True Teachings

Malcador is currently the most comfortable person in Han Mingxuan's home.

He sipped his perfectly warm Da Hong Pao, ate some snacks, and sat leisurely to the side.

Han Mingxuan, on the other hand, was instructing his students.

Curze also rushed back from the military camp.

"Dad!"

"Curze's back. Take off your armor and have something to eat."

"No need, Dad. I came back in a hurry this time; I had some things to take care of, so I just stopped by to check in."

Curze then noticed Malcador was having tea there.

"Hey, Uncle Ma, you seem to be taking it easy."

"I have to thank you so much, Curze, otherwise I wouldn't have had time to rest."

"Haha, I hope the Blood Angels won't burn down your Chancellor's residence."

"These are the people you sent; how could they burn down my Chancellor's residence?"

"I only wanted to make them stronger, but you're making them handle government affairs."

"Perhaps our great Imperium Chancellor, Uncle Malcador, is hiding something, only letting them handle political affairs instead of allowing them to become stronger as a whole."

Upon hearing what Curze said, Malcador instantly perked up.

He then looked at Han Mingxuan with a shocked expression.

Yes, he wasn't looking at Curze, but at Han Mingxuan.

Old Han, what a fine son you raised!

Han Mingxuan didn't even look at Malcador; instead, he called out to Curze.

"Come on, meet your juniors."

"Nobilia Gusalto has met the Eighth Primarch."

"Renato Gusalto has met the Eighth Primarch."

"It's quite rare to see Dad starting classes again, but don't worry, we don't have any Imperium Primarch at home."

Yes, senior.

After a brief greeting, Han Mingxuan inquired in detail about the Blood Angels.

"You're a real sly one, managing to trick the Blood Angels into joining the Administratum. I was wondering why Old Ma had time to come here for tea; turns out he's on vacation. What Miracle."

The Imperium Chancellor, Malcador the Sigillite, the Human Sigillite, is on vacation? Who would believe that? Tzeentch might not believe it.

"You know, Curze is such a filial son. Knowing that I'm an old man and can't handle everything, he called Sanguinius to come and help."

"Stop! Uncle Ma, I sent Sanguinius over there for training, who knew you'd assign him so many odd jobs."

Curze knew Sanguinius's character very well, so Curze would never admit to cheating him.

Moreover, he needed to drag someone down with him, and Malcador was the perfect candidate.

"You little rascal, you're so cunning. Alright, since you've asked this old man to take a vacation, then I'll take the blame for you."

"What are you saying? What are you saying? What do you mean by taking the blame? I didn't say anything."

Just like Old Han, he's completely uninterested in anything.

"Curze, I need to go back to Nostramo, and then I have to go to Solemnace. Things can proceed with Trazyn now."

"Dad, do you need me to send someone with you?"

"No need. This time we're Necrons, there won't be any problems. Those maggots in the Warp wouldn't dare cause trouble inside the Necrons's Blackstone Obelisk."

"Oh, by the way, I have something to give you. Please keep it safe."

"If anything uncontrollable happens to the Blood Angels within the Administratum, then give them the items."

What is it?

Han Mingxuan nodded, and Renato took a book out of his study.

"Lunyu? Dad, are you serious?"

When Curze saw this book, he was completely energized.

The reason was simple: Curze had studied the original Analects and also the Lunyu of this version.

Upon hearing this later version of the explanation, Curze was immediately opened to a whole new world.

Moreover, this was the book his Dad used to teach him the Lunyu.

However, its interpretation of the Analects is quite forceful.

Upon opening the book's cover, two sentences were written on the title page.

Confucianism offers Confucian thrones, and scholars offer sacrifices to the gods of learning.

Curze never understood the meaning of those two sentences, and he still doesn't to this day.

But Dad always said mysteriously, "You'll find out later."

Unexpectedly, he now wants me to hand this book over to Sanguinius.

"Dad, this is your true teaching, you don't need to pass it on to him, do you?"

It's not that Curze had a possessive or overly protective attitude.

The main reason was that Curze was afraid that his ninth brother would become extremely violent after learning the Lunyu.

The Imperium's most perfect Great Angel, after learning these things, saw his combat power and martial virtue soar.

Putting aside everything else, if the other brothers found out, they would definitely teach him a lesson.

Especially Horus.

He spent a great deal of effort on Nostramo to get Horus to shift his attention away from him and onto Lorgar.

In this way, Horus's attention will return to him, won't it?

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

" With the Adeptus Administratum being so inhumane, the Blood Angels always need a outlet to release their pressure, and this book is just the right one."

"Okay, Dad, I'll explain it to him later."

"Okay, I'm relieved about things here. You can go ahead and do your work; I should be leaving too."

"Okay, Dad, take care on your journey."

After Curze left the courtyard, Malcador also went into the side room.

When he reappeared, Malcador had changed his clothes.

He was originally dressed in a black robe, which made him look very dignified.

But when he came out again, he was wearing a beige robe.

He dressed and groomed very quickly.

In just one step in and out, her hair was neatly styled, and she looked much more energetic.

He looks like a super old mage from a Western fantasy novel.

"Looks like you're really looking forward to a vacation. Let's go back to Nostramo then."

"Haha, great!"

The greatest Holiday will be graced by his most loyal Imperium Chancellor!

Malcador was extremely excited throughout the journey.

However, as everyone knows, Malcador, as a powerful Psyker, can cause disaster to the Warp if he gets excited.

Almost from the moment the spaceship began its Warp journey, Malcador's Psychic Power was constantly surging.

Any Warp monsters that dared to stand in the way of the spaceship were burned to ashes by his Psychic Power.

"That's pretty short-tempered, Old Ma."

"Haha, I feel better than ever right now. All these measures are necessary to ensure my Holiday isn't disturbed."

"You don't need to go to such lengths. The Peaceful Star System is basically unaffected by Warp."

When Han Mingxuan said that, Malcador remembered.

There is indeed a Necrons Phaeron who is on an expedition centered Etherpeace System.

"Old Han, Nostramo is simply paradise," he said sincerely.

As the Sigillite of humanity, Malcador knows many of Earth's secrets, but he did not live in that era of the blue Planet.

However, the records passed down from the previous Sigillite the seal still made him yearn for that Blue Planet.

Now, he will once again set foot on this Blue Planet, not for any official business, but solely for vacation.

This feeling is simply wonderful.