Chapter 1013 267. Round table discussion (Part 2, Sons of Horus, 3k)

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Chapter 1013 267. Round table discussion (Part 2, Sons of Horus, 3k)

"plan?"

Robert Guilliman asked doubtfully: "What plan, Cephalon? When did you and our father draw up a plan?"

"According to the confidentiality regulations, I have no right to disclose this information to you. However, out of my personal sympathy for you and the Primarchs, I decided to disclose a little. This plan is selected by an S-class authority holder and an emergency captain.

, the Emperor, that is, the Lord of Humanity in a narrow sense, has formulated it. As for the content of the plan, you will soon know."

"Are you serious, Central?"

"You make two mistakes about whether I am serious. First, I am always serious because I am not human and I can maintain full concentration every second that passes. Second, if you think

This plan that doesn’t even have a name sounds unreliable, please ask your father, he is the initiator, I am only executing it.”

"Okay, okay, Robert." Sanguinius had no choice but to dissuade him. "Stop fighting with the Center unless you are not on the Revenge."

"No, Sanguinius has a pair of beautiful wings. Even if Robert Guilliman is not on the Vengeance, as long as he is still using the array technology, I can still engage in the 'competition' you call him."

".Can you please start, Center?"

"If this is the request of Sanguinius, who has a pair of beautiful wings, I can agree."

The archangel showed a strange expression. He looked at the others in disbelief, wanting to ask for help. Except for Lorgar Aurelion, who was still absent-minded, only Leon El'Jonson showed a look that he had known he would do.

expression.

Everyone else seemed to be holding back their smiles, even Guilliman.

"Okay, I beg you to start, is this okay, Center?"

The hub did not answer, but after a few seconds, he projected a huge title in the center of the round table to ensure that everyone could see it.

【Sons of Horus】

[The death of the original body almost caused them to collapse, but the tragic reality could not defeat their will. Ten thousand years later, they still stand gloriously in front of every enemy of mankind. ]

Horus Luperkar slowly raised his head. At this moment, his eyes were unfocused. After a while, he came back to his senses.

He looked to Robert Guilliman, Sanguinius, and Corvus Corax.

"So what you said when you were drunk at the banquet that time was not a joke?"

He covered his face and put his hands down after a few seconds. The face that was rubbed until the blood surged was full of childlike confusion: "Aren't you kidding me?"

"I think even if I were really crazy, I wouldn't joke about it, Horus," Corax replied.

He was silent for a while before continuing to speak.

"Anyway, that's what happened." The Lord of Crows waved his hand, as if he was escaping from something. "Go on, Center."

So, the projection continues.

[Horus Luperkar, a glorious name, a name that can never be erased from history. No matter who you are, no matter where you are in the empire, you should have heard his name. Anyone

Everyone should know that if it were not for the sacrifice of Horus Luperkar, we would have died ten thousand years ago.】

"Sounds like a good epitaph." Perturabo sneered, looking at Horus. "So, you are a hero now, Warmaster - how does it feel?"

The Wolf Shepherd didn't answer, he was gritting his teeth.

Leon El'Jonson made Perturabo reluctantly shut his mouth with a cold glare. At the other end of the round table, Sanguinius clasped his hands in silence.

[However, if you really want to understand Horus and the Sons of Horus, you must understand his death and the profound impact his death has had on the Empire.]

[Where to start? From the betrayal ten thousand years ago, or from the reunion between Horus and the Emperor?]

[I would like to describe everything to you readers now, but I can't. After all, this is not my personal work. This is a memoir, the Emperor's memoir. So, it must be at his pace, his memory

Come.】

[In the name of the Emperor, I have written this book for him. He has imbued me with supreme power so that I can behold this great glory and share his memory. I know that this can only last for a moment.

But I don’t care. My life belongs to the Emperor, and if I can sacrifice it for him, that would be the best thing. So, if you have read this, please be prepared.]

【You will know what we have done for humanity to continue to this day.】

"And we don't even know his name." Fulgrim said softly. "There are countless people who have succeeded us without any regrets."

"Respect the sacrifice."

