"How to kill a Platonic knight?"

"Piercing the heart and cutting off the head? Is it the same as dealing with vampires?"

"You don't have to work so hard, a quack doctor is enough."

"Hahaha, we doctors kill more people than soldiers!"

The short-haired Grand Captain Kalki sat quietly on the medical bed. His condition was different from three days ago. When he was first sent to Gaia, he was still in a semi-conscious state, but now he can move around freely.
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"Mr. Kalki, you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. We will arrange for you to have a discharge examination in the afternoon."

Arendt, the attending doctor wearing glasses, is one of the best doctors in the "Gulf Military Hospital" and has a clean and neat temperament. He has a translator plugged into his ear, and he has been relying on this for the past few days.

Communicating with Plato people.

"But before that, there is one little thing."

A beautiful female nurse and a weird-looking medical robot walked in and motioned to Kalki to stretch out his arm.

"What is this?"

"According to the prisoner of war management regulations, you need to wear a prisoner of war tracking management label when you are discharged from the hospital." Arendt explained mechanically, "I believe you should be clear about this procedure."

Kalki was stunned. In fact, Plato's all-encompassing training course would of course include the "Code of Conduct after Capture" course, but he never thought that one day he would also be marked with this shame mark.

"Don't touch me, if you dare to do this, I will kill myself!" He said very seriously, looking at Arendt with threatening blue eyes, "I have a thousand ways to kill myself."

"Oh, I know you Platons are not afraid of death, but suicide cannot solve the problem." Arendt smiled, "This is the best hospital in Gaia. You have a thousand ways to commit suicide, and we also have a thousand ways to save you.

You are inflicting unnecessary pain on yourself."

This smart and very Jewish doctor had a calm and slightly apologetic smile, and Kalki could see that he had a hint of ridicule towards him.

The grand commander suddenly stood up, so that the doctor could only look up at him, while he could look down at Arendt.

"Listen, if you wanted me to die, I wouldn't be alive until now, right." He analyzed in a very calm voice, "I believe that you don't kill me not because you are kind, but because you are kind.

Think that I am useful. If I am useful, then I am your guest, and also your honored guest. This kind of hospitality may not satisfy the guest. Since he is not satisfied, then he cannot be satisfied.

That’s your purpose.”

"Then all your hard work...isn't it in vain?"

Arendt's smile gradually disappeared. The tall blond man in front of her also had first-class intelligence.

"Okay... Mr. Kalki, I will convey your meaning."

He quickly left with the female nurse and the medical robot.
Chapter completed!