Accepting Grandpa's Education

"Did the daemon-forge world in Tzeentch's territory count as a border battlefield?"

"How could it not?"

"Say that again?"

"Uh... actually, it didn't really count."

"Then why were you there?"

"I told you, we got lost."

Guilliman pointed at him through the air.

Lin En was furious but did not dare say anything. So rude. His dear eldest grandson was truly rude.

Then Lin En watched Guilliman place another call.

No one answered on the other end.

The Regent did not dare lose his temper either. He edited a text message and sent it through the communicator, calling for reinforcements.

Fortunately, there was more than one Primarch in the Imperium who could still move around. Otherwise, if Lin En ran into this before the Lion King woke up, he would truly be at a loss.

The Lion King, Lion El'Jonson, Primarch of the First Legion, the Dark Angels Legion.

As the first Primarch Legion to be established, it predated every other Primarch Legion, and the First Legion received treatment unlike that of the other nineteen Legions.

When the First Legion was founded, the Imperium was in its prime. The legacy of the technological age had not yet been completely exhausted, and much technology from that era remained.

The Emperor had handed much of his family fortune over to the First Legion.

Weapons, equipment, and forbidden technologies passed down from the Dark Age of Technology that other Legions had never even heard of.

Rumor had it that the First Legion possessed many technological creations unavailable to other Legions. There were even rumors that the First Legion still used Abominable Intelligence.

Of course, with the Emperor's special authorization.

There was gossip from some unknown Techmarine that when they had urgently repaired a First Legion Dreadnought, they opened its sarcophagus and discovered nothing