After Kalki returned home, the D378 Weapons Research Institute also very humanely gave Yerou a 3-day holiday. After that, she had to return to the research institute to work.
As a weapons designer, the research and development work in her hands cannot be stopped. All projects have time limits, and all Plato people must work continuously for the progress of society.
"Ah! Kalki, I can't accompany you to the public restaurant for dinner today. I went to work to have breakfast!"
After getting up, Yerou was in a hurry. Since she had to go across the sea to work in another circle, the commute took a long time and she got up earlier than many people.
But Kalki had been with her for a long time last night, and she was too tired to get up in the morning... She blushed and combed her golden hair casually in the mirror a few times, without Mira needing to spend time combing her hair beautifully.
hairstyle.
She quickly touched the clothes she needed today on the projection touch screen, and after a few seconds the waiting screen of the wardrobe was full, she opened the wardrobe and found the clothes she needed today.
Ye Rou put on a light-colored short skirt suit today. She chose a headband with white daisy flowers on both sides for herself. She put it on casually and was ready to go out.
"Wait a minute." Kalki, who was wearing pajamas, stretched out his hand and helped her adjust the order of the flowers, "This is better..."
A warm current suddenly surged into her heart. This was the first time since her marriage that she felt an indescribable...
Happiness.
"I feel very happy now..." She lowered her blushing face and hurried away, otherwise she would miss the time to reserve the carriage.
Happiness? Kalki looked at his wife's back thoughtfully. She was still like a slim female student, both internally and externally pure.
Is this happiness?
He looked up at the tall palace-style ceiling of the hall, and the open door in front of him faced the straight and wide blue pool. There were pure white columns and green shades in the distance. Everything was so grand and elegant.
Why does he always feel like a lonely and helpless prisoner...
While his wife is at work, Kalki can only pass the time by himself, swimming, reading, hiking; or going to far, far circles with Garuda.
While lying on the back of Garuda, he felt that the high-altitude wind was very cold, piercing his robe that was supposed to protect him from cold and warmth. The air flow was so fast that he could hardly see the scenery in front of him.
The golden-winged bird made a clear and melodious cry, and turned around in circles mischievously, as if inviting him to play the "claw flipping game" that he loved to play so much.
"Garuda! Stop making trouble!" Kalki narrowed his eyes, "Today, I am tired..."
In a place he had never set foot on before, on the top of a rock looking at the boundless forest, he stood alone, overlooking this magnificent scenery.
The wind blew his robe, and he seemed to be the only one in the world. There was only the clear sound of nature, and everything was silent.
When he was a boy, he would often stand alone on the top of a mountain and look out in all directions. The same scenery, but his state of mind was completely different. Everything used to be so beautiful and joyful, as if he was as happy as a god, standing proudly in the world, overlooking all things.
Now he is filled with nameless sorrow, and he can never return to the state of mind of the young knight living in Bukhara.
He and Yerou seemed to have passed the rejection period of their marriage, but the strong sense of loneliness on the top of the mountain told him that he still stubbornly resisted being treated as a stallion in his heart. He could find many advantages in Yerou,
But since she is the perfect bride arranged for him by Plato's system, she is destined not to receive his most sincere love, because he has already experienced the taste of free love, and perfection is always the most boring.
All Yerou got was the obligation of a husband, the desire of a man and a trace of pity, a kind of pity and sympathy like a caged bird.
But she feels "happy"?
Is human happiness so simple? Or is he insatiable and covets too much?
This is not the happiness he wants. For him, the prerequisite for happiness is freedom, true freedom.
Instead of being put into a mating cage to lick and comfort each other.
The universe is so vast, where can he find the freedom he wants? Or is this just his dream?
"Kalki, why did you come to Marburg?"
When he climbed up the wide ocher steps in the clear morning sunshine, he saw Deacon Eden coming towards him. Both of them were wearing traditional knight's robes, looking tall and elegant in the morning breeze. "Oh! I'm here for adaptive training and to familiarize myself with my reception room. It's too boring to stay at home." Kalki said bluntly, "Eden, what about you?"
