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After Casca demonstrated the power of the powerful centaur spirits to Magnus in Prospero, Magnus gradually began to study this warp creature with its unique power.
It seems that creation can be continuously generated through people's faith, eventually forming a powerful spiritual entity in the spiritual world of the highest heaven.
After a period of repeated invocations and trials—actually not many, though the entity initially opposed Magnus's claims—he finally succeeded in summoning the spirit of the Imperial Twin-Headed Eagle in the real world!
"Gah, I...I am the spirit of the Empire's two-headed eagle!"
It was truly a highly effective subspace experiment.
Magnus exclaimed.
In their subsequent interactions, he also sensed the power of this Imperial Two-Headed Eagle Spirit—not only did the other party possess powerful spiritual energy and the ability to use magic that even Magnus himself did not understand, but it could also foresee the future and point him to the right path!
The Imperial Twin-Headed Eagle Spirit is too powerful!
If his father were to see that he had created such a powerful Guardian Spirit for the Empire using the power of the warp, he would surely be delighted and praise Magnus's pioneering spirit!
Unfortunately, this matter could not be revealed to the Emperor.
The spirit of the two-headed eagle had communicated this to him, but seemed to have always wanted the Emperor and others to know of his existence.
Even now, it's the same.
Guided by the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle, his ship quickly caught up with the Imperial Pride in the warp.
According to the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle, the Human Federation to which the Sons of the Emperor are about to go possesses the knowledge that Magnus has been longing for, and he should go with them.
Of course, you must not reveal that the spirit of the Imperial Twin-Headed Eagle guided you here during your journey.
"It is the spirit of the centaur."
Magnus chuckled and said, “The great golden centaur spirit that shines in the warp guided me here to join you on the Great Crusade.”
The spirit of the centaur?
Casca was somewhat skeptical.
Do you want the Centaur Gold Ring too? Do you play this game with your foster father, Amon?
Kasga felt a bit amused by his own anger.
But in truth, he really couldn't find a good way to refuse Magnus.
Both the Thousand Sons Legion and the Imperial Sons Legion are designed with diplomacy as their primary focus.
Their psychic knowledge can indeed help negotiations proceed more smoothly.
Of course, this is just the normal situation.
Once Magnus, that idiot, appears, everything will head towards the worst possible outcome—that's Magnus's Law.
"Don't worry, brother."
“I assure you, I have come here only to this Federation, which has been isolated from the human world for countless years, to collect the knowledge that has been lost for so long.”
Magnus was sincere in his communication.
It's hard to refuse...
Especially since Kasga is not currently the War Master, but only acting as War Master.
......
"What happened, Casca?"
Finally, after waiting for what shouldn't have been a long time, Fugrim's voice rang out in the hall of the Imperial Pride.
After becoming the Imperial War Commander, she, being a perfectionist, always wanted to do everything perfectly, which caused her to forget about sleep for a long time.
Or perhaps Kassa used some means to force Fugrim to sleep and rest, and then dealt with the affairs of the Legion during this time before waiting for her to wake up.
She seemed to have slept for a long time.
Of course, it could also be because makeup takes longer.
Kasgar turned around and saw Fugrim, who looked like a goddess of beauty descending to earth, smiling as she walked towards Kasgar.
Her already magnificent power armor underwent further improvements after she was promoted to Warmaster, thanks to the combined efforts of the Primarch blacksmiths. This made the armor even more elegant and luxurious, perfectly suited to her current status as Warmaster.
Coupled with her beautiful, star-like silver-white hair, her queen-like aura made Casca momentarily stunned.
"You've arrived."
Kasgar reluctantly told Fugrim the whole story about Magnus's intention to get involved.
What do you think?
“I also find this matter a bit strange, but we have no reason to refuse him.”
"Forgrim whispered to Kasgar," he said.
It's quite plausible that the spirit of the centaur appeared and guided Magnus to follow them.
Because the Interles Federation itself is located in the constellation Centaurus.
Centaurs are looking for centaurs.
reasonable.
"Moreover, I am now the Imperial Warmaster, and I must take care of every Primarch in the Great Expeditionary Force."
As a war commander, she and her legion must become the absolute role models in the Great Expedition.
She couldn't afford to give the impression of disunity or excluding other Primarchs.
"Ok."
Seeing that Fugrim was determined, Kasgar couldn't very well object.
Although he was filled with unease, he could only believe that Magnus wouldn't cause any trouble.
"I will keep an eye on him."
......
"Haha, bro! It's been so long!!!"
After agreeing to the joint reorganization of the expeditionary fleet, Magnus quickly arrived at the Imperial Pride in a shuttle.
After he opened the large shuttle cabin door specially made for the Crimson King, two ornately decorated Thousand Sons Space Marines followed him down.
If I'm not mistaken, they are Amon and Ahriman, Magnus's right-hand men.
