The Sword of Redemption Succession Ceremony
Carroll was surprised by Alvin's proposed plan.
But soon he shook his head, seemingly with some regret, and sighed softly, "I'm glad you value Mr. Horn so much, but I must tell you, this plan won't work."
Having said that, before Alvin could speak, he continued, "In the original plan, Lord Horn intended to go to the Alert Star, partly to repair the Void Shield of the 'Sword of Redemption,' and partly to attempt to make contact with Agamemnon, but unfortunately, this plan has been shelved."
Clearly, both Horn, Rogue Trader, and Carroll, the Grand Sage of biology, had already considered this point.
However, for various reasons, they ultimately gave up.
"Shelved? Why?" Alvin didn't understand.
"Because, several years ago, Alert Star reported a large-scale Orks invasion."
On Carroll's somewhat menacing mechanical head, data flashed a dangerous warning. "Furthermore, the Mechanicus of the Eighth Underworld doesn't have a good relationship with the Agamemnon Family. Even if we use the name 'Valshius,' they won't take us seriously. Besides..."
Out of politeness, this Grand Sage of biology did not state the second half of his statement.
But Alvin understood his underlying meaning and chuckled, "You mean they care even less about an heir to the Merchant Dynasty, right?"
"At least, it won't be as 'concerned' as you might imagine."
After speaking, Carroll added, "Don't forget, this isn't the Segmentum Solar, but the Segmentum Obscurus."
Alvin had a headache and pinched his brow, lost in thought.
When it comes to a prestigious and noble status, the Agamemnon Family is naturally inferior to the Merchant Dynasty with "imperial blood."
The problem is that only one direct descendant of the great Valshius survives, and the family has been declining for hundreds of years. The devastating loss more than a decade ago caused the entire family to plummet, with only Horn struggling to keep it afloat. It is far less glorious and dazzling than it was at its peak.
The Agamemnon Family has controlled the Alert Star for a thousand years.
Furthermore, the Mechanicus of the Eighth Underworld became famous throughout the Imperium's territory because it unearthed the ancient STC Template, Bastion-class Energy Shield device, on the Alert Star.
Therefore, the most famous resource produced by Alert Star is the provision of fortress-level large-scale Shield Device for various forces in the Imperium.
Its vast mineral resources, weapon production, and population also make it an important planet for the Imperium to collect Tithe.
Advanced Life Extension Surgery was also one of the important means for the Agamemnon Family to win over various political forces in the Imperium.
Although the Mechanicus of the Eighth Underworld and the Ecclesiarchy are constantly vying for power with Agamemnon on Alert Star, it is undeniable that Agamemnon, which has existed on this planet for thousands of years, remains a force to be reckoned with.
Both the Agamemnon Family and the Mechanicus of the Eighth Underworld are considered local powers on Alert Star.
As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Besides, the current Valshius Family is completely "all bark and no bite." If Horn went in person, perhaps the various forces would give him some face.
However, Alvin, as the heir of Valshius, was not taken seriously by them at all.
This is also why, although Carroll knew that there was technology on Alert Star that could extend Horn's lifespan, she did not bring it up.
Horn had secretly spoken with him, but the conclusion was: the chances were slim.
Unless, of course, he is willing to surrender the "Trade Charter" in exchange for a large-scale Stasis Field from the Imperium High Lord.
It is believed that the High Lord would not refuse to exchange a large-scale Stasis Field for the ancient "Trade Charter" personally bestowed by an emperor thousands of years ago, a certificate imbued with the blood of Emperor.
Unfortunately, Horn would rather die than relinquish the "honor" personally bestowed upon him by the Emperor!
"We have to try, no matter what." Alvin couldn't just stand by and watch Horn die from the poison.
Not to mention that Horn is the only relative he has a "blood" connection with in the Warhammer Universe.
Horn's extensive experience alone is irreplaceable. As the saying goes, "An elder in the family is a treasure," let alone a "Rogue Trader."
Carroll was also caught in a dilemma, unable to make a decision for a moment.
Torn between Horn's instructions and Alvin's orders, he didn't want his heir to be in danger, but he also didn't want to see his former friend suffer to death from the poison.
"Young Master Alvin, are you really sure about this?"
The Grand Sage of biology spoke with a heavier tone, "Once you set foot on the Alert Star, given your current status, you will inevitably be drawn into the already chaotic political struggles. Moreover, there are large Orks forces outside. This is an extremely dangerous undertaking, and I do not recommend that you disobey his decision."
"A friend of mine once told me," Alvin grinned, his eyes sparkling with youthful vigor, "That before you learn to walk, you have to learn to run. Don't forget that. I wasn't raised in a greenhouse; before I met Grandpa, I fought my way up from the Underhive!"
At that moment, looking at the unrestrained and bold Alvin, Carroll suddenly seemed to see the shadow of the young Horn in him.
Equally unbridled, equally arrogant and unrestrained!
After a long silence, the Grand Sage of biology gripped his gear-shaped scepter and said in a deep voice, "Very well, since that's the case, I believe you!"
Horn trusted Carroll implicitly and granted him considerable power accordingly, so Alvin's first step was to gain the support of this elder statesman!
With Carroll's support, the rest of the minor troubles are naturally nothing to worry about.
"Elsa, notify everyone to return to the family flagship immediately." Alvin turned to look at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming faintly. "Next stop, we're going to the Alert Star!"
The Conqueror-class Cruiser Sword of Redemption is practically a small island.
With Elsa's explanation, Alvin gained a general understanding of the cruiser, which was divided into several decks.
The lowest level area, because of the massive Stormfront encountered during the last crossing of the Warp, which resulted in the complete purging of all slaves, must be recruited again from Losel.
The second layer is the middle layer, which is generally used for living and training of experienced space sailors, boarding teams, and other combat personnel.
The upper level houses researchers from various fields, including logistics.
Finally, there is the top floor area, which can only be traversed by those bearing the name "Valshius" or by those personally permitted by Horn.
Inside the magnificent temple, which is nearly 100 meters high, stands a statue of an Emperor.
Judging from its appearance, this is the main hall used for "prayer" on ordinary days. The family's banners and scriptures that record the family's glorious history are hanging on the pillars on the left and right.
At the very back of the prayer hall lies Valshius's most central area!
Elsa and Carroll stopped in the prayer hall as if on cue.
"Now, you'll have to go in alone, young master Alvin."
Elsa spoke softly, pointing him in the right direction.
Alvin descended the spiral staircase and arrived at a magnificent, ancient hall.
Suddenly, light burst forth from both sides, like flames being lit one after another, burning from the left and right pillars to the end, revealing a huge Mechanical throne.
At the same time, mechanical sounds echoed throughout the ancient hall.
"Please, heir, ascend the throne."
Alvin took a deep breath, stepped onto the soft red carpet, and ascended the stairs one step at a time.
Gazing at the throne that seemed to have been passed down from time immemorial, he subconsciously stroked the chair gently with his index finger, as if he could feel the magnificent history of Valshius within it!
The next moment, he sat down, and the entire throne seemed to come alive, with intricate patterns illuminating the area around it.
"Welcome, Mr. Alvin Mr. Valshus."
"Pedagogy test passed!"
"Pupil verification passed!"
Voiceprint verification passed!
"Gene sequence testing passed!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Alvin Mr. Valshus, I am the Machine Spirit the 'Sword of Redemption'."
"The Conqueror-class Cruiser, the Sword of Redemption, has been officially authorized to you by Horn Valshius. From this moment forward, you will possess the highest authority on the entire ship!"
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