Chapter 36: Uncovering the Mystery and Correcting the Name

Under the dome of the Silver Chapel, Calvin slowly stood up from the ground after finishing his salute.

He turned around and looked at the people who were still kneeling at the foot of the steps, looking a little confused. The oath has been recited, why don't they get up?

The Supreme Master Walden looked at the huge body next to him, which was more than 3 meters tall when wearing armor. His height, which was already outstanding among his comrades, would only reach Calvin's chest.

Now Calvin is still a child, and his height will continue to grow. Like his future, it was much more than that.

Walden's eyes were fixed on Calvin, as if he was looking through his body and seeing those children of the Emperor who led the entire great journey under the leadership of the Emperor himself in the era when the Empire was at its peak, those who truly walked the world. of demigods.

As Calvin stood up, Walden also woke up from his memories. He said to Calvin in front of everyone:

"I think everything you see before you should make you realize something, but I still need to explain to you personally about your significance to the battle group."

Calvin was also thinking while listening to Walden's words.

He did sense a strange flavor in such a ceremony that should not belong to a new recruit.

But by this time, he certainly had enough patience to wait for the mystery to be revealed.

He lowered his head to show humility to his mentor and said: "Your will is my destiny."

Walden looked at Calvin and said to Calvin:

"It has been eight thousand years since we were ordered by the Emperor to establish the army here in the 31st millennium. However, despite the supply of troops from the entire galaxy, the Chapter has never been full of soldiers. Do you know why?"

Calvin was a little confused. His thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he recalled his personal experience:

Is it reconstructive surgery? No, other chapters don't have the quality of soldiers as luxurious as the Gray Knights, but they don't have problems either.

Then the question can only be about the last "Holy Blood Trial." So he tried to answer: "How difficult is the Holy Blood Trial?"

Walden nodded affirmatively: "Yes or no, this repeated trial that lasted for eight thousand years should not have existed. From beginning to end, this trial was actually just to find one, what we People who are waiting.”

Calvin looked at the Supreme Master in front of him, waiting for his explanation. Walden didn't keep him waiting. He continued:

“In the original conception of the Emperor and the Imperial Chancellor, the Custodes were the future direction of mankind.

It is planned that with the end of the Crusade and the completion of the Webway, the Custodes template will be promoted to all subjects of the Empire.

However, due to the conspiracy of the evil god, the failure of the Great Crusade made the Emperor aware of the failure of attempts in this direction.

The threat from the Warp was far greater than the Emperor had originally imagined.

So, there are those of us who can break away from the Sisters of Silence and fight the Warp alone, the Gray Knights.

We are the Emperor's last attempt at humanity's future before he ascends the throne.

We are also the Emperor's final weapon against the Warp.

Unfortunately, the blade was never completed, and the Emperor was no longer able to see the light of day.

We are sharp enough and we are determined enough, but we still have inherent shortcomings.

Look at our brethren on Terra, the Custodes. How many years did it take for them to recover from the Webway War?

Look at us again. It has been so difficult to maintain a full army since the founding of the army!

You should be able to understand that the training standards of our Gray Knights are a bit too difficult.

This can be the training standard for an elite force. If we are just a force, then we can accept it.

But this should never be a standard for the universal development direction of mankind! The emperor's original intention is by no means limited to this!

What are we missing? Like the other Astartes, all we lack is someone to stand between the Gray Knights and the Emperor;

A person who can pass the test of the Emperor's blood head on; a person who can provide a stable source of gene seeds with psychic transformation capabilities;

And for such a person, we generally have a special name for him-the original gene. "

When speaking of the second half, Walden deliberately stared into Calvin's eyes, looked at his expression, and spoke the last four sentences almost word for word.

When the last word came out of Walden's mouth, Calvin finally understood his true significance to this Chapter.

"Primarch? Me? Calvin? A Primarch?"

Calvin struggled to connect himself to this unfamiliar concept.

What was the Primarch in his mind? Commander? politician? Or a god walking on earth?

Calvin knew he was special, he always knew it.

But being so suddenly connected to a concept that only existed in history books still caught him off guard.

But looking back on everything he has experienced since he came to this universe, Calvin takes it for granted.

Yes, without the agreement with the sun, I would not have the chance to be reborn as a human being. In agreeing to the deal He proposed, he should have thought that this life was destined to be anything but ordinary.

And if I had not had the consciousness to fight to the death for the destiny of the human race, there would not have been the sacrifices of countless Calvins in those timelines, and I would not have achieved spiritual transcendence so easily.

What did Calvin have to fear? Isn't this what he expected?

Isn't this what he and all the Calvins in all the timelines who sacrificed for him expect?

When the responsibility comes, will he retreat weakly?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Calvin took a step forward, took over Walden's words, responded to Walden's gaze seriously and said:

"If I am the final bearer of such honor and responsibility, I will be extremely honored!"

"Good!" Walden smiled with satisfaction.

He turned around and looked at the people present, and said to them loudly:

"Then cheer my comrades! Today, 39 thousand years after the Imperial Calendar, we finally don't need to worry about whether the mission can be fulfilled! We finally waited for our own Primarch! We can finally see that the already weak light of hope for mankind in this dark universe has added a key ray! Let us shout the name of our Primarch! Calvin!"

As Walden said, the officers who had already known the truth at the bottom of the steps, and the paladins who slowly understood the truth through the previous conversation, no longer suppressed their boiling emotions.

They chanted the Emperor's holy name and knelt on one knee again in the center of the auditorium.

But unlike before, this time the object of their worship was no longer the cold holy object, but their own Primarch, Galvan.

Sorry for the poor condition.