Chapter 79： Primarch ready for birthday? ?

Chapter 79 Primarch preparing for birthday? ?

"My lord said that Calgar brought him a gift." Sicarius organized his vocabulary before speaking, "I want to ask, Phikles, do you know what the gift is?"

Felix shook his head with a trace of bewilderment on his resolute broad face.

"What kind of gift? I've never heard grown-ups talk about it."

Sicarius observed Phikris's expression, captured every trace of his expression, and made sure that the other party was not lying.

The two have been together for decades, and Sicarius knows Phikris very well.

Phikris is a straight person who has a hard time hiding his inner thoughts.

That is to say, this guy has no city, and basically puts his emotions on his face.

Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that even he didn't know about it.

It seems that this matter is highly confidential.

Even he and Phikris didn't know.

Sicarius realized that there was no answer, so he didn't intend to waste any more time.

Leaving Phikris with a confused look on his face, he turned and left.

When Sicarius walked away, Phikris turned to look at the members of the Glory Guard.

"You said, should we also give gifts?? Maybe the adults want someone to give him gifts? After all, he lived 10,000 years ago, I know from some books."

"When the Primarch was in the Great Crusade, his mother would still accompany him on his birthday and give him gifts. Maybe the Emperor at that time would also give him gifts."

"Now the emperor has not moved for ten thousand years, and the mother of the Primarch has long since left this world, so no one will give him a gift. Calgar will be happy to give him a gift."

Phikris, who was wearing power armor, had a serious tone and spoke seriously.

The member of the Glory Guard wearing Terminator Power Armor turned his head to look at Phikris who was speaking, and a big invisible question mark appeared on his head.

Send a Gift? ?

To the Primarch? ?

Birthday? ?

This question is really a bit beyond the outline for their big and thick brains.

Fighting greenskins, fighting chaos, killing traitors, this is very good.

Giving gifts for birthdays is a cognitive blind spot.

"Perhaps, you should ask Reddy. She is the economic advisor of the Primarch. She has been wandering between the border worlds of the Empire and the bureaucrats of the Empire all year round. She is also an ordinary mortal. She may know these things."

The Honor Guard member said.

"It makes sense." Phikris nodded, agreeing to the proposal.

Once he realized who he should go to, Phikris put the others on hold.

Go to the bar on the Glory of Macragge by yourself, and find Reddy.

The Glory of Macragge of the Queen of Glory class battleship is more than 20 kilometers long. It can be said to be a mobile space city.

There are a large number of crew members, ordinary soldiers, mechanical priests, titan knights, and servants, etc.

In addition to combat units, there are also cultural recorders, artists, composers, and state church priests.

The expedition launched by Guilliman was not only a war, but also a grand movement to reform the human empire.

The most important point of reform is to change human beings from the root of thought.

Let humans regain their previous self-confidence.

For this reason, Guilliman can only bring these artists, composers, etc., and let them replace him in every world to preach his ideas, and let the people cooperate with the imperial team to transform the world.

Public opinion is really important.

A lie told a thousand times, someone will believe it to be true.

Guilliman must ensure that the initiative of public opinion is in his own hands, and he must stand on the moral high ground, so that he can move forward and retreat freely in the face of the imperial bureaucracy.

There are also those recorders, whose role cannot be underestimated.

is responsible for recording everything and writing the complete history of the empire.

History is a useful thing.

People can learn a lot from history so that races don't fall into the same trap again.

There are so many ordinary people, so naturally they need a place to relax

During a dull journey, a simple, drinkable bar is undoubtedly the most relaxing place.

The bar was packed with people as always.

In addition to those recorders, poets, artists, and composers, the rotating crew and soldiers also gathered here, hoping to get a little time to relax.

Some people here are listening to stories, and some are watching performances. There are also some who enjoy dirty orgies in dark corners.

Everyone is chattering.

Men and women occupied every table, most of them were playing cards, and some more enthusiastic guys were giving impassioned speeches.

An Anglican priest was in a corner of the bar, preaching the deeds of the emperor to the people.

"The emperor said that there is light for my people to survive, so there is light in the dark universe."

"The emperor's might is unimaginable. He loves every human being deeply. Even though he suffered for human beings, he never gave up on this."

"The corps in Natal are really awesome. They have won the most victories so far."

"It is said that a young man named Hawke, when the whole line collapsed, charged back with the double eagle flag on his shoulders, and pulled back the defeat abruptly. It sounds awesome."

Several men and women who looked like soldiers were playing cards while talking about the news they had heard.

"The new economic model should be more in the hands of the empire, rather than the hands of each family."

"How long do you guys think it will take the Primarch to fight this battle?"

Reddy is also in the bar. Her unique wild and unruly temperament has attracted the attention of many opposite sexes.

She is one of Guilliman's many advisors.

Belongs to the field of economics, responsible for researching a set of systematic economic operation methods to help the Primarch control the economy of the empire.

"Can I invite you to dance?" A well-groomed, well-dressed man came over and asked in a gentlemanly tone.

Reddy took a sip of the wine in the wine glass, and then poured the rest of the wine on the other party's shiny and meticulous hair.

"Don't waste my time anymore, I'm not interested in idiots like you. Find a **** that likes your poor little bug."

Red wine dripped from the opponent's head, and the opponent's expression quickly changed from shock to anger, and his face flushed all of a sudden.

"You humiliated me, woman. My name is Pallhor Dorje. I am the sixth Marquis of the Dorje family. Apologize to me, otherwise you will pay the price."

Reddy spat on the ground contemptuously, "I refuse to apologize to the idiot."

"Go to hell, Bichi." The man waved his hands angrily.

But his slap failed to fall, and he was caught.

A huge black shadow enveloped him.

The quarrel here has attracted the attention of many people.

Originally, some of them were booing, but now they all kept quiet.

The two bartenders turned pale with fright and dared not speak.

Palhor Dorje turned his head to look, and found a Primaris space warrior wearing steel armor standing behind him.

It was the opponent who blocked him from attacking Reddy.

"Master Feifei Chris." The man was a little slurred because of fear.

"Bullying women is not a good skill." Phikris's voice was very low and full of oppression.

He let go of the man's slender hand, which could be torn off with a little force, and let the man retreat into the crowd.

"I need your help, Reddy," Phikles said.

"It's an honor, Phikris, thank you very much for your help." Reddy laughed.

"I'm saving him. Your body has been strengthened, and if you do it, it will hurt him. I don't think your lord wants any hurtful scandals with his economic adviser." Phikles said.

The man beside him blushed even more when he heard this.

Being rescued by a Primaris Space Marine from a woman is certainly a huge laughing stock.

Credit and Phikles ignored him, but walked out of the bar straight away.

In the corridor outside the bar.

"I've got a problem," Phikris said.

"What's the problem?" Reddy asked.

"The Primarch is getting ready for his birthday."

Reddy:? ? ? ?

(end of this chapter)