Being a Rogue Trader, Breaking a Few Imperial Laws Is Normal, Right?

After receiving the Lion King's assurance, Alvin still had one thing he wanted to test.

So he turned to the Lion King and Zabriel and said, "Come here, just stand still."

I have an idea.

Although the Lion King was still confused, he believed Alvin and stood beside him with Zabriel: "Boy, what exactly do you want?"

"Keep it confidential."

Alvin said mysteriously.

In reality, he wanted to test whether the Navigator System could get a powerful figure like the Lion King to follow him to other worlds.

If possible—that would mean he'd have one more Primarch as a henchman!

Alvin had tested them before, but none of them were Primarch; the strongest was "Winnie." Now he wanted to see...

Could the Primarch also be used?

He quickly closed his eyes and silently chanted in his mind, "Navigator, activate, target— Transformers world."

"Holy Flame Arbiter!"

Brush!

A flash of light, and the three figures vanished into the desert as if they had never been there. Only a few lines of footprints in the sand proved that they had been there.

The extremely unusual discomfort made the Lion King let out a muffled groan. He felt immense pressure, as if he were being squeezed from the inside out by an invisible force!

Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long.

When his vision returned, he found himself in the bridge command room!

Are you alright?

Alvin's worried question came from the side.

"It's nothing serious."

The Lion King frowned slightly, stretched his limbs, took a few breaths, and his pale face gradually regained its color. "And you? Don't you feel anything?"

"I'm fine, my lord." Zabriel also noticed that the Lion King's expression was unnatural for a few seconds, which was quite unusual for Primarch!

It should be noted that even after a fierce battle, the Lion King had never shown any weakness, but just now, the Primarch was breathing heavily for a few moments.

Alvin noticed this too. "Can you tell me what just happened to you? It's important to me!"

The Lion King paused for a few seconds, then said, "I felt immense pressure, as if I were placed in an environment with extremely high gravity. From my internal organs to my skin, I endured tremendous stress in just a few seconds."

"Is this even possible?"

Alvin looked thoughtful. When he traveled back in time, neither Winnie nor Ollsen had experienced the situation described by the Lion King.

In other words, would Primarch like the Lion King experience significant stress when traveling to other worlds?

"It's all right now."

The Lion King slowly exhaled, this little bit of pressure was nothing to him. "Is this the 'warship' you were talking about?"

He had already scanned it roughly.

Judging from the size of its command center, this warship should be a Mars-class cruiser, which is quite rare among Rogue Trader.

"That's right, Your Highness, Lion King." Alvin said with considerable pride, "This is my Mars-class cruiser, the Holy Flame Arbiter!"

What about the weapon systems?

The first thing the Lion King focused on was weapons.

Alvin snapped his fingers, and the hidden Trinity machine spirit activated the warship's weapon array system, displaying it in a holographic projection.

"Nova Cannon, Macro Cannon Array, Lance array— " The Lion King glanced at them briefly and sighed, "I never imagined that after sleeping for ten thousand years, when I woke up, the Imperium's weapon system would still be exactly the same as it was Ten Thousand Years Ago. I don't know whether to be happy or sad."

This means that during the ten thousand years he slept, the industrial level of the Imperium of Man made almost no progress compared to before he fell asleep, and may even have regressed!

This thing is barely usable.

With the Lion King's limited perspective, he naturally wouldn't even consider a mere Mars-class cruiser worthy of his attention. But his gaze suddenly fixed on a certain spot, and he raised an eyebrow. "Kid, is this what you call—a little bit of heresy?!"

Alvin followed the Lion King's gaze and saw several maintenance Canoptek Scarabs, clearly not human creations, produced by the Necron, busily moving back and forth inside the cabin.

"You should be able to understand what it means to be Rogue Trader, right?" Alvin wiped his sweat and said with a forced smile.

"Is that all the courage you have?"

The Lion King chuckled, unfazed. "Like I said, I'm not that rigid Guilliman. I won't care about this kind of behavior. Speaking of which—back in the day, the Dark Angels Legion had a collection of heretical contraptions that were far more powerful than you. I'll take you there to broaden your horizons sometime!"

As he spoke, the Lion King strode out, wanting to inspect the equipment in other parts of the warship in order to prepare his mental state and make plans.

However, just as the Lion King stepped out of the bridge command room, he ran into several real Tech-Priest wearing rust-red robes.

With the Lion King's abnormal insight, he naturally saw at a glance that these "Tech-Priest" were purely mechanical life forms!

"Ahem, as Rogue Trader, it's understandable that I have a few Xenos servants, right?" Alvin followed behind, explaining guiltily.

"Not bad."

The Lion King's smile seemed somewhat forced.

Zabriel stared in horror at the Tech-Priest were purely mechanical lifeforms, his lips twitching. He looked at Alvin and pleaded, "I'm begging you, please, never let the Martian Mechanicus see these things again."

He couldn't even imagine what would happen if the Adeptus Mechanicus discovered that these mechanical lifeforms were impersonating them—the Second Religious War?

Zabriel shivered.

Meanwhile, the Lion King stumbled upon a group of Devourers being escorted around the corner. They were responsible for the maintenance of the warship's lower decks and various manual labor tasks.

".-" The Lion King took a deep breath, his smile a little stiff, "It's nothing, it's normal. Xenos slaves—other Rogue Trader also have them."

But then, when the Lion King arrived at the engine room and saw the Trinity machine spirit that seemed to be Abominable Intelligence, and the Necron Lord was busy doing research, he almost lost control and cleaved the thing in two with his sword.

"Woolen cloth-"

Alvin explained again, "This guy has some connection with me. He's currently on a warship, in charge of some research work. Cough— Rogue Trader, you know. As long as he doesn't go against the Imperium's stance, cooperating with the Xenos should be considered normal, right?"

The Lion King gave him a wary look.

After thinking for a long time, he finally sighed and said, "Be careful. The Xenos and the Abominable Intelligence are both very risky."

"A single misstep could backfire, understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Alvin nodded vigorously.

What other "surprises" do you have in store for me?

The Lion King was also tired. No wonder this kid insisted on making him make a promise in advance. If it were anyone else, he would have killed them with a single sword stroke long ago!

"Hehe, you figured it out?"

Alvin grinned and called out to the communications array, "Let them in."

Then, the gate chamber opened.

Nearly a hundred Space Marine clad in black armor filed in, and the leader of the Space Marines trembled uncontrollably when he saw the figure sitting upright in the command room.

"Lion...-- The Lion King?!"

Ollsen's pupils contracted sharply.

They thought it was some kind of mission that Alvin had summoned them to the command room, but they never expected it to be their own father!

The Lion King's lips twitched as he turned to Alvin: "This is your 'surprise' for me?!"

Good heavens, an entire Chapter of "Fallen Angel"!

He retracted his previous statement: This kid is even bolder than the Dark Angels Legion back then, daring to harbor so many Fallen Angel. He's truly fearless!