Lox and Sanguinius hung back at the rear of the crowd, whispering quietly about the Emperor.
Jaghatai Khan, who had never liked overly lively surroundings, also drifted over. Thus, the number of people criticizing the Emperor rose from two to three.
"Your assessments are reasonable, but also somewhat biased."
The Warhawk gently stroked his long beard, revealing a meaningful smile.
"The reason the Emperor maintained a sense of distance from his children was because he had to preserve his identity and position as the Emperor. From the moment he ascended to that place and became the master of mankind, he had to place the whole above the individual, and justice above personal feelings."
"Perhaps, in his heart, he was an ordinary sentimental man who cared for others. But he had to suppress his true nature, because excessive emotion was itself a weakness. He ruled humanity's empire across the entire galaxy. Even if he possessed emotions, after making emotional choices again and again, how much of them could he have left?"
"The trolley problem itself has no solution, yet every day he had to make countless decisions millions of times more difficult than it."
"He is the greatest man in the world. We cannot completely deny his contributions and achievements just because he failed in one respect."
Once Jaghatai Khan had finished speaking, he discovered that Lox and Sanguinius were staring at him as though they had seen a ghost.
Their eyes were full of suspicion and disbelief, as if some monster had possessed their brother and friend.
"You aren't Jaghatai. Who are you?" Lox suddenly asked.
"Give my brother back!" Sanguinius cried in alarm.
Could the unruly Chogorian really say something like that?
Back when Lox, the Khan, and the Wolf King had spoken together, he had gained a deep