After thoroughly enjoying the afternoon tea provided by Zeke, Guilliman finally remembered why he came here; he was supposed to return to Terra.
But for some reason, seeing Zeke calmly sitting there, eating afternoon tea...
Guilliman was also very calm now. He unhurriedly put down his cup and wiped his mouth.
Having completed this series of actions, he slowly spoke.
"Hello, esteemed heir of House Yaeger, how should I address you?"
Guilliman's tone was exceptionally respectful. He was a man from the Great Crusade era.
He understood better than anyone else in the Imperium of Man what House Yaeger represented, and what level of existence this powerful family truly was.
Zeke keenly noticed something amiss with Guilliman's tone, but he didn't ask further.
After all, the family's secrets would slowly be revealed to him later; there was no need to rush.
"You can just call me Zeke. But speaking of which, your father, the Emperor, and I are peers. You can call me 'uncle,' or perhaps you'd prefer to be peers with your father and me?"
Looking at the man who might become the Imperial Regent, Zeke couldn't help but tease him and joke around.
However, to Zeke's surprise, Guilliman was incredibly adaptable. As soon as Zeke finished speaking, he immediately added a line.
"Alright, Uncle Zeke. No problem, Uncle."
"Pfft—"
In an instant, the water Zeke had just drunk was directly spat out.
Now it was Zeke's turn to be embarrassed.
Well, what he said was correct.
He and the Emperor were peers, but with such a big man like Guilliman calling him 'uncle,' he couldn't quite keep a straight face.
"Alright, alright, don't call me that. You can just call me Zeke."
Zeke quickly indicated to Guilliman not to call him that. He didn't want to become an 'uncle' at such a young age.
Undoubtedly, Guilliman's shameless behavior defeated Zeke.
Zeke felt that joking with this guy was simply a waste of time.
"Shall we continue with the main topic now?
You're here to see me because you want to return to Terra, right?
No problem. A small fleet will be dispatched to escort you, and you can bring your current warships with you."
"In addition to that, I will leave you 400 Custodians to protect your safety."
Zeke quickly finished relaying the arrangements for Guilliman, while also leaving him 400 Custodians.
After all, he was the future Imperial Regent, so leaving him some protective forces was perfectly fine.
The number of Custodians was constantly increasing. Zeke had already begun to expand his Custodian forces after his Custodian troops in Stellaris arrived.
While a powerful Custodian force like the Terran Dominion's was not so easy to build, Custodians in the conventional sense were easier to manufacture.
Upon hearing this, Guilliman was naturally beaming with joy.
With the protection of Custodians, it was different. Zeke's Custodians seemed even stronger than his father's Custodians.
Guilliman had never considered whether House Yaeger would be detrimental to the Imperium of Man, because it was meaningless.
House Yaeger did not care about the Imperium of Man.
After he returned to the Emperor's side, he had already figured out the purpose of this ancient family: they didn't care about the Imperium of Man; they only cared about humanity itself.
Every faction within the entire Imperium of Man might pose a threat to the human race, but this ancient family alone would not.
Otherwise, the Imperium of Man would not have been able to exist at all.
When a powerful force possesses sufficient military strength to easily overthrow the Imperium of Man, Guilliman would not even consider if they were detrimental to the Imperium of Man.
"Oh, and one more thing. When you return to the Imperium of Man, remember to deal with those high lords. As for the Segmentum Obscurus, I'll temporarily manage it for you. Any problems?"
Zeke wouldn't come for nothing; he definitely needed something as compensation.
If he hadn't met Guilliman before, or rather, if he hadn't encountered those daemon before, he wouldn't have even brought this up. But now it was different.
He had actually encountered daemons while saving Guilliman, which undoubtedly served as another warning to Zeke.
Now he was truly nearing his wit's end. In front, the Tyranid Swarm was potentially appearing in an endless stream, and now daemons had emerged from behind.
What was going on?
Were these guys trying to start some kind of 'throne brawl'? This was simply outrageous!
Guilliman heard Zeke's words, paused for a moment, and then spoke.
"I am but a humble Primarch, without such high status and position to promise you such a large territory."
"However, I believe that if you wish to obtain sovereignty over the Segmentum Obscurus, you don't need to explain it to me. You only need to propose it.
House Yaeger itself is the Governor family of the Segmentum Obscurus. If you wish to reclaim sovereignty over the Segmentum Obscurus, who in the Imperium of Man would dare to resist? And who would object?"
"Throughout the entire Imperium of Man, as long as House Yaeger Dominion its intention to retake control of the Segmentum Obscurus, I believe neither the high lord nor anyone else would have any objections."
For the first part of the statement, Zeke had originally intended to tell him that his father would appoint him as Imperial Regent.
But after hearing the latter part, Zeke was stunned; now it was his turn to be taken aback.
His family was the Governor of the Segmentum Obscurus? How could this be?
His family was merely a small knight house.
Although this knight house had perhaps too many secrets and didn't look like a knight house at all.
Zeke was stunned, mainly because he truly hadn't expected his family to have such a glorious past.
While the power his family displayed didn't seem like that of an ordinary knight house, he still hadn't imagined that the Segmentum Obscurus originally belonged to House Yaeger.
Of course, this wasn't Zeke's fault; it was mainly because he had hardly ever paid attention when reading the family chronicle, or rather, he had always only looked at the table of contents.
And he hadn't even looked at the very ancient parts of the table of contents, only going back two or three thousand years.
At most, he had looked back 5,000 years; he had never even flipped past anything from before 6,000 years ago.
When he was a child, he had to chant these things, which he couldn't avoid, but later on, how could he possibly continue to obediently chant them?
Each time, he would just put on a show, muttering a few lines, and that was it. It was precisely because of this that Zeke knew very little about his own family.
Of course, that's not entirely accurate; he at least knew the history from 4,000 years onward like the back of his hand, but anything before 4,000 years, he hadn't bothered to look at.
Guilliman saw Zeke's expression and understood that the heir of House Yaeger opposite him probably had no understanding of his own family at all.
However, he didn't say anything further. After all, who would want to read a 20,000-year-long family chronicle?
Having received Zeke's promise, Guilliman naturally didn't stay long with Zeke. He now needed to gather his forces and return to Holy Terra.