The Apothecary and the Meritorious

A few days ago, the Terra Administratum.

With the return of the Emperor and the Imperium Chancellor, the pressure on the entire Imperium Civil Servant System was greatly reduced.

At the same time, the main forces of the three Space Marine Legions, which were struggling to stay afloat within the Imperium Bureaucratic System, could also be redeployed to continue their mission on the battlefield.

Of course, according to the Imperium Resolution, some Astartes remained, in addition to a number of new recruits.

This group includes both newcomers and veterans.

It's not surprising to see newcomers, but it would be strange if veterans appeared.

Moreover, the current situation is not just strange, it's downright eerie.

Yes, it's eerie.

"Apothecary! Quick! Apothecary!"

Holy Terra, Luna Wolves Garrison.

An Astartes rushed over and found the Apothecary as quickly as possible.

"What happened? Fighting brother, this is Terra, there's no need to panic."

"Quick, come with me!"

"What exactly happened?"

"Talk as you walk, quick!"

The Apothecary was then taken to a Spaceport in Terra.

When the Apothecary saw the current state of the Spaceport, he felt completely overwhelmed.

"Our Legion... has our Legion been destroyed?"

At this moment, the person lying in front of the Apothecary was none other than himself.

He was a member of the Four Kings Council, and besides the members of the Four Kings Council, there was also Garviel Loken, a student of Sejanus.

These five individuals were highly skilled, renowned, and influential within the entire Legion; everyone recognized this. But what happened to them?!

My father...

Yes, Father!

"Tell me, what exactly happened? Where is Father? What happened to our Legion?!"

"Apothecary brothers, calm down. Our Legion is fine; it's those five who are in trouble."

"Are you kidding me? Something happened to those five? Could it be that there are Primarch on the Xenos side too?"

Upon hearing the Apothecary's question, the Space Marine remained silent for a moment.

There are indeed no Primarch among the Xenos, but it is the Primarch who turned them into what they are now, specifically their Primarch.

"Treat them first, then I'll explain the details to you. Also, I have my father's orders here."

The Apothecary, suppressing his shock, examined all five people's physical conditions.

"Nothing serious, mostly superficial injuries, but for some reason, their Suan Membrane activated. Brother, do you have any clues?"

Upon hearing the Apothecary's question, the Astartes remained silent for a moment before giving his answer.

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you. The specifics are as follows..."

In short, after Horus realized he had been tricked, he showered his son with love and care.

He then packaged the five people and sent them to the Administratum, but everyone knew how terrifying the Imperium government system was.

Upon hearing that they were to go to the Administratum again, Suan Membrane activated on their own.

He fainted on the spot.

Horus's orders require these guys to stay in the Administratum for a year or two.

Let them understand that some jokes are not to be taken lightly.

"So what do we do now? Should I save them or not?"

"Save him, but you have to be careful not to overdo it, fellow Apothecary."

"Scale?"

"Yes, to be honest, they are all heroes of our Legion."

"If it weren't for them, how could we Astartes have gotten into the Administratum?"

"How can Great Astartes Supremacy be eradicated if we don't enter the Administratum?"

"I think I know what to do, brother."

"Alright, I'll be going now. The Primarch is waiting for us."

Are there any important combat missions?

"It's not a major combat mission. Nostramo is starting its second conscription, and all the Primarch have gone there."

"So Nostramo is recruiting again. I've heard about the quality of their soldiers; they're ridiculously strong."

"Yeah, I really don't know what they ate to grow up like that. But taking advantage of this conscription opportunity, I can go on a trip to Nostramo."

Now all the Legions of the entire Imperium know that Nostramo resembles Old Terra.

Even all the Planets in the entire Peaceful Star System resemble Old Terra.

For Space Marines living in the 30k era, being able to reach Nostramo, even just for a few minutes or a glimpse, was an immense honor.

"Hey bro, how about we switch?"

"That won't do. This opportunity to go to Nostramo was hard-won, but don't worry, I'll definitely bring you Old Terra Cuisine."

"What else is there to say? Have a safe journey, brother."

After the two said goodbye, the Apothecary looked at the five people who had fainted.

"You guys can enjoy your vacation, but you'll be in my Medicine Jar."

After saying this, the Apothecary settled the five people into the Repair Pod to rest.

The fellow fighter was right; they truly are heroes of the Legion.

If it weren't for them, the entire Luna Wolves would probably be a bunch of guys brainwashed by Great Astartes Supremacy.

At that time, if there are conflicts between the Frontline Legions and the rear administrative system, the XVI Legion will definitely be the target of the conflict.

For the Imperium as a whole, the losses outweighed the gains.

Meanwhile, the Vengeful Spirit set sail for Nostramo.

"Hello, is this Impetus?"

"It's me, sir."

"Long time no see, Impetus, how have you been?"

"Things have been going well lately, not too busy with missions, but I'm on my way back to Nostramo right now."

"Oh?"

"After all, Uncle is here for this recruitment, and all the Primarch are also present, so all of us from the Council of the Long Night will be there to observe the ceremony and, incidentally, to check on the quality of this batch of Recruits."

"The entire Council of the Long Night? Are you sure?"

Of the Thirteen of the Council of the Long Night, two have yet to appear.

Moreover, no one can find out anything about these two people.

"Of course, sir, but please don't even think about poaching anyone."

"Impetus, stop joking. Of course I know I can't poach you guys. I'm calling you this time because I have serious business to discuss."

It's best if it's something important, but don't be like the previous times, where they just chatted about everyday things after making the call.

"Please speak about the Primarch."

"You've been with the XVI Legion for a while now. If we were to Nostramo Recruitment, which group of soldiers do you think would be the best fit for the XVI Legion?"

Tsk.

That Lord of Luna Wolves is truly cunning.

"Primarch, as you know, this conscription is called the Nostramo College Entrance Examination, and any information must not be leaked during the examination period."

"We're such good friends, why are you telling me this? Besides, the Eighth Legion will definitely recruit first, and we'll recruit later. It won't affect the Eighth Legion's development."