The Savior: Hmph, The Emperor, that old man, really knows how to

Gift-Giving

As The Savior and the Emperor of Mankind, Ron had always regarded himself as the eldest brother among the Primarchs.

Of course, that excluded Lion and Guilliman.

For certain reasons, those two looked far too much older than him. At most, he could only treat them as brothers.

As for Dorn, when The Emperor found him, he had been quite a bit younger than Lion and Guilliman, so naturally he ranked behind them.

There was nothing wrong with this Stubborn Donkey calling him big brother.

Dorn looked at The Savior's friendly attitude and, for a moment, was not quite used to it. He hesitated.

He had never had such a good relationship with any of the other Primarchs.

This Stubborn Donkey's temper was far too obstinate, and he often argued and clashed with the other Primarchs over matters concerning The Emperor.

Most of the time, he had been in a state of semi-isolation, with no Primarch willing to associate with him.

Even Guilliman, who had a relatively good temper and occasionally spoke with him, had fallen out with him over the Codex Astartes.

"What, you're not willing to acknowledge me as your brother?"

Ron looked at Stubborn Donkey Dorn with a gentle smile. "The Imperium isn't the same as it used to be, and neither are the relationships between the Primarchs. You'll get used to it in the future.

But I still hope you can fit in and fight alongside us."

The Savior's kind attitude stirred something in Dorn's heart.

He thought of his father's instructions, and of how the other party had saved him. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"B-big... big brother."

Dorn finally squeezed out a tiny voice, almost too faint to hear.

After that, he seemed relieved, as though a