Chapter 127 The signing of the 'Peace Treaty of Mangxing City'
"Thor! Stop! Stop!"
Kalki pulled the reins tightly with his left hand, hugged Anita tightly with his right hand, and straightened his body with excellent balance on the fast-moving horse.
After Thor came to an emergency stop within a short distance of only one meter in front of the cliff, the out-of-control Gaia horse flew down the high cliff and made a loud noise more than ten seconds later, echoing throughout the whole place.
Valley.
The white horse's hoofs were flying in the air, supported by its hind legs. Thor made a proud neigh, and his silver mane flew proudly. Kalki's body was upright, holding the third lady's body and pressing forward, fearing that she would fall off the horse.
Back.
All this happened so quickly, everyone who witnessed it was stunned.
Although the rich often hunt on horseback, the Gaia Hunting Horse is just a luxury car they can ride on. They have never seen such exquisite classical equestrianism.
They had heard that the Platos could not ride horses because the doctrine prohibited the control and enslavement of animals, but they actually saw in a Platonic general the figure of the ancient knights who traveled across Eurasia.
Letting the horse's feet fly into the air was a standard move for ancient generals to inspect the battlefield from a high place. However, the so-called Gaia nobles no longer knew how to do it. Instead, they transformed the horses into puppet horses with manipulated nerves. In the so-called noble style, they
In the fox hunting sport, what fascinates is the pleasure of the strong trampling on the weak.
"Huh-ouch-"
Guillaume de Longueville let out a long breath. Just now he almost fainted from nervousness while watching the tense chase scene. Only today did he realize that Anita was so important to him.
"It's so scary!... It was so scary just now, I thought I was going to die..." The third lady hugged Kalki and cried, she was too scared, too scared.
"You are safe, Anita." Kalki was adjusting his breathing. After such a fierce flight and tense rescue, he was also panting rapidly, but he also patted her back gently, as if to comfort her.
She.
Anita couldn't help but lay on his chest and cried loudly, feeling like she was wiping her tears and nose on his gorgeous clothes. Her father disliked her because she had no aristocratic temperament and her movements were not elegant at all. If it were another person,
Angela, she will definitely cry so sweetly that the flowers will rain.
The bodyguards on hover motorcycles arrived immediately, and Kalki immediately pushed the third lady away and jumped off the horse.
He was afraid that someone would see the misunderstanding and slander him with rumors. Since he understood that military commanders sometimes have no control over their fate, he has become more cautious.
Hurt.
"Great! Miss Third...you are not injured!"
"Your horse has fallen to death. You need a full body check. Let's go to the service car quickly."
These bodyguards in dark black uniforms rushed over and wanted to take the third lady immediately for medical examination and treatment.
"No! I don't want to go with them!" Anita refused stubbornly and turned to look at the leader.
When Kalki embraced her as a protector, she felt the most solid sense of security for the first time. She had never felt any sense of security in Flower Villa or in boarding school. Since she came to this world,
I feel like I have never been kindly treated by fate, and I have never felt the warm affection from my closest parents and sisters.
Because of the intense exercise, this Platonic knight is so hot and fragrant. The touch of his body is hard. Through the thick fabric, you can still feel the rise and fall of the tight muscles all over his body, full of a feeling that radiates from the inside out.
He has a sense of strength, as if he is the enemy of the whole world, and he can deal with it calmly.
"Go! Anita," he spoke with a sense of command, but his blue eyes were extremely bright and kind, as if they were the sky that enveloped everything, "Each of us must return to our own world to grow.
, to fight."
"Plato, can I see you again?" she asked.
"I think you are a girl who is incompatible with the people around you, so you are very lonely." Kalki stretched out his hand to her and motioned for her to take his hand to dismount, "I am willing to be a knight for the weak and lonely people. When you need it,
When the time comes, as long as I can, I am willing to do my best to help you."
Anita took his strong hand and jumped off the horse.
Her legs were still a little soft, and she felt unsteady when she stepped on the ground. She was less than 1.6 meters tall and could only raise her head high and look at the regiment leader who was 30 centimeters taller than her. It turned out that his heart and his
The appearance is equally extraordinary and noble.
