Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"I understand the love the Legion's officers and soldiers have for their Primarch, but it's not good if this love restricts their growth. Moreover, for the Ultramarines, Master Guilliman's future trip to Terra is inevitable. Who will be directly responsible for the Legion's management? Who among you can effectively manage the 500 worlds of Ultramar?"

"When they can't even manage their own business well, they still want to maintain overly close relations with the sub-groups. I think most people are not capable of doing that," Ramon asked.

There should be restrictions on Space Marines, such as the severance of ties between the parent and daughter chapters. After all, Primarchs have their own agendas, and it's normal for them to leave the Legion for a period of time. If those temporarily managing the Legion still cling to the daughter chapters, that would be an overreach.

Simply put, once the divisions begin, Guilliman, as Primarch, commanding the successor chapters, while legally problematic, is morally sound. But if Calgar were the Ultramarines' leader, could he truly manage all 500 worlds of Ultramar? Would the other successor chapters truly buy in? Or, to put it another way, if you give Calgar 15 Smurfs and 500 worlds, could he manage them?

Although Calgar was left in the 500 worlds to work in the background, in fact, let alone the fact that the 40 worlds in the 500K era were not as numerous and prosperous as those in the 30K era, Guilliman could not remember which 500 worlds they were after he woke up. Moreover, with the entry of other chapters, Guilliman restored his own paragon system, and there were also people from other chapters among the four paragons.

Good governance and management are two different things. If they play the feudal system, a sector governor could theoretically manage hundreds of worlds, but managing effectively is beyond the reach of ordinary individuals. In reality, before the Primarchs returned, most Legions were small, divided among various expeditionary fleets. Each fleet numbered at most tens of thousands, and they didn't have to worry about production and logistics, just fighting. However, those who could truly lead large armies were few and far between. Whether you like it or not, human ability has its limits. Hence the need for Primarchs.

Take the most highly organized and powerful First Legion for example. Before facing the Randan Alien for the first time in the background and before the Lion King returned, the circles and rings of the Dark Angels discussed the issue of the Grand Master. In the end, it was Malcador who came out and suppressed everything.

"In short, the principle is that when the Primarch is present, the legions and fiefdoms are under his management. If the Primarch is not present, part of the management rights of the legions and fiefdoms will need to be handed over. If Captain Hill believes that he is capable enough, then I can report it and let you manage several star systems and dozens of worlds, and be in charge of the production, logistics, combat and general affairs of each planet for a reinforced regiment. If successful, it is also possible to expand the number of this world to 100 in the future." Ramon said seriously.

"Manage 100 worlds..." Upon hearing this, Hill fell silent. At least he thought he didn't have the ability to do so, and other senior officials in the Extreme Legion, including four heroes and a large number of captains, were not at this level either.

"Then if the Primarch returns, can this power return to the Primarch's hands?" Auguston asked a rather heart-wrenching question.

"Auguston! You are part of the Imperium of Man, not just my descendants!" Guilliman roared. Clearly, he realized that the Ultramarans were too obsessed with their independence. They recognized themselves as Imperials, but they preferred to serve under their lord. This was something Guilliman absolutely did not want to see!

"Sir, I just said what was in my heart." Auguston stood up and saluted.

"If the Ultramarans prioritize their independence over the Empire, then I must consider completely splitting up Ultramar. This is not the outcome I want to see, and over-emphasizing their independence will be a disaster for both the Empire and humanity!" Guilliman's anger did not diminish in the slightest.

He had witnessed the devastation of the Great Rebellion and the consequences of possessing too much power and straying into evil. Therefore, he was truly willing to weaken his own power. Ultramar was indeed quite powerful, after all. Therefore, reducing the power of the vassal states was inevitable. However, because the ceiling of human civilization on this plane was much higher, with the existence of unreasonable beings like the Emperor and the Traveler, a symbolic reduction in power was sufficient.

"Auguston, from now on, your name is on the roster of the branch. You will be assigned to the newly opened area east of Ultramar to open up new territories for the Empire. As your father and legion commander, I will send you there with a group of people who have similar ideas as you." Guilliman said.

"Father..." Auguston didn't expect Guilliman to react so strongly to this question.

"I can answer that question. When the Primarch returns, power will return to him," Ramon said. "As for Auguston? There's no need to send him to a Successor Chapter. How about this: keep him within the Legion, assign these planets to him, and let him command his Chapter to defend these Ultramar fringe worlds. And while we're at it, we can also do some infrastructure development."

