"You have the blood of Plato's 'First Warrior' Sirius. Ashra was Plato's strongest warrior in 500 years, and you are his only son. Ishetar is the ancient goddess of war, the heroine who bestowed royal power.
The richest city in the universe, Star City, is just the queen’s territory. Have you thought about the consequences of combining Sirius’s bloodline with Ishetar’s black blood?”
Kalki remained silent, and Shankara continued, "You are dominated by false love and passion. Once you combine with Ishtar and give birth to a son, the Gaians can use this child to destroy Plato, but the Illuminati Cult is
Enforcing the law of matrilineal descent."
Shankara turned his head and glanced at Xuanji, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, with a happy expression.
He came just in time, just like a saint calculating the time. They were not really combined. If he had come a few days later, I don't know how things would have progressed.
"You can't have children with her. Even if you fall in love with a lowly Gaia woman now, it's better than being with this blue dragon female noble whose bloodline is polluted."
The chief of staff continued to speak to Kalki in an admonishing tone. Originally, as a commander, he would have resented a young subordinate speaking to him in this tone, but now he remained silent with a sad expression on his face. p>
Many scenes came to mind: she was given to sleep with him, the child the senior agent said was waiting for them, the "mistress" mentioned by the priestess of the Illuminati Cult...
Now that everything is clear, here is the final answer.
"Why don't they raise her like a queen? Ishetar is the goddess worshiped by Star City, why does she live an ordinary life?" His tone became sluggish.
"A life of extravagance and extravagance corrupts a person's morality. Will you fall in love with a Gaian woman who lives like this?"
Shankara used one sentence to eliminate the remaining resistance in his heart. He knew the answer in his heart, but he was still unwilling to face it. Shankara was too agile and smart, but also too direct and cruel.
Looking closely at Xuanji's life, there are actually many flaws. It's just that he was fascinated by the cute girl and no longer thought about it. She has been living in Gaia's military system since she was a child, and has the greatest freedom in the name of a mercenary.
He lives the most prosperous life with the least money. Although he is a superior soldier without a father or mother, he can still gain a foothold in a place like Mangxing City.
"She is such a simple and kind-hearted girl..." Kalki stared at her sleepy face. Her black hair was flowing, and her whole body was full of youthful glory. Every moment spent with her filled his heart, which made people sad and melancholy.<
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"If you take her back to Plato, the saint will kill her. I still remember that old voice saying this, as long as I am alive, that prostitute will not be able to set foot on the land of the Arians. Emperor Plato hates Egypt
Shitar's body, this is understandable. We are two worlds that are constantly at war. Your falling in love with the heroine of Star City is a betrayal of every Platonic person who sacrificed his life on the front line."
"Stop talking..."
The gorgeous pictures of the Renaissance that he had read in the bookstore appeared before his eyes.
The eternal goddess, the queen of heaven, sits on a high throne, with her long dark brown hair hanging loose, wearing a five-star shining crown, and her slender and graceful body is tightly wrapped in a gorgeous robe studded with gems.
She was holding a blond baby in her arms and looking at him proudly.
The blond knight wearing Gothic armor knelt on one knee at her feet, clasped his hands, and begged her for mercy.
"My love, I have fought for you in all directions, but you slander Ci as Lucifer!"[1]
"I gave you the throne and the crown, and now I have nothing!"
The beautiful face of the goddess showed no mercy. The desperate knight stabbed his own chest with his long sword and fell to the ground.
Xuanji's whole body was full of youthful brilliance, and she walked lightly. She admired the Grand Captain Kalki so innocently; he with short blond hair went to the Prince Hotel with her, went to Weishan Bookstore together, practiced swordplay together, listened to music together, and raced cars together.
...Those lingering and passionate kisses made him understand the feeling of love.
We are of one heart and one mind and will never be separated.
"Looking for a true love is ultimately just deception and use... It's too difficult to control a high-ranking general in Plato. The Illuminati just needs someone to replace me, just like I was always just a substitute for my father in Plato.
Likewise, letting my biological child replace me is a really good idea."
Kalki turned around and stopped looking at her. It was wrong from the beginning, and no matter how hard you persist, it will never become right. From the first time he saw her, it was a trap and a mistake.
"Fate is so cruel, we are like jesters." The grand leader lowered his head, his blond hair fell down, and he used both hands to pull up the hood of his cloak.
"Let's set off!" Kalki said decisively, just like the encouragement he gave to his men every time he went on an expedition.
Then, with the demeanor of a heroic knight, he left without looking back.
Darkness enveloped everything, the holy and majestic Mount Kailash was shrouded in gloomy dark clouds, and the continuous Gangdise Mountains shone in the dark night. Against such a fairyland-like background, a Plato's White Tiger fighter plane shone like stars.
A bright light rushes into the depths of the dark universe.
A small fleet flies through space.
