Looking at Sablin's deliberately tense face and the unconcealable nervousness, Soshyan smiled and said:
"Ha, I heard that detecting doubts, worries, anger and other emotions from the face of Sablin from the 11th Company is like looking for traces of crustal movement on the surface of the planet. What do you think? Bahram?”
Bahram praised softly:
"Brother Sabourin has always been very calm and that's what I've always been looking for."
Soshyan looked at Sablin and pointed at Bahram.
"You see, he has always been humble to a fault."
Then he looked at Bahram, his eyes taking in every detail.
Bahram could only stand under such gaze for a few seconds, and then he had to turn his gaze elsewhere under heavy pressure.
"I know you have a lot of questions."
As Soshyan spoke, he walked to the observation window, crossed his arms, and looked out the porthole.
The flagship shook slightly, the void shield rippled by the impact of asteroid fragments.
"Bahram, do you have any personal thoughts or guesses about the power that appears in you."
Soshyan used a statement rather than a question, and Sabourin glanced at Bahram.
The look in his eyes was a little strange.
Bahram hesitated. He had an idea, but he believed that such an idea would be a stain on the honor of the Chapter.
"I...have no idea."
"Sablin, look at it. Does he also value discipline and honor in your company? He doesn't even want to ask such a question, but I dare say that he must be very eager to know the answer to this question."
Sabourin then responded.
"Deputy Captain Bahram has always taught us that discipline and honor are the armor of the soul."
Bahram looked back and forth between the two of them, feeling slightly uneasy in his heart.
Did Sabourin know some secrets early on, and he was the only one who knew nothing like a fool?
If it were in the past, he would never have had such an idea.
But now, after experiencing...
He shunned the thought, a shadow forming around his mind, and Bahram closed his eyes and shook his head, banishing the shadow and chill from his consciousness.
When he looked up again, he realized they were staring at him.
Sabourin stretched out a hand and held his shoulder.
"I just found out, brother."
he asked in a low voice, his eyes filled with thought.
Bahram rarely ignored Sablin and looked at Soshyan.
"I just want to know what we are, Chapter Master."
Soshyan was silent for a while, and then said:
"Actually, I think you should have guessed that we are not the bloodline of the Imperial Fists. Your power comes from a dead legion."
Although he was mentally prepared, Bahram's breathing still became rapid.
"We are the descendants of the Eleventh Legion, a legion that has had all its history and traces erased."
Soshyan looked out the porthole. As the battleship continued to fire, silent explosions filled the void.
Bahram turned his head slightly. His mind was filled with doubts, but he suppressed these confusions.
He had only heard of the two missing legions in the history courses for recruits, but it was just a noun without any explanation or file, but it did not cause much ripples in his mind - his initial guess was that the war legions might They are descendants of a certain renegade legion.
But for a legion that didn't even have history, he couldn't feel any sense of substance and was simply surprised.
"The process is very complicated. We have limited time, so we can only briefly say——"
Although more questions arose in Bahram's mind during Soshiyan's explanation, he ignored them.
Now that Sabourin is here, there is only one explanation for this matter. The affairs of the Eleventh Legion are probably no longer a secret in the war group - or it will not be a secret soon.
"...We will teleport to the flagship in a moment, and I will disclose everything to all battle brothers at that time."
Hearing the teleportation, Bahram frowned. There were not many things that could make him panic, but teleportation technology was one of them.
He always felt that there was something wrong with the working principle of this technology. There was no control, no precision, only luck at work.
But then he shook himself away from the thought and looked at Soshyan.
"At your command, Chapter Master, your orders are everything."
Soshyan smiled.
"I'm telling you so much because I hope you can be mentally prepared. Your burden will be heavy in the future."
With that said, Soshyan turned around and looked into the depths of the asteroid belt. Under the gray stardust there was nothing but silence and death.
The outline of a giant ship is clearly visible.
It's okay to teleport thirty or fifty people, but teleporting an entire battle group is a very complicated project. Even with Attani's help, the Astral Knights had to be teleported in three batches before they were all teleported to Thor where the teleportation beacon was placed. area, which is the hall outside the bridge.
Many soldiers had heard about the mysterious giant ship that appeared in the battle in the Pandora galaxy, but they did not expect that this ship was actually related to their own war group, so everyone's murmurs were not heard from the moment of the action.
"I heard this is the Queen of Glory."
Hao Mo stood in the dark and empty hall, looking around curiously, but there was nothing to see in this place, except that there were many statues and patterns on the walls that he didn't recognize.
Around them, the electromagnetic storm transmitted has not completely dissipated, and static arcs even occasionally jump among the warriors.
"Oh, Oscar, you have the best grades in culture class. What do you think the origin of this ship is?"
Oscar looked around, and then responded in a low voice:
"The Queen of Glory is the original ship of the Great Crusade era. Logically speaking, there is only one ship for each legion. There are clear records of the Queen of Glory in active service in the empire or those who have disappeared, and this...unless it is a traitor to the legion, but It doesn't look like the traitor's warship to me, because at least it's clean and... doesn't have any hint of subspace."
Zod squatted down and focused on the ground. He saw some patterns.
"This thing... I think I've seen it before."
Zod's words attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone gathered around.
On the ground is an image of a winged beast.
"Zod, don't brag."
"Haoma, do you want to bet?"
"Forget it...where have you seen it?"
Zod recalled for a moment, and then said:
"White Temple, I saw this in White Temple -"
At this time, a cough sounded, and everyone immediately stood in line.
Ustad walked up to the team, then glanced at the people who had just gathered, and said in a deep voice:
"The chapter leader is here, everyone is quiet."
"yes!"
After all 306 warriors of the Astral Knights, including 3 warriors who had just been transformed into fearless soldiers, and 31 people from the mysterious Eleventh Company, a total of 340 people lined up, Soshyan walked to the front of the team. He glanced at everyone, and then from Yazdan took Fentian in his hand.
