Chapter 685: Three Primarchs and the Human Emperor
"When you see Guilliman later, you don't need to apologize or say anything nice."
"You only need to say one thing: in the coming war, I stand with you."
"That's all."
The Chogoris Eagle and the Lion of Caliban walked through the corridors of Macragge's Honour.
After two days of unceasing persuasion, Chagatai had finally completely untangled Lion's knot of resentment.
And under Chagatai's persuasion, Lion believed he should make his position clear to Guilliman.
Ten thousand years ago, Chagatai trying to persuade Lion would have had a success rate infinitely close to zero.
But ten thousand years later, it was much easier.
The far more mature Lion knew perfectly well that he should not have doubted Guilliman and should accept the close cooperation between the Imperium and Talon.
But for Lion, knowing something was one thing. Accepting it was another.
In any case, Lion was more willing to listen to advice now, relatively speaking.
"I stand with you. I think those three words are pretty sappy," Lion said.
"But sometimes, just three words can hold immense power. The discord between you and Guilliman will ease, and even the relationship between the Dark Angels and the Ultramarines will change because of the change in your relationship." Chagatai patiently counseled him. "Father-Emperor gave us an organ called a mouth. Its purpose isn't just to let us stuff our faces and drink ourselves stupid like Russ."
Hearing Chagatai's assessment of Russ, Lion frowned and brushed a hand over the beard on his chin. "I agree."
The two quickened their pace toward the command deck of Macragge's Honour.
This meeting had not only been arranged by Chagatai contacting Guilliman; it had also been Guilliman's own request.
Thus, when the two Primarchs entered the command