It’s past seven o’clock in the evening, and it’s time for Plato’s knights to prepare for bed.
Although Karuizawa Prince Hotel has the most advanced ancient hot spring in Star City, Kalki still quickly washed the floor and took a cold shower. It is difficult for people to change their living habits. He was raised as a war machine without emotions and six desires.
Any amount of enjoyment will bore him.
After they bathed and changed clothes, they were taken into an extremely clean and elegant bedroom, but there was only one quilt on the tatami.
They were all shocked. Probably the registration staff saw Xuanji's information, 20 years old, freelancer, combined with Kalki being a 29-year-old general, everyone thought she was a ****, this kind of thing
It is so common among the senior generals of the Gaia army that they are no longer surprised.
"We are just friends, he is here to travel!" Xuanji said to the waiter in desperation.
"Friends?" Kalki looked at her with a slight smile on his lips. He liked Xuanji calling him a "friend", "Then we don't know each other anymore."
"Okay..." She seemed to agree reluctantly, because the pain of six broken ribs was still vaguely in her memory.
But she saw him smiling at her. When he smiled, a shallow wrinkle would form on the edge of his resolute face, which completely made it impossible for her to connect with the murderous leader. She unconsciously smiled as well.
In response to him, she decided to throw the unpleasant memories of him almost killing her on the battlefield into the Ocean of Thetis.
From the beginning, there was a special tacit understanding between them.
The hotel staff immediately changed their sleeping beds into separate futons on both sides, separated by a plain Japanese screen.
When they were sleeping, there was still a lot of noise outside, and the excitement of the night had just begun. The Japanese-style room was very transparent, and the sound floated from the water waves.
Sleeping on the tatami felt a bit stiff, which made Xuanji unable to sleep for a while, so they chatted across the screen.
"For Plato people, Plato is the fatherland, but I have forgotten what the 'fatherland' looks like, and my 'fatherland' no longer needs me..."
Kalki, who was sleeping on the other side, felt particularly comfortable. The hard sleeper made him more relaxed than the soft and collapsed sofa bed. He heard a girl's voice but couldn't see her. This was really an interesting experience.
He didn't know how to comfort Xuanji. He felt that she had been secretly sad about losing her status as a Plato military noble. But even if she returned to Plato now, she would only have the value of genes and blood. Plato's top group was extremely exclusive and
Close, adhering to cumbersome etiquette and extreme values.
"You can enjoy some freedoms that Platonic women don't have, and you are more thoughtful and insightful than them." He could only comfort you.
She whispered a few words on the other side of the screen, seemingly disapproving of it.
"If I were to return to Plato now, the place I most want to see would be the Palace of Foch. Any Platonic person is allowed to go there freely to view and play. Some people say that it is the most magnificent palace complex in the universe. It is so beautiful.
Like a fairyland in a fairy tale..."
"There are many beautiful gardens and palaces there, and the scenery is indeed good. But I only go back when the Senate is meeting." Kalki replied, "The artificial scenery is too perfect. I like the magnificent natural scenery, the sea, mountains, and forests.
, rivers and lakes..."
"But that's also an artificial scenery..." she protested in a low voice.
"Well, the past 500 years have given Plato's wilderness a primitive look. We have all forgotten that this is a designed landscape... In fact, outside Pank's circle, many places still maintain the rocky appearance of the original planet.
It is very strange and magnificent, but I am always on the front line and it is difficult to have the opportunity to travel long distances."
"It seems you like traveling very much."
"Hmm... a small hobby." He was a little embarrassed that someone had guessed his hobby. A person who has a hobby must be disgusted, "We don't even fully understand our own planet, but we were sent to
Thousands of light years away on the front line to defend faith and civilization; ignorant of life, but able to fight skillfully."
"Oh my god, you really have ideas...Has anyone ever said you are a philosopher?" She sighed softly.
He laughed softly, "Sometimes, but these guys are just complimenting the leader."
