BATTLE CRY'S
Lontara 16: The State of the Palace
"If it's so bad" said the king casually he's the only person who can still pick up when tense like this.
The room was now under great pressure. Everyone has a headache except for the king. Then a middle-aged man came by breaking down the door with his feet.
"You old men are too worried about that, do you not think that the white sect will not benefit if this kingdom is controlled by the black stream. We use that excuse to persuade them." The ministers were furious but not a single person dared to offend the man in this room.
"Ah, Brother Han. Welcome, your entrance has never changed." The king stood up and greeted him.
That man was the sect head of the natural valley. It is thanks to this that the kingdom became disinclined by the white sect. Because the natural valley was one of the three largest white streams in the Geateria Kingdom other than the Iron Tattoo and Fire Jade Furnace that had just entered into the category of a large sect.
"Although with your current position, Chairman Han. Give a little face to the king." Said someone standing next to the king. The king did not consider it a problem.
"Hmmm!" The head of the Natural Valley Sect, Han turned his face away.
"Ah, stop. We should also start gathering the heads of the white sect as soon as possible. If you don't want this kingdom to collapse." The king gave his word casually while shaking his hand.
Many were unaware, if the strongest person in this room was not Han from the Valley Sect of nature but rather this relaxed looking King. King Duncan. His personality was a bit problematic for a king due to his Flamboyant and childish nature.
Not many know what magic King Duncan has. Not many know behind that stupid, peeling face that is hidden by immense power.
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King Duncan managed to escape from the pursuit of his Secretary. That person always ran away if told to sign a document that was as thick as the size of a large log.
While walking in the park he saw his daughter walking with a serious-faced bodyguard who was the same age as his daughter.
"Givenhaa!!" He waved his hand quickly.
While the Princess massaged her forehead seeing her father like that.
Somehow King Duncan instantly a blink of an eye appeared before Princess Elvena.
"Your Majesty" the two men lowered their heads.
"Ah, I've told you many times not to behave like that to me Elvena, you're my daughter, be spoiled and cute to your father's this~" King Duncan sighed."when you used to be so sweet"
"Although so. You are the King of this Geateria Kingdom, Father." Elvena.
"Phuh, just troublesome. Raise your head too, son of Chalice. You've also been my own son, thank you for taking care of my little princess." The king smiled at the passionate young man complete with a sword sheathed at his waist.
"No, your majesty it's my duty." His golden hair swayed crazily. His eyes imply that he is a man of firmness and integrity.
"Hei Chalice, come with me to take a peek at the bath." The king whispered in Chalice's ear.
"Sorry, my majesty, I refuse. It was a disrespectful act for Knights like me."
"Ah, boring." Put on a laughable wry face
"Your majesty, Mother can be very angry when you hear what you just said." Princess Elvena smiled coldly
"Oh, come on, baby. I just want to invite Chalice to grow up. Your mother is angry with you anyway. So he won't be approached."
"That's because my father put a rat in his soup."
"It was a surprise birthday, right after that I gave him a gift." King Duncan Protest.
"No woman wants to be rewarded, a river pebble." Elvena frowned.
"The stone of the river is not an ordinary stone, the stone is green. Isn't that cool, green pebbles?." The king frowned.
"And in a slime blanket. Don't forget that."
Elvena shook her head, even Chalice also sighed.
"Your highness. Your majesty!!" There was a loud sound in the air.
"Oh, that's Jansen. I have to go, drugs, baby."
King Duncan ran away from them then not long ago appeared the brown-haired youth with sweat on his forehead. Seeking the existence of the King.
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The train went slowly without a hitch, Andros spoke to a man with an iron armour.
"Listen, Andros. You were chosen directly by the princess to protect her so, prepare yourself" the man said in a serious tone.
The trip to the capital takes two days by horse-drawn carriage. The carriage only carried Andros, the man in the armor and a coachman.
They stopped by a village to fill supplies first, but when they reached the village. They saw a strange sight, the entire population in the village looked lethargic and moody even the children as well.
Andros tried to ask what happened but the residents refused to give information.
"There's something strange in this village, Uncle Ozo."
"Yes, I feel it too."
"We'd better help them Uncle." Andros said that steadily.
"But, you should arrive in two more days at the palace. Andros, the princess is waiting for you." Uncle Ozo prevented Andros but the boy balked.
"We must help them Uncle, if Uncle refuses then please Uncle return to his own palace. I'm not coming." Andros went straight to the center of the village without looking back.
While Uncle Ozo had no choice but to follow Andros, the order he received was to bring Andros to the palace but not to force him.
He told the coachman to leave first and told them they would be a little late. The driver nodded and then spurred the horse quickly.
Andros tried to find the village chief's house by asking the children who passed by.
When he arrived at the village chief's house, he saw Reyot's house which was even simpler than the other villagers' houses.
When he came in, a man came out with a smile on his face.
"Can I help you, young man?" Her speech.
After Andros stated that if he wanted to help this village, the look on the village head changed immediately and invited Andros to enter. Before they entered Uncle Ozo arrived and entered.
"So, what happened to this village, Grandpa?" Andros asked in a worried tone.
Grandfather sighed then told her that originally life in Tani Village had a bountiful harvest but since the arrival of the bandit groups near the hill, their lives were very difficult. The bandits initially only asked for the Tribute but since this year the harvest failed, the bandits started asking for the girls from this Village.
"Twelve girls have been kidnapped from this village. We have no power to fight them." The village chief's grandfather covered his face with both hands, he was ashamed as the village chief.
"What if you hire a group from the nearby Magic Sect?" Uncle Ozo.
"They don't want to help because we don't have anything to pay for." Grandpa was sad.
Andros was quite upset because of their attitude but that was the truth, rarely would anyone want to help someone if not rewarded.
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