"Everyone has obligations that they have to shoulder, and there are battles that cannot be escaped. You and I are the same." Kalki looked into her dark brown eyes, "Goodbye, Miss Three."
Anita raised her head high and saw in his beautiful and deep eyes not the triumphant arrogance of a victor, but in fact, a somewhat sad soul.
"Captain Kalki, goodbye..."
The girl wearing a pair of rabbit ears reluctantly left in an airship-like hovercar escorted by her bodyguards and entourage.
"Thor, thank you!" Kalki stroked Sol gently. He always spoke German to the horses. Sol seemed to like this too, and nuzzled him gently.
Without the strong and enterprising spirit of horses, today would undoubtedly lead to tragedy. Animals are man’s best friends and should be treated well.
"Take Sol back. It has exhausted its strength today and needs a good rest."
He ordered Longueville's servants to take Saul away and use a small transport ship to transport Baijun back to the stable.
He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked towards the place where Gaia's horse fell.
What has fallen is the unbridled desire of humans to harm, use and control other animals, while true kindness - kindness to animals and others will ultimately prevail.
The extraordinary Presidential Office of the Tower of Babel was crowded with people. On this side was a super-high-rise fully transparent hall. He Meili, the president of the Gaia coalition government, and Kalki, the head of the Plato mission, signed a peace agreement between the two parties. p>
The way humans sign peace treaties does not seem to have changed much in the space age. They just use special paper that cannot be burned or soaked in water. The treaties are written in Gaian, Chinese, English and Plato.
Kalki, wearing a long "Sherwani" fleet uniform, used a special soft pen to solemnly sign his name in Plato.
Plato's official documents maintain the Eastern right-to-left form, which is very ancient[1]. Kalki signed his name from right to left in this way, with flying letters. To the Gaians, it was like ancient times.
The mysterious symbol.
President He Meili looked particularly dignified in a three-dimensional black suit with a string of exquisite pearl necklaces around her neck. She also signed the signature neatly.
The female president looked at General Plato opposite her, and realized that Kalki was staring at her with a cold expression that made her shudder, with a hint of murderous intent.
Kalki stood up and looked down at President Gaia, who was very short compared to him.
"Priestess." He said softly.
"My Lord." He Meili smiled slightly, appearing unafraid.
She thought: Kalki is indeed very smart, a typical Platonic person with superior intelligence and intuition, and he recognized her immediately.
"Why did you abandon our beautiful heroine? The goddess's heart was broken because of this." Her voice was very soft, with a sense of dignity.
"I have always been a Platonic general. I cannot betray my 'father'."
"Gods have no identity, let alone a fatherland. You don't have a father, do you?"
Kalki was silent. During this conversation, which only two people heard, they had already exchanged the peace treaty of Star City with the help of a group of assistants, which was closed like an exquisite book.
"The world is unkind and treats the people as stupid dogs, but I can't do it. It's too difficult to completely forget my friends and hometown and betray my oath of loyalty..."
This soft conversation in Plato took place amidst applause and soft cheers, which seemed particularly strange.
What kind of systems are Plato and Gaia? Even Kalki was confused.
He was bred to fight the Gaians. His first battlefield at the age of 18 was a bloody battle for the Keto base.
He seemed to have been pulled from this peaceful and joyful scene full of flowers to the scene of a fierce battle in which he faced Gaian artillery fire for the first time in his life.
Countless drones poured laser beams overhead, and the two sides were like mincing meat. The display screen in front of him showed blood and body parts splattering everywhere. It was impossible to tell who was a Gaian or a Plato among the dead.
It is unclear whether they were killed by the enemy or by heavy artillery fire and shells from our own side.
Isn’t it a joke to these fallen soldiers? Plato and Gaia’s top floor turned out to be a family.
He was afraid that Xuanji was a trap paved with flowers, and he was afraid that their love would harm the Tao and doctrines that he and his comrades had sacrificed their lives to uphold...
All dharmas are empty, but it is too difficult to accept them.
Wearing fleet ceremonial attire, Kalki stood straight and looked even more majestic and tall next to the petite female president.
However, he knew in his heart that only by standing upright like this would the shawl on his left shoulder not fall off at will. Such a uniform is like Plato's consistent spirit:
Incomparably beautiful, extremely noble, yet extremely harsh and cruel.
