Malcador the Treachery

"What do you mean I'm the head of the Imperium Vermin?!"

"I have served the Imperium, I have shed blood for the Imperium! My Scions and I fought on the front lines, while you and your bureaucrats embezzled in the rear!"

"Now you're calling me the head of the Imperium Vermin?!"

"Then let's Anti-Corruption."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Do you want the entire Great Crusade Front to collapse?!"

"Did you leave your brain in Nostramo during your vacation?"

"Then you can continue being the head of the Imperium Vermin."

"You're so stubborn, trying to pull a fast one, huh? You're trying to fool me?"

Dante!

"Yes, Father!"

"Sharpen your weapons and prepare for battle, let's go to the front lines!"

"Yes!"

Finally!

Finally!

Finally, I can get rid of this damn, endless bureaucracy!

Finally, I can go to the front lines and kill the enemy to my heart's content!

During his week at the Administratum, Dante truly understood that this world was not a dream, but something so real.

"You can't do that! The Emperor has ordered that you and your Legion must stay here for six months!"

"My Legion and I are here to become stronger, and you've left my Legion here dealing with this damn paperwork!"

"You breached the contract first!"

"Curze's Legion can do it, so why Legion n't yours?"

"That's because you made them stronger, but you lied to the Blood Angels!"

"Horus is right, you are a treacherous man!"

"It was Curze who lied to you, not me!"

"Treachery! You've made me doubt my most rational and impartial brother?!"

"My brother is fighting fires with his troops on the front lines, their missions scheduled fifty years into the future, and what are you doing? Trying to sow discord among us?!"

"We once swore an oath of blood!"

"This is shameful instigation!"

"Go check it out yourself! Find out what the Eighth Legion is doing within the Imperium Judiciary system! They simply don't have time to become stronger!"

"The Eighth Legion is strong because it was strong to begin with. The reason they've achieved such remarkable results on the battlefield is simply because they've been driven mad by the Imperium's damned Judiciary system!"

"So you knew that this damned system of the Imperium could drive people crazy, huh? And then you shirked your responsibilities and pushed the blame onto me and my Scions?"

"I couldn't do anything about it, Curze took his elite troops with him!"

"Does Curze deserve this? He is the Primarch of the Imperium, he is meant to conquer the stars, you are the one in charge of administration!"

"Cough cough! What's wrong?"

"Curze, you actually came back?!"

"Hey, hey, Uncle Ma, you just got back from vacation, don't be so angry. I just heard my dearest brother was wronged, so I came to check on him."

Seeing this scene, Curze felt he had arrived at the perfect time.

Thankfully, Sanguinius is still angry and hasn't calmed down yet.

It would be very unpleasant if Sanguinius remembered this later.

Sorry, Uncle Ma.

You've been Treachery for so many years, please bear with me.

That damn brat!

You didn't learn any of your Dad's good qualities, but you've mastered the art of smoothing things over and playing the game of Tai Chi.

If it weren't for the strong opposition from the Department of General Affairs, we would have taken you to the Department of Justice right now!

"Have some Fruit to calm down. I brought good news."

Seeing the large box of Fruit from Nostramo in Curze's hands, the Great Angel finally calmed down a little.

He ate the Fruit in his hand, eagerly awaiting good news from Curze.

"The method is very simple, it's the same principle as an exam: select the best candidates."

"Only those with strong enough fighting ability can go to the front lines to fight, while those who are not strong enough can only do odd jobs in the rear."

"You can now completely unleash an unconventional Decimation."

"Whoever is the weakest in combat will handle official duties; whoever is the strongest in combat will go to the front lines to fight the enemy."

"In this way, the dilemma is resolved."

"What about Anti-Corruption?" Malcador asked.

"Anti-Corruption is imperative. You've already asked your Dad for people; we can't afford not to fight Anti-Corruption."

"But this will put a strain on the front lines of the Great Crusade."

"I believe in the Chancellor's abilities, my brother. Since he dares to talk about Anti-Corruption, he naturally has ways to eliminate its influence, right, Uncle Ma?"

"Right."

Now, even if it's wrong, it has to be right.

That little rascal, Curze, has learned all of his Dad's dirty tricks.

It's as slippery as an eel; you can't even catch it.

"Haha, Curze, my dear brother, how did you manage to learn all Curze Father's skills?"

Although the Night Haunter felt sorry for Malcador, seeing his brother grow stronger, he could understand Malcador's sacrifice.

Dante!

"Yes, Father!"

"Notify the troops that Eleven-Choice Examination."

"Clear!"

"Don't rush, here, take this."

"What's this?"

"My Dad's teachings are absolutely reliable and can boost my combat power."

"Since you'll be staying in the rear of the Imperium for a while to hand over government duties, you can take the time to study this carefully."

"This will make me stronger?"

"When have I ever lied to you, my Eight Brother?"

"Alright, you two can continue your conversation. Things are urgent at the front, so I'll be leaving now."

"Take care, Eight Brother."

After Curze left, the Great Angel simply watched Malcador quietly.

"So this is what you meant by my brother deceiving me? Hah, Treachery Malcador, Horus was right about you."

Although he was wrongly accused of being a treacherous person by Sanguinius, at least he stopped mentioning leaving for the front lines.

He has succeeded as long as he can keep some of the Blood Angels to handle government affairs.

Either way, it's a win-win situation.

"The Boss, isn't what you're doing a bit unfair?"

"Sevatar, let me ask you, will doing this make the Blood Angels stronger?"

"Yes, but you'd have to be driven to the point of depression."

"That's fine then. As long as I can become stronger, who cares?"

"Hopefully, the Blood Angels won't retaliate."

"If that really happens, you're not allowed to run away."

"It's hard to say."

"What?"

"It's nothing, the supplies are all packed, time to go support the next team. Let me see, it looks like White Scars."

Seeing that Sevatar was changing the subject, Curze didn't take it too seriously.

The most important thing now is to support White Scars.

The White Scars are all masters of guerrilla warfare, and they're very fast; hopefully, they can find someone.

"Maybe we shouldn't let Sandamel go this time."

How so?

"Sandamel loves racing too much. If he drinks White Scars's liquor on top of that, we'll all be shaken to our core."

Hmm, that makes sense.

"Report!"

"Sandamel?"

It's true what they say, speak of the Cao Cao Cao appears.

"The Boss, I want to participate in this support mission for White Scars."

"No way, you're a Speed Freaks, what if you leave all the brothers behind?"

"No, the Boss, I'll only speed once this time, just once."

Just once?

"Just this once, I swear by the Code!"

Wow, that's quite a strong determination.

"Okay, just this once, and don't let it happen again."

Alright!