Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

No matter how big the stone is, the waves it throws into the pool will eventually calm down.

The Grand Master of the Gray Knights Chapter did not make enough waves in this game with the Inquisition.

The autumn wind has begun at the last moment, and the impact of the negotiations between the two parties has not yet begun to appear.

Other departments in the empire that have the right to know about the existence of the Gray Knights Chapter may know about this matter, or they may not know the specific situation, and are just making speculations due to the unusual blockade of Titan this time.

But no matter what, these did not affect the preparations of the Gray Knights. The turmoil in the outside world may still continue, or it may never stop.

But for Titan, once the seeds of change were planted, they required no further attention.

Wait calmly for them to break through the ground and sprout, and watch them grow in the direction they are prepared for.

One day, people will see a towering tree here that can provide shelter for others.

One day, after seeing this spectacular scenery, someone will look back hundreds of years and discover the humble beginning of this great change in the history books.

As for the person who originally planted the seed, or the person who watered and fertilized it as it grew, they probably didn't care whether they could get its shade.

Perhaps this is the charm of short-lived species, knowing that you are a flower that can only bloom for one season, a mayfly that lives and dies.

But there are always some individuals who refuse to give in to fate.

Whenever a race faces a life-and-death decision, they will stand out from the group and burn themselves without any thought, just to issue a fleeting challenge to fate.

The Emperor is like this, and Prime Minister Malcador is like this. Over the past ten thousand years, as the Empire has expanded its territory into the galaxy on behalf of all mankind, and on the road of overcoming obstacles and obstacles, those who shouted the name of humanity and the Emperor to the enemies of the Empire, and so did the heroic spirits who died in the charge.

Who cares? Probably only this race itself cares. But, that's enough.

As time passed, one month after Terra Time, the Gray Knights Chapter's Grand Master Walden's trip to the Tribunal Headquarters also came to an end.

He appeared in the group's meeting room as usual at an inconspicuous sunrise, as if he had never left. As if he was tired from all the travels, he once again immersed himself in the battle group's documents.

The final result of the negotiations with the Tribunal was relatively smooth. This is also due to the fact that he did not force an immediate change to the thousands of years of practice of the Inquisition, but placed the period of change three hundred years in the future.

Time gives both parties enough buffer, and also allows relevant stakeholders affected by this change enough time to adapt. This is a politically wise choice that is acceptable to most people.

300 years can be said to be long or short. By that time, it must be no matter whether he is present or not, or whether the person holding the palm of the Tribunal is rotated.

With the support of massive gene seeds cultivated from Mars, the Gray Knights Chapter will no longer have the days of being stretched to replenish its military resources.

Mentors do not need to watch batches of new recruits, who will be separated forever in the next battle without even memorizing their names;

Pharmacist brothers, there is no need to endure sorrow and find ways to suture new wounds on the old wounds that have not yet healed in these young bodies;

These children no longer have to just crawl out of the medical cabin and rush off to the next life-and-death battle before they even have time to mourn their fallen comrades...

At that time, the huge number of soldiers in the battle group and the abundant weapons that were finally fully utilized will be riding on those brand-new strike cruisers that have been prepared thousands of years ago. Split cruises for units.

On every fleet in every sector, there will be tens of thousands of Gray Knights waiting for the call of the Prophet brothers and the Inquisition anytime and anywhere.

What a magnificent and majestic picture that would be! The Grand Master would occasionally think about the future when he was not busy.

This kind of Gray Knight is what the Emperor's vision looks like; it is also this kind of Gray Knight that is the wall of the Empire that the late Imperial Prime Minister Malcador hoped to see, and only this kind of Gray Knight can take on the responsibility of mankind. There is hope.

There is no longer a need for desperate measures, because there are more brothers holding up the protective umbrella for them on the frontal battlefield;

There is no longer a need to rush into the devil's castle with several large companies to face countless enemies, because there will be more comrades to open the path to victory for them.

Every time Walden thought about this, he couldn't help but clench the gloves in his hands.

He couldn't help but raise his head for a moment. In his excited eyes as he looked out the window at the distant Terra, only such Gray Knights can better serve the empire; only such Gray Knights can serve those in the subspace. Dirty bastards, bring more death!

When such a Gray Knights Chapter appeared in front of the Inquisition with a brand-new appearance, the seemingly unreasonable request of the Grand Master today must have seemed natural.

And all of this was brought about by the young man standing quietly beside him. It was this young man who brought the first spark that lit up the ray of hope for the entire battle group and even for the entire human race.

The Supreme Grand Master Walden stopped what he was doing, and he looked sideways at the young man standing beside him like a sculpture.

The first half of Calvin's first rotation cycle has come to an end one year after the company was decentralized. The next arrangement is to return from the company to the top of the battle group, and serve as the adjutant and leader of the guard beside the Supreme Grand Master.

In this position, he will learn the daily operational logic of the entire Chapter through close contact with the administrative affairs of the Chapter, and be fully prepared for him to one day take over this large group of warriors.

This is a unique promotion path carefully arranged for him by the great mentors. Its original intention is not to cultivate a powerful warrior, the empire has no shortage of warriors; it is not to cultivate a decisive commander, the empire's History has proven that mere commander-in-chief cannot change the dilapidated situation of the empire that has been characterized by political fatigue and loose management for thousands of years.

The Grand Masters wanted more. They hoped that the young man in front of them could, with their support along the way, eventually become a towering giant who could influence the political situation of the entire empire with the Gray Knights and the Inquisition as the basis.

Under such a long-term and even ambitious layout and plan, the Tribunal's thousands of years of practice with the Gray Knights, the game and final compromise over the right to send representatives, are just a group of veterans. The final step in our long-term plan.

For eight thousand years, in accordance with the emperor's personal orders, the huge amounts of equipment and materials from Mars have allowed the mentors to have no desire except for the supply of personnel, and do not need the care or preferential treatment of any force in the empire.

The arrival of Calvin will make up for the final shortcomings of the Gray Knights Chapter, so that the recruitment of soldiers will no longer be a fetter. When such an existence, which is beyond all the forces of the empire, begins to grow wildly based on thousands of years of accumulation into a behemoth that no one can ignore, the expressions of these forces who are used to being like flies and dogs will be very exciting.

What comes next requires long-term patience and the power of time to slowly change.

Among them, the Gray Knights Gray Knights Chapter has enough time to wait, and Calvin also has enough patience to wait.

As the initiators of such a plan that covers thousands of years of changes, these great mentors of the Gray Knights may not necessarily have the opportunity to live to witness it.

The tutors didn't care, Calvin didn't know. But now that the seed has been planted, just wait for the moment it breaks out of the ground.

Grand Master Walden also expressed his views on this matter with a smile in a meeting:

"Unlike before, this time, time is on our side."