Magnus's face was glowing.
The gloom and displeasure that had covered his face were instantly swept away, leaving only a bright and cheerful smile.
"I understand."
"Thank you, Kasjia."
"I understand everything."
He smiled and patted Kasjia's shoulder, and gave him a sincere bow.
Sigh!
No wonder Kasjia, who has psionic talent, had emphasized so many times to be careful in controlling his communication with Warp creatures.
So he was using innuendo to remind me to remember to package the act of summoning Warp creatures to a certain extent.
Just like when a pious person summons a Warp creature through their faith, everyone will praise the greatness of the god and the piety of the person.
And if he were to summon it directly with psionics, that would be a damned sorcerer, an act that completely disregards the Imperial Truth!
We must strike hard!
So, that's the difference!
The clear-eyed but foolish Magnus gradually began to understand the subtleties of human relationships.
Package yourself, Magnus.
You have to learn how to package yourself!
Don't be like a fool, constantly refuting Kasjia's advice!
"Wait, what did you understand?"
Kasjia asked with a puzzled face.
No, I don't even understand. What did you understand?
"I understood the principle you wanted me to understand, my friend."
But in the face of this question, Magnus just smiled and said no more.
He even, from time to time, showed a lewd smile of "I know what you mean."
Damn you, little pony!
Kasjia had a bad feeling.
Although he couldn't say for sure, he always felt that Magnus seemed to be exuding his world-shaking wisdom.
Is this red-skinned Ogryn thinking about something he shouldn't be thinking about again?
"One moment. It's a psychic communication from Terra."
"I see."
After a period of waiting, Magnus stood up and said to Kasjia, "It is the Emperor's will."
"We have recently discovered the return of another Primarch. The Emperor hopes that those of us Primarchs who are not currently on a mission in the Great Crusade will go to welcome him."
A newly returned Primarch?
Kasjia's interest was piqued after hearing this.
"Did the Emperor mention the name of the returned Primarch's homeworld?"
"Colchis."
!
Colchis!
It's Lorgar! He's about to return!
From the depths of Kasjia's heart, a desire that had been suppressed for a long time was about to be released on Colchis.
It wasn't directed at Lorgar, that bald-headed mystic.
But at his First Chaplain—Erebus!
You little bastard!
I've got you now!
"Unfortunately... I'm a little tied up at the moment."
Magnus, this top-tier shut-in, naturally did not like to spend time traveling in the galaxy.
Especially after he had just learned that Kasjia and his men had summoned a Warp creature to descend through the power of faith.
And, the manifestation of the Centaur spirit was not from the psionic release of a psyker.
But a summoning ritual completed by countless non-psyker mortals.
Imagine, how many unsolved mysteries were waiting for Magnus and the Thousand Sons to explore?
The research on the relationship between human non-psyker faith and psionics should be put on the top of all research topics on Prospero immediately!
A new edifice in the study of psionics had just been discovered!
For a scholar of Magnus's level, there were too many things to study.
At such a critical moment, he was being asked to be a welcoming lady for a newly returned Primarch... Magnus was naturally a million times unwilling.
"In that case, why not let our 28th Expeditionary Fleet lead the Third Legion to go?"
Kasjia rubbed his hands excitedly.
Wow, there's a mobile boltgun target to play with.
"Friend, that's a good idea."
The Third Legion, as the public face of the Space Marines, it was one of their duties to act as the honor guard for the return of a Primarch.
It couldn't be better to have Fulgrim and Kasjia go.
Several days later.
In front of the landing pad of the capital city, Tizca. The boarding gate of the Emperor's Children's landing gunship.
Today was the day Fulgrim and Kasjia would lead their 28th Expeditionary Fleet away.
After a series of resupplies and transactions, the 28th Expeditionary Fleet was about to leave this planet full of magic and sorcery and head to the homeworld of another Primarch.
Colchis.
The homeworld of the Word Bearers' Primarch, Lorgar.
And it wasn't just them who were heading to Colchis. Before sending off Fulgrim and Kasjia, Magnus had also received an astropathic communication from Primarch Horus's fleet.
If there were no extra Warp fluctuations, it was very likely that they could complete the integration of the fleet and go with them.