"Wait, aren't you responsible for the infrastructure of these planets?" Guilliman said.

"Yes, give it to him now." Ramon nodded.

"That's not right. You've turned down a lot of work that was originally yours recently." Guilliman didn't bother to discuss Auguston's problem. He felt that his most capable subordinate was slacking off in a serious way.

"I am handing over my duties, Lord Guilliman, and my fellow Ultramarines. My contract is about to expire. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be able to leave in a few years once things are stable here."

At this point, Ramon looked relieved. After all, not everyone had seen the lights in the secretarial office aboard the Macragge's Glory at 3 a.m.... Of course, this was just a superficial appearance. The reality was even more terrifying. In this secretarial office, Ramon had created two clones, working together! Ramon hadn't imagined that this combat-oriented psychic power, created by Professor Ahriman, would be used in such a way. Triple the workload, triple the pain... Even if the Emperor's servants were no longer human, but transformed into "demons," they couldn't be used like this.

"How could you do this?" exclaimed Captain Hill.

"Why can't I do this? First, I'm not Guilliman's descendant, second, I'm not an Ultramar, and third, the work agreement I signed has expired. So according to the regulations, I don't have to sign the next one. What's the problem with that?" Ramon said righteously.

"No, we are comrades-in-arms..." Auguston said.

"We're comrades? So you guys just go ahead and kill yourselves, and I'll take care of everything else?" Ramon snorted. "How about we switch gears? No matter how many of you there are, every single one of you in the Ultramarine Legion will be counted. As long as you promise to stay out of the office for the rest of the agreement, I'll stay."

"Don't worry, I'm far superior to you in combat. Who among you could possibly take on someone of Randan Soul Eater's level? I can! Why are you in the front?" Ramon grumbled. Honestly, Ramon was truly fed up with his current job. He was ready to leave. The only problem was, the other brothers in the Chamber of Attendants didn't seem ready to jump ship... Wouldn't it be nice to lead a team of his own, killing people or exploring the mysteries of the universe? What was the point of arguing with bureaucrats all day?

"Let me tell you, the length of the contract for work with the Imperial Aide-de-camp and Ultramar has been reduced to 30 years. The benefits are that after the work is completed, you will be given an exploration fleet and 50 years of vacation. Still, no one wants to sign. You are comfortable, but I am the one who suffers."

"Managing a sector isn't easy, especially managing it well. What you call comradery is just that, you're just comrades, and I'm a piece of shit. I've lived for hundreds of years, and I've never seen anything like this. I thought my future would be bright after I became the Emperor's retainer, but the reality is, you're the ones who have the bright future..."

Finally, Ramon threw down his pen. "To all those who think they're still capable, who believe they can manage Ultramar even without the Primarch, if you disagree, file a case with me. I'll give you fifty worlds, and if you don't manage well, you'll be punished by military law! This is the will of the Supreme. Those who can manage well, continue to increase their rewards."

Afterward, Ramon's response was silence. With the Ultramarines' two most prestigious Chapter Masters surrendering, the details of the split had already been decided. It was done. After all, there was no other way to resist; they simply didn't have the energy to do it. Ramon also guaranteed that upon the Primarch's return, his power would be restored.

The splitting of other legions is not so important. After all, it is not difficult to split other legions, and each legion actually has its own mission, except for the orc warlord who battled with the Khan for several years in a certain background. With the Eye of Terror being fished out, the Imperial Legion will still have tasks next...

Chapter 466: The Return of the Lord of Radiance (5K)

"By the way, as a friend, what are you going to do if you leave Ultramar next?" Guilliman suddenly asked at the end of the meeting.

"There are three options. One is to become an Imperial spy and do some work. The second is to join the Traveler Cult's exploration fleet and explore the Eye of Terror. It's been so long, and I haven't served my Lord properly. I'm remiss. The third option is that the Lord of Radiance may have been reincarnated, so I'll hang out with him for a while," Ramon said. Ramon had been a navigator before becoming an Imperial attendant, so calling the Traveler "My Lord" was fine. After all, he was a direct descendant.

"The Lord of Radiance has been reincarnated?" Guilliman was also surprised to hear this. After all, this was a big deal. "Do Perturabo, Jonson, and the others know?"

