Whoever Gets Exposed Gets Embarrassed

Looking at the hangar, which had gone from overcrowded to deserted, Iax turned toward Calando beside him.

"Fascinating. I registered over a hundred visual inspections, but everyone seemed to lose interest after seeing the two insignia on my side."

"Why is that?"

Lately, the gazes of Space Marines and Mortals soldiers had often lingered on Iax for a long time. Yet simply changing two insignia had been enough to make these Primaris Ultramarines lose their curiosity, even though this was their first time seeing him?

Calando did not find Iax's question strange.

"Although you added those two insignia yourself, their meaning is self-evident. One represents the Imperium, the other the Adeptus Mechanicus. This is my first time seeing one of the Men of Iron, too, but as I understand it, you're a mechanical construct. The Adeptus Mechanicus has all sorts of bizarre constructs and modified machinery. As long as they serve the Imperium, there's no need for further suspicion."

"Those oil-filled heads may think in rebellious and peculiar ways, but their loyalty to the Imperium is beyond question. However, if you ever see an Adeptus Mechanicus insignia with a black cog and red eyes, you can't go wrong by using every weapon at your disposal to tear them apart."

As he spoke, Calando led Iax to the cruiser's armoury. It was packed with weapons and equipment, and quite a few red-robed Tech-Priests were busy working there.

Along the way, Mortals soldiers and Ultramarines occasionally sized up the towering mechanical construct following their officer.

At the sight of the conspicuous Aquila insignia on Iax, some of the Mortals even raised their hands and crossed them over their chests in salute.

Iax looked at the saluting naval soldiers with some puzzlement.

Calando noticed his reaction, and pride coloured his voice.

"The Imperial