[Based on your understanding of the various information about Holy Terra. ]
[On Holy Terra today, if we don't consider the hundreds of billions of ordinary people and officials of all sizes, the only upper-class nobles can be simply divided into three factions.]
[Based on whether or not they support the abolition of the Imperial Guards Restrictions, those who support the abolition are the reformists, those who do not support the abolition are the conservatives, and the rest are the centrists who do not want to do either. ]
[The representatives of the conservative faction are the former Minister of the Interior, a Martian Casting General who is so huge that he needs eight cranes to move, the former Pope of the State Religion, the Marshal of the Ministry of Justice, the Grand Master of the Assassin Court, the Chief Steward of the Astronomican Hall, and several former or current High Lords.]
[The one who jumped the most was the former Minister of the Interior who summoned your Minotaurs to help the Emperor to "clean up the court", and he was also one of the first targets you planned to eliminate.]
[The representative of the reformists is the Lord of the Star Language Hall. ]
[This is the only Alpha-class psyker in the human empire who needs two untouchables to suppress his psyker power all year round to prevent him from accidentally burning others. It was he who fought side by side with the returning Guilliman and figured out the Black Legion's plot to besiege Terra. It is also said that this lord is responsible for filling the Golden Throne with psykers.]
[In addition, the Navigator Envoy is a radical among the reformists. He advocates the abolition of all ancient doctrines that hinder the Empire's war potential. If necessary, he is one of the supporters that you, the Primarch, can win over.]
[The rest, such as the spokesperson of the Chartered Merchant Captains Corps, the Admiral of the Imperial Navy, the Prime Minister of the Imperial Parliament, the new Pope of the State Religion, the new Minister of the Interior, etc., are all reformists. ]
[Of course, there are also middle parties such as the Mechanicus, the Inquisition, and the Knights, who have never intervened between the two sides. ]
[As for military power, let's not talk about the Imperial Guard stationed on Terra for now. The Imperial Fists and the Imperial Guards, plus your Minotaurs, are the living force on Holy Terra that can decide everything.]
[This is also one of the reasons why you handed over a parchment scroll that recorded the chapter's covert communication channel to the captain of the Imperial Fists' third company.]
[As long as you can unite the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Fists to provide you with the necessary assistance, you can go all out to massacre Terra's bureaucracy.]
[It's a pity that you didn't come in person this time, otherwise everything would have gone much more smoothly.]
[However, if a lost Primarch returns to the human empire, the waves that will be stirred up again may be more serious than when Guilliman returns.]
[At this moment, a low-ranking official suddenly appeared and blocked your entire team's advance.]
[You drive the Terminator armor forward, looking down at the opponent through the helmet eyepiece.]
[The junior official licked his cracked lips nervously before tremblingly handing you a bound parchment scroll.]
[You took it and opened it, and inside was a transfer order from the former Minister of the Interior.]
[You sneered slightly, then turned around and ordered a hundred Primaris Astartes to follow the junior officials in front of them to a hidden location to provide "close protection" to the conservative members.]
["Master, shouldn't you go there in person?" The junior officer saw that only a hundred Astartes had formed a line, and he subconsciously looked at your tall figure and asked in confusion.]
["Tell that gentleman that I'm very busy right now." You said without turning your head. ]
[In fact, compared to immediately clearing out those high lords who instigated the rebellion. ]
[Your most urgent task at the moment is to eliminate the rampage of many evil cults and save the ordinary civilians trapped in the hive city. ]
[Soon after, you quickly led four companies of Primaris to the previously scheduled location.]
[The public appearance of a large number of Astartes on the streets of Terra has indeed caused fear and disgust among many ordinary people. ]
[To some extent, the ordinary civilians of Holy Terra have never escaped the sense of crisis brought about by the Horus Heresy.]
[This is also the real reason why you lead a group of Primaris recruits instead of the veterans of the chapter.]
[Compared to the cold-blooded killing machines that have been through many battles, the newly minted Primaris, who still have some human touch, may be one of the ways to reduce the disgust and resentment of the Terran people. ]
[You looked through the helmet goggles and scanned the ordinary civilians hiding in the shadows of the buildings. They had stubborn expressions but were dressed in tattered clothes. Compared to the cultists who were cruelly sacrificed in the Lion's Gate Battle and the large number of innocent civilians who were destroyed by the brutal war, these people were undoubtedly lucky.]
[But at the same time, they are also unfortunate, because apart from the Lord of Humanity who is trapped on the Golden Throne and suffering extreme pain, there are very few people in the entire Holy Terra who really care about their lives. ]
["I am Moloch, Chapter Master of the Minotaurs. Now I am here at the Emperor's call and command to quell the cult chaos on Holy Terra. We are the Emperor's angels of death and the only saviors you can trust!"]
[You speak loudly to the ordinary people around you in a low voice.]
[However, perhaps your murderous aura as an Astartes is too strong, or perhaps your voice is a little too loud. ]
[In short, your brief speech did not achieve any effect. Instead, many ordinary people looked at you more vigilantly.]
[You thought about it for a moment and quickly changed your strategy between words.]
["Do you want clean water and an endless supply of food?"]
[You suddenly spoke to the people around you. ]
[At this moment, you can clearly see that most of the ordinary civilians subconsciously swallow their saliva.]
[Holy Terra is a hive world, not an agricultural or industrial world. The living conditions of most ordinary people here are even more difficult and worse than those of hive workers on many planets.]
["We can talk about the cultists later. Now, I need you to tell me where those hive gangs that always bully you are!"]
[You shook your metal helmet slightly, and asked loudly to the people around you in a voice as gentle as possible.]
[At this moment, some people obviously hesitated for a moment, while others were stunned for a moment, and then their foreheads were instantly covered with cold sweat.]
[At this moment, a skinny boy with a frown on his face raised a shriveled hand covered in mud and asked in a low voice in your direction: "I know the locations of many nest gangs... Angel, can I get some extra food and fresh water?"]
[You suddenly turned your metal helmet, and quickly drove the Terminator armor forward, looking down at the other person's slightly deformed head due to malnutrition.]
[Instantly, within a radius of 100 meters, all ordinary civilians except the skinny boy quickly retreated to the rear as if avoiding the plague god.]
[Wearing a metal helmet, you took a deep breath, and your huge metal body slowly knelt on one knee, then you gently lifted the trembling skinny boy to the side of your ceramic steel arms and lifted him onto the heavy shoulder armor.]
["Let's go! Let's go steal other people's food and fresh water!"]
[You slightly turned your metal helmet and spoke softly to the skinny boy with a dull expression.]
["Remember, this is just a small appetizer!"]
['The Minotaur has come! Holy Terra will be at peace! The Minotaur has come! The Emperor's Angels will be here!']
["All Astartes, follow me and attack!"]
[At this moment, as the skinny boy who was supported by you on the heavy shoulder armor showed an extremely excited smile for the first time, the numb expressions of countless Terran people began to relax, and the fire of hope seemed to be rekindled in the depths of their cold eyes! ]
[Perhaps, this strange angel from the Astartes is different! ]
Thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)