"Why did you not personally take part in this meeting?"
After listening for a while, Fros asked the Lord of Tyran in great confusion.
Qin Mo's eyes revealed emotions such as relief, joy, and approval.
A moment later, Qin Mo spoke softly.
"During the Defense of Tyran, I was drawn into the Warp."
"At the time, what I feared most in the Warp was not whether the gods would kill me, nor whether I would be trapped there forever... What I truly feared was Talon."
"I feared Talon would fall apart after I left. I feared Talon could not go even a moment without its creator. I feared that its upper ranks were all ambitious men hiding their true faces behind power beyond mortal limits and astonishing material conditions."
"But after I left the Warp, I discovered that those fears had been completely unnecessary."
Fros listened quietly.
During the Defense of Tyran, he had also led the Lamenters to support Talon, so he knew of these matters.
"Among the army, navy, Talon's administrative departments, the Custodians... the conflicts and grievances between these departments were set aside. Everyone immediately reached a consensus: establish the Temporary Council to govern Talon in my place until I returned."
"And there were the C'tan, who proved far more reliable than I had expected..."
As he said this, Qin Mo thought of Burner.
First, there was one thing that had to be acknowledged...
Whether one regarded Burner as an enemy or a friend, anyone who examined that incomparably cruel C'tan would conclude that the flaming bastard was an exceptional beast.
Some C'tan combat squads would complain to The Chronicler and the Void Dragon about Burner's abusive behavior. Yet whenever the Void Dragon confronted Burner, Burner would use the coldest logic to list the actions of those