This made the young long-tailed gyrfalcon, which was as pure white as snow, startled, screamed, and flapped its wings to avoid it.
In the flash of lightning, the emperor suddenly grabbed the "Flying General" and threw it to the ground.
"Off its head! Chop it into pieces!"
He barked orders to the black-robed eunuch who was kneeling on the ground.
"Hierarchy is order. Bianco is the king here. Anyone who commits a crime below will be dead."
The "Flying General" was thrown to the point of dying, struggling to flap its wings and letting out a high-pitched wail. It was originally the emperor's favorite, and death came suddenly like this.
"Xuanji...Xuanji..."
On the bed with blurred gauze curtains, Kalki slowly opened his eyes, and the shadow of a black-haired girl appeared in front of his eyes. She was gently stroking the hair on his forehead.
He reached out his hand eagerly and grabbed the other person's wrist.
"Xuanji!" He sat up immediately, only to find that the person taking care of him was the maid in the bedroom, "Oh! Swara... I'm sorry."
He quickly let go of the other person's hand, and he dreamed of the last scene in his memory - Xuanji fell into his arms, and he almost lost consciousness instantly.
"Oh! It's okay. This is a sanatorium. The senior generals who come here need to recuperate their bodies and minds. You need time to recover." Swara, who was wearing a white lace dress with a belt and a black maid outfit, stood up and gently lifted the lid for him.
Open the floor-to-ceiling gauze curtains in the bedroom.
Kalki panted slightly and looked at the elegant lines of the pure white curtains on the top of the bed. He told himself that he was currently recuperating in "Uruswati".
Urusteva... "the place where the morning star rises" in Plato, this healing planet that he had never heard of, like a fairyland, showed him a beauty he had never seen in his life.
The early morning sun shone on his blond hair after bathing. Kalki, wearing only a thin white shirt and light-colored breeches, walked through the corridor with exquisite columns. His black imitation leather riding boots walked on the light blue jade, making a sound.
Powerful footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.
The light makes the building stones shine, emitting a soft golden light like citrine. Some stones are also mixed with a trace of carbon dioxide. The natural decoration like gold wire has a unique beauty. This is where the name "Amber Palace" comes from.
.There are 28 such gorgeous buildings independently built on an island, scattered in an orderly manner on the "sea" of this healing asteroid with a surface area of nearly 2 million square kilometers. Each one has a unique shape and beautiful appearance.
Beautiful.
It is actually inappropriate to call this vast area of 1.69 million square kilometers of water "the sea" because it is a freshwater body of water. In other words, there is a huge freshwater lake on the planet "Urustiva".
Kalki stood on the wide steps and climbed down. He saw a piece of extremely clear blue calm water unfolding in front of him. A soft breeze came slowly, mixing with the blooming celestial flowers, giant brocade flowers and two-color tea trees all around.
The tangy fragrance of wild flowers made him feel relaxed and happy for a while.
This place is more beautiful than the home in Saraswati. Kalki thought to himself. The beauty of the Anahita Sea is unpredictable, with storms and strong winds from time to time, but here is a perfect nature that is completely controlled by artificial systems.
It is simply like the setting of a drama, or the lost Eden that mankind has been seeking.
He experienced a failed "martyrdom" and after regaining consciousness, he was already on this healing planet.
He didn't die, and he didn't even have the sequelae of the PAM injection, but Xuanji suddenly disappeared from his world.
At first, he kept and excitedly inquired about her whereabouts, but everyone remained silent. His intuition told him that they really didn't know that Plato people only moved in the class where they lived and worked. These "Urustiva"
"The world of the staff in the healing palace is the fairyland island where the "Amber Palace" is located.
Now, he must force himself to calm down. Xuanji's life and death whereabouts are unknown, and he must recuperate here carefully until he figures out the truth.
As he passed through green plantains and various brightly colored flower bushes, various types of roses, lilies, irises, daisies, peonies, viburnums, wood hydrangeas, all kinds of flowers that bloomed at different times in the earth's era, they will all bloom in this four seasons.
At the same time, the spring-like island is constantly fragrant.
Everything here was as beautiful as an incredible dream, so beautiful that he sometimes suspected that he was dead. Such a fairyland should not appear in this cold world.
A young man in uniform with long blond hair quickly brought a tall and handsome horse that was pure white and whose mane was gilded in the sun.
"Thor!" The serious-looking leader turned into a smile of relief and joy, and kept stroking Sol's silky mane with his hands.
It was so wonderful here, he was really in Wonderland, and even Thor, whom he thought he would never see again, returned to his life.
The tall pure white horse was obviously also very happy. Sol was still at the playful age of a young stallion. It arched its back and kicked its legs, as if inviting him to ride.
"Thank you! Nat, you always do what I ask." He thanked the stable boy politely. Sol only carried the saddle and stirrups on his back, but there was no bridle and bit.
"This is what I should do. In the Amber Palace, we must meet all your requirements." The young man smiled politely.
I saw him quickly and lightly leap onto the horse's back, and Thor immediately spread his hooves and galloped away.
As he galloped every morning, the strong wind swept through his longer and longer blond hair, and everything in front of him faded away, turning into colors and lines.
The gleaming silver-white divine horse took him flying along the coast and beach. Calm and gentle waves rolled up like the fresh water, and the horse's hooves stepped on the top of the waves like flying, causing splashes of water.
On the rapidly undulating horseback, he leaned forward and sprinted forward with all his concentration. Only at this moment, he returned to the young man flying freely on the Garuda, and nothing in the world could stop him.
Compared with the life here, the smart residential complex of the senior generals in the Salavadi Bay Area is much more modern. All housework is outsourced to the housekeeping team, and a small family of two can live a simple life with just a few smart robots.
It was a very decent and leisurely day, but the ancient principles were followed here. There were no intelligent robots or any modern equipment at all. Everything was taken care of by hand. He could see several gardeners working hard in the garden at the same time.
He almost traveled to ancient time and space, and the life here was different from the life of the military aristocrats he was familiar with on Plato's planet. He felt that in his early years, he was like a guinea pig fighting frantically in "lokadhātu", enduring huge hardships.
Pressure and pain, but in "Urustiva", time becomes so slow, elegant and quiet, just like another generation.
The golden sunset filled the dusk sky, and a military official airship flew steadily on the apron of the Amber Palace.