"Emperor Plato should be a philosopher..." Xuanji sometimes has crazy thoughts rushing into her mind. She appreciates the nobility and extraordinaryness that Kalki inadvertently shows in his gestures. This is something she has never seen in other handsome men.
, she suddenly imagined Kalki wearing the emperor's star robe and admiring roses in the most beautiful palace in the universe.
"Maybe one day, you will become Emperor Plato." She said unexpectedly.
"I don't care about being an emperor at all. I don't like living like that." He bluntly popped the bubble of her fantasy.
"A person who appears to be supreme is actually a sociological living dead... In fact, the Platonists did not envy the prisoner imprisoned in the Holy of Holies. He symbolized a religious sacrifice for
Isn't it terrifying that all Platoons bear all the sins and can only pray? Emperor Plato had no real political power. He could not mobilize the army or leave the Holy of Holies. Only the Senate held real power. Plato was an aristocratic republic.
Yes, the core nobles will all be in their own place, and no one will covet the throne."
"Oh, you guys are so stupid, can't you try to centralize your power?" She said helplessly.
"Mortals enter the Holy of Holies and become saints because they are connected to the consciousness of 'Logos'. When saints leave the Holy of Holies, they become mortal and lose their holiness. How can an ordinary Plato command the world?
?"
"Okay..." Xuanji could only switch her imagination to: Kalki was walking among strange-shaped rocks in travel clothes, and then took out a pseudo-bacon vegetarian burger with lettuce and pickles to eat. Alas, in fantasy
He smiled so happily and honestly throughout.
"That's fine," she continued. "In the state of virtual king, high-ranking nobles like you can do their own thing and have their own freedom."
Kalki's desire for power is so weak, which shows how simple Plato's politics is. Xuanji thought to herself.
The grand leader across the screen was also silent. It was impossible for him to express any real views on Plato's politics in Gaia. Just like he secretly complained to Ila, he could only express some institutional conventional understandings.<
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"Plato's emperor was not elected by everyone, but decided by 'Logos'. He was the real chosen one, so Plato people would not think about this issue."
"Fatalism." She sighed quietly. People in Plato seemed to be content with their fate.
"Maybe you won't believe it..." After chatting with her for a few words, he couldn't help but confide in her. His voice was cold, like night, "I will be punished when I return to Plato."
"Ah?"
"We deserve victory, but we cannot escape the blame for defeat, because we already have an absolute racial advantage over the Gaians... This is the logic of the military committee. If senior frontline commanders make serious command errors, they must be investigated and questioned.
Although they are very fair and rigorous most of the time, my command in the 'Pirate Corridor'..."
He stopped talking, thinking of all the questions and accusations against him in the internal communications, sweeping through the dark night.
"I had an inexplicable defeat in the M17. I couldn't even understand it..." he continued, "but military operations only depend on the results. I lost, I ordered all the water concentrates to be discarded, and I lost half of them.
Fleet... In Plato, demotion is as bottomless as going to hell."
"Oh... so they want to recruit you." Xuanji blurted out, "Have you ever thought of staying in Manxing City? They have already given you the status of admiral. If you think the name Kalki is too platonic, they can give it to you at any time.
A new name, a new life..."
At this time, the unbridled laughter of several middle-aged men came from the suite on the other side.
It turned out that Lieutenant General Gaia, who looked like an American, was accompanied by an Australian major general and another major general who looked Chinese and Russian and spoke with a Northeastern accent. He was drinking wine with geishas and making naughty jokes.
A major general with a Northeastern accent even ran out and vomited by the river. A geisha went to help him, and the two of them fell down and went back to the house.
"I don't want to be with them." His tone was firm.
"Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times."
Slaughtered like chickens by the Platons, the number of generals lost on the front line every year is in the triple digits... They enjoy themselves in time, but they are just anesthetizing themselves."
"Last year's white snow, where is it now?" Kalki sighed to her, "Warriors are always in turmoil, and every day is like the last day of their lives... In fact, the age of the grand leader rarely exceeds 35 years old.
