Taking Leave (2)

Sanguinius?

Upon hearing Malcador's recommendation, the Emperor fell silent.

Because if Malcador recommended Sanguinius, then it would indeed be impossible to refuse.

Emperors abhor personality cults, and they also abhor people worshipping them as leaders or gods.

But for Sanguinius,

The Emperor, however, was surprisingly tolerant.

Sanguinius' combat prowess is among Primarch top tier of Primarchs; he possesses formidable strength.

At the same time, his personal charisma is unparalleled among the Primarch.

He was the Imperium's star, Imperium idol, and the object of worship for everyone in the Imperium.

The Imperium even has Sanguinius Festival because of Sanguinius' existence.

The Emperor knew that Vulkan and Sanguinius represented his humanity and his Divinity, respectively.

"You want the Blood Angels to join the Administratum?"

"This was recommended by Curze, and Sanguinius himself also has this desire. I think we should plan and deploy the Primarch and their Legions within the operation of the Imperium as soon as possible."

"That's probably a bit too early, my friend."

"Time is of the essence, and we will need to work on multiple fronts simultaneously if necessary. Moreover, the Eighth Legion has now established a firm foothold in the Judicial System."

"The existence of the Eighth Legion has been tacitly accepted among Mortals -ranking officials. I think this is an opportunity to allow other superhumans to enter the various systems of the Imperium."

The Emperor remained silent for a long time, because Malcador was right.

When the Eighth Legion first entered the Judicial System, there were indeed strong reactions from all sides, but later they witnessed the Eighth Legion's absolute Judiciary capabilities.

Ultimately, the response was lukewarm at the end.

I thought you would recommend Roboute.

"Now I can message him and ask him to come over too."

"No need. The Great Crusade still needs manpower. Let Sanguinius and his Legion stay in the Administratum for six months."

Praise be to your wisdom, my Lord.

After the matter was settled, a silence fell between the two of them—a silence that was tacit, quiet, and somewhat eerie.

"Old friend, you still have something to say?" The Emperor stated a fact, waiting for Malcador to speak.

"Yes, my lord, there are some private matters I need to consult you about."

"You don't need to consult me about your private matters, my old friend. Your wisdom is as vast as the ocean; you are more than capable of taking control of your own life."

"I need to ask for leave, my friend."

???

My sword and shield?

These four words perfectly express the emotions of the Emperor today.

"I think I'm still half asleep, my friend."

"That's the truth, my friend. Everything is back on track now, the Primarch's problems are gradually being resolved, and the pressure on the government and Judicial Systems is gradually decreasing."

I think I need to take a break for a while.

The Emperor fell silent again, deep in thought and weighing his options.

He had mentioned more than once that Malcador should take a rest.

But for some reason, now that Malcador actually suggested taking a break, he seemed somewhat reluctant.

Fine, if I'm unwilling, then I'm unwilling.

My old friend has sacrificed so much for the Imperium of Man, let him rest.

"How long do you plan to rest, my friend?"

"Standard Nostramo time, one week."

Malcador had originally planned for five days, as he intended for the Sanguinius Legion to stay at the Administratum for a maximum of three or four months.

But the Emperor was too benevolent; he simply had Sanguinius and his Legions stay in the Administratum for six months.

With such a great opportunity, I definitely need to seize the time to rest more.

"At most three days, my friend. It's not that I'm heartless, but you know the Imperium's current situation is not optimistic."

"5 days."

"Okay, remember to bring me some Nostramo snacks; the taste from thousands of years ago still lingers in my memory."

"I will, my lord."

"Also, regarding the Alpha Legion, should we bring them along?"

"No, Your Emperor, Sanguinius and his Legions have just entered the Administratum and need guidance. The Alpha Legion is the best Teacher."

Just kidding, I, Ma, finally got a few days off. If I were to take those two Heng Ha Generals from the Alpha Legion with me...

Doesn't that mean leaving your phone on Holidays?

How can you possibly get proper rest then?

How can one possibly be in the mood to enjoy Holiday?

Therefore, it is absolutely forbidden to bring it.

Your consideration is still thorough, my friend. Have a pleasant Holiday.

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Emperor."

In the end, Malcador left the Throne Room. He didn't even realize that the moment he stepped out of the Throne Room, his back straightened a little and his steps became much lighter.

Now, there's only one thing he needs to do.

That means I'll ask Old Han for a ride to Nostramo.

In less than 10 minutes, Malcador arrived at Han Mingxuan's door and knocked on it impatiently.

"Chancellor Excellency, you've arrived." The one who opened the door was Nobilia Gusalto, a student of Han Mingxuan.

The child seemed somewhat nervous when he opened the door and saw him.

But right now, Malcador is in a wonderful mood.

"Child, don't be nervous. Just think of me as an old man visiting."

Then, Malcador walked in with a smile.

At this moment, Han Mingxuan had already packed his luggage. Before leaving, Renato Gusalto still had some questions to ask him.

Since Han Mingxuan had nothing better to do, he decided to explain it to him.

However, when Han Mingxuan was teaching the siblings, he discovered that the older sister was more suited to governance, while the younger brother was more suited to command.

Therefore, Han Mingxuan taught Renato more about military strategy, while teaching Nobilia more about political administration.

"Old Han, it seems you get along very well with the kids."

"Old Ma? You're a rare guest indeed, but my two students are truly diligent," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

"As the saying goes, 'No one visits a temple without a reason,' but today I've come to tell you something."

"What's up?"

"I'd like to hitch a ride with you to Nostramo."

Are the Huangpizi still not giving up?

What are you going to Nostramo for?

"I've asked the Emperor for leave and plan to vacation in Nostramo for a while."

???

Upon hearing Malcador's words, Han Mingxuan was completely bewildered.

Malcador on vacation.

How dare he take a vacation at his age?

"Don't be nervous, my friend. Everyone needs to rest properly."

"That's true. We'll talk about it later. Curze just messaged me saying he's back, but he's at the military camp right now."

"After he returns from the military camp, my son and I will meet, and then we will set off for Nostramo."

"That's natural, that's natural, it's human nature, I completely understand."

"Nobilia, make our Prime Chancellor a cup of tea."

"A pot of Da Hong Pao, warm, please, thank you."

Hey, this Little Old Man.