"Xuanji and her chief were once in a small room, and they had such a similar mind..." She looked at him, almost crying because of her sadness.
"As long as you are brave, and even braver, as long as you advance to the end, maybe... we will go back to the time of first love, the first love." He let go of her again and stood up straight, "Go, Xuanji, go change clothes.
, you should stop wearing this featureless worker-bee-like uniform, I hope to leave you with the most beautiful impression."
"Timir, go tell Norvi that I am willing to set off with you immediately, but before that, I have to go to Ashwain's prayer room to pray." Kalki said decisively.
Timir was stunned for a few seconds and said: "Okay."
When he saw Timir walking out of the regimental commander's ward alone, Chief of Staff Wilno quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"What does he mean?"
"Karki is willing to go with us, but now he has to go through another passage to the prayer room to pray for ten minutes. Let us wait at the door of the prayer room. He will come out soon."
"Oops... This man has always been very cunning, and he wants to play tricks on us again." Wilno raised his head and widened his eyes.
"No, no, he has written it." Timir presented a letter with a red paint seal to the chief of staff. Before the chief of staff was about to reach out to take it, he quickly stuffed it back into the inner sleeve pocket of his cloak.
, "He said it must be sent to the Senate."
"In any case, this is trespassing. The fire seal can only be used by the grand leader." Wilno said.
"You have to be merciful and merciful. He is here... it is better than making a big fuss with Messier. Ila definitely doesn't want to make this matter a big deal, which will damage the honor of the White Tiger Knights."
Timir lowered his head and put on his flip-up hat. Wilno saw that he looked sad and uneasy, so he temporarily believed him.
The fresh and girlish style that once existed in the prayer room of "Ashwoin" has been swept away. The tall and straight columns soar into the sky, as sublime as if they are close to heaven. The Gothic light and shadow overlap - light and dark, black and white.
, intricately intertwined and blended in various twists and turns and straight lines.
Xuanji changed into a silver-white close-fitting dress and came from one end. When Director Yaoji learned that she wanted to change, he immediately gave her the best spray-painted dress, and his attitude was completely different from before.
The two of them were obedient to her and extremely enthusiastic.
This dress was completely spray-molded according to the curves of her body. There are no seams, but the whole body presents a flowing and flowing feeling. Her graceful and slender body is shrouded in dazzling light, as if her whole body is decorated with
Thousands of diamonds intertwined with colorful lights in the silvery white. She was wearing a tulle-like cape of a female noble, and the edges of the hood were as elegant as petals, covering her delicate and white face.
Xuanji looked up at the hundreds of meters high cross arches formed, which were almost as high as the top of the mountain. A darkness shrouded the top. She seemed to have entered a solemn world where light and darkness were in opposition. This was the religious atmosphere of the Knights, so solemn and cold.
People suffocate.
Kalki knelt down at the altar at the end of the long passage. Following the custom in Bukhara life, he knelt on one knee and clasped his hands in prayer.
Xuanji walked over slowly and saw a ray of light shining on Kalki. His short golden hair formed a silver-white halo under the light. He always looked so perfect, with a noble and strong temperament.
.
"You are still so pious, my Grand Commander," she said lonelyly, standing behind him.
"No, in fact, I don't believe in any religion anymore." He opened his eyes and raised his head.
"Then why are you praying?"
"I am praying to my dead companions and telling them that I will see them again soon."
The leader stood up neatly. When he turned around and saw her, he was simply surprised, and the dark pupils in his blue eyes suddenly dilated.
"You are so beautiful. It's the first time I see you wearing the long dress of a Platonic noble girl."
She felt shy at his unabashed appreciation and praise, and blushed slightly.
"Now I finally understand the pain of having someone snatch away the one I love. I once took everything too seriously." Kalki gently held her hands, lowered his head and kissed her lips, "
That night in Tubo, I gave up on you so easily without even trying... I was too stupid, and for this reason, I got this ending... Now, I really want to chop this boy Dilbatt into pieces!"
"Don't mention him again! I said that I will not accept any marriage forced on me. My husband must be chosen by myself." Her voice trembled because she felt his straightforward and passionate love, but her heart
As determined as ever.
"Do you choose me?" He kissed her forehead, admiring her in his heart that she was a husband among women.
She lowered her head gently and said: "A rude and violent soldier, a duplicitous false prince, a married man with ulterior motives... But there is always a kind of magnetism in him that I can't refuse. Why can't I get rid of such a man?"
Xuanji couldn't help but stroke his sharp cheeks, his temples covered with thick pale golden stubble, and looked at his graceful, statue-like nose line.
"Because we are the same person. We have known each other since the beginning. We are hundreds of millions of light years away. Once we meet, we will never be separated." She pressed her cheek against his face.
"Two rebellious and egoistic souls, hearts that will never be tamed..." he murmured to himself.
The moments when he was intimate with Xuanji were always the times when his soul was at its calmest and most joyful. Even in this situation, he hugged her tightly and still felt the light of heaven.
"I am going to embark on a very far journey. If I don't wake up again, you will think that I have gone to an extremely distant galaxy, or even broken through the edge of the universe, and gone to another world. Don't be sad for me, because
,I am free."
"Will he really die?" she asked.
"Yes, I asked Timir what the probability of death was, but he refused to answer. I think it's like an ancient game. You put a lot of bullets in a rotating bullet chamber. You don't know how many bullets there are, and then force
Turn around and shoot yourself in the head, it's like a fatal roulette wheel, nothing may happen, or your head may be blown off on the spot, with blood splattering three feet away."
After hearing this, she took a breath of air.
"I'll give you the injection."
He looked down at her, and he was more impressed by her fearless courage and calmness than her beauty.
"My Valkyrie, I am very happy to be taken away from this world by your beautiful hands." His graceful demeanor remained unchanged in the face of danger.
Kalki handed her a slender syringe containing a few milliliters of liquid, and she immediately took it.