In this terraformed space base, black smoke is rising everywhere, the sky is completely dark, and the oxygen seems to be getting thinner and thinner. The disciplinary officer of the Knights recited the number of whips in German, and a silver-red snake-like electric whip
Flying like a wild snake in the dark.
All the knights watched silently as the shirtless Vritra was beaten to bruises all over his body, leaving traces of fire burns on his white and strong back skin.
"It's too cruel, it's unfair to Vritra!" One of his companions frowned, and finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and wanted to plead with the grand leader.
But he was immediately grabbed by his friends.
"We all know that the Grand Master has a stern temperament, and Vritra's character is too upright. Just now we all heard him scold the Grand Master, 'You are not a soldier, but more like a butcher.' That's why he was punished." p>
"Yes, we all know the consequences of speaking rudely to the Grand Commander." Another young man also said, "If you ask for mercy rashly, you will not only get into trouble with yourself, but it may be counterproductive."
In this way, no one dared to speak up for him.
Vritra, who was fixed into a standing position with an invisible magnetic field, remained silent. Blood dripped from the corners of his clenched lips. The flames of hatred shone in his beast-like light eyes, forever changing his soul.
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The humiliation of being whipped in public prompted Vritra to go all out in battle to wash away this unbearable memory.
In the future, Vritra became the leader of the regiment whose cruelty was second only to Ashra's. Unlike Ashra's quick executions, he even liked to torture and kill prisoners of war.
After capturing a small Gaia energy base, the knights went to dinner as usual. The bleeding and moaning Gaia prisoners of war lay scattered on the ground in the dark. They were tied up, their veins were cut, and slowly
Let them bleed to death.
A ten-year-old boy with shiny blond hair ran over secretly. This was Kalki, the valet of Captain Frida.
This young man with an unusually beautiful face felt pity when he saw the prisoners of war who were tortured to the point of dying. As a servant of the grand leader, he did not have any combat missions. He was more like a relic of an ancient way of life and was brought to the cruel battlefield.
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So, he took the opportunity to run out and secretly took a portable medical device that could quickly stop bleeding.
He searched for survivors in the strong smell of blood. Most of them had their eyes closed tightly and were breathless. They were obviously dead.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to treat you." He said comfortingly to a prisoner of war who was still alive in a young voice. He fixed the treatment instrument on the wound on his wrist as quickly as possible and started it.
, a fluorescent light spreads out in the darkness.
Afterwards, Kalki quickly continued to search for survivors, and he had to race against time to treat the blood loss. He knew that it might not change their fate, but he could not watch them die in pain.
This ashen-faced Gaian Asian soldier made a dry sound from his throat. It was obvious that he was about to die. In front of his blurry eyes was the figure of a white boy from Plato's military aristocracy.
"Thank you..." The dying soldier said a word in Gaian very softly, then his head fell to one side and he died.
This was the first time he heard this strange language, and his heart trembled.
Later, he has been studying this ancient language in the library of the Philippines, just because of a sentence.
Thank you.
He came too late, so naturally he couldn't save anyone.
"Kalki! What are you doing?!"
The grand leader's majestic voice sounded behind him, and the young man paused.
The blond boy turned around. The waiter's uniform on his body was covered with blood stains. He was holding a hemostatic instrument in his hand, which was also stained with blood stains. No need to say anything else, everything was clear.
Vritra walked up, without saying a word, stretched out his big hand towards the young man, and gave a clear slap in the face, which echoed in the darkness.
"The wolf cub is as cute as a paparazzi when he is young." Vritra said in a low voice, "But once he grows up, his father will give him the cursed blood, and he will be given bloodthirsty and cold teeth and claws."<
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Kalki was born with a body as strong as a rock. This heavy blow could only make him turn his face slightly, and the instrument in his hand fell to the ground.
"Kalki!" Varuna hurried over to take care of him, "Hurry up and raise your head! You have a nosebleed!"
"Grand Commander, you have no right to punish Kalki corporally. This is against the rules!" The light-blond Varuna stared at Vritra, who was much taller than him, with indigo eyes, showing a firm and courageous temperament.
