Let's eat first.
It was truly strange that Kasjia, a mere ordinary Space Marine, could be seated at such a luxurious banquet.
He also didn't understand why he had been invited.
But the food was indeed very delicious.
However, sitting among such a group of tall and imposing Primarchs, he still felt a little out of place.
Although his height of two and a half meters was not short, once he was in this pile of Primarchs who were all over four meters tall...
...he was truly dwarfed.
Especially Vulkan, the Lord of Salamanders, beside him.
He was basically twice Kasjia's size. Even when sitting, Kasjia could feel a mountain-like shadow being cast upon him.
Kasjia kind of wanted to sit at the kids' table.
The banquet proceeded very pleasantly.
But for some reason, the master of the Second Legion never appeared.
Perhaps because of the Second Legion master's absence, the Emperor did not seem to talk much about the arrangements for the Warmaster, but only asked the Primarchs who already had expeditionary fleets about the progress of the Great Crusade.
Perhaps, compared to a banquet, The Great Crusade Performance Review was a more suitable name for this gathering.
"Well done."
"Horus, you and your legion have never disappointed me."
Although his face could not be seen clearly, the approval in his voice, which carried a slight holy echo, was obvious.
"Father, as the first-found son, it is my duty."
Horus looked very pleased.
As for the other few who had already been engaged in the crusade, the Space Wolves, the Iron Hands, the Salamanders, and the Imperial Fists, the Emperor gave high praise to their actions respectively.
The overall tone of the banquet was mainly celebratory.
After all, the few Primarchs who had returned so far were all more reassuring than the last.
There were no signs of intermittent madness, decimation, exclamations of "GOD!", playing Pokémon, or other mysterious behaviors.
Thinking of the many extraordinary Primarchs yet to come, Kasjia gradually began to understand Old Man Gold.
Being a father to this bunch of extraordinary individuals must be quite difficult.
Kasjia kept his head down, savoring the new delicacies that the mortal servants kept bringing.
So good.
The Great Crusade performance review was over.
Apart from the Third Legion Emperor's Children and the Thirteenth Legion Ultramarines, who were about to join the crusade, and the absent Second Legion, all other legions had passed smoothly.
The performance standards were not particularly strict.
Unless one was like Lorgar, slacking off for the sake of preaching... otherwise, the Emperor would not ask too many questions.
"What a pity. The Emperor's Children, one of the Emperor's most outstanding scions, are unable to win you the honor you deserve for various reasons."
Seeing that her many brothers and sisters had all received the praise they deserved, Fulgrim was a little anxious.
She had thought that her achievements on Chemos were enough to be praised.
But it seemed that with the progress of the Great Crusade, and the return of Rogal Dorn and Guilliman, who had experience in governing pocket stellar empires...
...her achievements were gradually becoming less impressive.
But the Third Legion's forces were already depleted, and were not in the same league as the Imperial Fists and Ultramarines, who had tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of members.
"I understand your anxiety, but the Emperor's Children are at a very critical period of military consolidation. It is not advisable to rush into battle."
"If this batch of veterans dies on the battlefield, then future new recruits will not be able to gain enough combat experience before being officially deployed, and the training difficulty will increase exponentially."
"Sister Fulgrim, your hasty conclusion on this matter shows your lack of experience."
"If you need experience in governing a vast stellar empire like the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, I am always willing to share."
His expression was very sincere, but his words were not very pleasant.
But it seemed Guilliman didn't realize this.
"I understand. My brothers and sisters were limited by their origins on their homeworlds, so their childhood education and vision were not as broad as mine."
"On this point, I will help my brothers and sisters grow and progress together."
"My adoptive father, Konor, once warned me that the most important thing in war is logistics. For a crusade that spans the galaxy, the Emperor's Children's Space Marine force is currently less than a thousand strong. We must first consider the personnel of the army..."
We must farm!
Farm hard until we have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Space Marines, and then lead the charge (in both senses) to A-move!
Sigh.
Guilliman, just shut up.
Kasjia silently continued to stuff the delicious meat into his mouth.
He was beginning to understand why no one really liked Guilliman at the Primarch gatherings.
Origin, childhood education, adoptive father Konor...
...all were major landmines.
"Roboute, your proposal is very instructive for Fulgrim's army."
"But with all due respect, your combat thinking and even your military discipline are too rigid and inflexible."
"Your soldiers will only follow established methods, and they lack the ability to adapt to the situation in actual combat."
His words were indeed correct.
But the person who said this was Rogal Dorn.
A Primarch who could be even more unpleasant than Guilliman.
And if Rogal Dorn said you were inflexible, then there was probably a real problem.
"Brother, your advice does have some merit. But as I said before, having a good logistics management plan is the best way to avoid crises."
"The situation in actual combat is treacherous. Local improvisation may not necessarily be beneficial to the overall development of the battle. All of this depends on..."
This was bad.
Several of the most unpleasant mouths in the entire universe were all gathered here.
But who cared? It had nothing to do with a small First Lord Commander of a legion like him.
Kasjia continued to eat.
As for Leman Russ...
...he was still eating too.
"Alright, everyone."
"At this banquet, I also have another piece of good news to share with you."
The Emperor clapped his hands lightly, stopping the Primarchs' argument.
"Not long ago, our expeditionary fleet discovered a planet called Baal."
"On this planet, we found the Primarch of the Ninth Legion."
"A beautiful angel, Sanguinius."
"She will be returning to the Imperium soon."
With a gesture from Valdor beside him, several mortal servants brought in a tapestry inlaid with countless brilliant gems, as well as various exquisitely made statues and small crafts.
"This is her gift to us."
As the food was cleared away (Russ still looked a little unsatisfied), the servants placed these exquisite gem artworks on the table in front of everyone.
To this, everyone was generous with their praise.
Except, of course, for Ferris Manus.
"...Seriously, this unnecessary emotional investment in so-called aesthetics is just a weakness of human nature that must be overcome."
"Haha. Ferris, has anyone ever told you that you like to glare at everything with your eyes?"
"You're just like a giant Gorgon."
Ferris was a very difficult Primarch to get along with.
She was stubborn and had a bad temper.
There were not many people in this world who would dare to call her a Gorgon directly.
But fortunately, Fulgrim was one of them.
"A Gorgon?"
Ferris chuckled lightly, then looked past everyone to Vulkan, the Lord of Salamanders, beside Kasjia.
"Vulkan, here, let's switch seats."
"Huh?"
The honest and simple Lord of Salamanders, who only knew how to forge little artifacts, naturally did not understand the subtle rivalry between these two sisters.
"Alright."
The Lord of Salamanders stood up and left his huge seat, which could accommodate his five-meter-tall body.
However, the next second, Ferris easily filled the seat, which was much larger than Kasjia, to the brim.
"A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kasjia."
"I am very happy that you have accepted my invitation and are willing to come to our Iron Hands legion soon."
"I believe that here, you will gain far more than in the Third Legion, by Fulgrim's side."
As she spoke, she even glanced confidently at Fulgrim.
Was it a provocation? Or a joke.
Kasjia wasn't sure.
He only knew that he was caught in the crossfire of two female Primarchs.
It was like thorns in his back.
It was like sitting on pins and needles.
Kasjia could feel the gazes of the two giant female Primarchs on both sides, all focused on him alone.
Where's the Emperor?
Where's the Emperor?
Stop being a social introvert and save me!
But it seemed that the big golden guy remained unmoved.
Since things had come to this, let's eat fir—
Wait, where's the food?
The food has been cleared away?
Tomboy-type muscular giantess Big Sister Fei.
Bliss.
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