The Chancellor's Grip on Power (2)

Because of his presence, the Warp Storms have shrunk considerably.

But that's a story for another time.

Prior to this, the Imperium Chancellor had only caused a sensation in Terra.

And then it just fizzled out.

Until that time.

Not long after the new Chancellor took office, some news came from the Blood Angels Chapter.

What exactly it is remains unknown.

The only thing that is certain is that the Chancellor went there.

From that day on, the Chancellor's style of doing things changed.

No longer an obscure Imperium Civil Servant, he began sweeping reforms.

No one, whether military, political, financial, or intelligence-related, could escape his methods.

The Ecclesiarchy and the Inquisition suffered even more casualties, with heads rolling everywhere.

I heard that many of the Inquisition's secret forces have been purged.

Since then, Warp Storms have become much smaller.

Since the meeting Chapter Master the new Chancellor and Dante, all the Chapter Master and Grand Masters of the Chapters' Librarian throughout the Imperium, as well as all those with similar authority, have received a secret order.

A portrait, and another question.

The portrait depicts a young man in his twenties who appears refined and cultured.

He was holding a black Staff and had a book tucked under his arm.

As for the question that came along with it, it was a question about the Law.

Malakim looked at Miranda, who then stepped aside.

He saw the people following Miranda.

A young man in his early twenties, though wearing the uniform of the Astra Militarum, had a demeanor and eyes that made him seem quite different.

It's very eye-catching.

"What's your name, soldier?"

"Neoth."

What???

"Very good, soldier."

Malakim wanted to repeat the name, but he couldn't.

He then glanced at Sister Miranda standing to the side.

He could also see different information in the other person's eyes.

There's something wrong with this Astra Militarum.

"Wait a moment, I have a question to ask you."

"Clear."

Han Mingxuan thought he had been exposed. Logically speaking, a common soldier like him shouldn't have been exposed at this time.

But that's the truth; he really did slip up.

"Tell me, what is the content of Article 9, Section 8, Item 7, Sentence 6 of Chapter 13 of the Evernight Code?"

Um?

Using your own writing to test yourself?

Are you kidding me?

But on the other hand, Dante did indeed take his own words to heart.

He did a great job.

The fact that Lamenters participated in the Penitent Crusade had read the Evernight Code indicates that there was no problem with the circulation of the Code's contents.

This would prove the widespread adoption of the Evernight Code; it would be a real problem if I couldn't answer the question.

"Abhumans is Abhumans, and a human is a human."

"Very well, go back and wait for news."

"Yes."

After Han Mingxuan was taken away, Miranda immediately asked him to stay with her and assist her in completing the treatment mission at the field hospital.

Meanwhile, perhaps out of respect for Miranda, the Lamenters sent a full squad to assist with the operation.

Meanwhile, Malakim collapsed to the ground.

Fear.

That's terrifying!

God knows what his soul went through the instant the thought of repeating the name Neoth crossed his mind.

I almost fainted on the spot!

He didn't know what that name meant, but he knew that this person was the Father of Night!

This is for no other reason than that the contents of the Evernight Code are, to this day, only circulated among all members of the Blood Angels Chapter.

In other sub-regiments, apart from the Chapter Master and a few high-ranking officers, only the strongest and most loyal soldiers of the Chapter are qualified to read it!

The Astra Militarum know the details!

Then combine that with the portrait.

He is undoubtedly the Father of Night!

Report this to higher authorities!

It must be reported now!

Malakim sent out the three words using the highest level of confidentiality.

Shortly after he sent out the message, a squad of Adeptus Custodes arrived at the location.

"Commander of the Malakim Chapter Master."

"Adeptus Custodes?"

"As instructed by the Great Emperor, we have come to receive that being."

"The God-Emperor... already knows?"

"Yes, the God-Emperor knew everything the moment that name appeared."

Let's go back to the moment when Han Mingxuan had just uttered Neoth's name.

At this moment, in the Imperial Palace, Sinleech sat leisurely to one side, holding his Staff in his hand.

"Hurry up and get to work! You have hundreds of years' worth of work to do!"

You can't do this to yourself! You bastard!

"Tch, you think your district is worthy of being compared to mine?!"

"Get to work now, or you'll regret it!"

Bang!

Tzeentch performs a nine-turn aerial somersault.

Since receiving the stick from Han Mingxuan more than a decade ago, Sinleech has completely let go.

For no other reason than that this Staff now contains power from Han Mingxuan.

That is power from a higher level!

He can slap whoever he wants!

Even the Old Cured Meat sitting on the Golden Throne now is no exception!

However, for the sake of cosmic stability, he did not do so.

But the Huangpizi is fine, while everyone else will suffer.

No, it should be other districts.

To avenge the attack he suffered when he first arrived in this world, Four Domains Sinleech made an extremely daring move.

Holding the stick Han Mingxuan gave him, he charged straight into the Warp.

As Warp deity, coming into the Warp was no different from returning to his hometown.

First, they broke Tzeentch's leg. Regardless of whether he had a leg or not, he was now unable to move.

Then there were all the Warp Daemon under Tzeentch's command, regardless of size, all of them were taken in.

After doing all that, Sinleech attacked all the other Warp gods one by one.

You need to draw from the Chaos Undivided, and you can draw from the other Four Gods ninety-nine times in a row!

What Sceptre of hope and Miracles! This stick is far more useful than that thing!

And so, what was originally a loading screen in all five regions of the Warp was now a loading screen for the entire Warp thanks to Sinleech's meddling.

After a while, the Warp Storms have shrunk considerably.

Therefore, Sinleech's title as the strongest Living Saint in history is well-deserved.

But that's not all.

He put every single one of the Daemon in Tzeentch's faction, including Tzeentch himself, as well as the most intelligent Greater Daemon in the Warp, into the Imperium Department of Internal Affairs!

As for why we did that?

That's for rest, of course!

"Hey, Old Cured Meat, isn't my method much easier?"

The Emperor remained silent.

He didn't know what to say.

When Sinleech delivered the Warp Daemon to the Department of Internal Affairs, the Emperor immediately crashed.

Then, this half-dead Imperium began to show signs of recovery.

This is simply a Miracle!

"Fine, if you won't tell me, then don't. I'll tell you."

"Let me tell you, Malcador is an amateur, and you're an even bigger amateur."

"In my opinion, handling Imperium affairs doesn't need to be so complicated. Look at me now, I basically don't get involved anymore, isn't that great?"