Under the transparent glass curtain wall on the other side, many, many people gathered under the Tower of Babel, and the crowds were crowded. The Gaians were protesting with unusually noisy enthusiasm that the politicians had made too many concessions in the peace treaty with the Platos.
"He Meili steps down!"
"Shameless politicians, bent on betraying the country!"
"It's so shameless to ignore the casualties of soldiers on the front line!"
Everyone is roaring and venting.
This is this world, which is always in constant opposition and conflict. The energy of the universe seems to be completely out of balance.
Then, a cold autumn rain hit Mangxing City, raging from west to east in the vast urban area.
In the wind and rain, the marchers who gathered in front of the Tower of Babel to protest against the signing of the Treaty of Shame with the Platos threw away a lot of domestic garbage. The garbage bags were blown far away by the strong wind against the gray city background.
Municipal robots and various machines are busy cleaning back and forth across tens of thousands of square meters.
The show ended and everything was deserted.
This is Gaia, this is Star City.
Oyama Bookstore still has bright and clean windows, with green bamboo leaves inserted into imitation Ru kiln porcelain vases, conveying its elegant cultural sentiments to all who pass by.
It was blurry outside the window, and it was raining heavily. The weather in this city is always so extreme, and it comes and goes in a hurry, just like the people here.
Xuanji, wearing a work apron, worked alone in the bookstore. She was busy organizing the bookshelves and moving books around.
The bookstore located on the upper floor has a special glass door that serves as an emergency exit facing the outside, so that in the event of an emergency, a hover vehicle can come to the rescue. The blurry light in the afternoon shines through the door, covering her busy figure.
"Huh... not many of these books have been sold." She said softly to herself, looking at so many books on the floating trolley, and the bookshelf was too full.
Since the economy has been severely depressed, business has become worse and worse, and rents have increased. Mr. Weishan has become more and more worried. He may not be able to afford renting in such a remote location. Weishan Bookstore may have to be moved to a warehouse without a storefront.
Shop.
Seeing the old man murmuring in pessimism and disappointment, Xuanji felt a little sad. She only received a symbolic payment, basically helping the old man manage the bookstore for free.
Everything in this world is in decline, as if it is heading towards the end of everything.
Xuanji melancholy looked at the stormy Zhongmanxing City through the glass door. The tall buildings outside the window showed a cold gray feeling in the heavy rain. It was like a gray alien forest, everything was cold.
Today, she saw Kalki on the news. He was wearing the ceremonial uniform of Plato's high-ranking officer. He was handsome and majestic. But for some reason, the crazy obsession with him suddenly became much better. This extremely handsome man
General Plato has nothing to do with her, everything is over...
There was a clear doorbell, and the automatic door of the bookstore had the reminder of an old-fashioned shop. Because the bookshelves were sorting books inside, Xuanji had no time to pay attention. There were very few customers in the bookstore today, only three or four people quietly flipping through books.
Book, everything is quiet, so quiet that you can faintly hear the rapid sound of rain.
"You can only go to the special price section inside for slow-selling books." She muttered, busy stacking the slow-selling books into a pile, and then took the piled high books in her hands and moved them to the special price section.<
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Maybe she always felt too depressed. She was in a hurry today. The top book suddenly fell to the ground while moving because the cover was too slippery. She put the pile of books aside and hurried to pick it up.
This is a book introducing Manese's manuscripts. The memory seems to be triggered in an instant. When Kalki came to this bookstore, they were reading this book together. She unconsciously turned the book that fell on the ground with her hands.
I turned around and came to the page about the Teutonic Knight Tannhäuser.
You are a Teutonic Knight.
I can get married, and I will get married soon.
She thought about the easy bickering with each other, so she pointed at the picture with the book, and they were both so childish at the time.
She could never forget how he looked at that time, wearing a white shirt and a dark coat, with short blond hair, like a Gaian, but with his unique noble and elegant temperament.
Xuanji was absent-minded for a moment. She squatted down and looked down at the pages of the book. She didn't notice someone walking towards her.
[1] Platonic, like Hebrew and ancient Chinese, are written from right to left.