Dorn Pays a Visit

You mean that stinky rock?

"Clearly, he remains the Emperor's bullet."

"But now I'm the Builder, I'm much stronger than him, my strengths have been utilized, and my talents have been showcased, all thanks to my Uncle."

"As for Dorn, he's nothing but a pathetic stone. I once wanted to fight him, but now I truly see his incompetence."

"As front-line troops, they are conquering the world too slowly. As a result, there is less and less land left for us second-line troops to build, and sometimes we even have to do the Demolition ourselves."

"This is a dereliction of duty by Dorn as a frontline conquest force!"

That makes a lot of sense.

Look at the IV Legion, it's working hard to build things up in the rear, but the pace of conquest at the front seems slow.

Thus, the Lord of Ravens, who had only recently returned to the Imperium, had completely accepted Perturabo's explanation.

"Rest time complete, let's continue!"

They only rested for three minutes, or rather, their speed only slowed down for three minutes, before the IV Legion became a construction afterimage again.

Their speed is unimaginable.

That just means that Tom and Jerry's construction speed wasn't as fast as theirs.

Popeye ate spinach, would have to admit defeat.

Meanwhile, within the Imperial Fists's marching territory.

Rogal Dorn, the Primarch of the Imperial Fists, was extremely frustrated at this moment, and even felt a pang of jealousy.

Yes, the great Primarch, the most solid foundation of the Imperium, was even a little jealous at this moment.

He envied no glory, nor was he jealous of any sacrifice; what he envied was Perturabo.

Yes, Dorn admitted that long ago, he had never been jealous of his brother.

Until my Uncle arrived.

My Uncle is like a figure who only exists in mythology.

Wise, fair, gentle, and far-sighted.

Admittedly, Perturabo's personality changed because of his Uncle's arrival, although he was still as unapproachable as a steel plate.

But he was much more frank.

Meanwhile, under his Uncle's guidance and mentorship, Perturabo and his Legion truly found what they excelled at, a cause they could dedicate their lives to.

Construction.

Since the entire IV Legion was assigned to the Department of General Affairs and became a second-line force of the Imperium Great Crusade Force, the construction speed of the IV Legion has been outrageously fast.

Or rather, the IV Legion, having found its lifelong career and honed its skills under the tutelage of the Administratum, built at an astonishing pace.

Sometimes, you can even see large numbers of these Iron Warriors, who are part of the second-line Construction Corps, going to the front lines to rapidly advance the conquest process.

Once they have accelerated their conquest, they will directly mock the frontline troops for being slow, inefficient, and incompetent.

Immediately afterwards, they will race against time to get back to construction.

Even the White Scars found the construction speed incredible.

Of course, the one named Sandamel was from the Eighth Legion, and had nothing to do with the Fifth Legion.

"Defensio."

"Grown ups."

At this moment, after three years of honing his skills and experiencing being stationed in other Legions, Defensio has been completely transformed.

Defensio, 13-member Council of the Long Night, has become one of the Twin Stars of the entire Seventh Legion.

He and Sigismund became the most revered and beloved legendary Space Marines in the entire Seventh Legion.

Of course, if asked who Dorn loved the most, this Stalwart Stone would be in a dilemma.

Is Sigismund good?

He was undoubtedly outstanding; he was Dorn's most prized Scions.

But who most resembles Dorn?

It wasn't Sigismund, but Defensio from the Eighth Legion.

During the three years that he fought alongside the Imperial Fists, Defensio himself made great progress in the construction of Fortifications.

If three years ago, Defensio's theory of Fortifications was still somewhat theoretical...

So what about now, three years from now?

His talent in constructing Fortifications has made him the most outstanding among all front-line troops.

This is why Dorn has always felt guilty towards Defensio.

In his view, this master of Fortifications from the Eighth Legion should have gone to the second-line troops, like Iron Warriors, to build the most practical and powerful Fortifications.

However, due to the Seventh Legion's expeditionary mission, this genius could only stay with the front-line troops and fight alongside them.

Why was it the Seventh Legion that conquered the world, but the IV Legion that built it up?

The Seventh Legion is clearly the best Master Architect; the Imperial Palace's defense system was built by the Seventh Legion.

"Defensio."

"I've been right here with you, sir. You were just spacing out."

Upon hearing this, Dorn was taken aback.

He then slowly began to speak.

"What do you think the Seventh Legion should do next?"

"My lord, you are the Primarch of the Imperium; you should know better than I do about the future of the entire Seventh Legion."

Dorn was satisfied with Defensio's performance, but Dorn couldn't quite accept Defensio's attitude.

"Defensio, our relationship isn't just that of superior and subordinate; we're brothers, we're friends. I'm not asking for your constructive advice; this is just a friendly chat."

This was true of Defensio, or rather, of the entire 13-member Council of the Long Night.

Their behavior after being stationed in other Legions was very similar; they simply did their work without offering any advice or opinions.

"My lord, now that I've arrived here, my character should be perfectly aligned with the Seventh Legion's. Therefore, the Seventh Legion's future path is obvious, isn't it?"

Yes, the future path of the Seventh Legion is obvious.

"Defensio, do you want to go home?"

Go home?

Three years have passed, and this is the first time in three years that Defensio has heard those two words.

"Every moment, my lord."

"Then come back with me."

"Us? I thought you were going to give me a holiday, sir."

"The reporting period for this assignment hasn't started yet, has it? We're calculating our official business here."

"All right."

Then, Defensio performed a complete costume change, a procedure the entire Seventh Legion had seen many times before. They were initially furious, but now they found it quite normal.

He returned all the Medals and honors he had received throughout the Seventh Legion.

He then meticulously displayed all the honors he had received within the Eighth Legion on his armor.

At the same time, what is most eye-catching are the Evernight Code at his waist, the sword in his hand, and the Medals on his chest that he has polished to a gleaming shine.

The Medals was so clean that you could see your reflection in it; it looked brand new.

"Uncle, I want to go home."

Defensio muttered a sentence to himself, then, ignoring what Dorn was doing, headed straight for the Flagship's airship landing pad.

He is now extremely eager to return home.