The Lion's Thanks
You want me to join the Administratum?
Lion El'Jonson may be getting old, but he can still see through such a clumsy scheme.
The Imperium Chancellor didn't care whether the plan was flawed or not; as long as it worked, it would be a win-win-win situation.
Mr. Han told him to put the two Daemon Primarch back for the sake of future plans, and for the sake of his own power, he had no choice but to release the two excellent Nuclear-Powered Ox-Horse.
However, the two Daemon Primarch cannot be released so easily; someone must replace them.
In Sinleech's view, the replacement should undoubtedly be the Imperium's eldest son.
Sinleech knew very well that of the three members of the Imperium Secundus, the only one he could currently manipulate was Lion El'Jonson.
Guilliman is still asleep, and Mr. Han has no intention of reviving him anytime soon.
Sanguinius himself appears loyal to the Imperium, but he has many ulterior motives. For example, he can't be Sanguinius into joining the Administratum.
That leaves only Lion El'Jonson has just woken up and is still not fully awake.
Once Lion El'Jonson gets into the Administratum, firstly, Mr. Han's plan can be executed as scheduled, and secondly, he won't have to deal with those tedious government affairs. This is a win-win situation.
Once Guilliman awakens, all Lion El'Jonson needs to do is trick Guilliman into working for the Administratum.
That would be a win-win-win situation.
Whether Guilliman can get into the Administratum depends on Lion El'Jonson's personal abilities.
If he can get Guilliman in, it will be a win-win-win situation; if he can't, it will at least be a win-win situation.
In short, as the Imperium Chancellor, he was never at a disadvantage.
Now, the wise Imperium Chancellor intends to give the Lion some face and make this a win-win-win situation.
"However, Lion, you can rest assured. Although they are no longer here, as the Imperium Chancellor, I cannot neglect the affairs of the Imperium Court."
"So until this war is over, you can completely entrust the Administratum to me with complete peace of mind. You can come back after the fighting on the front lines is over."
"Furthermore, the Lion can rest assured that I will not tell anyone about you beating two shrewd and capable political elites to a pulp."
Lion El'Jonson didn't speak, but just looked at him with a gaze that seemed to want to devour him alive.
"Thank you, Chancellor Excellency."
"Oh dear, Lion, you're too kind. We're both working for the Imperium of Man, so just remember to come and take over when the time comes."
Aren't you afraid I'll stand you up?
Sinleech shook his head confidently.
"The fact that the Lion can say that proves you can't possibly not come. I look forward to the day the Lion King returns in triumph to assume his post in the Administratum."
"Then you can look forward to it, Chancellor Excellency."
Watching Lion El'Jonson leave, Sinleech felt no worry at all.
If we're talking about cunning individuals in the entire Milky Way Galaxy, from 30K to 40K, Sinleech is the most cunning of them all.
He could tell at a glance whether the other party was being dishonest; it was obvious that this Lion was trying to be a scoundrel.
But if we're really talking about being a rogue, this Imperium Chancellor is definitely a top contender, if not the best.
As for who is number one, everyone knows the answer.
Having witnessed the rapid changes in the Imperium of Man during the 40k era, Lion El'Jonson left Terra.
After leaving Terra, he immediately headed to the Punishment Star Chart.
He already had a clear idea of the composition of the Imperium Chancellor and the entire Administratum; now he wanted to see what the Father of Night was really like.
In fact, the situation on the Punishment Star is far more complex than that of the Imperium of Man, at least in Lion El'Jonson's view.
When the Lion arrived at the Punishment Star, he couldn't help but express his feelings.
"The Imperium of Man is in grave danger."
What is now certain is that the Night Lords are openly and legitimately ruling this Planet, while the Nightfall is simply sitting idly in low Earth orbit.
The Father of the Evernight was also stationed there, but compared to the Nightfall, the Father of the Evernight looked more like Heretic.
Because now there are very few humans on the deck of the Father of the Evernight, or more accurately, very few organic beings.
The entire Father of the Evernight is now mostly Necrons.
The few organic beings there, which looked humanoid, were chatting happily with the Necrons.
"This is the territory of the Father of Night. Those who enter must halt!"
A Necrons 'Phaeron appeared before Lion El'Jonson.
It's currently the early stages of the great war, and all the Necrons brought by Krete have arrived at their posts.
At the same time, all the Necron Phaerons and Overlords became the most basic operating units.
In other words, any soldier you randomly pick on guard duty is Phaeron, or at the very least, Overlord.
"Xenos, go and report that I am the Primarch of the Dark Angels."
"No need for announcements. Mr. Han already told you in advance that you would be here. Please, Primarch, the Father of Night awaits you."
Lion El'Jonson was astonished by the Father of Night's information gathering abilities.
But now that he's here, he's going to take a look.
Look at the Eighth Legion now, and look at your brother who has reappeared.
He soon arrived at the Planet's surface, where he also encountered the Night Lords were openly preparing for war.
When the Night Lords saw the Lion, their only emotion was astonishment, for the Lion was far too old.
There's not much emotion involved, because the Night Lords now have their Primarch in charge.
Not to mention the Judges who came to help earlier; they were incredibly strong.
Lion El'Jonson walked along like this, constantly being pointed at and surprised. The most frequent comment he heard was that the Lion was old.
Even if Lion El'Jonson is the Primarch, even if he is knowledgeable and worldly, even if he has the best temperament, at this moment he still wants to retort that he is not old.
However, his aged appearance was undeniable, so Lion El'Jonson could only head to the location of the Night Haunter as quickly as possible.
Not long after, Lion El'Jonson heard a voice in the central square that he could never forget.
"I have witnessed your growth, my Scions!"
During the Horus Heresy, he and his brother became very close.
The two sides were evenly matched, it was hard to say who won or lost, but later my brother was beheaded by Assassin. It's really sad to think about it.
Konrad Curze!
The Night Haunter was inspecting the results of the Night Lords's training, heard the Lion's voice, turned around, and saw a person who surprised him.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
"Old sir?"
"Yes, you've aged quite noticeably," the Night Haunter said with a smile.
Lion El'Jonson could tell that the Night Haunter hadn't failed to recognize him; the Lord simply wanted to mock him.
Mocking one's own aging.
That damned flying bat will soon be punished for his narrow-mindedness.
Konrad Curze!
"A loud voice can't change the fact that you're old, sir. Just say what's on your mind, I'm listening."
Swish!
Boom!
Lion El'Jonson gave his opponent no time to prepare, launching a surprise punch, but the Night Haunter caught it firmly.
"Big Brother, not only have you aged, but your fists aren't as strong as they used to be, and your speed has slowed down considerably."
"You used to be like Lion hunting a rabbit, using all your strength; now you can't even catch a mouse!"
The Night Haunter threw a punch without hesitation, as a return punch to the Lion.
"You should have died long ago, Night Haunter!"
"If you're going to take your anger out on me as soon as you wake up, then I don't mind teaching you a lesson, you old rascal!"
The Night Haunter's voice still lingered in front of Lion El'Jonson, but his figure had already appeared behind Lion El'Jonson.
With a punch delivered without reservation, Lion El'Jonson was forced to stagger back more than ten steps.
"Stop, Lion El'Jonson, you're no match for me now."