He really was far too loyal.
989.M30.
Aboard the Shadow of the Throne, departed from the Ark Fringe Cluster, Primarch's office.
Arsena Dunn held a Data Slate in his arms and began his report.
"My lord, I have compiled the Legion's casualties during the conquest of the Ark Fringe Cluster. A total of ten thousand four hundred and seventy men were sacrificed."
Nimrod pondered in silence. Though he did not know the exact casualty figures for the Thousand Sons, the Space Wolves, and the Word Bearers, judging from the fact that before Russ had requested aid from Magnus, the two Legions had not gained the slightest advantage, as well as from the combat strength of the Shrike Knights, the three Legions' total losses should have exceeded ten thousand.
As he considered this, the Primarch's Attendant continued his report.
"Among them, the Sixth Legion suffered the heaviest losses. While contesting air superiority with the Aivene and covering the landings, they came under attack from Shrikes and other flying creatures. A total of one thousand five hundred and ninety-two fighters were shot down."
"The lowest casualties were suffered by the 11th Chapter. In the process of subduing five star systems, they lost only three hundred and eighty men."
After hearing Arsena's report, Nimrod issued an order.
"Do not report the losses to the War Council. Conceal the existence of the Ark Fringe Cluster."
After several thousand years of development, the Ark Fringe Cluster had already formed a relatively complete system and was a series of resource-rich territories.
"I understand." The Primarch's Attendant recorded the Black Emperor's instructions.
I didn't falsely report casualties. I'm not reporting casualties at all. I really am far too loyal, Nimrod sighed inwardly.
Still, it's worth it.
Among the territories not reported to the War Council, the