The sound of his movements was very soft. He was originally the male owner of this house and did not trigger any alarms.
"Aga...Where's Mira..." Her voice was trembling, and she was sensitive to the dangerous atmosphere.
She now trusts those two intelligent robots more than the so-called husband in front of her.
They no longer disturbed them. He didn't speak, but stared at her with his luminous blue eyes, like staring at his prey.
"...You should take a bath..." Her voice was timid, trying to express her concern for his miserable appearance, but in this big house late at night, only the big bed where she slept could provide rest.
"My name is Kalki." He introduced himself to her in a low voice. A drop of water dripped from his long eyelashes, but he remained unmoved and did not blink.
"I also have a name called 'Son of Sirius'... Most Plato people don't know who their parents are, but I know who my father is because Ashla is so famous. He is Plato's father for four hundred years.
The best general in the world, the brilliance of one person is enough to eclipse the stars in the sky."
He paused and looked at her soft look. She was indeed a quiet and intelligent girl who had been listening to him.
"You think I am a good general, but I have always been in the shadow of my father. In his short life, Ashla received two laurel crowns, a corn seedling crown and an oak leaf crown[1]. I'm afraid I won't win again.
There is no such great warrior who can rival him... I am his only child, and the bloodline of Sirius should also have hair as pure as gold and eyes as blue as the sky, just like the legendary Aryan Protoss..." When he said this, he lowered his head and his facial muscles became stiff. So the girl in his heart was left out of his life.
"My wife, come, let us perform the duties of Plato's nobles."
He waved sideways carelessly, and a small floating mobile table came to the bedside. There was a tray on it, and there were two exquisite crystal goblets on the tray, which contained crystal clear amber liquid.
"No, Kalki..." She understood what he meant and suddenly became frightened, "I have read the letter, and I understand you now..."
This time he was stunned for a moment.
"No one wants to be forced to... I am the same. I am also a human being. When I get married, I think I can get all the respect and love from my husband. I don't want to be treated as a breeding object. I don't want to
I force you to love me!"
"It's too late now for whatever emotions we have in our hearts." He frowned unconsciously, showing the calm and pragmatic expression of a frontline commander.
"Look!" He stretched out his slender arms and showed her the two glasses of wine. "They moved away my furniture, but left behind a letter and two glasses of aphrodisiac."
Aphrodisiac - when she heard this word, her face turned red and she hugged her body more tightly.
He strode towards her, leaving a series of wet footprints on the floor. He walked up to her, roughly hooked her chin with his hand, and stared at her pale and small face in the dark night. Yerou looked even more beautiful in the night, with the moist wind gently blowing her curly blond hair. Even the most picky beauty critic could not find any flaws in her appearance. If a woman were a horse, Yerou would be worthy of him.
, she will definitely give birth to exceptionally beautiful children.
He waved his hand, and the floating table floated over again.
"Take it!" He couldn't help but put a wine glass containing a light pink liquid into her hand, and then he picked up a glass of light blue liquid and drank it in one gulp.
Then, he threw it hard on the bedside in front of her, causing the crystal glass to scatter in all directions.
Yerou was startled and held the cup in her hand tightly even more neurotically.
"Drink quickly!" Kalki ordered her again in a stiff tone.
"No! I won't drink!" She had a child-like stubbornness, and her appearance had not yet shed its girlish look, which aroused his desire to conquer.
Seeing her trying to get up and put the wine glass back on the floating table, he quickly snatched the wine glass from her hand. She screamed "Ah" and the light pink liquid in the glass spilled everywhere.
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During the pushing, she lost her center of gravity and fell backwards on the bed, while he snatched the exquisite crystal cup. He pinched it with his slender fingers, stood on the edge of the bed, and looked at her panicked coldly.
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The shadow of his figure casts on Ye Rou, who is wearing exquisite white gauze pajamas, like a white lamb on the altar.
