Investiture of the Warmaster (2)

Looking at Han Mingxuan, whose hair was now slightly gray, and hearing him speak in the same way he did more than ten years ago, the Emperor and Malcador could not believe it.

Neither the Emperor nor Malcador could believe it.

Time has indeed left its mark on this legendary man, but his soul and ideals remain as fiery and bright as they were in his youth.

"Old Han, if it weren't for your gray hair and wrinkles, I would still think you were in your twenties standing in front of me."

"Haha, that's what it means to be young at heart even when you're old! Old Ma, you should learn from that."

"I will," Malcador said with a smile.

However, after the group finished their conversation, Han Mingxuan looked solemnly at the Emperor and Chancellor of the Imperium.

"Once everything is settled here, perform the Rejuvenat Treatment on me."

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Almost the instant Han Mingxuan uttered those words, the entire scene fell silent, and all the Primarch stared intently in his direction.

Not only the Primarch, but also the Emperor's Royal Adeptus Custodes were glancing in this direction, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

In fact, Han Mingxuan himself is over 40 years old.

Whether they were Space Marines, Primarch, or the Adeptus Custodes, they all began to consciously or unconsciously keep his existence in mind.

This legendary and great man is now over fifty years old.

However, no one dared to bring up the Rejuvenat Treatment in front of him.

Everyone knows that this Father of Night is the purest idealist.

Idealists can be stubborn and inflexible.

Therefore, they did not bring up the topic of Rejuvenat Treatment.

Now, this great man has volunteered to undergo Rejuvenat Treatment on himself.

Without a doubt, the Father of Night's words brought salvation and hope to the future of the Imperium.

His Demigod Nephews remained silent for a long time before their discussion became even more heated.

In fact, while Curze was worried about his father's impending death, the other Primarch were also worried.

Now that their Uncle has finally agreed to undergo the Rejuvenat Treatment, the Primarch are naturally delighted, after all, people as rational and gentle as their Uncle are rare in the world.

"Old Han, have you thought this through?"

"Your Emperor, wasn't this something we agreed upon at the very beginning of the Anti-Corruption?"

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, both the Emperor and Malcador understood that Han Mingxuan's meaning was simple: he wanted them to proceed with the next step of the plan.

"Yes, Old Han, this was originally what we agreed upon."

"Then let's hope everything goes well."

"It will all go smoothly, Old Han."

After the meeting concluded, the ceremony for bestowing the title of Warmaster officially began, in accordance with the established procedures.

However, the entire Imperium high command already knew about the selection of the Warmaster.

Without a doubt, it is the Emperor's eldest son, the Lion, Lion El'Jonson El'Jonson.

This was not the result of a power struggle between the brothers, but rather the result of their joint recommendation.

In fact, the entire Imperium was shocked by the fact that all the Primarch had jointly recommended Lion El'Jonson to become Warmaster.

These Demigods of Imperium of Man are excellent, but also very arrogant.

That is why the Imperium officials did not expect these Primarch to be so humble.

However, they later learned that the news of the appointment of the Warmaster came from Nostramo, not from the Emperor.

Upon hearing this news, they immediately understood.

The news of the appointment of Warmaster came from the Father of Night, signifying his expectations for them.

In fact, the Primarch did fulfill the Father of Night's expectations of them.

The investiture ceremony officially began.

Lion El'Jonson, clad in Artificer Power Armour, approached the Emperor.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down on one knee.

The Emperor slowly walked forward, with Sanguinius following behind him, carrying a tray on which rested a laurel wreath symbolizing the glory of Warmaster.

Then, the Emperor stood in front of Lion El'Jonson.

"Lion El'Jonson El'Jonson, my eldest son, Lord of the First Legion, Knight King, Lion of the Imperium."

"As the elder brother of the Primarch, as the eldest son of the Imperium, you bear a heavy responsibility that others cannot, and conceal a glory that others cannot comprehend."

"Like me, you bear the burden for the Imperium, for humanity, without ever complaining."

"Through the Ullanor Crusade, you proved your loyalty, bravery, and glory to all of humanity."

"Even in the mortal realm, I have great deeds yet to be accomplished. From this day forward, I hereby appoint you as Warmaster."

All military affairs under my command are to be directed by you.

"My eldest son, elder brother of all Primarch, I earnestly hope that you will take on the responsibilities and set an example as an elder brother, leading the Imperium army, leading your brothers, to save your people and liberate your kind."

"You have a long way to go, and I entrust my trust to you. Long live Lion El'Jonson! Long live the Warmaster!"

After the ceremonial address, the Emperor placed the laurel wreath on Lion El'Jonson's head.

"To be loyal to the Imperium, to give one's life for humanity!"

At this moment, the ceremony for bestowing the title of Warmaster was halfway through, and Han Mingxuan would continue to carry out the remaining half.

Then, the Emperor retreated into the crowd, and Han Mingxuan stepped forward, accompanied by an old man.

Oll Persson, the Emperor's First Warmaster, and the first First Mate of Humanity's Fate.

"Lion El'Jonson, lift your head."

Upon hearing this, Lion El'Jonson looked up at his Uncle. In fact, from the height of his kneeling position, he and his Uncle were at eye level.

Then Han Mingxuan took the stone box from Oll Persson's hand.

"Warmaster of the Imperium, today I, on your behalf, bestow upon you the most ancient Primeval Seal in the entire history of Imperium of Man."

Han Mingxuan opened the box; inside was a Bone Fragments.

"This was the original token of Warmaster. With this token, one could command the army, and all who saw it would obey."

"This represents the Emperor's supreme trust in you, and it also represents humanity's trust in you."

"Remember how you felt looking me in the eye today, Warmaster of the Imperium. I hope that in the days to come, whether in darkness or light, you will be able to look it in the eye and face it head-on."

"In the name of humanity, I now entrust it to you."

Lion El'Jonson looked at his Uncle, then at the Bone Fragments in his hand.

He never expected that the Warmaster would possess such a token.

When he solemnly accepted the Bone Fragments, at that moment, he would bear the responsibility for the Humanity's Fate.

"For humanity!"

With this, the ceremony for bestowing the title of Warmaster came to a successful conclusion, and the Imperium's second Warmaster was born!

What followed was a grand celebration and parade.

Such activities are inevitable on such an important day.

Of course, Han Mingxuan did not participate; he only attended the opening ceremony of the celebration.