Classic Terrans.
Classic conflict between them and the recruits from the Primarch's homeworld.
Kasjia sighed, looking at the two groups of people below, at daggers drawn.
Compared to other legions, this problem was even more serious for the Emperor's Children.
The tithe of the Third Legion's Terran recruits all came from the sons of local nobles.
The advantage was that these well-born sons had strong combat abilities and high military quality, ten, or even nine times better than the criminals under Batman.
But they also came with a certain innate arrogance.
Chemos?
Where did this stinking outsider come from, to be worthy of being called a Son of the Emperor, alongside us who grew up at the foot of Holy Terra?
"Everyone, I can see that there might be some friction between you."
"In that case, let's resolve this matter in the most common way of the Emperor's Children."
Getting the Terrans and the Space Marines from other places to get along harmoniously was indeed a common problem for all legions.
But solving it was actually not that difficult.
You're not convinced? That's right.
A good beating will fix it.
"Lucius, you're up," Kasjia waved down.
"Since no one is convinced of the other, let's let our swords do the talking."
"One day."
"For today, all the Terran new recruits can challenge him."
"You have pride and confidence in your hearts. Now, prove it to me."
Close the door, release Lucius!
"Who wants to be the first?"
Lucius, holding a training dueling sword, stepped forward with a happy face, eager to try.
Awesome.
Finally!
Finally, a duel I can win!
Ever since he, Lucius, had joined the Emperor's Children and completed his modification, he had been getting his ass kicked by Tarvitz, Kasjia, and Arcur in turns!
But I'm the dueling master, right?
Why have I ended up in a situation where I can't beat anyone?
It was making him wonder if there was something wrong with him.
"I'll try first."
Seeing this, a new recruit from the Terran side on the right stepped forward and gave him a duelist's salute.
"Come on!"
Lucius twirled his sword in a neat flourish.
BOOM!
With a muffled thud, to the astonishment of the crowd, Lucius's opponent collapsed again.
"Who's next?!"
Facing Lucius's triumphant roar, none of the Terran new recruits below dared to answer.
It had to be said that although little Lucius often got his ass kicked by them, that didn't mean he was really bad.
It only meant that the competition among Arcur's disciples was too intense.
In the previous several duels, every new recruit who had issued a challenge had been swiftly defeated by his fast swordsmanship.
And the only Terran new recruit who could beat Lucius, the low-key Tarvitz, would naturally not spoil Kasjia's fun.
"No one else?"
"Nobles? Hmph, I've been dominating the Chemosian arena since I was a boy, and I've never met a single noble who could stand a chance against me!"
"Just a bunch of parasites relying on their ancestors' achievements, and you dare to shout in front of me?!"
Even the proudest Terran new recruits consciously shut their mouths after seeing Lucius's brilliant record.
"Losing feels bad, doesn't it?"
Kasjia continued, seeing the crowd fall silent.
"Then if I give you a month now, and ask you to find a way to defeat a stronger opponent in a month, what would you do?"
"Lucius, you answer this question."
"I know!"
He forcefully struck the two-headed eagle on his chest plate several times, confident that he could answer correctly.
"I will hone my skills, improve my swordsmanship, and at the same time, put on better and stronger armor, and challenge the other party again!"
Bigger, stronger, tougher, better!
What about the weapons?
"My melee weapon must be sharper! And my ranged weapon must have greater killing power!"
"Wrong!"
SMACK!
Kasjia's teaching rod landed on his ceramite shoulder.
I can't talk to you. Typical Ork mindset.
Kasjia had no doubt that this guy Lucius would start "Waaaaagh"-ing if he kept talking.
"You will become stronger, but what about the enemy? Won't the enemy also improve their abilities?"
"And the opponent's talent is clearly superior to yours. How can you improve faster than the opponent?"
"Will you just go and clash with others head-on, and then die incompetently?"
Kasjia turned his head and looked at the many Space Marine new recruits present.
"I think you all know that in a month, we will have a live-fire drill against the veteran companies of the Emperor's Children."
"In one month, I certainly cannot train you to be stronger than the battle-hardened veterans."
Kasjia admitted this.
"But we are human. We can change our way of thinking."
"Tarvitz, you answer this question."
"If it were you, what would you do?"
"Reporting, Commander. I would run away."
Saul Tarvitz was a very honest Space Marine.
He never did anything flashy.
"Although the Emperor's Children never run away, this is the time to run away."
Perhaps seeing that the other's expression was not right, he continued to add.
Collapse, retreat, sell out, slip away.
Kasjia: "..."
It was hard to say he was wrong.
But Kasjia felt his temperature constantly rising.
So why are there so many extraordinary individuals among the Emperor's Children?
Are they born like this, or is there something wrong with Fulgrim's gene-seed?
"Let's not talk about this for now," Kasjia changed the subject.
"In short, I know that everyone has a dream of pursuing perfection in their hearts, and there is nothing wrong with that."
The Third Legion, the Emperor's Children, had always been the most perfect legion.
This was the glory of the Third Legion, the foundation of its existence.
And also the source of its fall.
And Kasjia would, in this long Great Crusade, correct it bit by bit.
"But if you just assume you are perfect, and deny your own mistakes and the strengths of others, it will only lead to arrogant failure."
"Just like the veteran companies under Eidolon that we are about to face."
"They are strong, and they definitely have more combat experience and skills than us."
"But they have made a mistake that we will never make."
"And that is—arrogance."
"And arrogance will lead to failure and destruction."
Always be humble, always be patient.
Always be able to admit your own imperfection.
This is the virtue that a perfectionist must possess.
"Look around," Kasjia swept his hand over the empty training camp.
"Because of their arrogance, they have never scouted our training information."
"Perhaps you will say: 'Of course, if a veteran has to spy on a new recruit's intelligence, then does the veteran still have any face left?'"
"But war never cares about the dignity of the dead, my friends."
As he spoke, Kasjia wrote a Gothic word on the parchment behind him.
INFORMATION
"And only information, the information that can clear the fog of war, is the key to the battlefield."
"It has never been about bigger gun barrels, bigger armor, and bigger swords."
Although he also liked these things very much.
Like the Fireblade at his waist and the artificer power armor he was wearing.
He was being a bit of a hypocrite.
As he spoke, Kasjia jumped off the stage and walked among the new recruits.
"Next, you will be divided into two teams, Terran and Chemosian, and will fight against each other in this training ground."
"In this drill, I, Kasjia, will directly participate in the command of the Terran new recruits and fight alongside them."
"And I only have one request for you—"
"Only fight battles you are sure to win."
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