword fighting competitions.

"What's the big deal about a little dust? I'm planning to install this thing on the Stormhawk. Cool, right?"

"Cool."

Chuckling, Li Lin continued to focus on his work. Sabrin suddenly glanced around.

"Hey, where are your two treasures?"

"They said they wanted to go out and play, so I let them go."

"You're so indulgent with them."

"It doesn't matter, we're not busy right now. Everyone's just waiting to leave, but I'd rather stay here."

"Ha, are you worried about not having any battles to fight? The company lost twenty-seven brothers this time, and five more went into Dreadnoughts. We need to go back and replenish some manpower."

At this moment, Sabrin walked over.

"But we probably won't be able to stay for too long this time. Once the Night's Dawn is repaired, we'll probably have to take on important combat missions."

"Can that ship be repaired so quickly?"

"It's been several years, right? Zhao-Arcadia seems to have a secret shipyard where the Abyss-class ships are mainly repaired. It's much faster than normal. Ah, a Gloriana-class battleship. You know, even the Eleventh Legion can be revived. The Eighth Legion should be able to as well, right?"

Li Lin raised his head and smiled:

"What's wrong? Do you also want to be a Sabrin Legion Commander? But the Star Knights' colors are acceptable to the Imperium. Our colors might not be so acceptable. We can't go back to messing around in the Eye of Terror, can we?"

"The galaxy is so big. It's not like we have to choose between the Emperor and Chaos, right? I think Chapter Master Sollemnus's journey can be an inspiration to us."

"Brother, are you already thinking about how to become independent?"

Sabrin shook his head.

"Not independent. Haven't you noticed? The Eleventh Legion is no longer just a simple legion. Look at Chapter Master Sollemnus's skills in the sector. I think it's more appropriate to call it a new empire than a legion. This isn't just an Astartes legion, but a completely new system, a new social structure, a new military organization model. Both the Eleventh and Eighth Legions are part of this."

Sabrin suddenly lowered his voice.

".are part of this Sollemnus Empire."

Li Lin's eyes widened slightly.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

"It's definitely not an exaggeration. You're not blind, are you? Do you think the Nayseth System looks like the Imperium?"

Li Lin shook his head.

"What about the Bracato System?"

He shook his head again.

"So, the conclusion isn't hard to reach, right? Actually, I don't think this is a bad thing. The Imperium has been around for ten thousand years. Who knows how much longer it can last in this state. If there really is a huge crisis and an irresistible disaster, then the outdated Imperial system will inevitably have to take the step of reform. Now there's already a template. Perhaps under the new framework, the Eighth Legion can be reborn."

"The way you put it, it seems like there's some truth to it. I heard Bahram say that Chapter Master Sollemnus also met the Imperial Prime Minister on Terra. Hey, is there really going to be a day when an Astartes presides over the Imperium?"

"Hard to say, hard to say, but I'm willing to believe in that hope."

"Wow, if the Legion really recovers, are we going to have to guard the Codex?"

"Codex? Codex my ass! Is your brain filled with water? What Guilliman wrote was somewhat useful ten thousand years ago, but what's the difference between it and toilet paper now? It takes several chapters to fight a Tyranid tendril fleet. If it weren't for the Legion, this sector would have been gone long ago."

"Um, but Guilliman doesn't seem to be dead, just half-dead. If he wakes up and sees the Imperium so different, won't there be a civil war?"

"He wakes up?"

Sabrin turned around and pointed at the liquor cabinet.

"If he can wake up, I'll drink all of this!"

"Ha, don't make such big talk."

Just then, the communication bead clipped to Li Lin's ear suddenly rang. He pressed it with his hand and said:

"What is it?"

Two seconds later, he frowned.

"I'm busy. You just arrived, great? What does that have to do with me? I just finished close combat training. After taking a shower, I have to go do Stormhawk flight simulation training.Tch, troublesome!"

With that, he stood up and waved goodbye to Sabrin.

"I'll be back later. You start it up first."

Hearing this, Sabrin just smiled and shook his head, watching Li Lin's back as he walked out the door.

"This guy. I don't even know if it's your personality or your gene-seed that's the problem."