"I beg you, Captain Kalki..." She seemed to understand what was going to happen. Tears were in her eyes, and her vision was blurry, but the wine glass in his hand was shining in the night.
He threw the wine glass to the ground violently with his right hand, making a loud and clear shattering sound, piercing the silence of the night, and countless shining broken glass shards flying out like stars.
As hot as the flame of love is, so cold is the ashes.
If his first love with Xuanji can start and end well, maybe his state of mind will always stay in that young knight living in Bukhara, wearing a blue Sheva robe, walking as fast as flying to the elf's library to read, and on the long mountain road, but he
Tirelessly, standing on the top of the cliff, overlooking everything, like the master of the universe.
I carry the figure of the black-haired girl in my heart, she is so brave and good at fighting.
What is a woman? What a wonderful creature he has never understood; what is love? Why is it so difficult for him to restrain his passion?
Now, he knows all the answers, but it is so sad and melancholy.
The morning light penetrated into the hanging curtains. Yerou lay on the soft big bed and fell asleep, with her curly blond hair scattered on her smooth body and bedding and pillows, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
She woke up slowly, and there was no one on her pillow.
"...Kalki...?" She reached out and touched the place where he lay.
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"Mira...! Aga!" Her weak voice summoned the housekeeping robot, but there was no response.
After a night of passionate love, she was left alone in this empty marble palace.
Ye Rou put on a coat, and his lace nightgown had been torn into pieces.
She felt like her whole body was falling apart, as if she had been beaten hard, and every bone and muscle was in pain.
Is this love? Why does it bring such pain?
When she staggered to the large balcony outside the bedroom, the scenery here was excellent, and everything was enveloped in the freshness of the morning.
Various strange seabirds fly in groups in the distance, the turbulent waves of the sea appear blue, several large crimson ichthyosaurs roll playfully in the blue water, and the golden-red fish scales are reflected in the blue water and white light.
It is so eye-catching and bright against the background, and the chirping of seabirds seems to come from ancient times mixed with the gentle sound of waves.
The pleasant morning breeze blew, and the beautiful scenery of Anahita Sea soothed her heart.
What a strange feeling. The first night he ignored her, and the second night he made love to her almost all night long. It was the same kind of separation, and she finally became the wife of the hero in his heart.
, but he is not what she thinks he is.
Suddenly, a shadow quickly passed overhead.
When she looked up, she saw a brilliant golden-winged bird, like a ball of blazing flames. When its huge wings were spread out, it could cover half of the sky. It flew towards the morning light and landed on the edge of the headland not far away.
A tall man wearing a dark red robe jumped out from the bird's back. He was confident and strong, with long golden hair flying.
Then he seemed to be thanking Garuda, caressing the golden feathers around Garuda's expressive eyes like a horse, and they seemed so happy and connected.
Afterwards, the Garuda circled above his head several times before leaving, and he kept watching it and waving goodbye to it.
Ye Rou saw all this from a distance on the balcony, and she frowned sadly.
This loving and righteous man is also Kalki. She is the person closest to him in the world, but she doesn’t know him at all.
Kalki walked alone through the high dew-covered grassland, and his boots were wet.
Last night, he and Yerou had sex all night long, and he held her tightly. He finally became a real man, but not with his beloved Xuanji.
Under the light and shadow, the scenery of the Sarasvadi Bay area is magnificent and beautiful in his life. However, the loss of love made him feel melancholy.
He thought of the collection of love poems he had last read in Fei's library, and recited softly while hiking through the jungle:
"We fell in love in that bygone spring, by the water, on a day in May."
The palace-style luxurious residence, like all the Platonic residences, has no fences and is connected with nature. There are light and thin white pillars in the form of arches on both sides in the front, and a long pool behind it, Karl
Ji walked in.
"The apricot blossoms bloom, we smell happiness, in that passing spring..."