"Friend, I will always remember your contribution to the Fifteenth Legion."
"This favor, which has not yet been repaid, I will always remember."
Magnus's face was filled with gratitude.
And it seemed his hair and eyes had also, with his sadness, quickly changed to a translucent, crystal-like blue, looking particularly eye-catching.
Magic Pony, it's very reasonable to have some special effects.
But for Magnus's words, Kasjia was a little reluctant.
Saying you remember the favor...
In the future, when you pierce through the Webway, as long as you don't report my name, I, Kasjia, will be content.
After another embrace, they parted with tears in their eyes.
Reluctantly.
Although Kasjia also didn't know why the other's line of thinking had undergone a 180-degree turn.
He didn't know if Magnus had been stabbed by the Wolf King with a spear, or if his intelligence had reoccupied the high ground.
But since the other had ultimately chosen to accept Kasjia's advice and would from now on reduce the use of forbidden magic...
...perhaps it would be a good thing?
After all, without forbidden magic to sacrifice a large number of mortal psykers, Magnus would not have been able to pierce through the Webway.
It should develop in a good direction, right?
Kasjia comforted himself in his heart.
In these last few days, Kasjia had chosen...
First, although he was reluctant to admit it, it seemed that a physical entity symbolizing the Sagittarius golden ring had already existed in the Warp.
Kasjia: "..."
How did you guys manage to worship such an evil thing out of existence?!
At this moment, he seemed to understand why the Tau, who had seen the entity of the Greater Good in the fourth expansion, had from then on wiped out the Gue'vesa (human auxiliaries).
What is this thing?
So scary!!!
Kasjia felt as if he was in a state of being a frightened bird.
But since the rice was already cooked... for now, it seemed this centaur was still acting under the name of a guardian of humanity.
It even had a good effect in driving away some evil Warp creatures.
Therefore, to prevent Prospero from turning into a complete den of demons in the future, Kasjia had arranged for some of the performers to stay on Prospero from now on to perform The Sagittarius Golden Ring.
What if Magnus had a relapse in the future and was seduced by the little blue bird in his dream? This thing could at least have a certain suppressive effect.
Like the cathedral on top of an Emperor-class Titan.
Exorcism!
But although doing so could, to a certain extent, prevent little pony from playing too out of line...
...but it was very likely that in the future, the centaur spirit that could defeat evil would become an object of faith for more and more people, thus surpassing the original Ecclesiarchy!
Replacing the status of the Ecclesiarchy!
That kind of thing...
That kind of thing, no!!!
If in the 40K era, all the people of humanity were shouting For the Sagittarius Golden Ring! as they charged at the enemy...
...and the blessing for the dead became May your soul return to the golden ring...
...and the madwomen of the Sisters of Battle all became the Horus of the Emperor, shouting Thirty years, Sagittarius golden ring...
Unacceptable!!!
Lorgar! Lorgar!
You must establish the Ecclesiarchy!
You must do it!!!
Kasjia held an incomparably earnest expectation in his heart for this Primarch he was about to meet.
He must assist Lorgar in returning to the right path, and first get the Ecclesiarchy in shape!
Otherwise, if the Sagittarius cult were to develop in the future and replace the Ecclesiarchy...
Kasjia: Maybe I should just choose to be killed by Fulgrim with one strike.
"Your charm is really amazing."
"My brother became your loyal friend after seeing you for only a few days, and was even so sad to see you go that his hair changed color."
On the Firebird gunship.
Seeing Kasjia fall silent, Fulgrim pouted and said, sitting beside him.
Her tone seemed to carry a hint of sourness.
She didn't know if she was unhappy because Kasjia had stolen her thunder, or because Kasjia was too popular.
Fulgrim was a little conflicted.
On the one hand, her promotion of The Sagittarius Golden Ring throughout the Imperium was naturally to make Kasjia as popular as her in the Imperium.
But on the other hand, when Kasjia was too popular, she would also feel a very deep sense of unease.
It wasn't good to be too popular.
Fulgrim thought of the teasing from Ferris about her and Kasjia a while ago.
