Lady Euten was undoubtedly a great woman. Bathed in her maternal love, Guilliman, who should have been a Son of War, was raised well and became a kind-hearted, true leader.
In fact, Lady Euten's upbringing was so successful that Guilliman didn't just become a capable leader—he also seemed completely out of place in the world. Simply put, he was too naive and too ready to trust others. Among the Primarchs, he was truly the most honest and straightforward.
Of course, being honest didn't mean he was stupid. According to Hogg's own hands-on experience, Guilliman had the most developed brain of all the Primarchs. His mind worked noticeably faster than the others', with Jonson lagging behind the most!
It might have sounded counterintuitive, but the data didn't lie. Hogg had backups of all the Primarchs' data, including their original gene samples. And he'd conducted the experiments himself, so there was no need to deceive anyone.
"So you're saying that, among all our brothers, Jonson is the dumbest one—even dumber than Russ?"
Dorn's surprise was genuine. It was hard for him to believe the results, but when he remembered The Angel's earlier disclosures about Hogg's various heretical deeds over there, he couldn't help but believe them.
"Then aside from Jonson, who's the second dumbest Primarch? Or, rather, whose brain works the second least well?"
There was no first place in literature, and no second place in martial arts, but that didn't apply to stupidity. Dorn was eager to know which of his brothers had earned such a reputation. But soon, he noticed Hogg sitting there, silently watching him. Even Sanguinius and Omegon, who had been speaking rapidly before, had fallen quiet.
The air suddenly went still. After a long, awkward silence, Omegon—who was the best at handling people—finally broke the strange tension