Welcome Blue Sons and Grandsons to Valshius!

Calgar was initially very curious as to why a mere "Rogue Trader" could command their Primarch, the Regent Robert Guilliman, to issue a special decree specifically for him.

But after seeing the medal, he seemed to understand a little of the reason.

This medal... should be kept deep within the palace of Holy Terra, guarded by the Adeptus Custodes Guard. It could never have been stolen, much less appear here!

But since it has appeared here, it means... this is the Emperor's will. If he can truly inherit "that person's" will, then perhaps in the future, the Imperium will once again become "great"!

Will that era eventually return?

Calgar clenched his fists, a long-lost fervor surging in his eyes, as if the fighting spirit buried deep in his heart had finally been ignited!

"Your Excellency Calgar, you just said... that's not why you came. May I ask what it is?" Alvin put the medal back around his neck and asked with some curiosity.

"Alvin..."

Calgar's gaze suddenly turned serious, his voice becoming extremely solemn, and his imposing gaze fell upon Alvin: "I have come to see you as the returned 'Primarch,' on the orders of Regent Robert Guilliman!"

Buzz!!!

In an instant, Alvin felt his mind go blank, as if his computer had crashed, and he fell into a daze, staring at him wide-eyed in disbelief.

The Primarch, Robert Guilliman, the Regent, the Thirteenth Lord, the Second... cough, scratch that!

Shouldn't this Primarch, who has only recently awakened, be busy restarting the Indomitable Crusade and reclaiming the Dark Imperium territories?

How come you have time to follow a Rogue Trader?

This is unreasonable and problematic!

Alvin immediately became more vigilant; he didn't want to get involved with the "Primarch," which was a huge vortex of political struggle!

"Um, may I ask... Great Primarch, Regent, what brings you to me?" he asked cautiously, with a hint of hesitation.

"Just one sentence." Calgar paused briefly, then said in a deep voice, "Our Gene-Father asked me to tell you: we will meet again in the near future, but until then, please fulfill... the 'oath' our ancestors made to the Emperor in the grand hall of Imperial Palace of Terra countless ages ago!"

Here we go again!

Alvin was bewildered. He had no idea what "oath" those four Rogue Trader had made when the ancient Emperor sat on the Golden Throne!

If you don't even know the content of the pledge, how can you possibly fulfill it?

"Is there anything you need to ask?" Calgar asked with concern, noticing his unusual expression. "If there's anything you need me to convey, you can say it now."

Perhaps it was because of that medal that Calgar's tone towards him was noticeably gentler than when they first met.

"Uh, no problem." After pondering for half a second, Alvin still didn't have the courage to tell Calgar... the contents of Vaul's oath, they had long since lost them.

I guess... he'll be beaten to death, right?

God knows, if those words were spoken and relayed to Guilliman by Calgar, wouldn't the old man be furious, hop on his flagship and speed off to the Alert Star to slap him twice across the face?

"Very good, since there isn't... then my mission is complete." Calgar nodded slightly and said, "Next, I'm going to the Central Sector. The Chaos flagship should arrive soon."

At this point, he lowered his gaze and looked at Alvin: "Here's some advice: the matter of Alert Star... is not something you can get involved in. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

This was also Robert Guilliman's intention: to send the kid to the Black Zone and keep him out of the Alert Star's business, lest... any more accidents happen!

"I understand, Your Excellency Calgar."

Alvin couldn't wait to slip away from Alert Star; at this moment, he felt he could finally escape this place of trouble.

Suddenly, Calgar seemed to remember something and called out to Alvin, who was about to leave, "Wait, there's one more thing, I almost forgot."

Not again?

Alvin turned his head, somewhat speechless. It happened once, twice; he always forgot one thing... Was Calgar too old, and that's why he had Alzheimer's?

"Your Excellency Calgar, is there anything else?"

"Out of personal kindness, and also to thank you for your many contributions before I arrived on the Alert Star, saving me a lot of time in consolidating the Imperium's power..." Calgar's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully, "Therefore, I've decided to give you a gift, which I believe you will like."

Having said that, without waiting for Alvin to speak, he turned back to face the Emperor's statue, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into silence as if in prayer.

Full of questions, Alvin could only give up the idea of asking further and left the temple completely bewildered.

Ultimately, it didn't seem as dangerous as I had imagined for him to make this special trip, except for... that message from the "Primarch".

"It seems... this medal is indeed something special." Touching the medal on his chest, Alvin's mind was filled with chaotic thoughts. "A unique medal, one of only one ever awarded by the Imperium, what could it be that makes Calgar value it so much?"

Soon, the hovercar returned to the mansion.

Alvin got out of the car and before he could even catch his breath, he saw a group of Space Marine in the courtyard, numbering about a hundred.

However, the armor worn by these Space Marine was clearly different from the sky blue of the Ultramarines; it was a darker gray, with gold paint on the shoulder armor depicting three crossed swords, and a golden Aquila emblem on the chest, giving it an extremely cold and oppressive appearance.

"What... what's going on?!"

He froze on the spot, dumbfounded, staring at the hundred-strong group of Space Marine.

Upon seeing him return, the leading Space Marine immediately stepped forward, clenching his right fist and striking his chest with a deep, resonant voice. "Alvin Valshius, we are Bakal Carl, Captain of the Third Combat Company, a subsidiary of the Ultramarines, the Silver Templars!"

"By order of Grand Commander Marius Calgar of the Ultramarines Chapter, from this moment forward, the Third Company of the Silver Templars, comprising 107 Space Marine, including ten Rhino APC, five Land Speeder, two Victorious Mech mechs, and ten Assault Vehicle, is officially under your command and will obey your orders!"

Alvin was stunned by the news. It turned out that the gift Calgar mentioned... was for him—an entire combat company!

There are also all kinds of vehicles and heavy weapons. This is like... a windfall!

Moreover, this is Guilliman's offspring, the Ultramarines- unit most adept at operations and politics.

To put it somewhat inappropriately, given time, these people could provide Alvin with a massive influx of troops in no time!

Everyone knows that Ultramarines make up a third of the Imperium's million Space Marine, meaning that Ultramarines are practically everywhere in the galaxy!

The Extreme Battles, with their unique stability Gene Seed, are considered the most favored Chapter by the Imperium!

I'll take a two-day break at the beginning of the month, then start updating like crazy! I've redefined the bonus chapter rules for this month: one extra chapter for every 400 monthly votes. I was too lazy last month; I need to push myself harder this month! Long live the Emperor! Khorne!