Chapter 422 (1/2)

DIDU south station.

There were not many people on the spacious platform, and they were basically Imperial officers and soldiers in iron gray uniforms.

Salian, who was also dressed in an Imperial General's uniform without a military rank, stood lazily on the platform with a dark gray winter coat on his shoulder and a thin cigarette in his mouth.

The cold wind whistling, along the smooth and cold track blowing over, all the way swaggering across the platform.

The gray shadow on the platform is grey, which is more and more like the shadow of the people standing on the platform.

There are no people, no flags, no gongs and drums, and no fireworks, let alone countless flowers and petals flying from the sky.

Compared with the grand welcome ceremony held in port Tulun, the layout of salean on the platform is more like the scene of the handover of felons, with great and incomparable killing.

On the whole platform, there is only a military band of 100 people standing in the corner of the platform with a little color. They hold all kinds of musical instruments, polished glossy instruments, wrapped with a few colored silk, this is the only bright color on the platform.

When Joe and gorkin walked up the platform with Hessen, salean was spitting the cigarette end in his mouth on the platform, and carelessly stepped on it, crushing the cigarette end to pieces.

Seeing Joe and gorkin coming up, salean raised his hand and waved to the brothers.

Then, salean noticed Hessen next to Joe and gorkin. He raised his eyebrows, carried his hands, and slowly walked two steps toward this side. He nodded in the distance: ”if I'm not mistaken, this is Hessen von whittle?”

Hessen spits out the end of his cigar in the corner of his mouth. He strides forward two steps and takes off his heavy bear skin cap with his right hand. When the cold wind blows, the hair on Hessen's head is disordered, and Hessen's face is wrinkled, showing a strange expression that is extremely unadaptable to the cold of the imperial capital.

He bowed slightly to Sarian and saluted, ”then you must be your royal highness Salian von Heidelberg I'm sorry, your highness. I was just curious, so I followed gorkin and Joe to see the excitement. It seems that... ”

Hessen blinked and glanced at the dead, cold platform.