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Chapter 143 Leon Johnson is the traitor!

This was never what I wanted.

I never thought of betrayal, nor did I attack my comrades.

I swore to Lord Astelan that I would fight for humanity to the bitter end and be loyal to the Lion.

But the lion betrayed us.

He ordered the fleet to attack and lied to their children!

And I have clearly let it go, we should all let it go.

I don't want to be an Astartes, nor do I want to be the so-called company champion, nor do I want to leave Mom and Dad. I have never wanted to fight.

And the facts prove that becoming an Astartes was a pure mistake!

Leaving behind his past, he lived as a miner, a life in which Astartes was physically strong enough to easily complete such work, and was also able to protect himself from the endless abominable creatures that emerged in the mines.

Work from sunrise to sunset, rest from sunset to sunrise, just like when I was in Caliban's manor, just like when I was with my parents.

Then die with the secret, and peacefully complete your life as an ordinary person.

What's wrong with living an ordinary life?

Faced with survival difficulties, I will choose to work hard in exchange for food and supplies. Faced with the chaotic enemy that descends from the sky, I will also take up sword to resist and defend my home.

But, my past, why are you still chasing me?

And why do those people always have illusions about that traitor?

Lion!

Why will you never let go of your offspring?!
"Lion Jonson is the traitor!"

A loud roar, filled with endless anger and sorrow, spread throughout the hall and reached everyone's ears.

Everyone present, whether they were awake, awake but pretending to be unconscious, unconscious but still following their genetic instinct to pretend to be awake, or unconscious, all set their eyes on the person who was yelling at this moment.

"What's going on with this dude?"

Ramses, who was disguised as a Deathwing Terminator and mixed in with Arthur like Romulus, asked.

He also heard about what happened on his friends' side. These dark angels were so powerful that he had to sneak in to take a look.

"Astartes' anesthetic forces the nerves to relax. It's essentially a potent neurotoxin used for assassination purposes. Perhaps he was dreaming."

Arthur replied.

He definitely didn't use Veritaserum.

"Oh~"

Ramses looked at the fallen angels and continued to order the demons to open their boxes.

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This is a large round table conference hall with seating for hundreds of people.

The entire hall is constructed of white marble, complemented by red and black carpets and flag decorations. The ceiling is seeping with white light, illuminating the entire hall.

Gareth looked around in confusion, his memory still stuck on the time when his heart was pierced by a knight shaped like a lion.

But now, they are in a grand hall, seemingly attending a meeting?
The armor is still on, but it seems to have been replaced. The power system has not been turned on yet, probably because the verification has not yet passed.

He looked at the faces around him, some of which overlapped with those of his coworkers.

Then the rest.
Gareth quickly covered his face.

Time in the conference room froze for a moment.

Regardless of whether they were pretending to be unconscious or awake, they finally reacted and tried to find some cover.

But there was nothing around.

The white marble and bright lights seem to reveal all secrets.

"Roch?"

Kai's voice came from the side, diverting Luo He's attention from hiding his entire face between his arms.

"Don't hide it, it's all seen."

Kai couldn't help but remind them: "We are next to the round table. The first thing they see when they open their eyes is us."

Then he looked at Luo He's handsome middle-aged face curiously and couldn't help but be surprised.

"I don't have any sensitive memories of this face. Why did you hide it from others when you ate before?"

It's outrageous. For the Dark Angels, showing up at a meal is equivalent to expressing trust between them.

Hearing his friend's words, Luo He subconsciously glanced at the metal on the table, and then he found that his face had returned to its original appearance. He subconsciously looked at Arthur who was sitting in the middle of the seat.

Golden hair, green eyes, handsome face.

!!!

Much younger than the Lion King in our impression.

Luo He breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded gratefully to Arthur who was looking at him.

"Ah."

Arthur nodded in response, knowing what the other party meant.

This Roch had been in the subspace for a long time, and his face had mutated due to force majeure. Arthur and Ramses helped him repair it.

Hula~
Seeing that almost everyone had stopped pretending, Arthur also prepared to stand up.

"quiet!"

Ramses spoke at the right moment, fulfilling his duties as a guard officer.

The voice was loud and unrestrained, instantly drowning out the whispers among the many fallen angels.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses.

They should have been prisoners, but now they are sitting here safely.

There was no torture as expected, nor was there any contempt for one's dignity or imprisonment in a prison.

All because of that person.

As Arthur stood up, the eyes of everyone present were irresistibly focused on him.

All the fallen angels were curious and inquisitive about this knight who had defeated most of them and captured them all.

"I am Arthur Pendragon."

Arthur introduced himself: "I have never participated in any of the Great Crusades, so it's understandable that you don't recognize me."

"Today's meeting is to handle the conflict between you."

In order to get everyone to sit down and have a good talk, why not just throw everyone on the table?

It's really what a strong person does.

Everyone listened quietly, and there was no fierce rebuttal or anything.

Because the man in front of him could have killed them all, but he didn't.

This means that what the other party said is not empty talk.

"But my lord, are you aware of the situation on Caliban?"

Zabril asked tentatively.

His relic cruiser had been confiscated, and this conference hall was newly built on the "Silent Oath", which he felt quite resentful about.

The key point is that the machine soul was actually excited about this, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Zabriel, I remember you were on the surface during the Battle of Caliban. After the Battle of Randan, most of the Terrans, including Astelan, were exiled back to Caliban by the Lion King. Including you, these Terrans played an accomplice role in Luther's rebellion."

Arthur said this calmly, which also served as a characterization of Luther's rebellion.

"Sir, I have no idea of the situation. The troops in orbit just landed and launched a massacre against us without explanation. We can only resist."

Feeling the death gaze coming from behind, Zabri, who was about to touch his head to see if he was still there, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly began to explain.

Is it easy for him to blend in with a group of gang members? Fortunately, he has no acquaintances among the fallen angels yet, and he also discovered the problem when he reviewed the situation himself, but he did not dare to tell this secret to other fallen angels.

"Indeed, Luther cleverly exploited the Lion King's paranoia after his experiences during the Great Heresy. A merchant ship departing from Caliban informed the Lion King that the planet was under Luther's rule and that a rebellion was imminent. Simultaneously, Luther used an orbital cannon under his control to attack the Lion King's fleet."

"This led the Lion King to launch an indiscriminate attack on the entirety of Caliban, forcibly forcing the Terrans and new recruits still on Caliban to join Luther's side."

Arthur did not put pressure on Zabriel, but began to explain and fill in the part that Zabriel did not know.

Zabriel breathed a sigh of relief. At least judging from Arthur's attitude, nothing should happen to him.

He glanced back at his battle brothers, who had somewhat subsided their hostility.

As a Space Marine, he is not afraid of death.

But he hadn't seen the lion yet, so he couldn't just die with injustice.

Even if there is a trial, only the lion can judge him.

At the same time, deep doubts also surrounded his mind.

My Lord, you really never took part in the Great Crusade?
(End of this chapter)