Under the shining light, Soshyan stood in the center of the most luxurious reception hall of the noble council. He was wearing a ritual armor, without a helmet but with an iron halo, behind him was a short red cloak, and hanging around his waist was his sword Holy Flame. Three gorgeous servo skulls hovered over his head, amplifying his voice and spreading to all directions. At the same time, several camera servants projected his images onto the surrounding walls to ensure that everyone could see them at the scene.
The noble parliament is located on the upper floor of Vaughn's nest, the largest nest in Sagan. The reception hall here will only be opened for the most noble guests who are descending to the planet, such as the Archbishop of the Star District, the Director of the Interior Department of the Star District, etc.
The hall is extremely magnificent. The mosaic floor depicts the mountains and rivers of planets. The hanging ceiling carved the image of the emperor. Heroes and angels were fighting around Him. From the extremely spacious door of the hall to the edge of the huge windows of the hall, huge statues of marble and iron were arranged, each depicting an imperial hero or saint.
Now there are crowds of smug officers, priests in robes, serious law enforcers and hooded mechanics, as well as other nobles and their wives' families.
As soon as he entered the venue, the applause washed down Soshiyan like waves, mixed with war arias falling from the cheers of the angel above his head, making him feel as if he was on a stage.
Compared to the square, he felt the pressure from the eyes that people gathered, although it was nothing to him.
There was no one within ten meters around Soshyan, and eight tall terminators surrounded him. But even so, seeing a commander of the Astartes at such a close distance was a topic of discussion for decades, so they all tried hard to push forward, including the ladies and ladies who swayed their fans or covered their lower half of their faces. However, the class appeared among them at this time, and the closest ones were still the great nobles.
Soshiyan came almost alone at this banquet because most soldiers were not used to such occasions, and it was already in wartime, and everyone had their own responsibilities.
Dong--
Suddenly, the bell rang and everyone calmed down.
The ruler of Vaughn's Nest Capital and also the ruler of the Vaughn family, one of the five giants of the noble parliament, Earl of Sden Vaughn came forward, cleared his throat, and raised his wine glass.
"Let us pay tribute to you all."
His voice was played scrolling through the column megaphone that servoed the skull on his shoulder.
"Sing the bell three times to the heroes of the empire, the most brave and fearless warrior, the nemesis of the Red Pirates, the conqueror of the heretics, Lord Soshyan Alexey."
The bell rang again, which was an ancient triple bell ringing ceremony. The nobles made a gesture of the eagle and recited the words of faithfulness required by the etiquette.
But within a few seconds, Soshiyang raised a hand.
"That's enough, everyone."
Soshiyang said with a smile:
"I can't bear such a big gift. This dinner has already flattered me. Earl Stearn has troubled me."
Sden Vaughan took a step forward, bowed deeply respectfully, and then took another step.
"Mr. Soshyan, it is a great honor for the Vaughan family to receive you."
Soshyan nodded slightly and glanced at everyone in front of him. Stein Vaughn, a middle-aged nobleman who looked gentle and kind, the actual ruler of the Lord of Sagan. Although he seemed to have only Vaughn's Nest, he was actually the master of the entire Sagan Galaxy's underground world. He was closely related to organizations such as Thirty Silver Coin Club and Death Church. He was banned drugs, population trading gray businesses even outside the galaxy, and he was entangled with all kinds of interests. He was also called King Stein IV of the Vaughn Dynasty.
Then there was Bonnhard Morales, the head of Morales, who had the rank of a colonel in the Guards, and was also the ruler of Gomez, the second largest nest of the Sagan star. He was also working for the Star Language Hall of Terra. His wife was a woman from the Werner family. The family involved in industries seemed to be relatively legal, mainly in transportation and food trade. The handsome young man next to him should be his son. It is rumored that the head of Morales was very afraid of his family, without a lover or a lateral room, and there was only one offspring, but he also seemed to be a useless playboy.
"Col. Bonnhard, I hope that Gomez's Nest can provide at least thirty infantry regiments in the future, and you need your help."
Soshyan's words made Bonhard's face froze, then he straightened his back and saluted.
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief Soshyang! I will reorganize the Cundu Guards immediately!"
At this time, Alni suddenly gave a not-so-standard greeting, and then said in a nervous tone that could be seen by the naked eye:
"So...Commander-General of Soshiyang! I! I will also serve the expedition, and for the sake of the emperor, I will die thousands of deaths... I will never refuse!"
Soshyan showed a plain smile and nodded.
"The Emperor is looking forward to your performance, too."
Such words made Alni flattered and he nodded vigorously.
At this time, Soshiyan's eyes had turned to Worst Bour, a general wearing the uniform of a major general of the Astral Army. He was strong and had a majestic appearance that might scare a small person. He always maintained a serious attitude of straightening his back in front of people. He was not only the ruler of Roberto Zuniga, the Nest Capital, but also the lord commander of the First Legion of Sagan. The Sagan Galaxy currently has only three Astral Army, but only the number of the First Legion exceeded 300,000, and the other two were less than 200,000. As for the information Soshiyan received, the Bour family had a deep background in the Military Affairs Department. His main responsibility was to guard the Military Affairs Department's supply stations and contact stations in the Sagan Galaxy and surrounding areas, and to regularly provide 500,000-1 million young people of appropriate age.
"Major General Worst, the First Sagan Legion will be an important force in the fight against heresy in the future, and I look forward to your performance."
Worst stomped his feet hard, put a very standard military salute, raised his jaw slightly and whispered:
"Everyone of the First Legion is ready to sacrifice himself for the Emperor!!"
Next was the old patriarch of the Hoyland family, Ernst Marey Hoyland, who was already 151 years old. The old man who controlled the largest trading fleet in the Great Vortex Area was wearing a very simple gray robe and a crutch that seemed to be made of the teeth of some creature. His face was wrinkled and could hardly see what he originally looked like. He was surrounded by his four descendants. Although each of them was over a hundred years old, with the help of various expensive and advanced life-extending surgeries, each looked almost the same as that of forty or fifty years. Seeing their energetic appearance, Soshyan couldn't help but think of the dead Olga. If it weren't for the loss of the mechanical throne to the user's spirit and soul, he might have enjoyed these surgeries.
It is rumored that the Hoyland family is in a dispute over succession. Since the last heir of Old Mare and his second son died due to an accident, the family has not confirmed their successor for decades. He obviously has not had much time, and the huge fleet, wealth and territory have become the targets of many people and forces.
However, as the Shanglang family, the wealth of the Hoyland family is not so easy to watch, because it has a very rare thing-
Chapter completed!