"Of course. If you know everything, it means everything is arranged. Perturabo and the others must be aware of it," Ramon said nonchalantly. He wasn't afraid of this getting out, or of the evil gods causing trouble. Not to mention the vague nature of the information itself, even if they did know, would the evil gods want to try?

"That's a good idea. If you want to relax or make progress, I won't stop you. I wish you a safe journey. If you need anything, please contact me. There will always be a place for you in Ultramar," Guilliman said, patting Ramon on the shoulder. These three choices are very meaningful.

The first option was to relax and enjoy life. The second was to explore the remains of the ancient Eldar and the mysteries of the Warp. The third option was also for advancement. After all, the Lord of Radiance was of high rank in his time, and he left behind many treasures. Even if some of them slipped through his fingers, they would greatly benefit those at the level of the Emperor's retainers.

Honestly, in current human civilization, if the Emperor and the Traveler show mercy and don't block the path to ascension, there are only three types of beings who can ascend: veteran Eternals, Primarchs, and the Emperor's Handmaids. These individuals can arguably attempt to ascend, while the others can be left alone. Eternals and Primarchs rely on bloodline, while the Emperor's Handmaids rely solely on the mercy of the Supreme Being.

"As long as you don't sit in the office, everything will be fine," Ramon said, waving his hand. Guilliman was indeed late to the party. In fact, not only did Perturabo know before Guilliman, but several of the brothers who had once hung out with the Lion King also knew the news. Now, a group of Primarchs gathered to discuss the "talent training" plan, pondering how they had lost in the past and how to make up for it today...

As for the issue of legion splitting? That's not a problem for us guys. The Dark Angels Legion will basically not be split up. The Imperial Fist Legion will just be a gesture. The Salamanders Legion, while larger than in history, is still limited in number, and with the need to fight the ash, there won't be many splits.

Of the four Legions, the Iron Warriors were the most disbanded. With over 20 men, Perturabo stated that he would only allow 5 to remain with him. He wanted only the best! The rest were unworthy. They still needed experience and proof of their abilities! Those separated needed experience and recognition from above before they could return to their parent Legion. As for which members could return? Perturabo's thinking was simple: wait until the Lord of Radiance returned to the Legion, and then he would handle the matter.

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"Ah, this question and the textbook are still too simple," Perturabo said with a hint of regret as he put down the data board in his hand. His words made the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.

Perturabo believed that as Legion Master and Radiant Lord's former superior, he needed to train this new "student" from the ground up. He demanded that Radiant Lord not only be an outstanding technical sage and a brilliant Legion commander, but also demonstrate accomplishments in art, debate, oratory, and other areas—achievements that Perturabo himself would recognize.

To this end, he compiled a series of teaching materials for the Lord of Radiance, and in order to test whether these teaching materials were "qualified", Perturabo came up with a test method that would make his brothers' gums ache, that is, to summon all the war blacksmiths and captains of the legion, let them study these teaching materials, and then take the test.

Only when everyone fails will Perturabo recognize the value of this set of materials. After all, in his opinion, the introductory materials for the Lord of Radiance should be above those for Legionnaires! However, Boss Pi's suggestion was considered too extreme by the brothers... As for the reward for those who pass the exam? They will be given the opportunity to remain in the Legion! Those who perform exceptionally well can call Perturabo "father"!

"Perturabo, I think that if the Lord of Radiance completes his reincarnation and exists as a human being, he should first have a relatively happy childhood. He has already contributed his strength to human civilization. He should relax." Vulkan said to Perturabo.

"A person's education should begin with childhood. We bear a heavy responsibility, and so does the Lord of Radiance," Jonson said. "Perhaps the lessons Perturabo has prepared for our friends are a bit too much. We can cut back on them as appropriate. As for enjoying life? We can also make appropriate arrangements."

"After all, Perturabo, you had a pretty good childhood, didn't you?" Zhuangsen looked at Boss Pi and said.

"Hmph... I feel like I was wasting my time back then," Perturabo snorted, but he still crossed out a few of the courses he had assigned to the Lord of Radiance, as a way of giving his two brothers some face.

"Dorn, you seem quite calm today." Volkan looked at the leader of the Seventh Legion who had remained silent.

"I've been thinking about something, my brothers," Dorn finally said. "Perturabo, you've had an unusual understanding of technology since birth, right?"

"Haha, just okay." Perturabo nodded. Although his expression was still serious, the smile at the corner of his mouth showed that he was in a very good mood.