He bent down and excitedly hugged Casca, saying this.
Thankfully, he wasn't wearing his armor, otherwise Kasgar would have really been pierced through two holes.
"Didn't we just meet on Ulano not long ago... Crimson King?"
"Hey, that wasn't really a formal meeting back then, my friend."
The Thousand Sons Legion is now able to reach a scale of over 100,000 men, all thanks to Casca's consistent assistance.
Magnus always felt grateful to Casca for rescuing the Thousand Sons from their predicament.
On the other hand, whether Casca wants Magnus's gratitude is another matter entirely.
"And Fugrim, oh, Your Majesty the Great Warmaster, how have you been?"
"It's not good enough. The honor and power of the War General require me to be more perfect. I've tried many things, but I've never been able to achieve the effect I want."
"Maybe you're just being too hard on yourself, sister."
Magnus was still lively, with a touch of narcissism.
If he hadn't messed everything up, Casca might have actually let her guard down and become his friend.
But now? No way!
"report!"
As the Primarchs exchanged pleasantries, an urgent report came from behind Kasgar: "Our communications with the Interles Federation have been received. They are also surprised that humanity has been able to reunite into a great empire."
"After receiving the communication, the other party is willing to come to our flagship to conduct peace negotiations and discuss the diplomatic details between the Interles Federation and the Human Empire."
"Interles!"
Magnus laughed heartily upon seeing this: "A civilization that has been lost in the universe for so many years, yet still developed to such an advanced level!"
"Just think about it, brothers and sisters, how many books and knowledge are waiting for us to discover?"
"And clearly, what you need is a knowledgeable diplomatic expert—"
He confidently bowed to Fugrim and Kasgar.
......
Actually, it's not necessary.
Fugrim is an expert in negotiation and diplomacy; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reclaim so many worlds so decisively since the time of Chemos.
During the two-hundred-year Great Expedition, Casca distilled only one code of conduct for Magnus.
Doing the opposite of what he says is always the right thing to do.
The emperor's son will conduct diplomatic negotiations first, while Magnus tells him to wait in his flagship for the time being.
It wouldn't be too late to engage in deeper exchanges on combating Chaos once an agreement has been reached between the two sides and mutual trust has been established between the Human Empire and the Interles Federation.
As for now... the best approach is still to secretly hide Magnus.
If this guy gets really bored, find him some lost books from Interles to read and let him play by himself.
This was the only solution Casca had for dealing with Magnus.
"I hope this really works."
Kaska prayed helplessly in his heart.
......
The first meeting between the Human Empire and the Interles Federation was formal and cautious.
The envoys from Interles boarded the Imperial Pride, escorted by musicians and soldiers.
The Interles Federation often brings background music into the venue, which is hard for people to get used to.
Sometimes they are deafening, echoing through the sky. Other times they are just quiet whispers, emitting a faint, trembling sound that lingers in the air like a lingering melody.
The Interles Federation calls it an aria, which is their basic means of communication.
Immediately afterwards, fifty soldiers, led by officers, disembarked from the space shuttle.
Their height rivaled that of the Astartes, and they were clad entirely in gleaming silver and emerald green metallic armor, with scarlet camouflage rank insignia pinned to their chests. The armor itself was meticulously designed, as ornate and beautiful as that of an emperor's son, clinging tightly to the warriors' bodies.
But it's not as thick as the armor of Astartes.
This beautiful, delicate armor reminded Kasgar of the Eldar's equipment.
Following these slender soldiers were some more robust, heavily armored cavalry.
There were twenty of them in total.
He carried a recurve bow made of black metal on his back, and a bundle of long firewood and arrows was tied to his right leg.
As an interstellar civilization, their weapons were the most basic bows and arrows, which inevitably attracted the attention and whispers of the emperor's sons.
(To be honest, you guys who just slash each other with swords aren't much better off, are you?)
Beside the group were five slender, silver, four-legged mechanical creatures, decorated with intricate and elegant patterns, resembling ancient Terran horses, only without heads and necks.
Mechanical horse mount.
When Casca thought of the Federation above the mysterious Centaur constellation, he couldn't help but recall the mysterious golden centaur who had often saved him from trouble.
Then I recalled Magnus's words, that the spirits of the centaurs had guided them here...
Could there really be some connection between them?
......
As Federation personnel gradually arrived at Imperial Pride aboard space shuttles, one of the flagship's boarding decks was already prepared for the formal meeting.
Countless bright and beautiful imperial flags hung from the magnificent vault designed by Fugrim himself, and the entire First Company, fully armed, formed an honor guard and lined up neatly on both sides to welcome the Federation's envoys.
At the end of the neatly arranged honor guard, Fugrim and Kasgar beside her waited.
Facing the Federation envoys who were striding forward, Fugrim raised the Warmaster's cloak behind him and gave a Skyhawk salute.