What his brothers witnessed were nothing more than false masks, but he was the only one who witnessed the truth.

Zhuang Sen breathed silently and lowered his head.

【She took the initiative to find you?】

Jonson heard footsteps, wandering footsteps.

Jonson's eyes were directed at Asmodeus again.

【My knight, this is your mission.】

"Effective, calm, cautious, a little eccentric and hidden, but also greedy and reckless."

The Emperor's eyes opened.

【...No, I'm worried about the opposite.】

The emperor turned around and looked at his heir. In his pupils obscured by the shadow of the hood, Johnson felt that his secrets and thoughts had nowhere to hide.

"She is indeed calm and cautious, and is used to making many preparations and plans, but this caution is actually prepared for the recklessness deep in her heart."

Although in the eyes of others, the Lord of the First Legion simply stood up and looked directly at Horus, expressing that his legion's military affairs were urgent and did not allow extravagant behavior to kill time.

"Be careful, for your desires are hard to satisfy."

【So, you met her?】

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His brother Horus was still as hopeless as before, eager to imitate the sun's torch. He thought that the lion did not know his little thoughts and the somewhat ridiculous entanglements and annoyances in his heart.

Then, he asked Jonson to tell more, telling all the information that the First Legion had about Morgan's past, telling what Morgan did during his time in the First Legion, and telling every move, word and action of Morgan, some of which

Maybe even Morgan himself has forgotten it.

His green pupils glared at everyone, allowing the three brothers to see that even if they continued to invite Zhuang Sen to sit down and chat, although he would not refuse, he would not participate in any more topics.

【It’s time for you to have an assistant, Johnson.】

[For the time being, let her stay by your side until this war is over. 】

He remained silent, left, and boarded the Emperor's ship to catch up with the belated meeting between the brothers.

[You have a question, even if it spans the interstellar world and the universe, you still want to get the answer? 】

Caliban's giant cat turned his head again, and his eyes stayed on Morgan's face long enough, but he saw nothing except a plain smile without any sincerity or provocation.

get.

【Some people always need light and applause.】

"She won't rush forward, but she won't stop either."

[This is an established fact. My will, your will, and even her will cannot change this, completely, unchangeably.]

"As a mortal?"

"I will ensure that this sword will suit her best."

In fact, except for the emperor's words and instructions, he could not remember any details of that meeting.

This is what the Lord of Mankind looks like. When Jonson met his genetic father for the first time in the deep woods of Caliban, he was sure that what he saw was the true side of his father.

Then, she turned sideways and stood aside, and then he noticed another creature lingering at her feet.

"This may involve a secret, but I think it is necessary to report this matter to you."

The Lord of Humanity wears an emerald armor, and the scales are inlaid with gold edges and connected with gold and silver threads, shining with soft dark green light in the dim shadows.

The Emperor just closed his eyes.

"I will reserve a sword for her, father."

[She will eventually leave the human empire, leave me, and will also leave you. This separation is destined not to be a reluctant farewell between friends. It will be played in blood and fire, heading towards a place that will not be recorded in any epic.

Killing and the end.】

The Lion of Caliban drove his sons and crew almost harshly. He refused any reason to stay except for necessary supplies. The Dark Angel's fleet operated at its most efficient posture and returned to the front line non-stop.

The poor think tank unconsciously took a step back under this gaze, and then nodded cautiously.

[But... mark my words, Jonson.]

The emperor listened to every word carefully and carefully, and then fell into a deeper and longer silence.

She stopped in front of him, saluted and saluted him, and addressed him respectfully as "Your Excellency Zhuangson".

His eyes are not visible to outsiders, and his tall nose and smooth chin tell of his youth, but when he speaks, there is a natural stability and vicissitudes of life.

"Do you need me to bring her, father?"

【...No, no need.】

He covered himself with a robe that was also golden. The robe was a bit shabby and dark, with patterns of eagles, swords and laurels woven from black silk threads on it.

【But some people don’t need it.】

[Until Ran Dan is erased, I will let her come back at a suitable time. Before that, just treat her as learning everything about being the original body by your side. 】

"Yes."

"Step by step, be bold."

In the end, Zhuang Sen simply gave up.

Zhuang Sen stood in the light. In his sight, in the looming shadow in front of him, a shadow slightly taller than him was slowly appearing.

Now, he should think about other things.

About that sword.

About Duran.

About his brother he has yet to meet: Leman Russ.
Chapter completed!