When they went to the "White Peacock Restaurant" for dinner the next night, the white tiger knights present almost stood up and came over to greet them.
"Kalki, you're here!"
"Oh, long time no see."
When Yerou saw the arrival of the couple, it was like the arrival of a big shot. She did not expect Kalki to be so popular.
Even the commanders of Ila and Lakshmana came over. Since Kalki left for Keto before they returned, they didn't have time to meet at the "White Peacock Restaurant".
The three top commanders of the White Tiger Knights who lived in the "Sara Shivadi Bay Area" greeted each other in a friendly manner, and Yerou watched them hold each other's elbows in a strange handshake ceremony.
"Ah! Kalki, didn't you go to Malburg early yesterday morning? Why did I only see you tonight!" Perdaga, the commander of the "Advanced Undead Army", joked with Kalki, and everyone laughed. "Ah! I won!"
When they went to the "Knight's Corner" and took their seats, Deacon Nahusha proudly called out to the "Undead Army" Knight Davak.
"What are you plotting?" Kalki frowned.
"Ha, they are betting whether the newlywed Kalki will come for lunch or dinner the next day after returning home." Deacon Eden said coldly from the side.
At this time, everyone almost laughed in a low voice. Uta, the strong wife of Nahusha's deacon, quickly scolded her husband: "Nahusha, you are so ridiculous. I will beat you when I get back!"
Everyone laughed even harder now, especially when Nahusha, who was so cheerful in front of everyone, shrank in fear when he saw his wife.
As soon as Yerou heard these words, her pretty face turned red. Tonight, Yerou looked very charming. Her blond hair was combed diagonally on one side with a white Phalaenopsis hair accessory. She looked like a most beautiful woman under the light.
Lovely bride.
"Kalki, how does this place compare with Trayester Mausoleum?" Ila asked him kindly.
"The environment is very good." Kalki could only smile, but in fact he felt very uncomfortable.
"Sit down quickly."
"Come quickly."
The beautiful girls all looked enthusiastic and invited everyone to take a seat.
Different from the strict religious dining ceremony in Bukhara, the atmosphere in the "White Peacock Canteen" is much more pleasant and free. Naturally, the grand leader does not need to ritually wash his hands, but sits with the two group leaders, and next to them are the deacons.
and other undead knights, opposite a group of beautiful young ladies.
"Your flagship 'Varuna' has now been renamed 'Ratkrani'." Ila said while eating, "This is the name of my wife."
"Oh, what a show of affection." Ila's chief of staff said.
Everyone smiled.
Yerou turned her head and looked at Ratklani, the wife of the group leader on her right. She was only two or three years older than her. She had long curly hair, a quiet temperament, and looked like a female student.
Latkrani's light brown hair is decorated with a circle of crimson roses, and there is a pair of emerald green eyes under the low-hanging thick black eyelashes. The slender nose adds a bit of charm to the face, making her look even more charming.
Beautiful and moving.
The beautiful black-haired leader Lakshmana's wife, Yami, is only twenty years old. She still has a girlish spirit and likes to laugh. Her dark hair is intricately and delicately coiled on top of her head, and is dotted with fragrant violet flowers.
At first glance, she looks like a noble palace official.
Leader Kalki and his wife are both blond and blue-eyed, and everything looks so harmonious.
Yerou looked around. In a gorgeous environment with a palace atmosphere like the White Peacock Restaurant, the young couples of the White Tiger Knights looked even more beautiful together. Beauty is the most luxurious thing in the world.
Different flowers are placed on the white tablecloth every day. Today, fresh white and pink roses, ivy and silk dianthus are placed, which looks extremely fresh and natural.
Dinner plates, cups, and cutlery change in different styles every day. The handles of today's tableware are made of a cosmic mineral similar to opal. Together with the glazed blue porcelain plates that are shimmering with gold, everything looks extremely exquisite.
feeling.
So beautiful - Ye Rou, who is used to eating in the canteen of a scientific research unit, couldn't help but hold it in her hand and look at it carefully. As she turned it, it would refract a mysterious light under the light, like a star.
Before entering the life circle of the nobles, she didn't know that their lives were so beautiful. They ate together easily and happily, no matter the sound of the tableware touching each other or the low voices talking to each other, it was so pleasant to the ears, just like the gods having a dinner together.