"So, as the heir to the previous legacy, wouldn't the Lord of Radiance already be at a considerable level from birth?" Dorn, truly a force to be reckoned with, said this, leaving all the brothers speechless. Perturabo's expression changed dramatically. Simply put, perhaps what Perturabo had prepared for the Lord of Radiance was completely useless. After all, there's a kind of innate strength!

"This... isn't it great? He will soon join the great cause of mankind." Zhuangsen looked at Perturabo, whose expression changed a little, and comforted him.

"Hmph, this is also good news." Perturabo threw the data board aside in boredom. He would never tell his brothers. He just wanted the Lord of Radiance to experience the feeling of being a student.

At this moment, the Lord of Radiance's reincarnation had reached its final moments. His new body had been completed, created using some of the Traveler's own genes. The Gods of Order also blessed the Lord of Radiance.

"In the name of the Emperor, Lord of the Human Empire, I allow you to accept the faith of mankind." The Emperor looked at the soul in front of him that was as bright as a star and gave his blessings.

"In the name of the first main god of mankind, the Traveler, I grant you extraordinary knowledge. May you have a safe journey on the road of exploration." The Traveler gave some of the authority and knowledge about exploration to the Lord of Glory.

"In the name of the last Eldar god, the Lord of Endless Reincarnation, I grant you a tenacious and uncontaminated spirit." Iniere, the Eldar god of death, bestowed upon you His power.

"I originally wanted to give you an optimistic attitude, but you're already quite silly, so..." The Harlequin pulled an Eldar longsword from his pocket. "I forged this weapon when I was bored. It's not a true artifact, but it's passable. I hope you like it."

"Thank you for the gifts from the gods." After the Lord of Radiance accepted the gifts from the gods, his soul entered the body created by the traveler, and then entered the mortal world. The first stop of the Lord of Radiance's reincarnation was the conference room of Perturabo and others. After all, he was resurrected, and he had to see his brothers.

"This matter finally has a perfect ending." The traveler looked at the Lord of Glory who entered the physical universe and breathed a sigh of relief. What He promised was finally fulfilled.

The Lord of Radiance's body didn't incorporate the Emperor's genes, not because the Emperor wouldn't give them, but rather as a form of balance. After all, as both races' primary gods, the Emperor had many sons, while the Traveler lacked a capable direct descendant, a disadvantage. As for the Eldar's gift, it was purely for the sake of establishing good relations.

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"Dorn, your mouth is really annoying, but sometimes what you say is right." Perturabo suddenly said to Jonson. As a Primarch who had received part of the gifts from the Lord of Radiance, he felt the Lord's arrival the first time when the Lord of Radiance approached here.

"A powerful existence, stronger than the Ran Dan main brain I have ever seen, even far stronger!" Then it was Zhuang Sen, he also felt that a terrifying existence was approaching here.

"Our friend has returned, so let's prepare to welcome him," said Vukan.

"It seems, Perturabo, your plan has failed," Dorn said matter-of-factly, and this made Perturabo frown again.

"Perturabo, welcome your brother back." The Lion King stood up and took half a step back as a sign of respect for Perturabo, the landlord.

As the portal opened, the Lord of Radiance appeared before the Primarchs with a familiar appearance.

"Everyone, did you miss me when I was away?" The Lord of Glory greeted them first.

"Perturabo, you really didn't let me down. Now, you have adapted well to my gift." Looking at Boss Pi in front of him, the Lord of Radiance nodded with satisfaction and said.

"It's not a complicated thing. Your gift is nothing more than this." Perturabo said, and took the initiative to step forward and hug the Lord of Radiance tightly. A few tears flowed from his eyes and fell on the Lord of Radiance's shoulder.

"I hope you can get better in the future." The Lord of Glory patted the other person on the back and said.

"Jonson, congratulations on becoming a true Warmaster." The Lord of Radiance said after the two separated.

"It's just my support, brother." Zhuang Sen said with a smile as he shook hands with the Lord of Glory.

"Dorn, judging from your expression, I can predict that you and Perturabo must have had another argument." The Lord of Radiance looked at Dorn and then at Perturabo.

"I'm just telling the truth." Although Perturabo and Dorn in this dimension actually have a good relationship, there are always some signs of conflict between the two of them, which is harmless.