Will be transferred to the fleet. The Knights only need the strongest and strongest warriors. The rules of this world are cruel. If you are not careful, you will be eliminated. The grand captain is the pinnacle that Plato's generals can reach. The wheel of fate can only
Slowly go down..."
This is not like you, you are a person who will not admit defeat."
"Once..." He seemed to be very sentimental at night, "Death was easier for me."
"You are the strongest person, believe me." Xuanji encouraged him, thinking of his unparalleled individual combat ability on the battlefield, which could easily make anyone feel scared in front of him, "You are comparable to the gods.
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"This is the most flattering flattery I have ever heard..." He laughed.
"Tell me about the emperor, please? Will he also be a handsome Platonic man?" She showed her little girl side. In her mind, she always seemed to imagine the emperor in purple robes, who was transcendent.
Above all living beings.
"I don't know about Handsome, but it is said that he is in his seventies and will abdicate soon."
"Okay..." He could always kill her fantasy with one sentence, but then he thought, "That means Plato will have a new emperor soon. If you can become the emperor, you will be much more powerful than being the grand leader." "No, that scares me..." Kalki told her, "In the past four years, he has only seen the emperor once... That was when I turned 25 and was allowed to attend the Senate. It was the first time I came to the Senate.
, I am curious about everything. But the emperor’s sudden visit impressed me deeply.”
"Have you ever met the emperor himself?"
"I didn't really see him, because 'no one can see the face of the Lord', we had to be separated by hundreds of meters of steps and curtains. We all lowered our heads. I saw a wide silver curtain of light out of the corner of my eye.
Hanging from the heights of the imperial platform, the puppets serving the emperor were dressed in black, with their hoods turned up and wearing shadowless masks. They looked like ghosts, bringing a dark atmosphere to the bright Senate. I think
When they performed various complicated rituals like fluttering shadows and lit three tents of incense, white smoke immediately rose up, like clouds and mist in front of the imperial platform. The whole Senate was filled with a fragrance. I couldn't help it.
To describe it, I have never smelled such a wonderful and elegant fragrance..."
"I thought Plato didn't have any music, but for the first time I heard a kind of string music, which was unusually soft and sinister, and extremely mysterious. I thought what kind of instrument it was playing, but I really couldn't guess." The always taciturn person
When Kalki recalled this profound life experience, he seemed to have opened up a conversation, "I secretly saw the puppet scattering purple-red newly picked rose petals on the ground, and I knew that the emperor was coming. The one whose feet cannot touch the ground
Everyone present knelt down in unison, and I quickly followed suit. This made me very scared. It was the first time I felt such heavenly holiness..."
"I didn't hear the footsteps, because the emperor's feet stepped on the path paved with rose petals. I heard the slight friction of the robe. Even if there was a curtain, no one could look up at the emperor. I could only lower my head and look at the marble.
On the ground, everyone can only call him a 'saint', and those who claim to be a 'slave'..."
"A saint does not live like a human being... I felt too depressed at the time," Kalki lamented. "He said nothing. No one dared to ask why he came suddenly without any communication. He was like a curtain.
The ghost behind... This strange atmosphere lasted until the saint left. At this time, the ethereal fragrance and music also left with him, and the indescribable mysterious atmosphere also dissipated... I only saw a lot of rose petals
, there is a fragrance, this experience is so wonderful, I will never forget it.”
"Can you imagine that I will become such a person?" he continued. "On the surface, I appear to be supreme, but in fact, I am just a ghost. Are the senators really slaves? I observed their expressions of relief. They understand that with such offerings
The etiquette of the Supreme Being actually cut off the possibility of the emperor intervening in real life... This is an extremely isolated person, a sacrifice thrown out of the flock. No one will really care about him, a person who is completely redundant in the system.
..."
"Xuanji?"
His story was too long and she fell asleep.
Kalki looked helplessly at the ceiling. After all, she was just a careless child who had not yet gotten rid of her pink girlish heart. And he could not sleep in such a strange environment, and worries about the future surrounded him like night. p>