Chapter 354 The position of “First Samurai” changes
Seeing that most of the knights stood up to greet them, Devadatta, the most junior leader of the group, also stood up.
"Grand Captain Kalki...oh, no." The young man with blond curly hair even said the wrong thing out of nervousness, "You personally confirmed me as a deacon. You have always been my respected senior and the glory of the White Tiger Knights.
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"Captain Devadatta, I thank you for your warm welcome." Kalki looked up at Lakshmana with a slightly arrogant look, "There is a man whom I personally welcomed from Polijedo[1].
When he arrived at the Trayest Mausoleum, he swore an oath that he would always be loyal to me."
These words made Lakshmana's face turn pale. He now switched to Ila for the honor of being the chief regiment leader.
At this time, Fleet Commander-in-Chief Mursili quickly stood up. In this way, everyone present had to stand up to welcome a late deacon, which was not in line with normal etiquette.
"Karki, it has been nearly three years since we were separated from each other in the Battle of Messier, and you are still so... noble." Mursili looked at him. Kalki seemed to have changed a lot, and the elegance and innocence of a noble boy had almost disappeared.
Instead, he has the seriousness and coldness of a cold-blooded warrior. His facial features are still perfect, but there is a shallow dry line under his eyelids leading to his high cheekbones due to the hard work of fighting.
"Please sit down! Please sit down! Everyone, please sit down!" The commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet used a gentle attitude to resolve the tension within the White Tiger Knights.
"Thank you for your kindness. The main table is already full. My people and I can just sit aside." Kalki deliberately showed a sense of humility. His intention was not to compete with the two captains.
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"Kalki, have you forgotten? All automatic dining tables are retractable. Please sit over here." Deacon Dagu came over to greet him.
"It's really too crowded here." Kalki shook his head.
"If you don't occupy the position, the enemy will." Dagu blinked his dark brown eyes and motioned for him to sit down.
In this way, Kalki and all his subordinates sat on the side of Deacon Dagu. The number of followers exceeded the size of the head of the knights. This made Lakshmana quite unhappy, but he had nothing to do.
Karki looked at the two captains who stopped talking. He understood that Ila had not had a brilliant record so far, and he could still hold his own on the front line.
"Kalki, how are you doing recently? We really miss you..."
When Rahu saw his old master, he was as affectionate as a loyal dog reunited after a long separation. Siddha's eyes were even wet with excitement, and she almost hugged him in public, while Shankara kept looking at the two captains.
I looked at her face and thought about how to make up for the possible rift afterwards.
When Kalki was chatting with his old subordinates, Mursili said:
"Oh, I got the latest news. The Grand Commander Yinghuo will lead the Blue Dragon Knights to Grendel in 36 hours. He will escort the Plato engineering fleet. They will build a larger base. And the Grand Commander Yinghuo is here because
On the way, he defeated the blocking Gaia fleet and was awarded the honor of 'First Warrior' by the Senate."
At this moment, the atmosphere of the celebration banquet, which had turned dull, suddenly erupted into a commotion, and everyone began to whisper among themselves.
Yinghuo got the honor of "First Samurai"? Kalki was stunned.
This is the highest affirmation of the individual combat capabilities of Plato's generals. The superposition of the status of Grand Commander and "First Samurai" means that he is superior to all Plato's generals. Just like when he went to the Senate for a meeting, he did not let anyone in his eyes.
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"This is really the pride of our Qinglong clan. My mother is also from the Qinglong clan. Sometimes I think that our Plato is simply a matriarchal society." Mursili joked with his subordinates. Many senior commanders of the Third Fleet
They all have typical yellow appearance. The Plato system likes to arrange combat units according to the human race, so that they are more harmonious with each other.
"The Grand Master Yinghuo is coming to Grendel. Is he already the 'First Samurai'?" Roshman looked around at his cronies with a smile on his face unconsciously, although he hoped that the White Tiger Knights could continue to maintain their status.
Since Ila can't get this honor, it's enough to make Kalki uncomfortable.
Various looks from all directions were directed at Kalki, who was sitting at the far end. This made him feel for a moment that his eyes were like arrows, and that he was the bull's-eye.
"Soon we will meet the new First Warrior. It's time to give the Grand Leader Yinghuo a good break." Lashman raised the wine glass in his hand with a relaxed expression.
"Of course, our two fleets can hold a competition. It would be better if there is a classical competition. The competition between the Blue Dragon Knights and the White Tiger Knights is really the pinnacle showdown of Plato's warriors." Mursili suggested.
"I really want to compete with the Blue Dragon Knights in martial arts. It has always been my dream to fight against the highest-level friendly forces. Unfortunately, I am already overage without realizing it." Devadatta also chimed in in a casual tone.
Kalki watched the top commanders chatting easily from a distance. Now, he had nothing to do.
"Come on, Kalki, have a drink with me." Deacon Dagu handed him a glass of wine. "Don't be depressed. Nahusha has seen the end of the war and received the reward from heaven. We should
I'm happy for him, come and have a drink, good wine can bring a lot of happiness!"
"No! I don't drink." Kalki raised his head and declined politely, his face still looking very ugly.
"This does not violate religious rules. It is more valuable and delicious than real wine."
"Really, I don't need enjoyment, I need self-control and physical cleanliness."
"Hahaha!" Deacon Dagu laughed boldly, "Karki, you are already a man, don't be as stubborn and unhuman as the little boy in Bukhara. You always reject this world, the one who loves you.
world."
"Love me?" Kalki glanced at the crystal clear amber liquid, rippling with a deep blackness like the dark night.
The deacon took the uniquely shaped wine glass, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.
Deacon Dagu's men started booing for Kalki's first drink, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated. This made the senior commanders in the middle turn their heads during the conversation. Kalki's every move was always so attractive.
It's so powerful that they can't understand it.
"Ahem...it's really bitter and astringent." Kalki frowned. The wine Dagu handed him was so real that it even imitated the burning sensation of alcohol flowing through his throat. This was the first time he tasted it in thirty-two years of living like an angel.
The taste of strong alcohol burns inside the body like a burning fire.
[1]Pāriyātraka nivāsini, the mountain sky, is the "Bukhara" that Lakshmana was in charge of when he was a deacon. It is one of the twenty-four Bukharas affiliated with the White Tiger Knights. If you like Mithraic Pact, please collect it
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