Bang!
Caught off guard, Lion El'Jonson crushed the cup in his hand. Red wine slowly trickled down through his fingers. Only then did he raise his bloodshot eyes and speak.
"Are you going to betray the Imperium too, Guilliman?!"
Seeing that the other man still had not understood his meaning, Guilliman could not help feeling a little saddened.
"How could I? My dear brother, everything I am doing is for the Imperium."
"Once the Warp storms subside, as long as the Imperium still stands, I will immediately abolish everything related to the Second Imperium."
"I would not even object if you became the Regent of the Second Imperium."
Lion El'Jonson's brow furrowed deeper and deeper. When he heard that last sentence, he immediately shouted in rebuke.
"Listen to the nonsense you're spouting!"
"Do you think I oppose you because of that position?"
After roaring those words, Lion El'Jonson changed his tone and continued, "However, you do have a point. We have no way to contact the Imperium now. Only this can preserve the Imperium's embers to the greatest extent possible."
As he spoke, Guilliman faintly caught the scent of blood on the other man. The wounds were clearly recent.
"You're injured? Who could possibly hurt you?"
At that, Lion El'Jonson clenched his fists even tighter and gritted out, "That traitor, Konrad Curze!"
"When he saw me, not only did he refuse to surrender, he even opened fire on me!"
"He kept saying that my homeworld, Caliban, was destined to be destroyed, and that Fallen Angels would be born amid its destruction!"
"It's all bullshit!"
At that very moment, countless drop pods scattered from the Dark Angels' warships. One of the departing drop pods carried Konrad Curze, who had been hiding among them.
Guilliman fell silent for a moment. When it