"So you mean the victory in the Battle for Silent Star is enough to prove that you are qualified to serve as the Legion's Chief Commander?"
Terra, at the foot of the Ural Mountains, the Sons of the Emperor garrison.
Seated above the Round Table Council were the Sons of the Emperor's three current Legion commanders.
Vespasian and Abdelon.
And Adrol, the female commander who found Kasgar's words utterly unreasonable.
Fulgrim was still at the Jupiter Forge, overseeing the completion of the final sections of the Pride of the Emperor alongside the current Martian Forge Master.
As a perfectionist, she had spent twice as long forging this Gloriana-class Battleship as other vessels of the same class.
Entirely handcrafted, a masterwork.
Every component had been personally designed and supervised by Primarch Fulgrim herself.
What Adrol had not expected was that Kasgar actually dared to challenge her while the Primarch was away.
Logically speaking, Kasgar's flawless performance in the extermination campaign against the Dalit Xenos had indeed earned him a place among the Legion commanders.
All three commanders, including Adrol, acknowledged that.
But he apparently did not even care about being a mere commander.
What Kasgar wanted was the Chief Commander above all other commanders!
Wasn't that going too far?
He was already pushing his luck while the Primarch was away. What would happen once the Primarch returned?
This was no ordinary recruit. They had to come down hard on him!
"Kasgar. We do not deny your flawless tactical performance in the face of the xenos invasion in the Dalinite Nebula."
"You have indeed proven that you possess the talent to become a commander of the Sons of the Emperor."
"But that does not mean the doors to the position of Chief Commander will open for you."
Once the Pride of the