, everything exudes a pleasing beauty.
"The scale of Ceto is beyond imagination... Now it's just that the construction of the 'Velsa' underground military factory has encountered some problems."
Kalki said something about the situation at Keto Base, and Ila lowered her head slightly and listened carefully.
On the one hand, Kalki felt awkward about the switch of positions, but on the other hand, he was grateful to Ila.
Ila was the best teammate when he was the grand leader, because Ila has rich combat experience and a calm and rigorous personality, which is the best complement to Kalki's passion and bravery.
Kalki knows that he occasionally has arrogant and domineering words and deeds, and Ila, who is extremely obedient, can tolerate him. If he listened to Ila's suggestion of exchanging combat positions on the 166P asteroid, everything in the future would be different.
occurs.
Kalki's aristocratic temperament lies in his elegant and elegant demeanor, while Ila's nobility comes from his gentle gentlemanly style. Each White Tiger Knight has his own character and his own handsomeness, so it is easy for their young and innocent wives to
Falling in love with them, regardless of Yuanjiao teachings or strict military discipline, requires loyalty between husband and wife. The most important thing is that Plato couples are never troubled by trivial matters in life, so most marriages can be considered happy. Yerou only had Kalki in her eyes, and she would even observe what he was eating. Kalki, who had stayed in Bukhara for 20 years, seemed unable to get rid of the monk-like lifestyle. Although the buffet provided a very rich selection of dishes, he was average
Eating is very simple.
"Ah! There is vegetarian sushi today!"
When Kalki saw the special imitation salmon hand-shaped sushi, he actually took out his chopsticks and ate several kinds in a row.
She couldn't figure out the origin of his preference for Eastern culture.
"Kalki, don't you drink some wine? Of course it's non-alcoholic imitation wine, you don't need to worry." Captain Lakshmana greeted him.
"No, I can just drink mineral water. I'm used to it." He declined gently.
"When Kalki gets old, he will look like Old Audra, the embodiment of steel discipline that does not tolerate any accommodation." Nahusha joked again about his habit of a military monk who only drank mineral water, attracting everyone's attention.
They all laughed softly.
Regardless of others' ridicule, Kalki still only drinks mineral water.
Yerou looked at her husband sitting opposite. His thin lips were always pursed tightly, and his blue eyes were shining with deep eyes under his long and upturned eyebrows. Kalki had a will as strong as steel, and many people were impressed by him.
Confused by his handsome appearance, we cannot see his unusually firm self-control.
At this time, Liya, who was wearing a short dark uniform, walked in in a hurry, but her gait was still elegant and charming. She probably got off work late, so she grabbed some food and sat alone with a few people without her husband.
The young lady's side.
Although it is now a period of peace, the Knights of Plato and the fleet still have various garrison, escort and cruise missions, and the transport fleet never stops, so some people's spouses are not in Plato. At this time, everyone will automatically revert to a singles society.
, women sit together, and senior officers whose wives are not around will also gather together. Women are obviously quieter and friendlier to each other, while husbands who are not controlled by their wives have restored the unrestrained and joyful atmosphere of bachelors, except for talking loudly.
, and would burst into laughter from time to time.
Not far away, a group of senior officers of the fleet got up and went to the smoking room where they chatted after the meal. Here, the Yuanjiao teachings of not smoking and drinking were broken through by high technology. It does not contain nicotine, carbon monoxide, tar and other harmful substances.
Special cigarettes have long been enjoyed by Plato's senior generals, and fake wine that imitates the flavors of brandy and whiskey is naturally not a problem.
It is almost unexplainable that military groups will form special living habits - a luxurious life full of tobacco, alcohol and beautiful women.
When Yerou saw Liya coming, she softly greeted her husband.
"It's Liya. I have a good relationship with her. I'm going to see her."
"Okay, go ahead and say hello to Shattayu for me."
After getting up and leaving, the tables and chairs moved away automatically, and she walked over.
"Good evening, Liya, are you sitting here alone today?" Yerou asked gently. During the more than three months of Kalki's absence, Liya took good care of her, so Yerou was the most important to her.
Close female companion.
"I'm very busy today. I overturned a design manuscript and I'm exhausted..." Liya covered her forehead with her hands, looking tired.