Leman Russ, who had become taciturn, said his most emotional words in recent times at this moment, and a brief but brilliant smile flashed on the Fenrisian's haggard face.

"Honor the sacrifice," they said in unison - Lorgar Aurelion among them.

He had already guessed the identity of the person who wrote these words, and felt sincerely sad for him, so he participated in them. At the same time, he couldn't help but start thinking about it.

Father, how many things have you done without telling us?

[Corsonia, a dying mining world. Poverty, pollution, famine, and brutal oppression by managers are now commonplace in the empire, but at that time, it was still shocking.]

[The real powerful people have long since left this world, leaving only a mess that was ruined by them. Countless people are fighting each other in this mud pit. At this moment, there is only one social structure left on this planet, that

It’s a gang.]

[The gangsters control everything. In fact, if you carefully consider their weapons and equipment and even the combat quality of their personnel, you will find that calling them gangsters is simply a deification of the word. ]

[Yes, there are many fierce scavengers among them, but there are also veterans who can fight with the technological barbarians on Terra. This means that Horus's living environment has been very bad from the beginning. ]

[Fortunately, he has not been assimilated by the environment. This is the case for strong people. Strong people never adapt to the environment. On the contrary, they change the environment. 】

[Living in such a terrible world, Horus Luperkar has a natural sense of justice in his heart. He will not see those who do evil and oppress good people, and will never let go of any scum that kills innocent people indiscriminately.

.]

[His moral values ​​make him incompatible with this world. Many gangsters have begun to spread rumors about a chivalrous legend who can fight one against ten with bare hands. However, this has nothing to do with the Emperor. Long before they began to recite the name of Horus

, the emperor has already noticed his son.】

"It's completely different from your upbringing, brother." Roger Dorn commented.

Although it was a comment, there was no hint of arrogance in his words. On the contrary, there was a trace of complicated emotions on the serious face of the Terran guard.

Horus glanced at him and realized that Dorn might have guessed something with his wisdom.

"Yes." Horus sighed.

He didn't want to make any comments on this matter, just wanted to continue reading. Knowing this would not help him at all, but

However, humans are creatures that do not need many reasons to act.

He just wanted to watch it.

The projection changed, from text to picture. It was originally the first person, but then changed to the perspective of a bystander. It looked very strange. In a dark hall, a man with golden light was waiting nervously.

With.

He was very nervous - there was no need to spend much time explaining this, his eyes were trembling, full of expectation and worry.

This emotion did not last long. The door was pushed open and another person walked in. The man laughed when he saw him for the first time. The person who appeared in front of him was still a boy - even though he was already a boy.

Go up to giant, but he is undoubtedly still a child.

[This means I haven’t been absent for too long, which is really great.]

On the screen, a line of words appeared next to the man.

"Hello, Horus."

The halo gently dissipated and floated quietly in the air. When the outer golden body fell off, what appeared in front of the primarchs and Horus in the picture was a tired and old man.

His eyes are as old as fossils. They look clear, but there are countless dim impurities in them. His face is young, which makes people feel energetic at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they are full of deep twilight and fatigue.

It seems that he will die in the next second.

"Finally I see you." The man smiled, and he couldn't stop his smile. "Please forgive me - I'm sorry, kid, I am so happy. I am your father."

The picture stopped here, and then the text appeared again.

[The Emperor's sons did not know that their father could see the future and read minds. The Emperor had never demonstrated this to me, but he had opened his eyes to me from the time I agreed to write for him.

Memory. I was able to travel in it, and I saw a lot, but I didn't see anything I shouldn't have seen. I am his servant, and I will never exceed it.】

[Thus, at the moment of their meeting, Horus Luperkar had only one thing on his mind. This incident he later related to one of the recorders who visited him during the Great Crusade, whose

The responsibilities are the same as mine, but his writings have been lost in time.]

[Horus Luperkar thought, it's like a man who has been living in darkness seeing the sun for the first time - if you have never seen it with your own eyes, you won't be like this. But as long as you see it once, you will realize that you are

What has been lost.]

The Shepherd God clenched his fists and said nothing.

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