The restoration of the Han Dynasty began with the Horus Rebellion.

Chapter 85 The Ambitious Robert Guilliman

Chapter 86 The Ambitious Robert Guilliman

"I don't understand, Robert Guilliman's Second Reich? What does that even mean!"

Judging from Liu Bei's expression, this news was even more shocking to him than Sun Qian's plan to "coronate" him.

After all, even though they had only known each other for a short time, Liu Bei had experienced all of Sun Qian's wild and unconventional ideas, and he had also heard Sun Qian's outrageous theories in the realm of the mind.

But Robert Guilliman?

That is the original of the Thirteenth Legion, the Lord of Alteramar, the King of the Five Hundred Worlds, and the Emperor's loyal offspring.

With the empire still standing and the rebels seemingly defeated, for someone like him to openly establish a second empire is "a betrayal far worse and more unforgivable than Horus's, isn't it?"

Sun Qian put on a stern face and spoke in a low, serious tone.

"That's what I think too, brother. Guilliman's gone too far, trying to start some new alliance, cough cough, new empire. Wouldn't that mean all the loyalists would want to beat him up? Even Perturabo, who was originally pursuing Horus's remnants, would have to change his expeditionary objective immediately. I think that ambitious Guilliman and Horus are truly a pair of smiling tigers and two black sharks."

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"If you're trying to provoke me into showing up, you'd better use a metaphor that I can understand."

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Just then, a deep, resonant voice rang out from around the corner of the intersection ahead.

When this imposing figure appeared with heavy footsteps, Liu Bei stopped in his tracks and even subconsciously held his breath.

It was a majestic body covered in blue precision-engineered power armor; the contrast between Astartes and his size was like that of a mortal compared to a Space Marine.

You can see that he is wearing a green laurel wreath on his head, and beneath the golden short hair surrounding the wreath is a resolute and handsome face, but one that is clearly somewhat haggard.

"What do you mean by 'make you show yourself'? You think you can sneak around on my ship undetected, a three-meter-tall guy?"

Sun Qian, on the other hand, seemed completely unsurprised by the man's appearance.

That was only natural; he had just informed Noktua and Togadon to greet the guest from Macurag because he had sensed the arrival of this powerful figure.

"But I must say, the fact that you came in person, rather than just sending a representative, did surprise me somewhat."

In Sun Qian's right eye, which could see the light of the soul, he was as dazzling as a blue, powerful lighthouse.

Robert Guilliman.

Faced with Sun Qian addressing him by his first name and using a tone that was completely disrespectful and even offensive, Guilliman merely frowned slightly but did not get angry.

"Size and stealth ability are not directly related. I learned this lesson from my own brothers recently. Moreover, your security loopholes are too big. It's hard to imagine that a ship carrying 100,000 Astartes could easily find unpatroled paths and move freely."

"That's because, apart from the soldiers who stayed behind to guard important posts, all the other Astartes were summoned to the coronation ceremony to prepare for the ceremony."

Upon hearing the word "coronation," a sharp glint flashed in Guilliman's eyes, and he shifted his gaze to Liu Bei, who was standing next to Sun Qian.

"He is the one who will soon be crowned Emperor of the Second Empire..."

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"No, that's absolutely not true!"

Liu Bei, who had been stunned by information overload since seeing Guilliman, immediately and decisively denied it after hearing the keywords.

"I will not become, and have never even considered becoming, an emperor."

"That's right."

Guilliman sighed softly, his attitude toward Liu Bei noticeably more lenient than toward Sun Qian.

"If you had shown even the slightest desire for power just now, I might have killed you on the spot."

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Guilliman then turned around and waved for them to follow.

"Let's head to the venue together. I'd like to have a word with you before your coronation."

Sun Qian patted Liu Bei on the shoulder and followed behind the Ultra Warrior, which calmed Liu Bei's mind, which had been bombarded with one bombshell after another since he woke up.

In any case, Guilliman and Sun Qian do not appear to be enemies.

Liu Bei's trust in Sun Qian extended to this King of the Five Hundred Worlds.

"My brother... has he ever mentioned me to you?"

Upon hearing Guilliman's question, Liu Bei paused for a moment, then nodded, but his expression was slightly subtle.

Guilliman, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, spoke in a self-deprecating tone before Liu Bei could even reply.

"No need to say anything, I bet it's not anything nice—I'll just wait until he wakes up and hear it for myself, so I don't get scolded twice more."

Although the original's sense of humor was rather ordinary, Liu Bei could still sense that the other party wanted to liven up the atmosphere and bring the two of them closer.

As expected of the original being known for its expertise in internal affairs and negotiation, it dispelled Liu Bei's tension in just a few seconds.

This emboldened Liu Bei, who decided to directly raise his questions with Guilliman.

"Lord Guilliman I"

"You want to ask me why I established the Second Empire, why I opposed Peturabo's expeditionary force to quell the rebellion, and why I made you the emperor of the Second Empire, right?"

Guilliman accurately captured the question in Liu Bei's mind.

"That was a desperate measure when we didn't know if the Emperor was still alive. We wanted to erect a beacon to unite the people and preserve the flame of humanity. Once Terra was confirmed to be safe, we would immediately disband and return to Terra. That's what we said to the outside world. That was indeed my initial idea... but things are a little different now."

At this point, Guilliman paused slightly, his voice becoming somewhat somber.

"I met a war blacksmith who had fled to Sosa, Barabbas Danteok, a respectable and loyal steel warrior—though I don't know if the qualifier 'loyal' is still a compliment."

Liu Bei stared in disbelief at Guilliman's retreating figure, sensing the pain in the man's voice as he uttered those words.

"Dantiok was not well-liked by Perturabo, but he still managed to learn a great deal about him through his position within the Iron Warriors Legion... including his suspicious modifications to prisoners and other loyalist legions under his command, his order to conduct eleven-kill tests on planets that were once Imperial territory, and the mysteriously appearing powerful mechanical equipment within the legion—"

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Liu Bei was horrified just hearing this. Although he had been mentally prepared after hearing Sun Qian's account, the "imperial suppression regime" under Peturabo's rule seemed even darker than he had imagined.

"And the mechanical devices secretly manufactured on Peturabo's homeworld, Olympia... his so-called second starlight capable of penetrating warp storms!"

"A second starlight?"

Liu Bei's eyes widened. He had no doubt that if this succeeded, no matter how tyrannical and cruel Perturabo was, he would effectively take control of the empire's territory...

"By the way, I've also heard Danteok describe that thing. It's somewhat similar to the current Imperial Starbow in that it can also convert souls into controllable warp power... However, as far as I know, it's more like another creation than a Starbow."

At this moment, Sun Qian suddenly interrupted the conversation, saying something meaningful.

"The Soul Forge of Vashtor!"