They must be trained according to the standards of a regiment commander, and every soldier should have a dream of becoming a company commander, and looking at the overall situation is the first step."

"Will this add any benefit to the legion's strength?"

"It doesn't hurt, right?"

Ahriman was silent, hummed softly, and did not answer. He began to listen intently to Hector complaining about the difficulty of writing the plan. He sighed in his heart that such a seemingly tall and thick man was suddenly trained by the leader of the Second Legion.

A person who can articulate words.

In particular, Hector's description of the Legion's next target [Aegis Sector] was so lifelike. The richness and power he spoke of made the son of Magnus raise his eyebrows, feeling that the Dawnbreaker was talking about the divine.

Terra is average.

"So rich, it looks like there will be a bloody battle."

The unspoken gazes reflected each other in the pupils of the two Astartes warriors. They were both old men of the Great Crusade. Naturally, they knew the deep meaning behind some intelligence and information: rich and powerful people like this.

It is difficult for independent human colonies to immediately surrender to an illusory human empire. The frightening blood and fire must fall on their heads before the empire has the reason and confidence to take away their resources.

"It doesn't matter whether it's war or peace. The choice of those human colonies has no impact on the final result. Their thoughts are not worth mentioning in front of the will of the Primarch."

When Hector said these words proudly, Ahriman couldn't help but blink his eyes. The son of Magnus could clearly feel that these dawns were different compared to when he had not met Morgan a few years ago.

The mental state of the survivors seems to have undergone a huge change, and it can even be said to be a "new life".

A pride, an arrogance, a sudden arrogance and toughness, a proud attitude that is no longer afraid of standing in the sun, or in front of anyone, is being recorded along with more and more victories.

, as more and more worlds and galaxies surrender to the dawn flag of the Second Legion, and as Morgan's glorious light shines across the vast territory visible to the naked eye on the Milky Way star map, it becomes more and more determined.

The changes brought about by the original body.

Ahriman sighed silently, he was no stranger to all this, because his own genetic father was like Hector's genetic mother, who also saved their children, but the Dawnbreaker could already rely on the former

The foundation and the power gathered have written their own traces in the galaxy, and Magnus's legion is still painfully accumulating strength, always ready to return to the waves of the Great Crusade.

This process is destined to be slow. Even from the most optimistic perspective, it may take at least twenty Terran standard years: whenever he thinks of this, Ahriman's eyes flashing with jealousy when he looks at his friend.

Hector did not see the twisted light. He just casually looked at the various Forge World teams rummaging through the toxic wasteland, looking for the recycling items they thought were suitable.

It wasn't until his eyes swept across a group of Reza Skitarii that he suddenly remembered something.

Hector remembered why he came to Ahriman.

"...Ahriman."

"What's wrong?"

"Are you busy now?"

"Not really."

"Well, come with me."

"What are you doing——"

Before he finished speaking, Hector easily grasped one of Ahriman's arms, just like a rough brown bear grabbing a small tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl. He pulled Ahriman and quickly disappeared into the dusty road.

on the horizon.

"Tell me first what you want to do, Hector?"

"Are you interested in getting rich?"

"What? Get rich? No!"

“What about scientific research and cultural and artistic protection activities for ancient creations?”

"Also... uh... we can consider this."

"It's okay then, come with me."

"I will take you to make your fortune, Ahriman."

——————

"so……"

"Is this what you call getting rich?"

"Hush! Not so loud, Ahriman."

Four Dawnbreakers and one Magnus warrior were bending their waists, cautiously advancing among the ravine-ridden ruins, and not far above their heads, driven by the Omnissian believers,

The huge machinery is crushing the last stone walls and ruins. From time to time, the technical priests stop the operation of their precious machinery and drag back the strange objects exposed in the air as their next research materials and treasures.

"Look at those guys, Ahriman."

"When they go through it again, we won't be able to get even a screw."

"..."

Ahriman had nothing to say.

The son of Magnus squinted his eyes and looked at Hector, who was trying hard to shrink his huge back next to him. His eyes then bypassed this extremely tall warrior and saw the other three companions.

They were the three members of the original Hecht team. He was acquainted with them and thought he knew them very well...

only……

Salieri, a new star think tank who was originally humble and powerful in his eyes, was holding a captured map with a silent and excited face, constantly distinguishing the direction, and whispering in his mouth things that Ahriman could not quite understand.

His words were so rough that he didn't look like that young man who could speak fluent spells.

And Ajax, who is as rough as a barbaric stone statue, his movements at this time are gentler than the most experienced ballerina, and the eyes in his pupils are more careful than the most compassionate mother. This tall and thick man pinches his fingers and pulls out from the soil

Little by little, Zhong counted out the things he was interested in and carefully placed them in his hands, just like an old woman preparing a wedding dress for her daughter to get married.

As for Lord Chiron, who even in Ahriman's thoughts has always appeared as a stable and reliable figure, and can even be called his predecessor, he was not wearing a helmet at this time, and there was a kind of expression on his darkened face.

A helpless hearty smile and a pair of white teeth as bright as new appeared with the tiniest discovery.

"What do you think this is?"

"Hobby, or habit."

It was Chiron who answered him.

"……How long."

"It's always been like this, but after our Gene Mother teamed up with the oil guys, it became some kind of underground business, and you know, they didn't like it."

Chiron blinked at Ahriman indifferently, making the son of Magnus feel that something was wrong.

What did they ask themselves to do?

"Is this... allowed?"

"Not allowed."

[Exploration] After completing the investigation, Hector retracted into the passage. The five-man team began to advance rapidly under the leadership of Salieri. Hector adjusted his breathing while explaining the contents to his friend Ahriman.

"According to regulations, we are not allowed to carry out archaeological and cultural relic protection activities in this world that will be classified by the Mechanicus in the future. If caught, we will be punished."

"How to punish?"

"Write a review and then read it in public."

"Have you ever been punished?"

"We have all been punished, four times."

"Um……"

"One person at a time, so no one wants to write that thing again."

"Um."

"So we brought you here."

"Uh-huh?"

"...just kidding, actually what we need is your psychic power."

Pulling the son of Magnus back, Hector tried his best to show a convincing smile.

"Actually, during our previous operations, we discovered a place similar to the Alien Royal Palace. It was a semi-underground civilian building. The oil guys couldn't touch it for a while. There should be many good things there.

Something worth taking a look at."

"How do you know they didn't go over?"

"Because that palace is actually within the scope of our mission, but during the battle, we cannot stay there for too long, and because it is not a military building, its importance is not that high. The group of Riza guys couldn't stay there for a while.

I won’t pay attention to it for a while, but there must be something good in it, don’t you want a few exotic souvenirs?”

Ahriman blinked.

He said no more.

"However, Hector, places like this usually have adequate safety protection measures. Have you not considered the dangers?"

"If it were before, I would indeed have concerns, but this time is different, Ahriman. There happens to be a master in this military operation. He can serve as our guide and ensure that this event is safe.

"
To be continued...