A library.
The originally magnificent and huge pyramid-shaped building seemed a bit narrow and cramped upon entering.
The luminous stones on the ceiling emitted a faint blue light. Magnus led them continuously forward, and they climbed step by step along the spiraling staircase.
The originally bustling crowd became thinner and thinner as the floors went up.
Until this last floor, the top of the pyramid, the precious private collection of the Primarch Magnus.
"After witnessing the marvelous and great power of the Great Ocean, I have combined everything I have browsed with my own eyes with the materials collected by the legion from all over the world."
"And have written these collections on the Warp and psionics."
Here, only those of his sons whom Magnus trusted most could enter.
"Amal, I, the Crimson King Magnus, once again thank you for your hard work."
"Crimson King, I was just—"
"Ah, no need to be modest. If it weren't for your help and recommendation, we would all be entangled and affected by the flesh-change curse, and would not be able to be free."
"You can read all the books here. By the way, please be careful."
"If you damage these books, I will have a headache."
"Also, if you are inspired by anything, I also welcome you to come and communicate with me."
Magnus would naturally not be stingy with the rewards for his sons.
And on the other hand, his rewards were also unique.
He wouldn't be like a certain big golden guy, who would make everything big and golden and then give it to the other party.
(Like the armor of Rogal Dorn and Sanguinius.)
Knowledge was the best reward for every Thousand Son.
"Thank you, my lord. This is really..."
Amal swallowed. "This is really too precious... too precious. Brother Kasjia and Lady Fulgrim, please excuse me for a moment—"
With an undisguised pace, Amal plunged headfirst into the full cabinet of books.
"Haha, that's just how Amal is. Full of a thirst for knowledge," Magnus said with a laugh. "In our Thousand Sons, there are people like that everywhere."
"Now, it's time to talk about business."
Fulgrim stepped forward.
First was the transaction of the library collections of the Emperor's Children's expeditionary fleet.
The large amount of book knowledge and xenos technology obtained from the world of Byzas and the Eldar Corsairs before could all be traded on Prospero for the various resources needed for the crusade.
When it came to recycling old books, Magnus was a professional.
Another key point was to provide psionic Librarian support for their 28th Expeditionary Fleet.
Considering the previous encounter on Byzas, it was very likely that the interference of the Chaos Gods this time would be earlier and more dangerous.
To ensure that the tragedy of the Third Legion would not be repeated, Kasjia had decided to, apart from the Eldar Corsair mercenaries, also have a team of Thousand Sons Librarians as advisors for the 28th Expeditionary Fleet as a double insurance.
Actually, he had originally wanted to integrate the Librarius within the Emperor's Children.
But perhaps because of Fulgrim's pursuit of perfection, and the fact that psionic awakening was always a "mutant" situation for humans...
(Actually, Astartes are also mutants.)
...so much so that apart from Kasjia, all the candidates with psionic talent in the Third Legion could not get close to the gene-seed of the Third Legion, and thus naturally could not hold the position of a legion Librarian.
"Alright, since all of this has been decided..."
"...can I have a chat with my brother-in-law, Brother Kasjia, about his psionic flame?"
Magnus showed an embarrassed smile and rubbed his hands.
Of course, Magnus did not object to Fulgrim saying that all of this was business.
But relatively speaking, some business was more business than other business.
"Brother Kasjia, can you show me first that flame that can heal everything?"
"Uh, by the way, please stay a little further away from my library. Thank you."
Looking at the other's expectant look, Kasjia felt a little bit of pity.
It felt like he was teasing a fool.
There was a sense of guilt.
He stood in an open area, a good distance from the library, and with a condensation of his right hand, a golden-red, almost solid flame burned continuously on his right arm.
"Oh!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
"Marvelous, strange!"
"A great masterpiece!"
Magnus, like a classical music conductor, was gesticulating with passion.
"This flame, I have seen it before, in a book! No, in the Warp!"
"Familiar! So familiar! Is this flame the fire of the Warp?"
"Those creatures are usually afraid of it. Yes, very afraid of this flame, just as the creatures in our real life are afraid of fire!"
He was in high spirits, and his words were a little broken because of his excessive excitement.
He paced back and forth in front of the library table at the top of the pyramid.
"I remember now!"
"It has appeared before! It appeared in the El—"
Uh...
Hiss.
He tactfully shut his mouth.
"Hahaha, I mean, the usual psionic flames can't compare to it!"
"Haha, of course," Kasjia also said with a laugh.
