Everyone Gets a Vacation

"Dear brother, are you here to share my burdens? I praise you from the bottom of my heart, Great Angel."

"What are you thinking, Thirteenth Prince?"

It's impossible for him to share the burden of government affairs; he can't even finish his own share.

"So you're here to make fun of me?" Guilliman's expression changed instantly.

"No, no, no, I just made a Prophecy: the Administratum will soon welcome a large number of Astartes who will be here for long-term advanced studies."

"A large batch? How large could it be?"

Although each Legion conducted Eleven-Choice Examination after the Imperium Resolution was issued, and those who failed were sent here, the rotation speed was simply too fast.

"Just like when the Blood Angels first entered the Administratum, just imagine the number."

Is this the first time the Blood Angels have entered the Administratum?

That was a big event! I remember back then, he even had time to enjoy a cup of coffee and some dessert.

"Just like before?"

"Even more than that time."

"So what do you mean?" Guilliman looked at the Great Angel, his eyes unreadable.

"Yes, that's right. And Magnus just informed me that he has spoken with Ferrus Manus, and they both hope that we can extend the training period for this group of Astartes at the Administratum as much as possible."

Have a holiday!

Without a doubt, if this news is true, then they can take leave, and not only that, their Legions can even go to the front lines!

Is the news true?

"My Prophecy never fail, and Magnus just informed me of that; there's no doubt about it."

"Praise them, Sanguinius, praise our wise brothers!"

"Yes, Roboute, our brothers are so wise; they deserve such praise!"

"Should I go and notify the troops now?"

"No rush, I think we can plan our vacation in Nostramo first."

"Is this... appropriate? After all, Father is there too."

"What's wrong with that? As long as someone else does the work."

Tsk tsk tsk.

It has to be Great Angel, so insightful.

"Okay, I'll start the handover process now, then I'll go to Macragge and take my mother on vacation."

"Haha, then I'll have some Fruit first and rest for a bit."

After the two finalized their vacation plans, Roboute immediately got to work.

"Ezekyle! Aximand!"

"We're all here, sir, but please wait a moment, I haven't finished processing the documents I have."

Abaddon and Little Horus looked up.

They have changed a lot since they first arrived.

Not long after they arrived, they tried to run away, and in fact they did run back, but a tragic thing happened.

Their father personally brought them back.

During this time, they kept repeating that it was hell there, it was hell there, but their father never listened.

Their father had always emphasized the need for them to achieve outstanding results in the Administratum, thereby giving Astartes more influence.

At that time, neither of them had ever hated Great Astartes Supremacy so much.

But they gradually became numb to it.

Faced with the behemoth that is the Imperium administrative system, even the excellent Astartes would only become slightly more useful cogs in the machine.

After this period of training, they stopped complaining and running away, and at the same time, they started wearing Glasses.

"Stop what you're doing, young people, I have good news for you."

"Has the workload been reduced, sir?"

"No, Abaddon, soon a very large number of Iron Hands Astartes will be entering the Administratum. They are numerous and highly capable, so we can take a break."

"Yes, sir, I understand. We can... have a holiday?!"

"That's right, a holiday. All the Astartes in the entire Administratum from the Ninth Legion and Thirteenth Legions are entitled to a holiday."

"You can rest, you can race, you can go to the front lines!"

Go to the front lines!

"That's wonderful!! Praise be to Iron Father for his redemption!"

"Cunning Loken, cunning Sejanus! Prepare the Octagon!"

Looking at the two of them, Guilliman realized they had really gone too far in holding back.

"Don't get so angry, soldiers. I suggest you don't escalate the situation."

"Can..."

"The Emperor and the Chancellor are on vacation right now. You've made a huge fuss, and now no one will be able to fill the void left by this, and you'll be the one to do it. Are you happy about that?"

This... this!

Huh?

Yes!

Lord Guilliman is right!

"We understand, sir."

"Okay, I understand. Go and prepare your Holiday plans."

"Yes!"

As for their Holiday plans?

Of course, we should go to the front lines and fight the enemy fiercely!

Kill the enemy fiercely!

Massacre!

But... who should we put in the next round?

The other brothers of the Four Kings Council?

Hiss, no, no, no.

"Aximand, come here, I need to tell you something."

"Is it about the next candidate?"

"Yes, do you have any thoughts?" Abaddon asked.

"Hiss, this..."

When Abaddon saw Aximand's skepticism, he knew the kid had a plan.

"How about this, we each write a word or draw a symbol in our palms, then take them out together, okay?"

"Good!"

Soon, both of them drew symbols representing their personal thoughts in the palm of their hands.

"Have a look?"

"Look!"

The two simultaneously opened their palms, each bearing the symbol of the Luna Wolves.

"Only the two of us know about this."

"Understood." Aximand nodded.

Their ideas were aligned.

They came up with the best option.

Their father, the originator of Legionary Great Astartes Supremacy, the great Wolf of Fenris!

Both knew it was risky, but for the sake of their comrades in the Legion, they had to do it.

If Father's Great Astartes Supremacy is not completely reversed, more brothers will suffer.

"Okay, let's do it that way."

"Done!"

Meanwhile, the Departmento Munitorum.

Lion El'Jonson received an encrypted message.

The above is the content of the conversation between Abaddon and Aximand.

He initially thought there might be some problems, but now it seems there won't be!

Horus's arrival would be the best-case scenario.

We have to let him come.

Everyone knows that Horus was a staunch Great Astartes Supremacy.

Once he arrives, I can hand over the responsibilities of the Departmento Munitorum to him in the shortest possible time and let him take on the main burden!

Firstly, it allows me to rest.

Secondly, it could also satisfy his brother's Great Astartes Supremacy.

Killing two birds with one stone.

Renato!

"Grown ups."

What are some fun places to visit in Nostramo?

Um?

"Answer my question, young man. You've been in Nostramo for three years. Don't you know it's a holiday paradise?"

"We... should take a vacation?"

"That's natural."

Then Renato quickly took something out.

Nostramo Travel Guide – by Orikan.