"Ila and Adela held an administrative meeting, and they called Lakshmana, so they even brought me along." Eden was a little helpless, "Kalki, you only held a combat meeting, and Ila is more capable than you.
It stretches much longer."
"At that time, I was still in Trayester Mausoleum and couldn't have much contact with the outside world..." Kalki looked very serious, "Eden, I wish you a happy day."
After the two said goodbye, Kalki walked into the huge knight's hall of "Marburg". He walked through a group of extremely high columns and looked at the seat of the grand commander on the high platform in the distance with eyes as cold as ice.
One glance.
After accessing his "lokadhātu" consciousness, he conducted simple air combat training. Target drones and target ships exploded in the background of the universe while being continuously fired by laser missiles.
The Gaia star battleship group counterattacked his fighter plane, and his fighter plane was quickly damaged on one side, and then could only quickly sink to defend.
"Huh!..." He looked at the various colorful instructions in front of him and sighed. He thought: In the training room of Keto Base, he can still use the Grand Commander-level fighter simulation, but in Marburg he can only use
Commander-level fighter jet simulation.
Then he took a shower and changed clothes according to his old habit, put on the black simple life uniform of the Knights, and went to his reception room.
The leader's reception room is small and simple. It was originally used for talking to and receiving subordinates.
He frowned, and couldn't help but think of the magnificently decorated Grand Master's reception room in the "Trayes Mausoleum". The tall hall was like a flame rising up with a dome design that was dozens of meters high.
Gorgeous with a metallic feel...
Marlborough's double-column design is also outstanding, with graceful lines and a sense of masculine stability. He stood in front of the wide window sill, and the beautiful scenery here was all displayed in front of his eyes. It can be called a beautiful scenery. The regiment leader turned sideways and saw that in the corner of the building in the distance was Marlborough's conference room. Senior commanders and senior administrators were gathering and taking their seats. Suddenly a light flashed, and the huge windows were covered with light, which was equivalent to lowering the curtains. Everything was closed.
It becomes transparent and nothing can be seen inside.
Kalki frowned slightly, showing a trace of sadness.
Ila is very scheming, and he has known this for a long time, but he did not expect that this time he exchanged positions, and that he would so neatly use various sick leave and considerate marriage leave to marginalize him, the former leader of the group.<
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He leaned gently against a pillar on one side, and the wind from high altitude was a bit cool, gently blowing on his handsome and strong face like an eagle.
Time flies by, and without the battles and achievements on the battlefield, he will never be able to return to the position of Grand Commander.
However, the grand leader is just a stupid dog in the eyes of the saint, a tool that can be disposed of at will.
Is Plato really the destination of idealists? Are all people really equal?
"What a coincidence, we met again."
When he returned, he met Deacon Eden again, and the two familiar people started chatting again.
"Kalki, are you going home so early?"
"No, I want to visit Shi Kangdi [1] Martial Arts School. I have obtained permission from the principal to visit."
"Really, you actually want to go to Shikandi?"
"Yes."
"Then let me go with you. Unlike you who graduated from Ajido [1] martial arts school, I graduated from Shikandi martial arts school, and I just want to revisit my old place." Eden suggested.
This made Kalki stunned for a moment. This was not part of his plan.
"It's always a pity for a well-known general like you to always go alone without even a follower." The blond Eden looked very friendly, "Since Luo Hu and the others are not here, I will treat you as yours this time.
The armed guards are ready."
Kalki smiled, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."
All martial arts schools of the Knights are built on high hills and are not directly open to visitors. They walk up under the shade of green trees.
"Everything is still the same. Time in the martial arts school is like standing still. It has not changed for more than ten years." Eden walked up to the top of the mountain and stood in front of a decorative door similar to a monastery arch, looking up at the arch with emotion. p>
Kalki looked around. There were beautiful trees and various plants planted everywhere - oak, cypress, linden and holly. The environment was similar to the Ajido Martial Arts School where he had stayed in his early years.
"The linden trees here are still blooming. It's really strange..." He looked at a huge linden tree. The crown of the tree was covered with white flowers, exuding a strong sweet fragrance, and there seemed to be bees flying around picking them.
