"Go build a reserve force capable of handling the most extreme situations."
"As for what happened with the Second Empire, the human part of me bears you no blame whatsoever."
As Guilliman pondered, he sensed the Emperor peeking out from behind him. It was a unique kind of psychic connection.
The Human Emperor, possessing Vanessa, had truly appeared silently behind Guilliman.
Hearing Father-Emperor's human side speak, Guilliman turned to look into Vanessa's golden-glowing eyes. "You cannot speak for your entire will."
"But most of my will understands your difficulties as clearly as I do," the Emperor said. "Of course, I know that when you returned and went to the Golden Throne, you heard hurtful words—curses calling you a thief and traitor, accusations over what you did with Sanguinius and Lion. But part of my will was already abnormal to begin with. The Golden Throne has tormented me for far too long."
At that moment, Guilliman's communication with Qin Mo was still active.
"It's been a while," Qin Mo said, raising a hand in greeting.
"More than a while. We haven't seen each other in decades." The Emperor frowned. "Back then, you took those C'tan off to collect fragments without even saying a word. I looked for you twice in the sector and couldn't find you, so I came out to handle my own affairs."
"I'm really grateful you didn't spend decades wandering around Talon. Otherwise, who knew when we'd have discovered the conspiracy between those High Lords and the skeletons."
"No need to thank me. It was only right."
After bickering with Qin Mo for a few words, the Emperor looked back at Guilliman. "Go do what you should do. I support you."
"Father..." Guilliman looked at the Emperor, his body trembling faintly.
"Don't get moved too soon." The Emperor