She walked into the center of the energy circle without hesitation, as if she was thrown into endless darkness, as if she was swallowed by a black hole.

The two maids stared at her back in a daze, and silver light flowed on her body. In an instant, her figure was torn into countless overlapping afterimages, and then turned into nothingness and completely disappeared.

In just one second, Xuan Ji was already in a silent dark bedroom. A strong sense of sleepiness surged towards her, causing her thinking to stagnate. The breath of the sleeping White Tiger Knight was so familiar, similar to Karki, but not...

She held her breath slightly, her eyes quickly adapted to the darkness, and the surrounding environment gradually emerged. The four walls of the room were composed of intelligent deformation nanoplate, and the deep dark silver surface swallowed all the light, as if it was the armor inside the warship. What was incompatible with it was the bed placed in the center of the room - it was not a common carrier-based dormant cocoon, but a low, simple but strangely comfortable bed.

Loomingly, she could see a tall and burly man sleeping in it, covering him with a velvety black tactical blanket, rising and falling with his faint breath.

Gaia is in the darkest night, the power struggle is reaching its peak, all troops have entered the first-level combat readiness state, and all generals are waiting for the power to be reshuffled after dawn - however, there is actually an admiral who is slept with his head covering?!

Xuan Ji raised her feet and took a light step forward. In an instant, a low-frequency beep sound rang out, and the walls flashed.

Oops!—

Xuan Ji's heart tightened. The next second, the guards outside the door sensed an abnormality and rushed into the room neatly. The fully armed mecha infantry carried cold murderous intent, and the weapons locked her in her position. The heavy metal steps trembled in the narrow space.

She suddenly turned around and prepared to fight.

However, before she could even take action, a huge force suddenly locked her from behind - an iron-cast arm that accurately wrapped around her waist, like an unshakable shackle, imprisoning her entire body in a hard embrace.

"…Kumara! Kumara of Gowanda! I'll ask for help!"

She yelled in Plato when she could be shot and killed by the guards at any time.

"Williams, you guys go out."

Carl Zimmermann's voice was low and lazy. He pulled the velvet blanket to cover his lower body, and waved his hand lazily at the guard captain, his posture as if everything was under control.

"Admiral! We must interrogate her! Unidentified intruders break into your room-"

"No need." Zimmerman yawned, stretched out his hand and casually stroked the black hair that was sleeping in a mess, looking careless. He walked to the bedside table, turned out a cigarette box in sterling silver, flicked it open, took out a cigarette, and picked up the gold lighter, "Maybe it's here to get the support, this girl... Maybe I forgot?"

The guards looked at each other, and although they were suspicious, they obeyed the order, quickly withdrew, and closed the door heavily.

Everything happened too quickly, and before Xuan Ji could even speak, all the prepared words completely dissipated.

Zimmerman sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a wisp of gray-white smoke, squinted his eyes and looked at the strange beauty in front of him. She was wearing a cloak, and the details of the dress were exquisitely luminous, amazingly beautiful and extraordinary.

"I just want to have a good sleep."

He threw the lighter on the table, and the light sensed the change in the breath in the room, and automatically lit it a little, and soft light emerged, outlining his sharp and exhausted outline.

Xuan Ji stared at the man. He had deep eyes, his strong muscles stretched smoothly on his body with clear lines, and his slightly curled hair spread from his broad chest to his strong abdomen. He didn't care about his half-naked state, leaning on the sofa casually, with a sense of unrestrained and dangerous relaxation. Although silver threads had appeared in his temples and the years had carved some marks on his face, while he was swallowing clouds and mist, the face exuded a cold beauty that was almost classical sculpture at a certain angle.

She couldn't help but think of Kalki.

But Kalki is different. Her leader always has some unspeakable sensitivity and reserve, and never reveals such presumptuousness and indifference in front of strangers.

"Who are you?" Zimmermann flicked the ashes gently, with a deep look, "What do you want to do?"

His voice was neither urgent nor alert, and even his interest was almost cold, as if her sudden intrusion was nothing but an insignificant encounter, and he could decide at any time whether the conversation was worth continuing.

Xuan Ji took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"I am the queen of Gaia, the mistress of Mandaan Palace, General Zimmerman." She said repeatedly with a pitiful and majestic demeanor, "I need your help. The rebels are about to overthrow the coalition government. I ask you to lead the Skeleton Knights to protect President He Meili. If the mob succeeds, she will die in the chaos."

Her voice was clear but with a hint of imperceptible rush. This was not only her plea, but also a life-and-death transaction.

However, Zimmerman smiled. He clamped the cigarette in his hand to his fingertips, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, as if forcing himself to wake up.

"As long as you send troops to protect President He Meili, the coalition government will grant you the rank of marshal." Xuan Ji tried hard to remain calm, but his voice trembled involuntarily, "Believe me..."

Zimmerman smiled softly, and a wisp of white smoke spewed out from his breath.

"Felix is ​​not crazy, nor lie," he said casually. "He always said that the Gaia coalition government will sooner or later fall into the hands of a group of cult women."

Xuan Ji's fingertips tensed in an instant.

"You also joined the 'Stone Club'?"

"No, I've been there a few times." Zimmermann turned his head slightly and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa. "I don't like doing business, nor do I like that smell. The White Tiger Knights Gaia Division..." He paused and sneered, "Their chattering Aryan theory of blood looks even more ridiculous than you are now."

His laughter was low, with careless mockery.

Xuan Ji's heart sank slightly.

She finally realized that this man's sense of relaxation did not come from indifferent to everything, but about absolute confidence in his own strength.

"If you don't take me seriously, you don't care about Gaia's life and death."
Chapter completed!