"The military parade, the Ultramarines and the Dark Angels..."
John caught the deeper implications in that information. It seemed the Dark Angels were arriving in force; there would definitely be confusion and trouble when the time came.
The Ultramarines' homeworld was particularly hostile to agents and spies these days. John did not know whether any Alpha Legion operatives had likewise suffered setbacks here. After all, the shadow of Hydra was everywhere.
As an elite Cabal agent, John knew quite a bit about Hydra. The relationship between that Legion and the Cabal had always been ambiguous.
But all of this was merely John's inner thoughts. His expression did not change in the slightest, as though he truly was nothing more than a visitor seeking answers.
As for the situation John had raised, the Ultramarines officer Zairo responded seriously.
"As for those women and children, I will make adjustments. An independent area will be designated to house them, and we will strengthen patrols and surveillance. Any civilians in need will be assisted."
"If anything comes up, you can come to me. I will see this through."
John could read the heart of the cobalt-blue giant before him. This was not hollow politeness or official diplomatic rhetoric. This Space Marine named Zairo truly meant every word.
He genuinely sympathized with others. Even though he held a high position, he still upheld the principles of sincerity, honesty, and responsibility.
These Ultramarines really were different from those John had encountered before. John sighed inwardly.
And what about himself? He worked for the Cabal, and most of what he did was dirty work that could not bear the light. If there was one term that could describe him, then traitor to humanity was perhaps a fitting one.
Yes, that was how John saw himself. He had