He saw Yerou sitting alone on a white backless bench from a distance. She had not dressed up and was only wearing a large bridal cloak. Her eyes were lowered, and her tired and pale face was stained with tears.<
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Yerou is gentle and obedient, but also sensitive and loves to cry. Unlike Xuanji, Xuanji is strong, brave and dangerous... riding a horse, wearing a red dress, full of energy, under the snow-capped mountains, taking away everything he has
Love...
He looked up at his wife and said the last sentence lonely: "We will never see each other again."
Yerou was immersed in her own sad little world, and she didn't realize it until Kalki approached her.
She blushed with embarrassment and quickly wrapped her coat tightly around her chest with her hands. Her skirt was completely torn by him last night. There was no one else here, so she wore nothing underneath.
This action made him feel very cute, and he thought that there were no more secrets and shyness between them.
"I'm back, Yerou."
He walked over tall and straight, pulled her to her feet with his right hand, and held her slender figure in his arms.
Yerou is very tall, maybe taller than Xuanji, and Logos asked them to be together to give birth to the next generation of perfect blond warriors.
His left hand took out a bouquet of wild white platycodon flowers from behind and solemnly gave it to her as a gift.
"This is what I saw when I was walking through the field. These flowers are as elegant as lilies, but more simple and lovely. They remind me of you." He said to her softly, looking like a reserved boy's school student, "I have grown up
Living in a purely male environment, I said that I only know how to fight and do not understand the relationship between men and women..."
"What I did to you last night, what I said..." He lowered his blue eyes and looked at the bouquet of flowers in his hand. The wild platycodon flowers on Plato's planet were more delicate and larger than those on Earth, like a string of scattered high and low flowers.
The flower string also exudes a light fragrance, "This is my first time giving flowers to a girl, I hope you don't mind."
Yerou saw the flowers he gave her. These wild flowers with dewdrops were so beautiful in her eyes that she burst into laughter like a child.
When she reached out to take the flowers, Kalki extended his arms to hug her.
"I'm afraid... you are very rough, you make me scared..." This sweet girl couldn't help but act coquettishly towards her husband.
"It won't happen again. I said I will protect you."
She leaned tightly on his shoulder and smelled his morning body odor, which suddenly made her feel at ease.
They hugged each other. In this beautiful and cold world, only each other could be attached to. They had been separated from the collective where they grew up, like a male and female in a cage, only licking each other.
His arms were strong, and his chest was warm and fragrant. She looked up at her husband. He did not comb his hair in a bun, but let his long hair hang loosely. The wind blew his blond hair into a mess. He didn't even shave this morning, and his upper lip was Thick golden-brown stubble sprouted from his chin to his cheeks.
Kalki was very masculine. She recalled his naked appearance in the dark night and the strong lines of his muscles...
His face is very handsome, and the proportions of his facial features are almost perfect when viewed up close. He must have been extremely handsome when he was a boy.
She touched the stubble on the side of his face with her hand, and he smiled slightly, which made his serious face and cold eyes soften a lot.
He regarded her as the one he loved most in his heart, lowered his head and kissed her passionately. This kind of passion even shocked him. In the dark night, they shared too many secrets of passion.
Xuanji is his first love, and Yerou is his first woman.
They were all so beautiful and made him understand "women and love". Until the age of 29, he was ignorant of this.
Everything he chooses is beneficial to himself, so selfish and so helpless.
He didn't know if he would ever see that black-haired girl with strong martial arts skills again in his lifetime, and whether she would still be willing to forgive him...
[1] Plato’s army’s custom of rewarding them with plant crowns comes from the Roman legions. The laurel crown (coronalaurus) is generally used to attack the enemy and achieve brilliant achievements. The coronagraminea is a crown woven with golden wheat ears dyed gold, which is awarded to For generals who have made great achievements in rescuing friendly forces and causing a dramatic reversal of the war situation, coronacivica, as the name suggests, is a crown made of oak leaves. It is awarded to generals who have rescued friendly forces and killed many enemies. The level is lower than that of He Miao Guan. Kalki is serving as the grand commander. I got an oak leaf crown once during this period.