"Vokan! You are still so honest and kind-hearted among your brothers." Looking at the giant who was a head taller than him, the Lord of Glory greeted him.

"Haha. Thank you for your compliment, my friend." Wokan said with a smile.

The Lord of Radiance then saw the data plate that Perturabo had thrown on the table before, and as a former AI, he easily used his psychic power to understand the contents of this data plate.

"A set of textbooks and exam papers?" The Lord of Radiance revealed a look of surprise. He turned to Perturabo and said, "Brother, my good brother, how did you know I wanted to build the best academy in the galaxy?!"

"?!" Perturabo was stunned. He hadn't expected his plan to unexpectedly fulfill his friend's needs. The other three Primarchs beside him were even more bewildered. Somehow, they believed, some people had a tacit understanding.

"So, you're going to open an academy?" Perturabo asked.

"Yes, that has always been my wish. I've always believed that humanity should well pass on its knowledge and culture. What has allowed human civilization to continue to this day is not just human genes and ideas, but also technology, knowledge, and history. The key to the prosperity of civilization lies in the dissemination of knowledge. We shouldn't treat this knowledge as private property. We should hand it over to the right people at the right time, and then carry forward our civilization."

"Of course, this isn't just a school. It will also integrate industry, academia, and research. This school will have its own forging world, R&D department, and armed forces." The Lord of Radiance paused before continuing, "So, everyone, please support one."

"Do you have a detailed plan?" Perturabo said. "My legions and I will provide maximum support. The fleets and AI legions that previously belonged to you will remain under your command."

"That's the plan," the Lord of Radiance typed into the datapad. However, the first page immediately made Perturabo a bit withdrawn. The Lord of Radiance's first order of business was to construct a "war moon." It wasn't too large, just 1500 kilometers in diameter. This war moon, in both size and performance, was far less powerful than the original, but unfortunately, it still exceeded the current construction limits of the Imperium.

"This is truly a massive undertaking, difficult to complete even with Mars' production capacity. To create such a powerful creation would require the collaboration of several forge worlds, a dozen industrial worlds, and hundreds of other worlds," Zhuang Sen said after a moment's silence. (The author seems to have seen a tofu block saying that the completion of the Glorious Queen-class battleship Bladestorm occupied 5% of Mars' annual production capacity at the time.)

"And if you complete such a huge engineering project, it will undoubtedly challenge the status of Mars. Although Mars and even the Mechanicus are no longer indispensable to the Empire, this behavior may easily irritate the other party's sensitive nerves." Dorn said.

The Mechanicus couldn't stir up any more trouble. After all, its faith was now fragmented. Some of the Mechanicus believed in the Emperor, some in the Traveler, and still others in some more generalized Mechanical God. This had thrown the Mechanicus's faith system into disarray. As for the Archsages and Fabricator-Generals who understood that the God of All Machines might be a facade, they were actually easy to deal with. After all, they knew that their faith might be nothing, that they had no one behind them... Without the protection of a true God, they still wanted to compete with the Emperor and the Traveler? That was impossible.

This isn't a question of victory or defeat, but rather a question of loss and credibility. Is it possible to forcibly wipe out the Mechanicus? Of course, it's possible, but it's not worth it. And honestly, compared to most worlds in the Imperium, the Mechanicus's forge worlds are still quite capable and efficient. As for credibility, it's simple. Since the Emperor and the Mechanicus signed an agreement at the outset of the Great Crusade, providing them with technology and guaranteeing their rights in exchange for supplies, this agreement shouldn't be rescinded unless the other party has committed any wrongdoing.

Emperors and travelers can conquer the world with their fists, but after becoming the ones who make the rules, they must try their best to abide by the rules. Otherwise, some things may not be a big deal under normal circumstances, but may cause big trouble at certain times.

"No matter what, this is my brother's wish. The Iron Warriors will try their best to help him in advance. If there are any problems, we will solve them. As for the relationship with all parties, I don't think it is a problem." Perturabo said firmly. In his opinion, what the Lord of Radiance did was beneficial to the empire, and that was enough. As for someone who wanted to cause trouble, then just give it a try.

"I will support you," said Jonson.

"If there's anything you need to communicate, you can leave it to me," Dorn said. Although Dorn himself wasn't very good at socializing, the other brothers were even worse, so he could only do it reluctantly.

"I support it too, and so does the Salamander Legion, but our main method is this," said Vokan.