Honey looks very beautiful and pleasant in the midsummer season.
"Shikandi is relatively cold, so the flowering period here may be delayed compared to other places." Deacon Eden explained.
Kalki saw traces of linden tree flowers falling down with the wind, carrying strong pollen and fragrance, like snow.
He thought that Plato's martial arts schools would all plant these tall trees or shrubs with meanings. It turns out that plants can also touch a person's memory, whether it is fragrance, leaves, flowers, various forms... for a knight
This will trigger memories of his early years.
In the fresh sweet fragrance, he thought of the Ajido Martial Arts School where he spent his carefree childhood.
"Ajita" is known as Plato's top martial arts school, where you can see the beautiful Prajna Falls in the distance. It was there that he met Varuna, and together they were selected as the two servants of the leader of Vrida.
Enter the "Trayes Mausoleum" together until the age of 25.
He could not forget the first time he saw Varuna, who was about the same age as him, in the class of the martial arts school. He was such a beautiful and quiet blond boy, with a slender head and neck, standing tall and erect, with the elegance of a prince. p>
Kalki is lively and cute, with messy blond hair. Because of his naughty fights, he is often covered in injuries. He is the child who makes the loudest noise, is the noisiest, the most energetic, and the most troublesome.
The two boys, who were having a quiet time, hit it off immediately, and were as attracted to each other as day and night. From then on, the two were inseparable like twins.
Kalki recalled that he was a notorious troublemaker in Ajita. Because he was too naughty and mischievous, he often teased people around him, even Varuna, because Varuna's blond hair was very elegant and shiny.
He just made a mess of mud and bird poop and secretly stuck it on his blond hair. Fortunately, Varuna had a kind-hearted temperament and always regarded him as a little brother who needed to be taken care of. He was not at ease with these behaviors, but sometimes he went too far.
He will also suffer a small revenge from Varuna.
Once when they were playing in a pond near Prajna Waterfall, he naughtily kicked Varuna into the water while he was standing on a big rock, and laughed happily. He knew that Varuna had excellent water properties and would never
Something will happen.
But Varuna seemed to be swallowed by a pool of water, and he was not seen rising to the surface for a long time. As time passed, little Kalki began to feel that something was wrong and began to explore in the water. He was worried about Varuna's safety.
But Varuna suddenly jumped up from the bottom of the water and pulled him under the water. They rolled and slapped randomly under the water for a while, and then they emerged from the water together. Looking at each other's body soaked, they let out the joyful and joyful sound of a child. This was the happiest childhood in his life. These beautiful memories are kept in the Ajido Martial Arts School. The previous kindergarten class was too small and the memory was too vague.
Life is like a long journey. Each stage has a different partner. They come and go. When I think back to the beautiful memories again, I am full of sadness.
It has been five years since Varuna left this world. Kalki stood tall and tall under the linden tree, looking at the flowers and leaves of the linden tree falling all over the ground. His most carefree youth ended like this.
Time flies, but the big trees stay green every year.
"Ah! Captain Kalki, you are here. There is also a knight... How wonderful!"
Isvara, the principal of Shikandi Martial Arts School, was very happy to see the arrival of the two senior commanders of the Knights.
Isvara already has silver hair and is wearing a dark brown Sheva robe. He looks energetic and still has the arrogant temperament of a Platonic knight.
Becoming a martial arts school or various levels of management of a knighthood is the last job for many high-level knights. For many people, life is like reincarnation, where they come from and where they return.
"This is Deacon Eden. He was also a graduate of your school." He introduced his friend to the principal.
"Hello, deacon, I am the successor of your then principal Shloka. The tradition of Shikandi is still maintained here, which is the unyielding fighting spirit." Isvara showed a happy and proud expression.
Come on, he is the kind of person who has a serious and self-denying attitude and works hard, so he is sincerely proud of his work. "It is Shikandi's honor that we can continuously provide talents for the Knights." "Where are the children? I'm here to visit the children. Are they okay?"
Kalki explained the purpose of his visit. He came specifically to see the two little boys today.