The Emperor Decided to Give the Primarchs a Surprise

The Emperor had felt that something was off lately, but he couldn't put his finger on what.

Looking over the battle reports in his hands, he could tell the crusade was moving faster. Their efficiency had improved by nearly eight percent compared to usual. The legions on the front lines in particular were reclaiming territory even faster than they had during the Great Crusade.

The Emperor didn't give the phenomenon much thought. By his calculations, the enemies of the Second Crusade weren't particularly powerful. Aside from a few larger species, they weren't in the same league as their previous opponents.

Besides, after ten thousand years of fighting, the Imperial Army had gained a clear understanding of both Chaos and Xenos. With the massive Astra Militarum pressing the attack, it was no surprise their pace had increased.

Still, strange things were bound to have a reason, so the Emperor stayed alert. He took out the device that went with his Monitor, intending to see what that dog Hogg was up to.

The screen flickered with static, then gradually sharpened. The Emperor could finally see what was on the other end.

Blue skies, white clouds, a sandy beach and rolling waves. He couldn't tell where it was, but the sight of Hogg lounging around with all the enthusiasm of a salted fish still put the Emperor at ease.

"As long as that rebellious brat isn't causing trouble, he can slack off all he likes! Looks like he's vacationing on some Garden World. That dog sure knows how to enjoy himself. But once the plan's complete, I'll be able to enjoy life again, too."

Listening to the lilting voices coming from the other end, the Emperor couldn't pretend he wasn't envious. He wasn't some mindless Servitor on the Golden Throne. Ten thousand years