"Ollanius Persson, thank you for your cooperation."
Nimrod said solemnly, "You have a promise from me."
"Ridiculous!" Ollanius said mockingly. "I don't need anything."
"I can earn military merits and trade them for land, seeds, and everything else I need."
"The power and status you grant others, endless wealth, even an entire world—none of it means anything to me."
Ollanius tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You've already seen The Emperor's past with me. You know he longs to obtain Enuncia."
"If I told him Enuncia, he would give me everything, far more than anything a Primarch like you possesses."
Nimrod knew Ollanius was not exaggerating.
He knew even better that even if Ollanius did not give The Old Man in Yellow Enuncia, as long as he was willing to serve The Old Man in Yellow again, he could obtain almost anything he wanted.
The Old Man in Yellow valued Ollanius far more than he had imagined.
In The Old Man in Yellow's heart, Ollanius was a true friend from his long life.
Even after being stabbed in the back, he still regarded Ollanius as his closest friend.
Ollanius was the one person who could truly change The Old Man in Yellow's mind, and the only one.
Malcador and Erda knew it, and John Grammaticus knew it too.
When The Old Man in Yellow decided to become the Dark King and face Horus Lupercal, who possessed the power of the Four Gods, only Ollanius could awaken what remained of his humanity, make him think seriously, and reconsider his decision.
Only Ollanius could rebuke his foolishness and condemn his cowardice.
Even The Old Man in Yellow's Sigillite did not have Ollanius's influence.
Nimrod had given Ollanius a promise. More important than repaying him for Enuncia, he had to ensure that