The Iron Hands seemed to like Kasjia very much. If it weren't for her relationship with Fulgrim, the other would probably have been willing to let him stay in the Iron Hands forever.
And not long ago, Magnus had been inviting Kasjia to stay on Prospero for a few more days, and even to stay on Prospero to study sorcery.
Why is every Primarch now taken with Kasjia!
Fulgrim was a little anxious.
This won't do!
Fortunately, most of the Primarchs were brothers, and there were very few sisters.
Apart from her and Ferris of the Tenth Legion, there was only the Primarch of the Ninth Legion, who was currently studying in Horus's fleet.
Sanguinius.
Wait, are they about to rendezvous with Horus's fleet soon?
"What's wrong, Fulgrim?"
Kasjia was a little embarrassed.
The other was currently staring at Kasjia with her translucent, amethyst-like eyes, and was not saying a word.
This made him feel a great deal of pressure.
Could it be that he had done something to make her unhappy before?
That's not right!
He had been with Magnus and the other Thousand Sons the whole time.
And the Thousand Sons were all men, right?
"It's nothing."
Fulgrim turned her head, and her fragrant, silver-white hair fell in front of Kasjia with her movement.
Looking at the hololithic screen on the other side, she said slowly.
"We will be meeting Horus's fleet soon."
"And I remember that the Primarch of the Ninth Legion, Sanguinius, is also among them."
"I heard that she is stunningly beautiful, and even many who have seen her say that Sanguinius is even more beautiful than the Phoenix of the Imperium, Fulgrim."
"I want to know, what do you think, Kasjia?"
Some gossips even claimed that Sanguinius looked even more beautiful and had more aesthetic appeal than Fulgrim.
She had dropped to number two in the beauty rankings of the universe.
And for this statement, Fulgrim was also a little unconfident.
A death question.
Kasjia closed his eyes in despair.
How to answer?
You are much more beautiful. How can the Angel compare to you?
Wait!
He remembered he had said that last time, and then he had been severely sanctioned by Fulgrim on the grounds of "you haven't even seen her, how can you say she's not as good as me."
Kasjia recalled the wrong example from last time.
Or... seek outside help?
Where are the Emperor's Children?
Where are my Emperor's Children subordinates?
Commander Vespasian at the side closed his eyes and lay quietly on his backrest.
Pretending to be asleep.
You can never wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
And looking at the other commander, Eidolon, on the other side.
She quickly turned her head to the other side and looked at the scenery outside the gunship.
And Commander Abdemon?
He seemed to be in charge of the fleet on the flagship Pride of the Emperor.
"I..."
"...I don't know," Kasjia said.
"Are they gone?"
"My lord, they are gone. Their fleet has completed the Warp jump at a nearby Mandeville Point."
"The 28th Expeditionary Fleet is gone..."
Seeing that the wine-red Gloriana-class battleship had disappeared from everyone's sight, Ahriman tiptoed up to Magnus and said.
"My lord, are we really going to restrict our research on psionics as Kasjia said..."
"Of course. I promised him."
"But! My lord, he is just an ordinary Space Marine. His research on psionics simply cannot be compared to ours!"
"Why should we listen to the words of an outsider like him, and not believe the conclusions we have obtained through countless attempts and experiments!?"
This is clearly not reasonable!
"Relax, Ahriman."
"I did indeed promise him that I would not directly study Warp creatures."
In that case, what would our Primarch Magnus choose?
Is there even a need to ask?
Of course, he would choose to continue to study psionics!!
Magnus had not even thought about this question for more than a millisecond.
If he were to be afraid of danger and give up on his in-depth research of psionics, then could he still be called Magnus?
As for how to study it, hadn't Kasjia already put the standard answer in front of them!
"But that doesn't mean I won't, like him, use the way of human faith to change the direction of my research."
As he spoke, he smiled and turned back, and walked towards his meditation room.
"Let's go. Let us go and try to find some symbolized individuals that have once appeared in fairytales or legends."
Finally, in the vast and boundless Warp, he successfully found the sprite he was looking for.
The faint blue light it emitted made him unable to help but be attracted to it.
Faced with the creation before him, he let out a series of gasps.
"Wow! There's even an Imperial Aquila!"
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