Just when Soshyan was troubled by the appearance of the mysterious figure Li, as well as the many shocking news and various mysteries he brought, Faisal suddenly returned to the mountain formation in orbit and the star realm parked inside. Knight fleet, and also brought one more person - the Imperial Senate, the Prime Minister of the High Lords Council, Alexei Lev Tirian.
This title sounds very bluffing, but he is not one of the decision-making members of the High Lords Council. But on the other hand, he does have great power, and every time the High Lords Council and the imperial administrative agencies collectively The conference cannot be separated from him.
The reason is a bit ridiculous. This man also has another title - Regent of Guilliman.
In other words, he is not only a speaker in the parliament, but also the incarnation of the original body "Guilliman" in the parliament. More importantly, this position and title have no term limit, which is basically equivalent to a lifetime tenure. He has been in this position for nearly fifty years.
But on the other hand, since he is not a member of the High Lord's Twelve-member Council, when it comes to the specific decision-making stage, he does not have the power to vote, and generally does not have the power to propose, which can be regarded as a check and balance on his power.
But no matter what, the other party was the top manager and bureaucrat of the empire, so Soshyan had to pay attention, put on his ceremonial armor, brought along the Terminator Guard, and met the other party on the bridge of the Eternal Loyalty.
While waiting for the other party, Soshyan thought about a lot of what this person might be like——
A thin but arrogant bureaucrat with a big hooked nose, he always raises his head slightly when walking and takes slow but neat steps.
Or maybe a round face with a fake smile, wearing luxurious furs, and fingers full of rings.
However, when the other party appeared, Soshyan realized that he had made a mistake.
First of all, the Prime Minister of the Government Affairs Council looks very fat, very fat. His whole person is like an inflated balloon, giving people a very rotten feeling. So much so that when he walks, he looks like an overfed chicken. At the same time, he also has long hair. He has a crooked face, the sparse curly hair on his head has turned gray due to age, his complexion is not very good, there are very obvious signs of life extension, and he also looks a little bit over-indulgent.
His attire was a heavy purple gown with a golden cross embroidered with the symbol of the High Lords Council - a double-headed eagle standing on a skull surrounded by light.
The imperial minister did not use a cane or other assistance to walk, because he was accompanied by a young and beautiful woman wearing a decent uniform, supporting his arm.
Of course, there is Faisal in addition, but at this time he is acting like a good baby.
To be honest, Soshyan is not a person who judges people by their appearance, but this person's appearance really makes him feel a little embarrassed by the "rich talents" of the empire. It is such a person who manages an empire that is almost like a zombie. In a sense, it is true that It was not surprising, and it was hard to expect, but suddenly he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
All the wars he fought seemed to have suddenly become very meaningless.
But no matter what, he had to show respect for the other party's identity.
"Hello, Chancellor Tyrion, I am very uneasy about having you come here."
"Occasionally moving your body is good for your health. In fact, I always want to take time to go outside the ground. This time you gave me a chance. By the way, I can also see the great mountain formation. I am so grateful. Soshiyan ·Chapter Commander Alexei, it seems that our names are somewhat similar, this seems to be a kind of fate."
Standing in front of Soshyan, this man looked like a child. He looked up at Soshyan and made a sound of admiration.
"There are rumors from the outside that you are a mighty warrior. When I saw you today, it turns out that even the Forbidden Army is not as strong as you. It's really enviable."
When the other party spoke, there was no sense of turbidity and vulgarity. Instead, there was energy and humor, and he did not deliberately use that weird "Terra accent."
Soshyan immediately realized that he seemed to have seen it wrong.
But we still have to keep an eye on it.
"this way please."
Soshiyang stretched out his hand and guided the two people to the direction of two chairs, one large and one small. He had heard before that this man was nearly two hundred years old and took special care of him.
More importantly, the height of the two chairs has been adjusted to prevent the other person from keeping his or her head tilted up during the conversation, which would be too embarrassing.
"Ah, thank you very much."
"There is nothing to be grateful for. You are of high status and have high moral standards."
After sitting on the chair with the help of his female companion, the imperial prime minister moved his buttocks and then smiled dryly.
"Captain Soshyan, do you think I am an old and ugly loser?"
As he spoke, he patted his belly gently.
There was no expression on Soshyan's face, he just shook his head and denied:
"I mean no disrespect to you."
"I thought that Space Marines were not very good at concealing their opinions and thoughts. It seems that I have too few contacts, or perhaps the warriors of the Imperial Fists are too straightforward? I am dating Chapter Master Pew A lot. I feel very sorry for his passing, but also a little envious, because for him, dying on the battlefield is something to be thankful for. After all, living people always have to face all kinds of troubles. Especially in a place like Terra.”
Soshiyang pondered for a moment, and then said:
"The Astartes sometimes make mistakes in judgment."
"Ah, you don't need to apologize, because I know what I am. This has almost become my political label. But you are right, Astartes, there will be times when judgments are wrong, especially now. .”
As he spoke, he turned slightly, pressed his arms on the armrest, and turned his head towards Soshiyang.
"Bringing the Mantis Warriors here was not a wise decision, Chapter Master Soshyan, in every sense of the word."
Soshyan remained silent, except for occasionally moving his right index finger up and down.
The imperial chancellor then smiled and pointed to Faisal, who was slightly bowing his head and looking a little embarrassed.
"This little donkey's grandfather is my good friend. I can't watch him dig a grave for himself."
After saying that, he turned his attention back to Soshyan.
"Captain Soshyan, you should think more about Feisal's bad idea out of desperation. This is the solar system. There are spies and assassins in every corner. Several empty ships are placed on Jupiter. This is in You’re lying to ghosts, not people.”
The other party spoke softly, but Soshiyang felt like an invisible whip was lashing his face, causing it to hurt.
Finally, he said slowly:
"It was the high lord who went back on his word first."
"Then do you have any evidence?"
Soshyan looked at Faisal.
“Envoy Faisal is the proof.”
"So, you hate him so much and want him to die?"
