Chapter 2303 A bottle of wine with a close friend (Part 1)
Even from Soshyan's point of view, the dishes made by the other party are far better than those of Tirian's gold medal chefs.
Of course, in addition to being nostalgic this time, he just wanted to have a good chat with the other party. Especially since he received so many messages after coming to Terra, he still feels confused and powerless from time to time.
"Oh, it seems...it's been a long time since two people had a meal like this."
In the room belonging to Soshyan, Rozim took a sip of priceless wine in his glass and smacked his lips. On the round table in front of him, there were only some simple-looking dishes. Soshyan, who was sitting opposite him,
Yang leaned back on the chair, looking very relaxed, but also seemed to be thinking about something.
"Yeah, it's been a long time..."
Soshyan raised his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, then picked up the cup, touched it with Rozim, and drank it down.
"Brother, what kind of person do you think I am?"
Hearing this, Rozim put down his cup.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just asking."
Rozim blinked.
"He is capable of both literary and martial arts and looks very——"
"Oh, just speak your mind."
"Hey, this is what I mean. Is there any problem with this? You are very good. After the tragedy of the World Engine, there are only about thirty people left in the war group. Look, they have recovered now. From Wen
For example, you have accumulated so much wealth, trained so many recruits, Robin Bahram and the others are all good guys, and you have also organized an Alliance of Astartes. From a military perspective, look at the victories you have won along the way.
How many opponents, how many battles have been won, how many worlds have been recovered, just the Maelstrom Expedition alone, I dare say, no Astartes now has more meritorious service than you, so isn't this enough? Do you want more?
It’s amazing that you have the original body, and besides, brother, you are indeed handsome, and all those women can’t wait to stand there when they see you - burp!”
Hearing the original body, Soshyan forced a smile, then picked up the wine bottle and filled Rozim and himself with wine.
"Rozim should also know about the 11th Legion."
Rozim responded vaguely and picked up the wine glass, and then Soshyan's next words made him stop what he was doing.
"Brother, if... I mean, if one day, someone discovers that the original body is not dead, or that he appears again, will you completely obey his orders?"
"Ah? Uh-"
Rozim pondered for a while and put down his glass.
"This can't happen...if he hadn't died, we wouldn't be where we are now..."
"I said what if, when our original body appears, will he do better than me?"
"That said, he didn't do anything. Who knows if it's good? The original body must be good? If that were the case, Grandpa Emperor wouldn't have to sit on the throne for ten thousand years."
Soshyan blinked and said with a smile:
"That's the original body. Although you didn't have the gene seed implanted, you have undergone transformation surgery after all. You are also considered a member of the legion. It's not too much to call you father."
"Where did you say that?"
Rozim waved his hand.
"Did he teach me? Did he raise me? Just call him daddy? How mean is that? At most...he is a boss until he dies."
"You, if I had said this 10,000 years ago, you would have been beaten to death in the Legion."
"I'm telling you the truth...Brother, I feel like your mood is a little wrong. Did something, uh, happen?"
Soshyan shook his head with a smile and filled the cup again.
"Nothing."
"oh."
Rozim drank half of the glass in one gulp. After hesitating for a moment, he said cautiously:
"Brother, you are good at everything, but you like to keep things in your heart too much, and take responsibilities too seriously, as if you want to carry the entire galaxy on your shoulders... We are a mortal, and we are also a human being.
Ordinary people may not understand any particularly big ambitions or responsibilities, but I think... If everything in your life is just for a certain goal set by others, or something that everyone thinks you should do,
A goal, isn’t that too boring? It’s really hopeless. Having a goal is a good thing, but sometimes we can also try to live without a goal——”