, "You can send us back if you are not satisfied with our service, but you can't hit us!"
"Kalki, I will take you to find the medic." Varuna supported him and walked away slowly.
"I always feel that the grand leader... he thinks I will become a devil in the future." Kalki wiped his nose with his hand, and blood flowed everywhere, and the smell of blood was everywhere.
"If I become the grand leader in the future, I will never be like him. Kalki, do you think so too?" Varuna looked seriously at the swollen side of his friend's face and the nosebleeds on his face, "Promise
I, if you have the opportunity to become the grand leader in the future, never treat the weak so cruelly like Vritra!"
He still remembered Varuna's resolute tone, which was mature beyond his years. If Kalki's soul is that of a heroic knight, then there is a just king living in Varuna's heart.
However, the kind-hearted Varuna died at the age of 25. He failed to become the grand commander, or even became a deacon. He killed too few people on the battlefield. The person who became the grand commander was Kalki, the same
He kills people with ease, and is even as ruthless as he is.
Standing at the execution scene where Messier's corpse was strewn across the field, Captain Frieda's prediction seemed to come true.
Goodness can breed more good, and evil can breed more evil. Of course he understands this truth. The first thing he did when he took office as Grand Master was to abolish all harsh corporal punishment.
However, in the end, he still became like this, even more despicable. In front of his friends, he was still a friendly and easy-going commander who was widely loved. However, in front of the kind and weak Yerou, he was unscrupulous and put his most unspeakable
One side is displayed.
He originally wanted to be a real knight, but now he looks hateful.
He resents Yerou and even tortures her because she is the wife forced upon him by the system.
Yerou...
0 kilometers.
The flip-top transparent protective cover flipped up from above, and the restraining protection of their bodies was lifted.
Just like the reverse procedure for entering the shuttle, the conveyor belt carried all the married knights whose destination was Marburg back to the receiving station in Marburg steadily.
Kalki's boots fell on the solid ground of Marburg, and he suddenly felt a sigh in his heart. This was the longest return journey he felt.
"I have to go to the Military Privy Council for a briefing." He told his left and right.
Afterwards, he can return to his home in the Gulf of Borneo.
When Kalki walked out of the underground station of the house, two intelligent robots sensed him and came to greet him.
"Kalki! You are finally home!"
Mira and Aga looked very friendly when they saw him. These two big-footed housekeeping robots were so considerate and warm.
"Is Yerou okay?"
He actually misses him so much. Now that the night is falling, she must have got off work from the research institute long ago.
"No, she often cries when she is alone." Mira said with a sad tone.
Intelligent robots are much more honest than humans.
This mansion, which looks like a marble palace, is so empty.
He walked gently and vigorously, looking for her.
She was actually alone on the balcony, wearing a high-waisted gauze white pajamas and long blond hair, watching the artificial moon slowly rising from the sea.
Kalki served as a member of the Imperial Guard in his youth and learned to move quietly. Yerou was so absorbed in watching that she was unconscious.
Another shuttle returned to the surface of Plato from the "Asvidel" base, emitting a bright light as it passed through the atmosphere, which was visible to the naked eye. She raised her head, wondering if Kalki was up there?
He understood from the way she concentrated on the shuttle. She did this every day, looking at the artificial moon and waiting for him to come back.
There was someone waiting for him like this, and he rarely thought of her during the more than two weeks of the voyage.
Xuanji, whom he loved deeply, gave him a knife without hesitation.
The night wind was blowing her soft blond hair, and she was still combing her delicate hair with a white hosta flower pinned to it, swaying gently in the wind.
The night was as beautiful as a poem, which confused his eyes.
"Yerou."
This voice——
Yerou immediately turned around and saw her husband, whom she had been thinking about day and night, standing in front of her. Kalki was wearing a dark blue Sheva robe and opened his arms to her.
She was as stunned as a sculpture, and couldn't believe her eyes. When he set out, he still had a beard covering his chin, but now he was clean-shaven, as if she had seen him for the first time.
The man in her dream had a friendly smile on his face, as if bright and warm sunlight penetrated the hazy night.
