This Is Miserable! (1)

Inside the Departmento Munitorum.

Renato saw the news of the suppression of the rebellion.

Because he had been staying in Terra, he naturally knew some of the rumors.

Now that he has seen this news, he is absolutely certain that those rumors are true.

But suppressing the rebellion...

No, we have to do something.

"Gusalto, should we notify the other Legions?"

"Yes, but not now. Logistics must be in place beforehand, otherwise there will be major problems."

After calming down the Mortals officials in the Departmento Munitorum, Renato immediately contacted the Department of General Affairs.

"Sis, something's happened."

"Yes, I know."

"So, should we arrest him or...?"

"Don't kill him."

"Then arrest them?"

"Arrest them, but we need manpower."

"That's easy, I'll go to the Administratum myself."

Because of the implementation of the Imperium Resolution, the current Mortals system includes Astartes, and various Legions have them.

Furthermore, due to the recruitment of soldiers by various Legions in Nostramo Recruitment, there is a portion of Nostramo-descended within the current Bureaucratic System.

He couldn't mobilize other people, but he could easily move these Nostramo-descended.

Furthermore, some Legions have already issued notices that their Astartes Legion also become allies.

"Okay, what are your specific plans?"

"First, send the message from the Departmento Munitorum to each Legion, but change the content slightly. Send them on an expedition so as not to delay the senior's affairs."

Will this work?

"This is in the name of the Emperor."

"There's one last problem."

"If the Seventh Legion wants to stop us, then start by bombing the Departmento Munitorum," Renato said.

"Younger brother..."

"Stop talking, sister, the Teacher is watching me."

The siblings ended the call, Renato immediately sent someone to inform the other Legions.

However, they insisted on using clandestine channels.

As long as a secret channel is used, there will be a time lag, and that time lag is his opportunity.

Next, Renato personally went to the Administratum.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he saw Sigismund sitting in the doorway with two swords and two cups of tea beside him.

"Gusalto has arrived. Please have a seat."

Damn it, what is Sigismund doing here?!

Could it be that they were prepared all along?

"Company Commander Sigismund, what are you doing...?"

"The Primarch has already gone in, and I cannot allow anyone to go in and disturb us during this time."

"Gusalto Family, I know what you're up to, but I can't let you in."

Renato was stunned, but he quickly calmed down.

"Company Commander Sigismund, I'm just going to conduct a routine handover."

"That won't work either. Let's sit down and talk, or do you want to fight me?"

"Okay, I have no objection."

Renato said, sitting down to one side and casually picking up a cup of tea.

Sitting here, he could faintly hear the Primarch's voice, probably trying to soothe people.

"Can you tell me about your time with the Father of Night?" Sigismund spoke first.

"OK."

Renato recounted the past in great detail, while Sigismund listened attentively, occasionally asking questions or nodding.

During this time, Renato also refilled Sigismund's tea several times, seemingly in no hurry, as if he was just there to hand over his work.

"Alright, Company Commander Sigismund, we've finished our conversation. May I go in now?"

"It still doesn't work."

Sigismund said this, but he saw a slight smile on Renato's lips.

"That's not up to you."

You think you can beat me?

"I don't need to defeat you, I just need you to stay out of my way. Go to sleep, Company Commander."

"You..."

Sigismund hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly fainted.

"Ha, Nuceria's generic drugs are really potent."

After joining the Departmento Munitorum, Renato naturally saw the history and combat records of each Legion.

Among these, Renato was particularly interested in Nuceria's drug, which could paralyze the Primarch.

Although the medicine was destroyed, the Gusalto Family was not a small family that had existed for hundreds of years.

Through family connections, he obtained a generic version of that drug.

The effect is simple and direct.

The Primarch cannot be defeated, but defeating Astartes is no problem.

The tea he poured wasn't very good.

"Now it's all up to fate, Teacher. Wish me luck, in the name of Nostramo."

As he spoke, Renato gripped the knife at his waist, a symbol of the Gusalto Family legacy.

How ironic.

His family is known for its honor and loyalty, and now he is plotting a coup.

What a cruel twist of fate!

But it's all worth it for the Teacher.

He pushed open the door, and the first person he saw was Dorn.

He stood on a table, looking at the Astartes with a complicated expression, his face flushed and neck red.

Throughout the room, a large number of Astartes had already collapsed to the ground.

Suspended animation.

"Renato, what are you doing here?" Dorn looked at him coldly.

Our goals are similar.

"Are you trying to incite Horus Heresy?"

"That's my Teacher; we need to get to the bottom of this."

"It's best if the Gusalto Family doesn't get involved; we'll handle it."

Renato said nothing, just stared at Dorn.

"You know you're just a Mortals," Dorn said.

"From the moment I stepped into this place and met you, my life and death became unimportant; everything is for you, Teacher."

Renato's original idea was to contact people, but now his idea is simpler.

To sacrifice oneself for a cause.

As long as I die at the hands of the Primarch, things can continue as before.

"You've learned your Uncle's character better than any of us have."

From the moment Renato entered the Departmento Munitorum, his excellence became evident to all, and he also became a leader among the younger generation of nobles.

This undoubtedly demonstrates that his Uncle's education was successful, and it is precisely because of this success that Renato exhibited his Uncle's radical side.

"Saying all this is useless. Where is the Teacher? This matter needs to be explained."

"This is Horus Heresy."

"Then Horus Heresy!"

Bang!

Dorn said nothing, but knocked him down before Renato could react.

This Mortals is too dangerous; his rhetoric about sacrificing oneself for one's country is too inflammatory. We have to bring him down.

Although he had already transferred the Nostramo-descended from Imperial Fists to Curze, the news could only circulate within a small circle.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to make a special trip to appease people.

Dorn feels like he's taken some kind of Sanhuang tablets.

Roboute was called back to his room by his mother and placed under house arrest.

Lion El'Jonson claimed that there were too few mobile units and that as the Warmaster, he needed to hold the front lines.

Russ said that because his Uncle's whereabouts were unknown, the Legion's Wulfen behavior began to retaliate collectively, leaving them preoccupied with their own problems.

But looking at these Space Wolves living peacefully in Terra, Dorn really wanted to punch them.

The Great Angel said his Uncle had given him a secret order to move.

Vulkan locked down Nocturne directly.

Horus, on the other hand, called himself repeatedly, urging him to return to defend.

But if he goes back to defend, he'll definitely get whipped around like a top.

We really can't let him come back.

To put it bluntly, he's the only one left to shoulder the responsibility.