Success Need Not Be Mine

Since the end of the Imperium Anti-Corruption campaign, which started strong but ended weakly, Han Mingxuan has basically disappeared from the sight of the Imperium nobles.

The Father of Night, who had caused such a stir throughout Terra, now seemed to have never been Terra at all.

As for Han Mingxuan himself, after handing those books over to the Primarch, he chose to remain secluded.

No one is to be seen.

Whether it was Malcador or the Emperor, they were all turned away.

Even Endymion was in charge of his safety, had no idea what he was thinking lately.

"This is the price of gambling, Your Emperor."

Throne Room, after Curze's efforts, Malcador, who was ultimately acquitted, looked at the Emperor.

The Emperor made no comment on this; he remained silent.

"We should have had a better way, but you were too greedy."

"..."

"Let's talk about something else then. When Horus Great Crusade the Warmaster?"

"It's too early, my friend. Everything is progressing steadily right now, there's no need to rush. Let's wait until Corax returns."

Although Han Mingxuan did not receive any visitors during this period at his residence, he was fully aware of everything that had happened in Terra.

Without a doubt, those damned parasites are now all happy.

If they weren't afraid of Han Mingxuan's influence in the Imperium, they probably would have already come to show off with drums and gongs.

But aside from things like setting off firecrackers at the door, they've exhausted all the ways they can show off.

All of this is simply conveying one meaning.

Look at you, you Nostramo Gang boss.

The great Emperor chose his loyal and glorious family.

And you, a criminal from the countryside, a Gang leader who crawled out of a mine.

He never gained the Emperor's trust from beginning to end.

"Gentlemen..."

"You're not trying to comfort me, Endymion?"

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's question, the Tribune fell silent.

He knew exactly how wise the Father of Night, who had reshaped the entire Nostramo, was; he always saw things clearly.

Even under the current circumstances.

His wisdom and Farsight were never consumed by those negative emotions.

"Don't worry, I never take those pig-like nobles seriously."

"The so-called success and Emperor favor they flaunt are nothing but a laughable clown show in my eyes."

"These corrupt and blindly loyal people have no idea what changes are about to happen in this world, nor do they know where the fate of the Imperium of Man will lead."

"Everything they're doing now is just bluffing."

Success need not be attributed to me, Endymion.

Often, many things only need someone to take the lead, and the rest will be accomplished by people of ambition from all over the world.

"So what are your plans next, sir? You haven't been seen in Terra for quite some time now."

"Isn't this normal? In their eyes, a once-favored minister who was extremely popular with the Emperor suddenly loses power and retreats to his home."

"Not showing up for so long, isn't that exactly what they expected?"

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, Endymion knew that the Father of Night had never been defeated by this incident.

"I plan to take a good vacation for the next while. First, I need to go back to Nostramo."

Back to Nostramo?

"Sir, you..."

"Don't worry, my son and Nephews are all here. I can't just leave and never come back. It's just that, given the current situation, it's not really appropriate for me to stay in Terra any longer."

Two days later, Han Mingxuan, along with his students and his guards, prepared to leave Terra.

Aside from the guards left behind by the Primarch, only the Evernight Legion came to see them off.

When he first arrived in Terra, he was incredibly successful; compared to now, he seems rather desolate.

However, none of this mattered to Han Mingxuan.

He has already left behind what he most wanted to leave behind in Terra; the rest needs time to ferment.

"Dad, he's just gone like that?"

"Haha, Curze, remember this: some things, success doesn't have to be mine, but I will definitely be a part of it."

"Keep a good job, you guys. I might Necrons for a while, and then, once I've rested enough, I'll naturally return to Terra."

In the end, Han Mingxuan boarded the spaceship bound for Nostramo.

"Old Han, wait a minute."

"Old Ma, what brings you here to see me off?" Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

"Stop making fun of me, Old Han. I am deeply sorry for everything the Emperor did."

"It's nothing, Old Ma. You and I both know what kind of person he is. It's just that I'm a bit tired right now and want to rest."

"Sigh, well, I know the Emperor's actions were unwise, but all the Primarch signed the petition know that your cause won't end here."

"Also, keep these things with you. If you ever want to return to Terra, you'll find them useful."

Nobilia took the package and placed it in her luggage; Han Mingxuan didn't even glance at it.

He knew that it contained Letter of Appointment from the Adeptus Administratum and various other departments.

This is precisely why Han Mingxuan said that those nobles were nothing but clowns.

While the Emperor did pardon them, Emperor did not punish Han Mingxuan.

All the titles and rights bestowed upon him in the past remain in effect to this day.

Moreover, because of his Anti-Corruption efforts, the entire Legiones Astartes Imperium harbors deep hatred for corrupt officials.

With the Primarch in the hands of the Primarch, none of the nobles who signed it survived.

"I'm leaving. I'm afraid we won't see each other for a while."

Ultimately, Han Mingxuan's spaceship departed Terra.

"Curze..."

"Chancellor, there is no need to worry. I will not be leaving here with my Legion."

"When I came here, I promised my father that I was here to change Terra."

"Now that my father has started, I don't need to let his career end here."

The nobles believed that Han Mingxuan's departure signaled the end of the Anti-Corruption campaign.

In reality, for the entire Imperium, the departure of the Father of Night...

It all meant only one thing from beginning to end.

Konrad Curze, the Primarch of the Eighth Legion, and the Grand Inquisitor of the Midnight Reapers.

From this moment on, his thoughts and actions will no longer be subject to anyone's constraints.

It was once an era when the Father of Night led the fight against Anti-Corruption.

Now, it will be the era of Anti-Corruption in the Astartes, led by the Eighth Legion.

"Shen."

"Exist!"

"Go back to the Department of Justice and draft the document to invoke the Evernight Code's Extreme Punishment Act."

"Yes!"

"Sevatar."

"Exist!"

"Come with me to the 19th XIX Legion; we need to find some professionals."

"Yes!"

"Night Haunter."

"I am here."

You have to teach me a skill.