"We need to consider a problem in advance."
After Qin Mo left, Guilliman spoke slowly.
Everyone turned their eyes toward him.
Ten thousand years ago, Guilliman had not held much sway, and some of his actions had drawn wariness and hostility. But now, the Imperium's countless complicated affairs rested on his shoulders. Even Lion would listen patiently whenever Guilliman raised a matter.
"There are still many troubles in the galaxy, but they are not threats to survival."
"The C'tan known as the Star Map has been found, and research into the Veil of reality can proceed normally. Assuming nothing goes wrong, assuming the fiercest conflict among the gods does not end, and the research succeeds, the Real Universe will no longer be so easily eroded by the Warp."
"At that point, humanity will no longer repeatedly unite as closely as it does now in the face of existential danger."
"Many problems that have long been hidden and suppressed will erupt in the future."
Guilliman phrased it as tactfully as he could. It was enough for everyone to understand what he meant.
"You fear a civil war?" Lion sneered. "Just now, you gave me a look because of my reminder about Father. Aren't you speculating just like I am? If your friend knew you were speculating about him like this, how would he react?"
Guilliman was stunned for a moment. "I'm speculating about Old Qin? What do you mean? Lion, this is not a matter between two individuals. It is a matter between two ruling entities. Just as our relationship has eased, the relationship between our respective sons remains extremely tense. Do you think that just because you and I get along reasonably well, Caldor will not someday seek revenge on the Dark Angels for the way they set up the