I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 316 Family Gathering: Loving Father and Filial Son

Tapping.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps of iron boots stepping on the stone floor.

The figure of Robouti Guilliman hurried into the Emperor's chambers.

He grabbed the imperial guards who were passing by while cleaning the battlefield.

"Where is he?" he asked anxiously.

The guard of the Imperial Guard pointed to the location of the restaurant.

Guilliman hurried to the dining room.

The imperial guards on duty at the door were about to stop them when a clear male voice came from the restaurant.

"Let him in."

The Custodian guards removed their power halberds.

Guilliman pushed open the golden door, walked into the restaurant, and was stunned.

The table was filled with wine and food, and there were people sitting around it, including a few people that Guilliman had not expected to see.

Angron, Mortarion, Magnus, and Perturabo, the four traitorous Primarchs, were also sitting at the dining table.

On the opposite side are the loyal Primarchs, Lion El'Jonson, Leman Russ, Jaghatai Khan, and Vulkan.

For a moment, Guilliman seemed to have returned to the era of the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago, when he and his brothers sat at the dining table with the Emperor, discussing and directing the country.

The four traitorous Primarchs who had already transformed into demons somehow turned back into their original human form. They lowered their heads, and sat uncomfortably at the dining table, looking as if they had done something wrong.

The loyal Primarch on the opposite side was absent-minded, with a dazed and confused expression, as if confused about what was happening.

The Primarchs took off their power armor and wore simple cloth, just like ordinary people.

Guilliman saw and thought a lot in an instant, and finally his eyes passed over many Primarchs and fell on the man in golden armor on the main seat.

The other party had changed so much, and Guilliman was stunned by his unfamiliar face.

Shaking his wine glass, crossing his legs, supporting his face with one hand, he looked like he was thinking lazily, a posture that Guilliman had never seen before.

The man's unfamiliar face and temperament made Guilliman doubt for a moment.

[Is he really my father? ]

No wonder Guilliman thought so.

The Emperor has changed so much.

Very different from the person the Primarchs remembered.

In fact, the other Primarchs were also full of doubts about the man in front of them.

It is impossible to confirm whether this person is their father.

The great and selfless Emperor of mankind.

"Here you are, Old Thirteen. You have worked hard. Take a seat."

The Emperor waved his hand.

The Armor of Destiny on Guilliman suddenly disappeared, and his clothes were changed into casual and loose home clothes.

Guilliman felt his whole body lighten. The pain and weakness that had plagued him for years suddenly disappeared, and his whole body was filled with strength.

It was as if I had instantly returned to the heyday of the past.

He was surprised to find that the injuries he suffered from Fulgrim's use of the Blade of the Unholy God had completely healed.

Originally, he needed to rely on the Armor of Destiny made by the great sage Cawl to maintain his life, and he could not take it off easily, otherwise his old injuries would relapse.

But now the emperor healed his wounds with just a wave of his hand.

[He has become even stronger...]

Guilliman sat down beside his brother in silence, not daring to say anything more.

He didn't know what was going on.

Why did the Emperor suddenly resurrect and become so strange and so powerful?

"Everyone is here..."

The emperor sat up straight, put down his wine glass, sighed and said.

The original questions all sat up straight, as obediently as primary school students listening to a lecture from their teacher.

There was no other reason, it was just that the man in front of them indeed exuded the majestic and powerful aura of their familiar old father.

And he has the powerful ability to subdue them with just a glance.

They don't want to experience that feeling of being out of control.

The Emperor's eyes slowly swept over the Primarchs.

He said sadly: "My children, I have wronged you over the years."

Guilliman's mouth dropped open.

He was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

What did he hear?

Emperor, did their stubborn and unkind old father actually apologize to them in person?

Is the sun coming out in the west?

Guilliman looked at his other brothers in disbelief, and the other Primarchs also looked at Guilliman in surprise, and everyone looked at each other.

The Emperor spoke with unprecedented tenderness and affection:

"Children, it's all your fault. I've caused you so much suffering over the years!"

"Angron, I was wrong as a father. I shouldn't have ignored your feelings. You were bewitched by the evil god out of necessity. I know you are a kind and righteous child who dares to resist injustice, but you were taken advantage of by the bad guys..."

"Mortarion, I know that you did not choose to flee into Chaos, but only to save the children of your Legion. From the beginning, you only wanted to save your people."

"Magnus, although your arrogance and impulsiveness have caused great disasters to the empire, I know that your original intention is good. And you have been trying to make up for your mistakes in the past..."

"You are all good children in essence. Although you have committed sins, it was all because of the evil god's deception and coercion that your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people. It was not your intention."

"If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of his father. It is your fault, and your father also bears a great responsibility."

By the time the Emperor had finished speaking, several of the traitorous Primarchs had already burst into tears and were sobbing.

All the grievances in my heart and my iron will turned into tears of understanding.

After speaking of the traitorous Primarch, the Emperor turned his attention to several loyal Primarchs.

"Leon, you don't need to blame yourself for what happened in the First Legion. I have seen everything you and your legion have done for the empire. You are great."

"Ruth, I'm sorry that I made you do so many unhappy things back then... You and your wolf boys are great. You are my pride!"

"Khan, I have ignored your feelings for so many years. Don't worry, I will make it up to you in the future!"

"Vokan, I failed to take good care of you and caused you to suffer so much. I will not let you suffer so much pressure from now on."

"Guilliman, my dear son, your unwavering loyalty to the Empire makes your father proud. Don't worry, your father will communicate with you in detail next time and will not ignore your opinions and feelings..."

In fact, the Primarchs didn't hear much of what the Emperor said.

Faced with the emperor's unprecedented humility, everyone was in a trance.

Including Guilliman, he felt like he was still dreaming.

At this time, the emperor's words brought them back to reality.

"Considering that I have owed you all this time, I now give you a chance to choose your own destiny."

The Emperor said seriously, with magic in his voice, which instantly made the Primarchs sober up and focus their attention on him.

"One is to abandon your identity as a Primarch, and live the life you want as an ordinary person."

"The second is to retain the identity of the Primarch, continue to serve the Empire, and fight for the future of mankind."

"Whether to retire or continue working is your choice."

"I will also respect and satisfy your choice."

The restaurant fell silent.

The Primarchs remained silent, with complicated expressions and fierce ideological struggles going on in their hearts.

The sudden change of the emperor and the major life choices suddenly placed before them made these heroes who had experienced countless storms confused.

How did it suddenly come to this?

Retire soon?

Things were moving so fast that they were unable to react.