"I was once just like you. I didn't want to face the cruelty of the world and would rather live in a boy's dream..."
Before his eyes, he saw himself standing on the back of Garuda a few years ago, in the golden light of the setting sun, with his hair rope torn off, like a radiant happy prince.
"When you don't want to move forward, fate will push you forward..." He said more and more difficultly, "Be brave..."
"No! Never!" She still shook her head desperately, "I don't believe them, they will kill you! They have almost killed you!"
"They can't kill me, because of you, Xuanji... They can't kill me."
"What?!" She widened her tearful black eyes in surprise.
"You are my favorite and only disciple. For a true Platonic knight, as long as the disciple does not die, the master will live forever. Narashima did not die, because I am still alive, and I have devoted myself to you.
I have so many emotions, as long as you live well, I will never die." His words were very light, but extremely powerful.
"No, you are not only my sword master, you are also my true love, my husband..."
They were talking in Platonic, which was like a spell in the Gaian ears. Lancer could vaguely understand some of it. These love words were so disgusting in his ears that they could make him furious. How he longed for Xuanji to be so tender and pitiful.
Talking to him in such a tone, he hoped to be like this in his dreams, but she was only like this in front of Kalki——
"What are you doing standing still? It's better to separate them quickly and return Kalki to the Platons! Hurry!"
As the supreme commander, Major Xu ordered, and his men were in a panic.
"No! No!" Xuanji screamed, continuing to hold him tightly.
"Farewell... As long as we still have each other in our hearts, we will meet at the other end of time and space, no matter how long it takes..." He looked at her with moist eyes, as if begging her to let go, "Xuanji, goodbye... I...
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Everything seemed to suddenly stop at this moment, and the light of the pale spotlights hovered above the head, transforming into the sundog of Urustiva. Under the dreamy bright light, they rode the silver-white Sol together and flew along the seaside.
Love each other freely——
"I just say, don't toast or eat as a penalty. If you are smarter, you can suffer less."
Dmitri looked at the pair of Platos lying quietly on the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief. They had obviously fainted at the same time. It was too simple for the human body to be knocked unconscious on the execution platform.
Lancer saw that everyone quickly lifted the two people away, but their hands were clasped tightly at the last moment, and it took some effort to pull them apart.
"Okay, Kalki, you spared my life, and now I have repaid you. Let me let you go...next time I meet you, I will definitely avenge my dead comrades and will not take care of Xuanji again!"
After he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and quickly walked out of this unpleasant secret interrogation room.
"She...she is a woman..."
He suddenly stopped in the corridor, raised his head, and shed tears uncontrollably.
Although Gaia and Plato have been at war for 500 years, they have never exchanged prisoners of war so quickly during space voyages. Being captured is in most cases a point of no return for the soldiers of both sides, and they can embark on a journey a few years later.
Those who return home are truly lucky.
Since the connecting corridors of the two warships were incompatible, an abandoned centuries-old military base of the Orion Empire was chosen to exchange prisoners of war.
In the dark space, a transport ship on each side shines dim light towards this strange-shaped military base of the old empire, whose buildings shine like various blown glass vessels.
I saw two huge starships parked at both ends of a huge dome-like building in the airport. Over the centuries without protection and maintenance, the surface of this building has been mottled and eroded by space radiation and the bombardment of tiny meteorites. In the dark night
There is a sense of grandeur and vicissitudes of life.
The mini-levitation ship carrying the captured personnel shuttled among the floating wreckage of various abandoned wires and equipment. This base had long lost any life support system, leaving only an empty shell shining in the darkness.
The two huge fleets were each in a tight formation, floating in the space not far away at a combat distance. Both sides were at level one combat readiness, ready to fire at any time.
The Plato transport ship released 10 automatic levitation boats, while Gaia only had 1. These levitation boats used this sky hall as the exchange point and sailed towards the enemy in accordance with established procedures.
These 10 small boats were connected to the hatch of the huge transport ship one after another. As the hatch slowly opened, a group of blue-gray prisoners of war wearing monotonous clothes came out lifelessly.
The Gaians were busy receiving 300 senior generals on the transport ship, confirming their identities one by one, and verifying their true identities. When the Platos received the only small boat, a large suspended medical cocoon bed was opened from the bright port of the ship.
The intelligent robot pushed over.
Commander Rahula, who was wearing a silver-white tight-fitting combat uniform, was shocked to see Kalki being handed over to Plato's side in the form of a seriously wounded soldier.
"God..."
While Plato's medical staff were rapidly confirming their identity and performing various tasks, Rahula stared at the breathless Kalki with wide eyes. He could barely stay conscious and looked at him with dull eyes.
Since the day of Kalki's wedding, Captain Rahula had not seen him again. When they suddenly met, Kalki's changes almost surprised Rahula who knew him well. His blond hair was messy, his thin cheeks were covered with stubble, and he no longer
He is the glorious, god-like and perfect spiritual leader of the Knights in my impression.
"The Gaians used torture on him, and his internal organs were severely damaged." An artificial intelligence doctor reported in a calm tone, while other robot doctors were busy confirming his true identity.
"These savage and despicable people!" the hot-tempered Captain Rahula blurted out, "Kalki! Kalki! It's me!"
Kalki, who was wearing a special respirator, looked intently at the tall and mighty knight.
"Rahula...my friend..."
In order to deliberately torture him, the Gaians did not give him the best medical treatment after he was injured, and just used a cocoon bed to maintain his life. It was only now that he was handed over to the Platons, and he was given the best medicine.
His consciousness soon came to his senses.
"You have returned to Plato, and you are finally safe." Captain Rahula leaned down, showing concern for him.
"Plato..." Kalki's mind remained clear, and his expression suddenly looked very complicated.
"All the physical information matches, and it is confirmed that he is Captain Kalki." The artificial intelligence medical staff reported in a soft and unusually mechanical tone.
"Of course it's him, our grand commander." Rahula's blue eyes were moist. Kalki had obviously suffered a lot. No one believed that the most effective battle on Plato's front would end up in this situation.
"Then let me leave quickly! You can't stay here for a long time!" Rahula ordered to inform "Feng Qi" and waved his hand to evacuate.