Trazyn's Bargaining!

Inside the Primarch's Private Palace.

Figure King Talasyn stood at the foot of the Metal Throne, his silver skull turning back and forth as his gaze continuously swept over every unfamiliar sight around him.

He casually took a Hypercube Labyrinth from within his metal body.

Then, he conjured from the Hypercube Labyrinth a set of cold metal chairs and a desk in a distinctly Necron style.

However, Rorschach, seated atop the Metal Throne, had no choice but to temporarily set aside the work before him.

He frowned slightly as he looked down at Figure King Talasyn and asked in a low voice:

"Trazyn, what are you doing again?"

"Oh, Honored Human Primarch, didn't you say that I couldn't leave your line of sight for even a moment? I intend to set up a temporary office here. If your Astartes encounter a Xenomorphic Race they have never seen before, or one that is exceptionally troublesome, they can come to me for answers and solutions. This is not mere boasting on my part; throughout the entire galaxy, the Xenomorphic Races I have never seen can be counted on one hand."

Figure King Talasyn spoke calmly to Rorschach without even raising his head.

He even took out a set of golden seals and matching stationery that only the Supreme Council of Terra would possess, placing them one by one atop the desk.

Rorschach's expression did not change in the slightest as he pretended not to see those items, which were absolutely genuine.

He took a deep breath and slowly said to the other party:

"I don't believe you came here merely to fulfill our previous agreement, Trazyn. There are only the two of us here. You can tell me the truth now, can't you?"

At that moment, Trazyn, hearing Rorschach's words, temporarily stopped