They returned to the fleet's flagship "Rigel". This battleship was much smaller than the Grand Commander's first-level flagship "Varuna", but fortunately it was well-equipped.
"Rigel" flagship medical staff and various medical robots gathered in the ship's medical room. The first thing Commander Shankara did after returning to the ship was to treat Kalki's shoulder injury.
When the grand leader was pushed out of the glowing barrel-shaped treatment machine, he sat up and looked down to see that his shoulder injury had healed, but the skin where he was shot was still pink for the time being.
"Where are the Plato soldiers and defectors on the Orca transport aircraft D-3956?" he asked.
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Shankara thought about it and seemed to be sorting out his thoughts, "There has been such an incident recently. They should be undergoing immigration investigation now and cannot act arbitrarily."
"Are they okay now?"
"Platonians will naturally receive preferential treatment, and those Gaians can only be sent to Hyperborea to work."
Seeing the worried expression on the grand leader's face, the chief of staff continued to comfort him, "We, the White Tiger Knights, I promise that I will supervise and give them the best arrangements. As for other units, we have no intersection..." p>
Everything that happened in Gaia disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and he returned to the Platonic system.
"I'm going to take a shower."
He said hello to the chief of staff. Shankara didn't feel anything unusual. It has always been the life habit of the grand leader to take a bath before returning to Plato.
The shipboard bathroom on "Rigel" is like everything in Plato's army, with a full sense of space.
The naked bather seemed to be standing in an open and pleasant space. Special water containing trace elements rushed towards the body from all directions. Then a bright light flashed and the whole body was dry. A blue light slid across his long and narrow cheeks.
As if being carefully swept by a laser razor, the messy mustache on both sides of the face immediately disappeared.
When he opened his blue eyes, he turned into a perfect man again, like a god.
He was naked and stood for a moment. From the moment he was born, he lived in a perfect world. The Plato people who lived and fought with him were all powerful, beautiful and intelligent, like gods, but they did not understand the things in the world.
, and there is no ordinary mind or worldly thoughts.
He looked down at his open hands and recalled his first night in Xuanji's apartment. He walked to the bathroom and everything in front of him was shaking. The household shower imitated the feeling of raindrops. He stretched out his hands to look at his hands and asked himself
,Is this life in Mangxing City?
Which world is real? Which world is illusory?
When he was wearing sleeping clothes and preparing to enter deep sleep in the egg-shaped sleep machine, Shankara specially told him:
"Kalki, each of us has a secret, and we have to keep it secrets for each other."
The grand leader lowered his head, his blond hair hanging down, as he was recalling these words.
Before this night, he had never thought that the person placed by the saint beside him was actually his chief of staff Shankara.
He almost watched him grow up. They went to the battlefield together, ate together, lived together, prayed together, took care of and visited Shankara when he was injured, and he even made Shankara a knight... who
Unexpectedly, he has been working for the Ministry of Internal Affairs for many years, and has also been serving as a backbone for the saint, monitoring his every move.
"Okay, we are friends, friends forever."
The grand commander hugged his chief of staff tightly.
This made Shankara also show a slightly surprised expression. He guessed that Kalki had already understood his identity. He thought that with the fierce and upright temper of the grand leader, he would be furious. He treated his friends sincerely, so he hated his friends for betraying him the most. p>
"I'm sorry, Kalki, we have to survive." Shankara showed the pain in his heart, "I swear, I have not done anything to harm you, never."
They just have the appearance and power of gods, but they are still living beings struggling to survive. Even the huge stars in the vast universe are so small.
"I know, I trust each of you...I regard you as my brothers and my family."
Instead, he comforted the uneasy Shankara.
"I can erase the memories of your time in captivity. I believe these memories will not be too good."
Shankara seemed to want to make him happy. As a secret agent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he naturally had a way.
So many, so many memories came to my heart...I loved someone.
"Shankara, who am I?" he asked suddenly.
"Our grand leader." Shankara replied without thinking. He looked at Kalki and wondered why he asked so suddenly.
Kalki looked at him calmly, silently.
It is difficult for a person to break free from his own identity. It is like a natural shackles. Everything he knows in the Earth Archives can only be a secret. If you tell anyone, no one will believe it.
The secrets and energy possessed by the gods are too huge, how can humans bear them?
A beautiful blue planet appeared in front of the fleet.
Plato's star arrived and they returned successfully.
In the egg-shaped sleeping bed, Kalki, the grand leader of the White Tiger Knights, opened his blue eyes, just like the day he woke up from the flagship "Varuna" and prepared to attack Gaia's 166P base. p>
[1] This is an allusion to the Catholic Church’s worship of the Mother of God, which followed the ancient worship of Ishtar, or the “worship of the Great Mother Goddess.” The “Worship of the Sun” represented by the worship of Mithras was borrowed from the worship of Nazareth.
Man Jesus, but the church in turn classified ancient gods as demons and persecuted pagans and their believers.