The Cunning Old Lion

Because the Imperium Chancellor, Sinleech diligent and conscientious, Guilliman was not left with a mess after his departure.

On the contrary, it can be said that they are quite well-planned.

Guilliman, who had taken control of the central power structure of the Imperium, arrived at the Administratum, but he was blocked by people.

"Official, what can I do for you?"

"Let me introduce myself, Your Regent, I am Vashtorr, Imperium of Man Department of Technology Minister."

"Before the Chancellor left office, he specifically told me to wait for you here so that I could hand over my work."

"Thank you for your help, please lead the way."

Guilliman wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that the Minister of Imperium Department of Technology looked down on him.

If I had to give a more apt description, it would be that his demeanor was very similar to that of the Imperium Chancellor.

After the two arrived at the Administratum, Vashtorr completed the handover of all documents as quickly as possible.

The whole process took less than half an hour.

"Alright, Your Lord Regent, I have completed the handover of the relevant work. You may continue with your tasks."

Guilliman looked at the Minister of Imperium Department of Technology with utter astonishment.

Talent.

Absolutely top-tier talent.

In less than half an hour, he neatly handed over all the work of the Adeptus Administratum to himself.

Even with Guilliman's extensive knowledge, he was quite shocked by Vashtorr.

"Minister Vashtorr..."

"Your Regent, please refrain from speaking. The Chancellor has already resigned. I served in the same court as the Chancellor, and now it is time for me to depart as well."

"What about the Department of Technology?"

"I found a young man, I think his name is Belisarius Cawl. He's a scientist, very quick-witted, and I think highly of him."

"Can..."

Guilliman had barely uttered a single word when Vashtorr vanished.

Without a doubt, this is yet another Chaos Gods.

Is the Imperium of Man still the Imperium of Man?

The Imperium Chancellor is a Chaos Gods, and so is the Minister of Imperium Department of Technology.

How many such Chaos and parasitic individuals are there within the entire Bureaucratic System of the Imperium?

To ensure the integrity of the entire Imperium Bureaucratic System, Guilliman began his own actions.

"Contact Cawl immediately; I need to see him now."

The Adeptus Mechanicus base in the Imperium of Man, where a group of the most outstanding Magos Biologis have gathered.

"My lord, we have tried every possible method, but why is the Lion still not awake?"

The leading sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus shook his head.

From the moment this Master of the Lion was wounded and fell into a coma on the battlefield, to the moment he was brought here for treatment.

The entire Imperium of Man mobilized its most advanced medical resources.

Currently, according to vital sign monitoring, everything is normal for the Lion.

Not only that, but even the Chaos pollution on his body has been cleansed.

But this Master of the Lions still cannot wake up to this day.

"I have another idea."

What method?

"Perhaps we can seek help from the Lord of the Word Bearers."

"Shut up! Heretic!"

"But sir, you saw it yourself..."

"Shut up!"

The leading sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus repeatedly shouted to stop him.

The Lord of the Word Bearers was so similar to the Emperor that his arrival caused an uproar throughout the Ecclesiarchy, but it also nearly led to its complete collapse.

When the Lord of the Word Bearers appeared on Terra, the Ecclesiarchy split into three factions.

Some believe it to be the true Lord of the Word Bearers, while others believe it to be yet another trick by the Chaos Daemons.

Another group, which constitutes the largest proportion, believes it is proof that the Emperor has returned to the world.

However you look at it, the Word Bearers played an indispensable role in the betrayal of the Imperium of Man during the Great Crusade.

Some people around me are now saying they should seek help from the Lord of the Word Bearers, but if they are used by those with ulterior motives, they will be burned at the stake.

Finally, the leading sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus made up his mind.

"Omnissiah above, please forgive my sins!"

"You all wait here, I'm going to see him."

"Grown ups!"

"Time is running out; someone has to make a sacrifice."

This war was won brilliantly, but he knew very well that things didn't stop after the victory.

The Adeptus Mechanicus's tasks have become even more arduous; an even greater war awaits them.

Finally, the Lord of the Word Bearers answered the sages' plea for help, and he found Lion El'Jonson lying there.

"My lord, please lend a helping hand."

"Of course, that's no problem. After all, no matter which time or space, Lion El'Jonson is always my Big Brother."

"But before that, I hope you will all leave."

"I cannot comply, sir."

The Adeptus Mechanicus present were prepared to die.

There was no way around it; the reputation of the Word Bearers was simply too great. We had to be prepared to die, in case the other side unleashed some irreversible Witchcraft.

Even in Terra, that would be an irreversible disaster.

"Alright then, you said it yourselves."

Then the Archmagos saw the Lord of the Word Bearers take out a recording device.

"Oh my, it's rare to see old Lion like Lion El'Jonson. Let's take a picture first, and then have a good chat with him when my Big Brother comes over."

"Fourth Brother, come here for a second!"

Before the Archmagos could react, they saw the Lord of Iron walk in.

They had already received news from the battlefield that the Lord of Iron was righteous, but when they saw him in person, they still couldn't help but tremble.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Lorgar?"

"Take a look at this."

Perturabo looked in the direction Lorgar pointed.

"Hey, isn't that Lion? He's gotten so old! Let's take a picture together!"

"No problem, we'll take turns."

Seeing this, the Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus wished they could destroy all their Logic Units.

Damn it, why didn't they go out back then?!

"So, are you all allowed to leave now?"

"Yes, yes!"

That's incredibly impressive.

On a small scale, this is the Primarch's personal privacy; on a larger scale, it's a secret the Legion cannot touch.

If others knew that these members of the Adeptus Mechanicus were also present at this time...

Given the Ecclesiarchy's fanaticism and the First Legion's style, the Adeptus Mechanicus is in serious trouble.

After all the Archmagos had left, Lorgar and Perturabo looked at Lion El'Jonson, who had been lying there motionless.

"Alright, stop pretending to be asleep. The war is over now, and Roboute has taken over as Imperial Regent."

"We all know that the Chancellor healed you with the power of Grandfather; don't try to play dumb in front of us."

In fact, after learning that Lion El'Jonson was unconscious, Lorgar knew that he was definitely faking it.

Even the God of Life couldn't heal his injuries; how could Lion El'Jonson possibly lie here unscathed?

That's obviously impossible.

After careful consideration, only the last answer remains.

The Lion was completely faking it.

Sure enough, the Lion opened his eyes after hearing that Roboute had taken over as Imperial Regent, and he had no intention of continuing to play dumb.

Seeing the two of you like this, I'd rather believe I'm dead.

Looking at the two traitors, Lion El'Jonson felt a chill run down his spine.

These two people are too normal; they are completely different from the two beings he remembers.

"Neither of us will die, but I'm about to execute Lorgar. Do you want to come and watch?"

Who will be executed?

"I'll execute myself. Are you satisfied with that answer?"

"Okay, when?"

Thirteen days later.