A beautiful woman wearing a tight uniform from the Gaia Fleet?!
He quickly turned back and took a closer look. He must have been dazzled. In the dim sky, he still saw a ridiculous giant gunman like a mudskipper standing on bent legs. He cursed himself secretly for thinking too much about women.
Xuanji was carrying a large bag with her belongings in it, and the old shuttle ship had only been replaced with a few gems of poor quality. Anyway, this was all her property now.
Just like that, she looked up at the interstellar pirate ship that seemed to have experienced a lot of battles. In the form of a big gun star, she obediently followed these weird pirates into the elevator that led directly to the heights.
"Ross! You're back!"
"Any kitten!"
A ghostly black shadow flew out before Rose VI stepped onto the hatch of the "Time Rose", and then jumped onto Rose's broad shoulders like a silky, boneless form.
"Go this way!"
Before Xuanji could see the situation clearly in the dim light, the red-haired boy Ennis roughly pushed her aside.
"You can't go through the main hatch leading to the command room, that's where the deck peons go!"
She could only go down the elevator for one stop, and the cabin closed instantly, sending her to the small hatch on the lower floor.
"What's wrong? Kitty Ren?" Ross asked softly, stroking the back of this small black figure.
"Woman...I smell the scent of a woman." It made a high-pitched and hoarse voice with a cunning feel, and a pair of big golden eyes like copper bells looked at the captain's back mysteriously.
"How is that possible? It's just a deck worker here. Come on, stop being suspicious. I'll go back and open your favorite canned tuna for you. You're hungry, be good..."
"Ross, you must remember the old rules of our Time Rose! This is the oath you made 200 years ago!"
"Okay, how could I violate this? If there is a woman in the Time Rose, something bad will happen..."
This pirate ship, which would never allow any woman to set foot on it, took off, left the Ayton planet, and flew straight into the unknown depths of the universe.
After the Plato fleet expelled the Gaia fleet at the "Tannhäuser Gate", the latest Plato base "Grendel" appeared in the dark night sky.
At the beginning, this mysterious new space base planned to replace the enemy's "Osiris Base" had only three huge structural blocks, one large and two small, connected by corridors. This was a project escorted by the Third Fleet "Hatusa"
The fleet completed the work within 72 hours.
In this way, the two participating fleets, the White Tiger Knights and Hattusa, were able to berth on "Grendel". Only the "Shalouma", the largest first-class flagship of the Third Fleet, and numerous giant ships could be seen.
On the other side is the Knights' secondary flagship "Kvasa" and other silver-white battleships arranged densely.
The celebration banquet was held in the large-scale restaurant of the new base. Although Yuanjiao preached equality, the supreme commander Mursili and the two regiment leaders Lakshmana and Devada sat in the center of the large long table in a prominent position.
many, and their numerous entourages.
This battle was not difficult for the Platos to win, and there were not many sacrifices. Everyone seemed quite relaxed and happy.
"Grendel will be an evil dragon, entrenched above the Star City." Mursili, wearing a dark blue tight-fitting uniform, said proudly while drinking and drinking. "Now it is very small, and soon it will
, it will grow into a real giant dragon, and the unclean pagans like the Gaians will live in the shadow of our attack until they completely surrender again."
"The victory of this battle depends on the fire support of the super-light heavy artillery of the Hattusa fleet." Commander Lashman, a handsome man with dark black hair, raised a glass of non-alcoholic champagne and spoke in a typical knight accent about the scene.
Polite words.
As the new leader, Devadatta was stunned for half a second, and also raised the mead that the "ascetics" could drink at such a celebration banquet. Of course, all the drinks at this feast would not contain alcohol, but many
The young knights still drink only spring water, and they regard self-purification as a good deed.
Just as the senior officers of the fleet and the White Tiger Knights were raising their cups in the warm atmosphere to express their gratitude to the new base "Grendel", Kalki, who was wearing a long black casual uniform and a few followers, came from the other side.
Came in.
Nahusha's death left him in no mood to celebrate, but he, who was well versed in the political operations of Plato's army, knew that he could not miss any dinner gathering of senior commanders. Accompanied by Iansha, Egil, and another attendant Nott, he
He walked into the large restaurant quite solemnly.
Plato's people were known for their sharpness, not to mention this group of military nobles. The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Kalki originally did not want to squeeze into the supreme commander's table, but went to the next table, but everyone unconsciously stopped and stared at him, as if he was still the real grand commander.
Although he was still mourning in his heart, the glory of being the leader of the regiment for four years and the "first warrior" left an indelible mark on his demeanor, almost a kind of arrogant demeanor, although he has now carefully concealed it.
He stood up, but his gait was so majestic and his gestures were so elegant that no one among the White Tiger Knights could match him.
Several old subordinates who were sitting at the long table opposite stood up to greet Kalki as soon as they saw him.
"Rahu, don't go! Siddha!"
Shankara quickly grabbed the wrists of the two knights with both hands and pulled them violently.
"Shankara, do you want to keep a distance from Kalki like those snobbery or pseudo-moralists?" said the anxious and straightforward Rahu.
"No, I just know that our actions will arouse the displeasure of the two captains, which will make Kalki's life more difficult in the future." Shankara had cold sweat on his forehead. He was too used to hiding himself and overcoming himself.
The instinct was impulsive.
But the powerful Rahu suddenly broke away and said, "Shankara, either you come with us to greet him, or your friends are gone. Kalki needs our support, so put your thoughts aside!"
Just like that, almost all of Kalki's former subordinates stood up to greet him, as if he were still the commander of the regiment.
This made the two captains sitting in the center look embarrassed. How could they condescend to greet a deacon, but he was once their superior and even the soul of the entire knights.
"This person will only create divisions among us. He will not abide by discipline, because he was the discipline itself." Lakshmana put down the wine glass in his hand and whispered dissatisfiedly.
"Karki, you're late." Deacon Dagu, who was sitting at the far end of the main table, suddenly stood up, and several senior undead army commanders who were familiar with Kalki also stood up to show respect.
"Those who are late will be punished with three drinks. You can't refuse!" Dagu held the stem of the wine glass and gestured to Kalki. He also raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the wine. "This is a celebration drink, you knee."
Those monks who can break their hearts for prayer should not disappoint us old knights."
He was in a very relaxed state, which temporarily made the senior commanders come back to their senses from the cold state. Kalki's character that likes to pray and hates joking was also ridiculed. Many knights smiled, and under the tall man
Under the leadership of Deacon Dagu, he stood up to greet Kalki.
This is the welcome etiquette for the grand leader. If you like Mithraic Pact, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Mithraic Pact Search Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.