"Kalki!" She couldn't help but pounce on him, her white floor-length dress rising up like a falling flower.
Ye Rou is so innocent and kind, no matter what happens to him, she actually chooses to forgive him.
"This is..."
When they were undressing on the bed, she still saw the scar on his chest in the dim light. Although Alvi's full treatment and the latest cell repair device were used on him, it would eventually be completely invisible, but he let it go.
At that moment, Xuanji, who could not hold back her hand, penetrated deeply, and the traces of the stabbing are still very obvious.
"I am hurt by love." Kalki's voice was lonely and sad, "The deeper a person loves someone, the more he loses."
"What's going on with the scar on his chest?" The sensitive woman looked very worried, her face changed, and she couldn't help but touch the scar on his heart with her hand.
But he slowly took away her hand that was caressing his wound, and kissed her cheek.
"I love a cruel woman..." Yerou heard her husband sigh deeply in her ear.
Their love for each other was misplaced. He thought he could say goodbye to Xuanji, but that lingering passionate kiss made him understand that they would be entangled for life, with the same cruelty, ruthlessness, decisiveness, bloodthirsty and affection, and crazy passion for love. Only she can let him see herself.
He returned to the seaside cliff where he often went when he lived in the "Trayes Mausoleum". He held Xuanji's hand and stood on the edge of the cliff. The soles of their feet were the rough waves rushing towards the rocks. The turbulent waves were covered by the black rocks.
Stab open, continue to break, tear, and spin into countless whirlpools.
Xuanji is wearing that red dress and her black hair is flowing. She is still so beautiful and heartbreaking.
"I have lived among foreigners since I was a child, and no one knew how lonely I was until I met you... Kalki, I love you, please stay with me, we are in Star City together... Please don't leave me
, how lonely I am!"
Black hair floated in front of her delicate face, her eyes were so helpless, and she longed for his companionship and love.
"I am also very lonely. Losing you is like a star losing its companion... But I can't, there are too many things I can't give up... Xuanji, forgive me." He lowered his head and rationally did not look at her.
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Clear tears rolled down from her eyes, her expression was heartbroken, and she understood her position in his heart.
With a graceful gesture, she gently pulled her hand out of his.
Then, resolutely turned around and jumped, and the figure in the red dress jumped under the rough cliff.
"Xuanji! Xuanji!" Kalki suddenly shouted and woke up all of a sudden.
"Kalki, what's wrong with you?" Yerou asked him with concern.
Kalki has been exposed to the harsh military life since he was a child, so he sleeps in a very fixed position. He always sleeps quietly, never talks in his sleep, let alone shouts in his sleep.
"I'm fine...everything is fine." His face was still pale and nervous, and he slowly lay down, pretending to be nonchalant, hugging his wife and continuing to sleep.
Yerou felt something uneasy and strange in her husband's arms.
"Who is she?" she asked with courage. "This is not the first time I have heard this name. You often hug me and call me this name."
The two words "Mangxing City" and "Gaia Women" were inexplicably engraved in her mind.
"This is just a dream... I had a dream. Under a snow-capped mountain, a big tree was blooming with beautiful flowers, and there was a woman there. But it was just a dream, I had already woken up." He said in the dark night
The voice is so lonely.
Yerou leaned on his chest and heard Kalki's heartbeat, which was throbbing nervously.
This is the name of that woman. She doesn't want to reveal the secret in his heart because she can hear the deep sadness in his heart.
The early morning sunlight shines through the glass roof into their restaurant. The green broad-leafed plants look like they have been waxed, and various precious orchids, with various elegant colors and fragrances, are blooming beautifully. The sound of the clinking little spoon touching the porcelain cup and plate, the sound of the knife cutting, and the fragrant smell of tea spread everywhere. The early morning breakfast for two began to seem so harmonious and warm.
Since Kalki returned from his mission to Gaia, their marriage seems to have passed the initial running-in period and they have accepted each other and their current life.
Perhaps to compensate for sending Kalki to Gaia for interrupting his wedding leave, the logistics department still provides them with a romantic wedding breakfast that can be enjoyed at home, so that they do not have to eat at the crowded "White Peacock Restaurant"