Mastering the Work
In the end, Han Mingxuan and his son left Malcador's Office, bringing with them good news.
"Dad, you're amazing! I love you to death!"
"Learn from this, kid. In the political climate of the Imperium, following the rules is useless; most of the time you'll have to argue your way out of things."
"I've learned something new, I've really learned something new."
My Dad is really something else; he got me to go to the front lines. That's much better than staying in the Office grading papers.
"The rest of the personnel arrangements are up to you."
"No problem, Dad, don't worry, it'll be fine."
Curze rushed to the Eighth Legion's headquarters and announced this exciting news to the entire Legion.
"Brothers of the Eighth Legion, my Scions, today I have some very important news to announce to you!"
"From today onwards, we are under the jurisdiction of the Department of General Affairs!"
Department of General Affairs
That is, it is under the jurisdiction of the Father of Night.
This is a good thing.
The relationship between the Eighth Legion and the Father of Night is truly one of blood ties.
It's definitely better than letting those Vermin from the Imperium interfere.
Upon hearing this news, everyone in the Eighth Legion cheered, even though the members of the Evernight Judges Legion were busy grading case files every day.
As for the members of the Midnight Reapers Legion who become Enforcer, they deal with violent crimes.
Even though these superhuman beings had become miserable Imperial Constable, the news still thrilled them.
"Don't get too excited, there's even better news."
Is there even better news?
What better news could there be? Could it be that the Father of Night is sending them to the front lines?
"Starting today, we can go to the front lines!"
Holy crap!
Great Emperor!
They really can go to the front lines!
Long live the Father of Night!
Long live the Father of Night!
Long live the Father of Night!
It wasn't easy, it really wasn't easy! After being cooped up for so long, I can finally go to the front lines and get some exercise!
"Listen up, all of you! Our Eighth Legion is now under the Department of General Affairs, and we are in charge of the Barge in the Logistics Department of General Affairs!"
"We're sending supplies, not going to fight on the front lines. Do you understand?"
"Clear!"
Of course I understand! I understand it perfectly well, how could I not understand?
It's saying they went to deliver supplies, not to fight on the front lines.
To be honest, they also wanted to deliver the supplies as quickly as possible and then come back to grade the files.
But the Imperium was simply too vast, the battlefield was unpredictable, and the situation on the battlefield could change in an instant.
Perhaps when they arrive, their allies will have been reduced to a state of near-total combat ineffectiveness, leaving them with no choice but to step in themselves. They're in a real bind.
Sigh, they were all Civil Servant, but they had no choice; their allies were being attacked so badly that it wouldn't be right not to help.
Those were my brothers-in-arms, as close as my own flesh and blood!
We must never stand by and watch someone die!
"The Evernight Judges Legion!"
"Exist!"
"You will be in charge of Supply Convoy the First Batch of supplies to the various Legions. You must complete the mission successfully, and do it well, flawlessly. Do you have the confidence?"
"Have!"
Wow, that's awesome!
Finally, I can go to the front lines and show my skills!
Huh?
Wrong.
It's talking about the predecessors of the Evernight Judges Legion. Why weren't they mentioned? Does Father no longer love us?
"I know most of you feel this arrangement is unreasonable, and you also want to go to the front lines."
"But we cannot neglect one aspect for the other; we must manage the Imperium's logistics, and we must also manage the Imperium's Judiciary."
Therefore, the final result is obvious.
"Only those who are proficient in law and Law practice, and who do not turn the law into rigid dogmatism."
"Only Judges who are not good at blindly following rules and who are excellent and qualified are qualified to go to the front line."
"Because we are bringing not only material support, but also the Laws and justice of the Imperium."
"The conquered world must understand that, as human beings, it is essential to become part of the Imperium of Man!"
"This is honor, an honor that can only be earned through comprehensive knowledge and independent judgment!"
Do you have any other questions?
"At the Inquisitor's command!"
"Very good, Curze, you have learned your father's wisdom in dealing with people, that's excellent."
"You're excited too, Night Haunter."
"That's natural, Curze."
The Eighth Legion has already begun intensive preparations.
Han Mingxuan was also making preparations, but he was going to find someone.
Perturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors.
"Perturabo, how are you settling in lately?"
"To be honest, Uncle, I'm not used to my current life."
"My Legions should conquer cities and fortresses among the stars, bringing world after world to the Imperium."
"But now, my brothers are all heading to the front lines of the Great Crusade Expedition, while I'm left here alone. I don't know why."
"I think you can guess that it was I who suggested it to the Emperor."
Perturabo didn't speak; he just looked at Han Mingxuan.
"Perturabo, in some ways you're a lot like Xiao Mo."
"Mortarion? My Witchcraft brother?"
"Yes, you two are very similar when it comes to psychological issues."
"Psychological problems?"
"Strong both inside and out, right?"
"Right."
"But too much of a good thing is bad, and extremes lead to their opposites. Your exterior may be made of steel, but your heart is made of glass."
"Nonsense!"
"Xiao Mo is very stubborn. He refuses to forgive the Emperor for taking away his prey; that's what makes him conflicted."
"Your heart is fragile. You never receive the respect and honor you deserve, and you never gain the Emperor's approval. This is your biggest source of inner conflict."
"Just thinking about your whole family is really a headache."
"Your Dad didn't have a mouth, and neither do you."
"At least it's much better than Dorn."
Han Mingxuan ignored his words and continued speaking.
"You and Xiao Mo can be said to be the Emperor's most tenacious sons, but the degree of your antagonism is also the most outrageous among all the brothers."
"Perturabo, you should have received orders that the IV Legion is now under the Department of General Affairs, which means it's under my command."
"Yes, there is indeed such an order. The Emperor himself told me. Is there anything I need to do?"
"Next, Curze will lead his Legion to the front lines to escort Barge."
"That was his mission, but I have another mission for you and your Legion."
What is it?
"I need you to build as many Fortifications as possible in the conquered world."
"Fortifications?"
"Yes, conquering the world is easy, but maintaining it is difficult. None of us know when the Xenos and traitors will reappear after the Great Crusade sweeps away like autumn leaves. Therefore, Fortifications are necessary."
"This is what I need you and your Legion to do. If you fail, Court Martial."
Perturabo smiled when he heard Han Mingxuan say that.