Anna, the Governor of the planet Vitria, looked at everyone.
There was a threat in her tone.
The cruelty of this is self-evident.
Many followers and staff officers saw the strong, muscular body of the man in black rushing out and the plasma ray gun in his hand, and they all wisely remained silent.
As the governor of the planet Vitria, he could kill a few people without anyone noticing.
Resistance will only lead to meaningless death.
Keeping silent is sometimes the right choice.
Anna smiled. She really liked this wonderful feeling of being in control of everything more and more.
She walked down from her seat and approached the man who presented the flowers.
"How long does it take to grow this flower?" Anna asked.
"It will be quick. It will only take a week at most and we will be able to catch up with the Primarch's celebration parade." said the man.
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Don't let me down," said Anna.
"I have a better suggestion," the man said.
Anna frowned slightly, and spoke after a moment, "What suggestions?"
"Madam, you can water such words with your blood. I have learned some knowledge of ancient rituals from some ancient tribes. It is said that flowers watered in this way will carry a trace of the owner's breath, making the wearer of the crown never forget. If this method can make the primarch remember Madam firmly, it will definitely be a worthwhile thing."
Anna frowned slightly at the man's words.
But soon, she smiled.
"That's a good suggestion, but excessive blood loss can easily cause problems." Anna looked at the man and asked.
"There is absolutely no need to worry about this, ma'am. I have a special method to replenish blood. Besides, Vitria's medical technology is not bad. Simple blood loss will not put you in danger. From the perspective of cost and benefit, this is definitely a very cost-effective deal, ma'am."
After hearing the man's suggestion, Anna was finally moved.
Just a little bit of blood can be exchanged for infinite power and wealth in the future. This is indeed a very cost-effective deal.
"You stay in the Governor's Mansion for now," Anna said, "help me cultivate this flower. When everything is over, I promise to give you unimaginable rewards."
"Thank you, sir," the man said.
Anna smiled.
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The expedition fleet stopped in the Vitria system.
The people of the expedition fleet are waiting for a huge celebration. After it ends, they will rush to all parts of the galaxy, carrying Guilliman's will to save the shattered human empire.
The celebration is of great significance. Many high-ranking officials and primarchs hope to use it to inspire the people of the Empire and give them the courage to continue fighting against the darkness.
Some fleets also came from all directions to participate in the celebration.
After the two starships broke away from the subspace, they entered the low-Earth orbit of the planet Vitria, and then landed at the capital's airport on a Overlord assault aircraft.
Following the prompt from the tower, the assault aircraft slowly entered the landing track, and the dampers and fixed cables popped out to tie it down.
Ventris strode out of the assault plane with his personal guards, followed closely by one of the Grey Knights Grand Masters, Vodais.
Wodais had just come from the chaotic battlefield.
His body was filled with the scent of blood, battle and killing.
Ventris came for some guidance.
He is currently responsible for staying in Ultramar, supervising the liberated worlds, and suppressing those powerful people who are unwilling to cooperate with the reforms.
They all had their own urgent business of finding the Primarch.
"Lord Ventris, Lord Vordais."
Several unreformed internal affairs officers had already received the news of their arrival and had been waiting at the airport for a long time to welcome them.
"Where is the Primarch?" Ventris looked at the Internal Affairs Officer and asked.
"Lord Guilliman is currently at the Tactical Center. He is discussing military strategic arrangements with many senior expedition leaders. After the celebration parade, the expedition fleet will head to the Nephilim sector and several nearby sectors to maintain stability and continue the progress of the Indomitus Crusade."
The Chamberlain bowed and then answered Ventris's question.
"My Lords, perhaps you should take a break. Please allow the members of the Internal Affairs Department to take you to the rooms prepared for you. You should freshen up." said the Internal Affairs Officer.
"There is no need. I have urgent matters on my hands and need to report to the Primarch." Vodace spoke.
"The Primarch is still in a meeting." The Internal Affairs Officer said, "He hopes that you can take a break for a while. He will summon you when the time is right."
"We can wait outside the meeting room," Ventris said. "The plague is spreading in Ultramar. I need the Primarch's order and authorization."
"Your Excellency..." the Chamberlain was about to say something, but Ventris interrupted him.
"I am the War Lord of the Ultramara Sector. My situation is urgent. If the Primarch has not personally ordered me to rest, then I have the right to refuse. Tell me, did the Primarch give me the order to rest?"
The chamberlain met Ventris' gaze for a moment before speaking, "The Primarch gave no orders."
"Then take me to see him, now." Ventris leaned forward, put his eyes close to the short housekeeper, and spoke word by word.
The power armor filled with the smell of blood could be heard humming from the servo machinery.
Ventris's eyes were cold and rational.
Few ordinary people could keep a straight face under such oppression.
"As you wish, sir," the internal affairs officer said helplessly.
Two anti-gravity hovercrafts, under the command of the Internal Affairs Officer, stopped near the port.
These hovercraft were used to transport those warriors who were anxious to see the Primarch.