"Let's get started. I will first let 5 Iron Warriors follow you to do the relevant things." Perturabo said.

"Where did you get 5 men?" Dorn asked. After all, Perturabo had made it clear earlier that he only intended to have 5 men with him. Construction of the new Astronomican was already on the agenda.

"Then let's finish it first, and then split up into groups!" Perturabo said with a wave of his hand.

Chapter 467 The Beginning of a New Era 1

"Everything will be settled." Military Lord Tabor Ludovisia entered the palace. Today, several far-reaching matters would be finalized. He glanced at the nearby crowd of Space Marines, then shook his head. He then looked at another high-ranking Terran, Admiral of the Imperial Invincible Armada, Constantia Sudifarkan, who was surrounded by her subordinates. The latter, in turn, looked back at him.

"Dear Admiral, you must have heard some rumors before." Ludovisia stepped forward and said.

"Yes, the result is not very good, but it is acceptable. The legion will be split, but the size of the legion after the split will still be large, and many Space Marines will also be transferred to the management of the planet. It is foreseeable that in the future, the Space Marine Legion will still occupy an important position in the political map of the empire." Constanza said with a complicated tone.

The final split result has actually come out, which is similar to what Ramon said to Guilliman at the beginning. Each legion will be split according to needs, and then a three-level chapter system will be adopted according to different tasks. The first-class chapter has 5000 Space Marines, the second-class chapter has 2500 people, and the third-class chapter has 1000 people.

The legion can be allowed to be overstaffed within a certain range. For example, the number of canned personnel in a first-class regiment cannot exceed 7000. However, if this limit is exceeded, the excess personnel will be transferred out of the regiment, and the regiment itself will also be punished. After all, the traveler believes that the flexibility given to the regiment is large enough, but if some people do not want to be decent, then the traveler will help them to be decent.

The Black Shields' situation is somewhat unique, such as the Luna Wolves under Loken's command. They can be temporarily suspended during this wave of disbanding, as their numbers are small to begin with. Furthermore, the Supreme Being promised Loken a sub-sector as a fiefdom, and the remaining Luna Wolves' fiefdoms are insufficient. Therefore, they will be held for now. Supreme command of the Black Shields rests with the Imperial Core, independent of the Primarch.

Because Fulgrim, Alpharius, Magnus and others are guilty, they have to participate in the Expedition of Atonement for the time being, so their legions do not need to be split up for the time being.

Each of the separated Chapters would have its own homeworld. The management of this homeworld was determined as follows: If a Legion managed its own homeworld, the Empire would no longer provide supplies. The Chapter would operate the planet independently, responsible for its own profits and losses. Aside from a gene-seed tax, no other taxes would be levied.

Another way is that the chapter entrusts the management of the home planet to the empire. The empire manages and operates the planet in its own way, and the chapter will receive supplies and armaments that are no less than the chapter's average level. At the same time, the chapter also has the right to supervise and report on the administrative agencies of the planet. The planet still belongs to the chapter. The entrusted management requires an agreement to be signed, and there are also certain time limits. At present, it is generally signed for 100 years.

Some things are easier said than done. Generally speaking, it is questionable whether a planet can support a 5000-man regiment, even if its satellites are included.

Anyway, if a commander from a strong infrastructure group had extensive experience and the planet had decent resources, they might be able to be self-sufficient. However, for the likes of the White Scars and the Raven Guard, it would be quite difficult to sustain them. Therefore, there weren't many true First-Class Chapters that managed their own planets.

After a battle, if a chapter can achieve sufficient merit, then the chapter level can be upgraded. No matter what, since the traveler has drawn up different levels, there should be a goal for the people below to strive for, right? If there are serious problems, there will be a demotion, and if there is betrayal, the chapter will be revoked directly.

There are also relatively specific regulations on the action planning of the regiment. Basically, a thousand-man regiment can stroll around freely, a second-class regiment can stroll around freely within the star zone, and if a first-class regiment involves large-scale operations of the entire regiment, it must inform the governor of the star region, and then the governor of the star region will inform the Emperor's Chamberlain.

When a Primarch is in charge of a Legion, these Chapters formed after the First Founding can maintain a relatively close relationship with the parent Chapter. However, when the Primarch is unable to command the Legion for any reason, the Chapter's supreme command rests with the Emperor's Chamberlain, while general affairs are still handled by temporary commanders selected by the Legion. Upon the Primarch's return, command is returned.