"Why?"
The Emperor of Mankind asked in confusion.
"I have not yet done anything for the Imperium. A celebration should not be held for me."
"I am willing to lead the legion and conquer the lost human colonies. Only when I have earned sufficient glory will it be time for me to return to Terra and accept a celebration."
Nimrod had no interest in making a trip to Terra just to build his reputation. Going there and back would waste too much time.
He also knew this was the early stage of the Great Crusade, and his Gloriana-class flagship was most likely not yet complete.
He could not directly ask about its progress, so he could only put it this way.
As for when he would have achieved enough merit, naturally, it would be when the legion's flagship was finished, allowing him to accomplish two things in one trip.
The Emperor looked at Nimrod, his gaze full of approval. Nimrod's initiative greatly pleased him, especially given how pressed for time he was.
"Good. Very good. I will provide you with support."
"The Gloriana-class warship I prepared for you is still being built in the shipyards of Mars, but I will provide you with a powerful vessel, a relic of ancient human civilization's glory."
"The priests of Mars brought your data to me. The armor forged for you by the finest arms artisans in the Milky Way, on Luna, is aboard your son's ship."
A smile appeared on the Emperor's face as he spoke in a slightly teasing tone.
"I know you enjoy all manner of peculiar objects. I will also open the private treasury aboard my flagship to you. You may select one item from it."
"This is a reward for your initiative. I hope you will not disappoint me."