The hive covers a vast area.
If you walk there, you will waste a lot of time.
Anti-gravity hovercraft is the best means of transportation.
Given the noble status of Ventris and Vodace.
Wherever they went, the road was smooth.
The relevant departments had to order other vehicles to stop or take detours to clear the road for them.
The hive is still being rebuilt.
The first to be completed was the great triumphal plaza with its sculptures of the Imperial heroes, and the obelisk of martyrs that Guilliman had so strongly requested.
The obelisk is inscribed with the names of the soldiers who died in the defense of Vitria.
Their bodies have been recycled again.
In today's development, humans have already developed a complete process for dealing with corpses.
Instead of wasting it, it is better to use it as corpse starch.
Those that are too polluted will be ground up and used as fertilizer.
All that remains are their nameplates.
Etched on the nameplate were their identification numbers and a few comments.
These plaques will be buried at the Martyrs' Obelisk as a recognition of their meritorious service.
The airship landed on the landing platform of the largest building in the capital.
The Chamberlain cleared the way for the two battle-hardened heroes of the Empire.
"Make way for Ventris, make way for the Warlord of Ultramar, make way for the great Master of the Grey Knights."
Two suspended servo skulls used their own speakers to sound, asking people along the way to move out of the way.
The place was crowded with all kinds of scribes and nobles, as well as military officers of all levels who came and went in a hurry.
At the sound of the Servo Skull, they all moved aside.
Some people want to rush out and seize this rare opportunity to publicize their ideas in the hope of gaining recognition.
As long as they are recognized, it means that they will have the possibility of being favored.
This is the best way to achieve success overnight.
The internal affairs officer had to send soldiers to maintain order and suppress the speculators.
"Power breeds bureaucracy. Even if the Primarch whips them a thousand times, there will always be ambitious people willing to take advantage of it as long as they can gain power."
Seeing those nobles and scholars, Wodais showed a trace of helplessness.
As we all know, the Primarch's attitude towards the powerful has always been very bad.
But everyone also knew that Guilliman must have a group of officials to assist him in governing the empire.
The purpose of these dignitaries coming here is self-evident.
How many of them meet Guilliman's requirements
This is really worth pondering.
Don't underestimate the action and disguise of those ambitious people.
In order to gain the favor of the Primarch, they are often willing to give up short-term interests and make certain sacrifices to act the way the Primarch wants them to act.
When the Primarch is no longer paying attention to them, their true colors will be revealed, revealing their greed and pursuit of wealth and power.
The Primarch's reform campaign must be extremely difficult.
He was facing an ambitious man who was capricious and unable to resist the temptation of power and material enjoyment.
They are good at disguising themselves and deceiving others, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true believers or speculators.
Walking into the depths of the fortress, an elevator platform had already been activated and had been waiting for a long time.
Ventris was taken by elevator to an upper level of the building, into a huge reception room with a glass dome.
Apparently, this place was used by Guilliman as a temporary reception room to receive loyalists from all over the galaxy.
The reception room is tall and ornate, with curved steel supporting bars converging at the top to form a slender rail.
The soaring dome is made up of large pieces of glass in the shape of petals, depicting scenes from the Battle of Vittoria.
"What is the reason for the great Lord Ventris to come here?"
Twenty members of the Honor Guard walked out from various parts of the room.
They were dressed in Terminator power armor and carried heavy shields.
, forming a defensive formation, forming a blue ceramsite wall decorated with skulls and wings.
Sicarius' voice came from behind the guard members.
"Do you think of me as an enemy, Sicarius?" Ventris looked in the direction where the voice came from, with a hint of cunning in his tone.
"This is just a necessary procedure, Ventris. I dare not regard you as an enemy." Sicarius stepped out from the shadows. "I have to be responsible for the safety of the Primarch. The warp is becoming more and more dangerous. No one knows what those guys are doing behind the veil of reality!!"
"You question whether a Grey Knights mentor was corrupted by the Warp?" There was a hint of indignation in Vodice's tone.
This is like praising a Khorne Daemon for his pole dancing skills.
Isn’t this a humiliation
"No one knows what the situation is like. Lord Vordais, the Primarch has many enemies, Chaos, traitors, and nobles who want to maintain their own power. I don't know why you are here. My duty is only to protect the Primarch. I apologize if I have offended you, but that's all. Hand over your weapons. I will return them to you when you leave."
Sicarius' words were meaningful.
After hesitating for a moment, Wodeis finally handed over the weapon in his hand.
The same is true for Ventris.
After checking, I confirmed that there was no threat.
Only then were the two allowed to enter the reception room.
After a while.
With a heavy voice, Guilliman stepped in.
“My Lord.” Ventris knelt on one knee and saluted Guilliman.
"Sir." Vaudes said the same.
"No need to be polite. I am in a hurry. Let me report your affairs first." Guilliman walked past the two people and sat in his seat.
ps: It’s the fifth chapter now. I’ll try harder tomorrow and publish six or seven chapters to get it up to speed.
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