My Wonderful Nephew

"Perhaps I should submit a document to the Departmento Munitorum, requesting that my Scions also gain experience within the Civil Servant system."

"Ah, that's right. Those who are Astartes must conquer the world, and they must govern it in the future. It's beneficial to understand this early on."

To conquer the world, and also to govern it?

That's a well-chosen remark.

It seems the Civil Servant System is really good for training people; it's very necessary for his Scions to get some experience, and I should also go and try it myself.

It's decided. Once the rest period is over, we'll submit the documents to the Departmento Munitorum.

At this moment, Dante and Sevatar had finished cleaning up the mess and returned to the Primarch's side.

"Dante, make the arrangements. Once the fighting here is over, immediately submit the necessary documents to the Departmento Munitorum."

"What's the content? Father."

"Take the cooperation with the Eighth Legion, for example; it greatly benefited the Ninth Legion."

"At the same time, according to the Eighth Legion's operational recommendations and training program, active-duty platoon leaders and above in the Blood Angels need to undergo training within the Imperium administrative system to comprehensively improve their combat and governance capabilities."

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Listening to Sanguinius' words, Dante felt that his life was coming to an end.

When he was fighting alongside Sevatar, he felt like he was dreaming, and the dream was layered upon layer, getting deeper and deeper, more and more wonderful.

Now that the battle is over, listening to his father speaking those words in such a serious tone, Dante wondered if he was about to die again.

"Father, if I may be so bold, the Imperium's administrative system is not conducive to personal development."

"As Astartes warriors of Imperium honor, we should win victory after victory for the Imperium on the battlefield."

"I understand your determination, my child, but as the Literary Pivot of Splendid Chapters goes, conquering the world is easy, but maintaining it is difficult."

"The Blood Angels should develop in all aspects; we are not only sharp blades on the battlefield, but also the pen and paper for governing the country."

"This..."

"Dante, you are the best of all my Scions. I have high hopes for you, my child."

Damn it!

In the 41st Millennium, I had no father or mother to love me. Now that my father is by my side, how can I let him down?

For his father, he wasn't afraid of losing his head on the battlefield; what was the government system to him?

"I am worthy of the Blood of Sanguinius, Father."

Sanguinius patted Dante on the shoulder with satisfaction; he was very pleased with this Scions.

In Sanguinius's mind, Dante was like Sevatar of the Eighth Legion, like Qin Xa and Yesugei with their White Scars.

Dante was his most favored Scions.

"The Boss, you're the best!"

Back on the Nightfall, Sevatar was the first to give Curze a thumbs up.

"Yeah, the Boss, you're amazing! You even thought of sending the Ninth Legion to the Administratum for training."

"This idea is absolutely brilliant!"

"Haha, this kind of thing is best left unsaid and laughed about behind closed doors. Anyone who dares to leak this information will have to work as Uncle Ma's assistant."

Malcador's assistant?

That could kill people.

Besides, how could such a thing possibly be leaked?

How could they possibly let anyone know about the suffering they endured? Right?

After a period of rest and reorganization, Curze's Eighth Legion led the charge, with the Ninth Legion close behind.

During their Warp journey, the Flagship Officer of the Ninth Legion truly witnessed what a wild, biological White Scars looked like.

"If they hadn't skipped using Gene-seeds to modify Astartes, I would have absolutely believed that the Eighth Legion's Flagship Officer came from the White Scars."

"Alright, bro, it's even more surprising that they're this strong without using Gene-seed to Astartes modification, isn't it?"

"Never mind, I heard that they became so strong because they trained in the Imperium government system for a period of time."

"I knew those Hereditary Nobility in Terra must have some good stuff hidden away. When we get back this time, we'll work hard and strive to become even stronger."

Terra, the Throne World.

Malcador received news that Curze had returned with his Legion.

Finally!

Konrad Curze!

My eldest nephew

You're finally back!

Uncle, my Holiday is finally over!

During this period, Malcador's emotions were actually quite conflicted.

Firstly, he was in great pain because Curze had left with his personal guard, and what used to be a moment to drink a warm cup of tea was now only enough for a hot cup.

Secondly, he was also very happy.

It was only after taking Holiday that Malcador realized he was still a human being.

Although the Holiday was short, he still looked forward to it and longed for more.

Now that Curze is finally back, Malcador promises he'll have a pot of tea, a pot of warm tea!

"Teacher, according to intelligence, not only the Eighth Legion has returned, but also the Ninth Legion."

"Ninth Legion, is there some problem at the front?"

"The Eighth Legion is like an ironclad fortress, impossible to penetrate, but we've received definite information about the Ninth Legion."

"What news?"

"Eighth Legion Primarch Konrad Curze suggested that Ninth Legion commanders and soldiers be trained within the Imperium administrative system to improve the Legion's overall combat effectiveness."

Um?

"Are you sure? Lying about military intelligence is not a good habit."

"Confirmed. All officers and soldiers at the platoon leader level and above within the Ninth Legion have received clear instructions."

"Every platoon leader and sergeant-in-chief must undergo at least four months of training at the Adeptus Administratum, just like the Eighth Legion."

Blood Angels?

Although they had Red Thirst genetic defect, this condition has greatly improved and is gradually disappearing since Sanguinius' return.

Moreover, thanks to Sanguinius's initiative, the Blood Angels now boasts a high level of literary cultivation among its members.

As a result, on the Eighth Legion side, Curze is currently preoccupied with matters in the Department of General Affairs.

However, it must be said that the Eighth Legion benefited from the presence of Curze's Gene-seed, coupled with Curze's positive development.

All the Space Marines in the entire Eighth Legion became qualified Judges and Enforcers.

Even without the help of Curze and his personal guard, the Eighth Legion can still handle 15% of the tasks assigned to the Adeptus Arbites.

Moreover, now that the Blood Angels have arrived, they can certainly be placed in the Administratum.

Furthermore, with the abilities of the Blood Angels and the coordination of Sanguinius, they could easily handle 20% of the administrative burden.

If necessary, the pressure on government affairs can be further increased to around 30%.

Then we can just drive straight to the beach in Nostramo to sunbathe, go fishing by the lake, go hiking in the mountains, and stroll in the park.

You can also purchase property in Nostramo.

This means that all sorts of things are happening at once.

Maybe I can take three to five days off.

Yay!

OK!

That's wonderful!

Holiday!

A five-day Holiday!

Curze, oh Curze, you're such a good nephew of your Uncle!

Absolutely perfect!

How could there be such a perfect nephew as Curze in the world?

I, Malcador, have a wonderful nephew like Konrad Curze, I can take five days off!

I have to thank Old Han for this.

Old Han's kindness can never be repaid, and at this rate, it could very well snowball into interest.

It's okay, though.

Rest in peace, and enjoy the beauty.

Ha ha!