After dealing with the matters on the battlefield, the seven-member Angustorm parliament, under Soshyan's suggestion and remote control, also determined the final candidate. Just like he designed, the sages of the Reza faction occupied 3 seats, one of which was Ernest of the Titan Legion, and Angustorm's local forces occupied 3 seats. They were all the three most powerful lords of the world's forge, and the remaining one was the confidant of the original sage Bertus Willibald, who was also his chief apprentice.
The seven-member parliament elected a speaker through rotation and temporarily exercised part of the foundry director until the new foundry director took office. At the instruction of Soshyan, the first speaker was held by Ernest for a term of 8 years.
The reason for this arrangement is not complicated. It not only reduces the resistance of Angstrom's local forces, but also completes the agreement with Reza. It also allows Soshyan to have a certain ability to intervene within Angstrom, at least before the end of the expedition. After all, when the power of both sides is equal, the only variable has the right to decide. Bertus Willybald is now his guest of honor. It will take some time for a representative like Mars to come. Then the only variable in the seven-person parliament is in Soshyan's hand.
Of course, the premise is that the MP who represents the former foundry director can survive the cruel political struggle of the foundry world, but at least during the expedition, there should be no problem. After all, he inherited all the political capital and old connections left by Bertus Willybald, and he also had some self-protection power.
But of course not everyone was satisfied with this decision. In fact, Soshiyang encountered a little "small trouble" just after the Shanghai War ended.
When Riza's sage walked into the personal office of Soshiyan, his olfactory processor immediately captured the air that seemed to be filled with derivatives of citron-3-hexenal and terpenes, which simulated the smell of natural plants and flowers, but his visual display told him that there was no vegetation in this militarized office.
At this time, Soshiyang was sitting behind a huge table and looking at him with a smile. There were some data boards and file bags on the table in front of the Supreme Commander of the Expeditionary Force. There was a teacup corresponding to its size on the right. It was a light amber liquid steaming in it. It should be a drink. Could it be this smell emitted by this drink?
"Please sit."
The Sage of Reza nodded, but did not sit on the chair opposite Soshiyan, because his body had long been transformed to not sit in this way.
"I hope I will not disturb you."
"Where, if you don't come, I will go to you."
"It seems that the Supreme Lord Commander has something to tell me."
"You tell me about you first."
The sage of Riza stepped forward, but his back was slightly hunched down, so that he could not speak higher than Soshiyan.
"I just have something to do, why did you keep Bertus Willybald alive? He is a shameful traitor, and you have said before that he is not loyal and should be eliminated."
Soshiyang nodded, pondered for a moment and responded:
"I said it, but..."
"but?"
"Sage, why do you think Huron became a traitor?"
"Because he has done many rebellious actions and has placed himself above the empire."
"But as the guardian of the Great Vortex appointed by the High Lord, shouldn't he have the power to do many things?"
"But he is out of line."
Soshiyan nodded again.
"Yes, he was out of the ordinary. He did things beyond his authority and tried to use the power in his hands to fight against the rules and laws of the empire."
The logic calculator of Rizha Sage quickly realized that he had been hit by Soshiyang's words, but he no longer had the chance to take back his words. Soshiyang continued:
"I am the commander-in-chief of the Great Expedition, but it does not mean that I have the power to judge a foundry director. You are a member of the Mechanical Cult. You should be very clear about the system of Mechanical Cult itself. Unless he clearly committed a heresy crime, we cannot punish him by our subjective judgment of right and wrong, otherwise what is the difference between me and Huron? Yes, he has confronted my order and hindered the Expedition, so I can step down from his post, and I can deprive him of his power, but
He surrendered and confessed his guilt. Whether it was due to the honor of Astartes or a member of the imperial system, I had no reason to kill him again, because his sins had been tried, and if I were to be held accountable, it was not what I should do. I cannot exercise power on behalf of the founder general. I believe that if he is really guilty, Mars will not allow him to escape sanctions, but if Mars feels that he will not die, I can only express regret. What do you think?"
"But this is not consistent with what you said before. I don't know Astart's culture very well, but... As I remember, Astart still attaches great importance to the weight of language."
Soshiyang nodded.
"Of course, I can kill him with one sword without hesitation, and then what? What should the Space Marine look like in your heart? Like the Seth brothers, killing indiscriminately, leaving behind a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and then leaving afterwards? Of course, it would be very easy and simple, very in line with the expectations of people for Astart for this 41 thousand years. But... Brothers Seth can handle the aftermath for him, and what about me? I don't, because I am the one who handles the aftermath. The death of Bertus is a trouble for me and even the entire expeditionary force. It goes beyond the rules."
The sage of Riza was silent for a long time, and finally a sentence appeared.
"The first time I noticed that you followed the rules so much."
Soshiyang sighed softly and leaned back slightly.
"To be honest, in this position, I was not feeling like I was feeling uncomfortable in pins and needles, for fear that I would do something wrong and would fall into a handle. After all, countless pairs of eyes were staring at me."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I can understand that you don't kill Bertus Willybald, but what about this parliament? This seems to be different from our previous agreement."
"Well... this is also the result of my considerations from multiple parties. Angustom will be an important strategic supply center for the Expeditionary Force in the future. Its stability is crucial. Although you have been in it for a long time, as far as I know, most local forces are still relatively resistant to Reza. Forcibly pushing a foundry director to the stage will only increase chaos and even cause chaos. This is not something that Reza wants to see? After all, you also hope to promote the Yan Blood Sect peacefully. The radical missionary method is not very suitable under the current empire system.
Gestom, I think, is a good test field. You can learn more about how to promote teachings on a hostile planet, and your representatives have also been in power for 8 years. Although it is only part of the power, I think... 8 years can actually do a lot of things. What do you think? And this method can soften Mars' hostility and make it easier to implement your missionary expansion in the future. Even if Mars sends a new foundry director, the power has been transferred, and it is actually meaningless to get a title in vain."
"Where is that apprentice of Bertus Willybald? I think he should be replaced by another person."
Soshiyang shook his head.
"You are an academic expert, but not a political veteran. If it were your great sage, he would definitely be very satisfied with my decision."
"Um?"
Chapter completed!