Even Magnus, who was evaluated by Konrad Curze as having absolutely no social common sense, knew what to say and what not to say at this time.
That's right, Konrad Curze.
He had evaluated Magnus as—having no social common sense.
Just like being criticized by Rogal Dorn for having no sense of humor, Magnus was really a bit too lacking in this area.
But even if he lacked common sense, he still knew what to say and what not to say at this time.
"In that case, then let's begin the treatment."
Prospero.
The capital, Tizca. Biological laboratory, dangerous creature containment area.
"Father..."
It was a meatball that was almost inhuman.
After being sealed in a stasis field for a long time and then released again, the several eyes on its head seemed to be blinking at this moment, and the mouthparts on its left and right tentacles were still softly calling Magnus's name.
"My son... you have suffered."
"But believe me, you will soon be restored to your original form!"
Magnus nodded at the other.
"Friend, let's begin."
"Alright."
Kasjia's expression was grave as he activated the psionic flame on his right hand.
In front of him, this Thousand Son who had suffered from the flesh-change was like a... Chaos Spawn.
There really wasn't much difference from a Chaos Spawn.
"There might be some pain from the burning and reshaping. Please endure it."
WHOOSH!
"Ah—"
The moment the flame in Kasjia's hand touched the other party, a very sharp cry came from the mass of flesh.
"Like a melted ice cream, the mass of flesh quickly melted and collapsed."
"Hold on!"
Kasjia shouted sternly, and the burning of the flame in his hand grew stronger.
"It's really... taking shape!"
Just as the flesh and blood had melted, in the place where the flesh and blood had originally existed, with the burning of the flame, the tall figure of an Astartes gradually appeared.
It was a success.
Even though the flesh-change had reached a point where a human appearance was completely unrecognizable, Kasjia could still bring him back from the dead and reshape his body.
"You did it!"
"Kasjia! The savior of our Thousand Sons! You really did it!"
Like a child, Magnus clapped his hands and cheered for Kasjia's masterpiece.
And the former mass of flesh, now an Astartes sitting in front of everyone, his expression was full of disbelief.
"Father! I'm alive? What on earth is—"
"My child, yes! You're back!"
"Welcome back to the Thousand Sons!"
They embraced excitedly.
After expressing his endless gratitude to Kasjia, he wrapped himself in a loincloth and ran out excitedly.
I hope he won't be mistaken for a pervert and sent back.
Melusine, at the side, thought to herself.
She was also moved by this miracle of re-creation.
If curing her of the Blight was still within the scope of medicine...
...this direct bringing the dead back to life was simply...
...exciting.
I want to study Kasjia.
Thoroughly.
For her, Melusine, there was nothing that could not be studied.
However, since he was her benefactor, she would just use a slightly more peaceful method.
"Next."
"And the next."
"Wow! What is this! It scared me to death!"
"...Next."
"Are you alright, friend?"
"You seem to be very tired. Do you need to rest for a moment?"
"I'm fine. Let's just finish this quickly."
After undergoing the high-intensity flame reshaping, even Kasjia, who had just awakened again, still felt a little weak and dizzy.
This was a phenomenon of weakness caused by the large-scale use of psionic power in a short period of time.
To repair someone like Amal, whose skin had only become slightly abnormal, was still very simple.
But to repair a guy with severe flesh-change back to a human form was indeed an extremely difficult matter.
"It's almost over. Just one more to go."
The smile on Magnus's face had never disappeared.
The gloom that had been hanging over him since the flesh-change had been swept away today.
"Friend, I really don't know how to thank you."
"How about this, friend? You can make any request, and I will do my best to satisfy you."
"Is that so? Then, Magnus."
Kasjia sighed.
"I hope you can temporarily slow down your research on the Warp, can you?"
"Slow down the research on the Warp?"
"No! No!"
Magnus anxiously refuted his proposal.
Anything else was fine.
But this one was not!
"My friend, Kasjia, you see, you were able to overcome an otherwise insurmountable disease precisely because of the power of psionics."
"How can we stop eating for fear of choking, and stop moving forward because we are afraid of new things?"
Magnus's thoughts at this time were very easy to understand.
Because his displeasure was almost written on his face.
He would never listen to Kasjia's words.
Why do you talk just like the Emperor!
He himself uses psionics so happily and effectively, but when it comes to him, Magnus, he always reminds him not to study psionics, not to do this and that!
So much dad-energy!
"Sigh."
Kasjia sighed deeply.
This guy was already completely immersed in his own world.
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