Agrid and the Iron Tenth (1)

After finalizing the main procedures for Military Reform with Lion El'Jonson, Han Mingxuan received a message from Angrak.

"Old Han, you need to come and take a look."

Is something wrong?

"Here's the thing, since the Council of the Long Night is now drawing members from various Legions, I helped Agrid move his luggage, and during that time I learned some things about the X Legion."

"Aren't you currently conducting research in various Legions? I think this will be beneficial to your research work."

"Iron Tenth, are you referring to their internal Social Darwinism?"

"I knew you knew."

Old Han is always like this; he seems indifferent to everything, but if you ask him, he actually knows everything.

"Alright, I just finished here, I'll go over there in a bit."

After ending the call, Han Mingxuan did not go directly to the X Legion, but instead went to find Ferrus Manus first.

Upon arriving at the Adeptus Mechanicus headquarters in Terra, he easily found Ferrus Manus.

As the Legion most deeply bound to the Adeptus Mechanicus, the easiest way to find them is to go directly to the Adeptus Mechanicus's headquarters.

"Uncle, is there something you need from me?"

"It's like this, Ferrus Manus, as you know, I've been conducting research in various Legions recently, and it just so happens to be your Legion's turn."

"About your Legion..."

"Uncle, the competition within the Iron Hands is just too ruthless and cruel, and they're obsessed with cybernetic modifications. I really can't do anything about it."

In fact, Ferrus Manus was fully aware of the problems within his Legion, and he had been trying to change them, but he found that he couldn't. Iron Father was also very troubled by this.

After Agrid appeared, Ferrus Manus thought things would take a turn for the better, but after Agrid joined his Legion, he found that his Legion was even more obsessed than before.

He couldn't wait to find Han Mingxuan and have him come and take a look at the problems in his Legion.

But there was nothing he could do; his Uncle was constantly conducting research, traveling to various Legion.

He couldn't get any definite news either, but now it's great that his Uncle has come looking for him himself.

"It seems that Agrid's arrival hasn't changed some of the problems within your Legion. Could you tell me about them in detail?"

"Of course, Uncle, things have been like this since Agrid went to the X Legion..."

Several years ago, Agrid first arrived at the X Legion.

"Your Excellency Primarch, Inquisitor Agrid of the Evernight Legion reports to you. I hope we can achieve long-term cooperation in the upcoming Anti-Corruption efforts."

"Very good, so which clan would you like to join next?"

The strategic framework of the Iron Hands retains the consistent style of the nomadic peoples of their Homeworld.

At the bottom level are the companies, followed by the guilds, and then the clans, forming a three-tiered framework.

Above this is the Iron Council, organized and led by the Primarch.

"First, I need to observe, sir. Without enough observational data, I cannot determine my position within the entire Legion."

"Moreover, the main purpose of my brothers and I going to various Legions is to grant them the Extraterritorial Enforcement Authority in other Legion."

"Okay, I'll give you a week to observe, and then I'll need your answer."

"That's natural, sir."

Next, Agrid entered a week-long observation period.

As time went on, he began to develop a resistance to the entire X Legion from the inside out.

A week later, he took the initiative to meet with Ferrus Manus.

"Sir, please allow me to change my position."

"Job transfer?"

"Which position do you want to switch to, or where would you like to move to?"

"I would like to request to leave the X Legion, and other brothers will be stationed here afterward."

Leaving the X Legion?

Upon hearing Agrid's words, both Ferrus Manus and the other high-ranking Company Commanders of the Iron Hands were surprised, and at the same time, a hint of anger rose in their hearts.

"Is there a problem with my Legion?"

"Revered Primarch, would you like to hear the truth or a lie?"

Is there any difference?

"The lie is that I am a student of the Evolutionists Sage Angrak Augustus, and I hate oily-headed people."

Upon hearing this, the Company Commanders of the Iron Hands blazed with fury, and the members of the Adeptus Mechanicus who were cooperating with them also had a dangerous glint in their eyes.

However, Primarch Ferrus Manus of the Iron Hands did not express much opinion on this, or rather, he was waiting for Agrid to tell the truth.

"Then what is the truth?"

"The truth I'm trying to say is, I don't want to be associated with a bunch of Machine Freaks."

"As human beings, we are born of flesh and blood, and we should die of flesh and blood as well. However, after observing for a week, what I have seen most in the entire X Legion is the modification of mechanical prosthetics."

"Admittedly, machines are cold and efficient, following Order and logic, and can accomplish many tasks that humans cannot."

"But as a superhuman of the Imperium, if one cannot even achieve self-identity with one's own species, then I'm sorry, we are on different paths and cannot work together."

"I apologize, esteemed Primarch. I am not good with words and do not speak in a roundabout way. Please forgive me."

"You bastard from the Eighth Legion, you want to fight me?!"

"I don't want to do this."

"Then apologize to the Legion!"

"You've misunderstood me, First Company Captain."

"A misunderstanding? You insulted my Legion, insulted my honor, insulted my power, and you call it a misunderstanding?!"

"I don't want to compete with you, not because I think I'm wrong, but because I think you're not worthy."

Boom!

The entire Primarch's conference room was eerily silent.

Finally, there was an outburst of anger, like a volcanic eruption.

"Bastard, I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Quiet, Santar."

Ferrus Manus's voice was calm, even cold, but everyone knew that at this moment, the Primarch was extremely angry.

His voice temporarily suppressed the anger in the conference room, but if Agrid didn't give a satisfactory answer, that anger would burn him.

"I need an explanation, Inquisitor of the Eighth Legion."

"You are indeed excellent, but that does not give you the right to insult my Legion."

Agrid remained silent for a moment.

From the Primarch's perspective, he was thinking about how to answer.

But in Agrid's view, he was reflecting on the extent to which he had fueled the fire.

Don't forget that within the entire Evernight Legion, Agrid is a master of stirring up trouble.

"Since you all want to hear the truth, then I will show you the reality. First of all, I want to say that in my observations over the past week, I have discovered that the entire Legion follows a Jungle Law."

"Admittedly, this is due to the culture of your Primarch Homeworld, but as Space Marines, if you continue to adhere to this Jungle Law, then only destruction awaits you."