"But the Second Empire... it's too radical..."
"That's all right! We can take it slowly! The Second Empire is only a concept. We can change the sector's name according to the situation, just like Roboute Guilliman's Five Hundred Worlds."
"This..."
Seeing that Jaghatai was still hesitant, Perturabo had no choice but to ease off for now. He decided to improve his relationship with Jaghatai first. After all, Jaghatai's opposition was Jaghatai's opposition; what Perturabo wanted to do was his own business.
"One day, you will join this great cause. But for now, let us talk about something else." Perturabo had Jaghatai follow him. The two boarded a shuttle and arrived aboard the Lamenters' Mother of Tears warship.
The recruits who had just joined the Lamenters were training, but it was not Chapter Master Hope sparring with them. In Perturabo's eyes, that Chapter Master was pathetically weak, so he preferred to use Iron Bone robots as instructors for the recruits.
"Ha!" The recruits charged Iron Bone with chainswords in hand. They were forming squads capable of fighting together through live combat. The slower recruits became weak points, and Iron Bone tore through their encirclement, ruthlessly sending them flying.
The sounds of dented armor and cracking bones never ceased. Apothecaries who had been waiting below pulled the injured recruits away for treatment.
"So this was how the Iron Warriors trained back then?" Jaghatai asked curiously.
"Perhaps..." Perturabo grew quiet whenever the old Iron Warriors were mentioned, but he still told Jaghatai a little about the past. "The Iron Warriors were not only skilled at offense; they were equally adept at medicine."
Jaghatai also knew something of Perturabo's ways within the Legion. The decimation he had carried out just after taking command of the Legion had disgusted Jaghatai for a long time.
"So