I Can't Tell!

"Hey! Voldus!"

Guilliman flattened the belt in his hand and roared at the Grey Knights Supreme Grand Master, who was frozen in place, without turning his head:

"Don't you have a heart? This is your own father!"

If you feel sorry for me, just call me "Dad"! After you call me "Dad," I'll stop immediately!

"I... I..."

Voldus ' lips trembled, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with struggle.

The trembling of the Gene-seed and the century-old teachings in his mind tore him apart so violently that he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

"What do you mean, 'what...'?!"

Guilliman's voice suddenly rose, carrying the supreme authority of the Regent of the Imperial Regent:

"My Imperial Regent, the Emperor of Mankind, is here! To disobey our orders is disloyalty!"

"This is your own father. He's being tortured right now. If you just call him 'Father,' he can be spared from the pain, but you refuse to do so. That's unfilial!"

"If you had just uttered a single call, the Imperium would have gained another Primarch, saving countless people from the ravages of Chaos. Yet you refused to call out; this is inhumane!"

"If you don't call him 'Father,' you're depriving all your Grey Knights brothers of their Gene-Father —that's unjust!"

"Fine! You Voldus!"

Guilliman's words struck Voldus like a hammer blow. It was the same classic tactic—first label him, then have him take sides!

If I say you're gay, then you're gay!

Guilliman: Let me tell you, in the Imperium of Man, you're nothing more than a... loli~

"I thought you were the Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights, working diligently for the Imperium for over seven hundred years, but it turns out you're such a disloyal, unfilial, and unjust person!"

"How can you face your own heart and lungs?!"

Voldus was stunned again.

He opened his mouth, but only managed to utter two words: "You... you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Guilliman didn't give the other party a chance to defend themselves; his disdain was almost overflowing.

"My Imperial Regent, Lord of Ultramar, has worked diligently for the Imperium for hundreds of years! When I was working, your great-grandfather wasn't even an egg cell yet!"

"I slept for the Imperium for ten thousand years! Do you know that? Twenty thousand years ago, someone who served five years in jail for a gang was a boss when they came back. I served ten thousand years in a cosmic prison for the Imperium!"

"In terms of contributions, I've made far more than you!"

Guilliman stepped forward, his armor radiating a terrifying aura. "Let me tell you, I am the emperor! I am the future emperor of the entire Imperium of Man!"

"You've messed with me now, do you believe I'll make sure your entire Grey Knights can't survive in the Imperium!"

"When the time comes, I'll issue a regency decree, saying that you Grey Knights have betrayed us, and I'll make sure not a single Grey Knights Gene-seed remains!"

"Let me tell you, even emperors are like this! Look at this Emperor!"

He pointed to the Emperor standing beside him as a golden ceremonial statue, his tone full of sarcasm, "He could even lay a hand on his own son!"

"Let me tell you, I'm his own son! Don't you understand the principle of the student surpassing the master? I'm even more of a beast than him!"

Emperor: "You... you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Guilliman glared and interrupted the Emperor's Psionic Energy telepathy, "Be a proper statue in your place and don't waste your breath on me! I'm annoyed enough!"

"Sitting on that broken throne for ten thousand years, acting like a broken candle, how awesome are you!"

"I slept in Ultramar for ten thousand years, and plenty of Sector Governor still scrambled to come and visit, and they all had to pay a sightseeing fee! My contribution was no less than yours!"

The Emperor remained silent.

His golden Psionic Energy avatar trembled slightly, and only one thought remained in his mind: This kid is not human! This kid is really not human!

If all of his mother's original Primarch were as eloquent as him, the Imperium would have been split into twenty parts long ago!

Ambitious! Extremely ambitious!

Just then, Guilliman heard the system's cold notification tone:

[The Strongest Regent System]

[Congratulations, host! You have gained the approval of the true ruler of the Imperium!]

[It has validated your ambition, it has validated your aspirations, it believes you are more suited to be a ruler than it is!]

[A seasoned feudalist fighter never rejects any form of power!]

[Given the extremely high difficulty of obtaining this recognition (requiring the subjugation of one of the strongest forces in the Milky Way, the most stubborn old man), a special reward of 1 million Governance Points is hereby awarded!]

"No, 1 million Governance Points?" Guilliman was stunned.

When he ruled the entire Ultramar Five Hundred Worlds, he undertook massive construction projects, unified the bloodline, and strengthened the military, which earned him 700,000 Governance Points!

This old guy's single endorsement has had a greater impact than all five hundred worlds combined back then?

Truly, it is a collection of human will and a symbol of Imperium power!

Guilliman turned to look at the Emperor, his gaze instantly becoming incredibly fervent, the same gleam he had shown before Horus's rebellion.

I love my father, but I don't care if he loves me or not!

The Regent Lord Regent was all about forced love!

Guilliman: Dad, listen to me, in the Imperium of Man, you're nothing more than a... loli sitting on Golden Throne ~~

Emperor: What a primitive-sounding phrase...

There's no way around it, this old lamp is not only shiny on the outside, but it's also shiny on the inside!

Guilliman simply couldn't hold back any longer!

"I want to be an unfilial son!"

A resounding declaration, imbued with Guilliman's unparalleled spiritual will, suddenly shook the entire Warp!

The will was so strong that even the Four Chaos Gods deep within the Warp, and even the Emperor whose main consciousness resided in the Material Universe, could clearly sense it.

Gods:... Haven't you always been?

Emperor Red Warmth: Change it to "Everyone"! Change it to "Everyone"! Try adding "God" after it!

Voldus was truly stunned by this barrage of sarcastic remarks.

In his eyes, the regent before him had become an invincible being.

There's no way around it; he even insults the Emperor.

But if you ask him to call a traitor "father," he can't stand it.

He simply couldn't take it anymore.

It would be better to let him die.

If Guilliman actually did as he just said, it seems like he would be living a life worse than death.

Voldus stood there, lost in thought.

"I can't tell, I really can't tell!"