"Where is Deacon Shattayu? Kalki asked me to greet him. He has a mission tonight, isn't he in Plato?"
"Shatayu went to garrison at Somo No. 12." Liya told Yerou that she seemed to have a bad appetite tonight and didn't take anything on the plate.
"Liya, you need to eat more." Yerou sat next to her.
"I'm very worried about him... I didn't sleep well last night." Liya, who had always been so radiant, now looks gloomy, with faint dark circles under her eyes if you look closely.
"You have been comforting me in the past. Now that we have signed a peace agreement with the Gaians, garrisoning is no longer a dangerous thing. Don't worry, there is no threat of war anymore."
Liya had also told her these words. During the more than three months that Kalki went to Ceto, she would occasionally be afraid and unable to sleep at night. The palace-style residence was too spacious for a girl alone.
Too scary.
She would be worried that Kalki would not be able to return from 7,900 light-years away, and would stay alone while eating, with a sad face. If she told others, they would think she was making a fuss, or even making trouble unreasonably. Only she knows some of her inner pain, because
Only through this kind of pain can we understand others better.
"Come! Eat more, I know you like tiramisu with vegetarian milk and eggs." Yerou brought a plate of exquisite desserts to Liya from the countertop filled with rich food.
"Thank you!" Liya smiled. She seemed to be better. She was only two years older than Ye Rou.
The two girls talked softly, and gradually they felt better.
Yerou raised her head and saw Kalki looking at them from a distance. He smiled slightly, seeming to encourage her behavior.
Yerou felt warm in her heart. Someone once told her that the reason why Kalki was so popular was that he was a man who was willing to go out of his way for his friends, took great care of his subordinates on the battlefield, and took the lead.
Powerful and kind, he is naturally loved by everyone.
In the carriage they were returning to, Yerou told Kalki about Liya's confusion.
"Her worries are groundless. Cruising and stationing on the twelve satellites of Somo are the most common tasks of the deacons of the four knights." Kalki spoke with his usual straightforwardness, "Originally, as my
My direct subordinate, Shattayu was supposed to go to the Keto base with me. Isn't it because they are always in love with each other that I chose the two unmarried deacons Nakula and Devadatta? I have been very considerate.
”
"You don't know, a deacon has his own command authority. In fact, it is difficult for a grand regimental commander to fully command the lower-level combat units on the battlefield. A deacon has more freedom to perform tasks as an independent commander. In the three years I have been a deacon, I feel that the most relaxing task is
Let’s go to Somo. When you think about it, the farthest point is only 12 light years away, and you won’t encounter the Gaia fleet in ten thousand years. It feels as relaxing as a vacation.”
"You don't understand women's moods at all." Yerou protested.
"Woman...are you my woman?" Kalki put his right arm on the hard white wall of the carriage and got very close to Yerou. Like all newlyweds, Yerou would blush when she was close to her husband. She was originally
She looks very beautiful, and when her face blushes, she looks like an elegant rose.
Yerou looked at Kalki with fascination. Kalki's face looked perfect up close. It was the result of Plato's breeding for seven centuries. Although the beard made him look more mature, when you look closely at him, he still has a handsome face, with a hint of ruthlessness.
She has a boyish look, but the lines of her nose, lips and cheeks are very hard.
"Ichliebedich." (I love you) Yerou shyly confessed to him in German.
Kalki pursed his lips and blushed slightly. His skin was very white, so it was easy to see his blush.
He was raised as a warrior, not a seasoned veteran. Yerou learned a word of German and moved him. The White Tiger Knights all learned German from their masters, because the German long sword can only be taught in German. In the end
They regard it as a status symbol in their small circle.
He leaned over and kissed her passionately and hugged her.
This is the most peaceful and beautiful period since he served in Plato's army. Since the Battle of Messier, he has never killed anyone again——
The space fleets attack each other, destroying like stars; the corpses of the ground war flow into rivers of blood; the white body bags of Plato's army line up; kneeling to pray for the fallen comrades; collective cremation...
This was his cyclical life for more than ten years, and everything suddenly came to an abrupt end.
Is this the coming of peace?
He is not sure, but tonight he and Yerou will spend the night together, passionate, sweet, and tender. It is like there has never been a war in this world.