
“Stop!” two spears crossed by two guards, intercepting Veroa who was about to enter arbitrarily.
“It seems, it can't be yes without people – people know my identity to be able to enter the palace raja” it seems like he just dabbled, whether after the party is over, after the party is over, people – people still at a loss. But in fact, these guards are still aware of their duties. Forced, he issued a token symbolizing the glory of the city of Tungsten adjacent to the symbol of the glory of the Kingdom of Sylvani. Everyone knew every royal emblem, these soldiers clearly widened their eyes, in disbelief at what they were seeing.
A few seconds Veroa displayed the token, the two guards were dumbfounded. They soon came to their senses after Veroa pulled back her token and put it in her clothing pocket. “It seems, I am still not allowed to enter, huh? Ok deh” was intending to leave, he half turned his back before the two guards dismissed him and apologized for his irreverence and negligence. One of the two passed away after telling Veroa to wait for her to be invited in by the person concerned.
“Eh? Wait, tell King Arthur, Duke Tungsten visited him” before the guards went any further, he told me a more specific identity, he himself felt strange not to be asked.
He waited a little while, it seemed like King Arthur needed some time to prepare to meet the noble guests from another kingdom. Finally, the gate of the palace was opened, he was welcome to enter and be guided by a servant, taking him away to a predetermined place.
Instead of being led into the palace, he was taken to the palace grounds. There, it turns out there is a small furniture made of stone given a touch of artist. Someone was sitting there, on his stone table was a simple parcel reserved for important guests. In the small kettle made of glass, it seems to have been available some kind of tea, but slightly clear black.
When he got there, the servant who had brought him bowed a little in honor, and he went to hand Veroa to the sitting man.
“Please sit down, Mr...” The man stood up and invited his guest to sit down, he paused his speech, waiting for his guest to introduce himself.
“Veroa, you can call me that, King Arthur” he said after he sat on a stone chair that turned out to feel quite soft, like sitting on a chair containing kapuk randu that feels soft when occupied.
“Ah, you are the Duke of Veroa who rules the city of Tungsten which is famous for its innovative construction, huh? Especially to be able to restore the economy so quickly. Thou know? That was great!” it turns out that, uh it turns out, he did not expect, news about the progress of his city which is fairly rapid, has spread to the neighboring kingdom.
“King can, I am not as good as that” Veroa is not arrogant, because indeed the development he is doing for his beloved city is still the first step.
After a light conversation, which actually each assesses the attitude of the other, King Arthur lures Veroa to switch topics to the main topic. “I am sure, your arrival is not just to talk or congratulate me who has become king, ‘kan?” said.
Previously, Veroa was a little confused to convey her point, she was not too adept at switching topics. However, if the interlocutor lures him to discuss the main topic, he happily speaks it.
“Sorry. Please continue what you want to say” realized his attitude is not worth showing to guests, he immediately realized it and he immediately controlled his emotions provoked, due to interlocutors brought up his sister's problems. Although, his sister had committed a major crime, he felt, it was not appropriate for outsiders to give punishment. He was the one who had the right to give him the right punishment, but he realized, he had just made a mistake by interrupting the interlocutor with his actions.
“I intend to bring Prince Arthemis, his goal was to punish me for offending me and desecrating my precious subordinate” Veroa did not feel afraid to say so in the presence of a king with regard to blood.
King Arthur tried to contain his anger when he heard his brother was about to be executed, but he also heard that Veroa's subordinates were also victims and had even offended him. He shouldn't be angry, but it's about his brother's problem that the law shouldn't be linked to feelings.
“Um... Can you explain in more detail what is the reason you want to punish Prince Arthemis by being sentenced to death? Which should be, we're the ones responsible for it” he's trying not to create unnecessary conflict the day after he took office as king.
“I'm sorry, I don't trust blood brothers to have the guts to execute their own brother, no matter how bad he is. Therefore, I want to help you, so that your hands are not contaminated by the blood of your own brother” Veroa is still relaxed, he also gives a reason that is still acceptable to the intellect, he also gave a reason that is still acceptable to the intellect, although it can still be felt the existence of hidden intentions behind his words.
King Arthur did not intend to hand over Prince Arthemis to anyone, he did not want his brother sentenced to death. But, he will indeed punish his sister with the appropriate punishment and also he wants to provide decent compensation to people – people who are victims of the crime that his sister has committed.
Thinking about how he could maintain his brother's existence to remain in his control. He realized, after the arrival of Veroa from the neighboring kingdom, there would definitely be another party who wanted to collect the punishment against his sister. Maybe a bigger problem will come.
After a deep breath of fresh air, he then said “May you not be angry, I can not just let go, because he is my responsibility to take care of it. Legally, I also have control over it”
After hearing the word ‘hukal’ began to be used, Veroa smiled. He had expected that King Arthur would eventually keep Prince Arthemis under his protection by using the law.
“After this, your kingdom should get ready for a great storm. For a final warning, do you think, a criminal is worth the security of this kingdom to protect? Try to ponder it” finally, Veroa there is no other way, other than using the violent way to destroy a handle called this law.
Seeing no response, there was even King Arthur looking at him with a smile. It seems, he did not think too much about Veroa's words that were considered strange. He would probably take it seriously if he heard it from a king or someone who had an equivalent position to him. Veroa smiled again before saying, “When we meet again later, no regrets... See you, in the ruins of Rome” Kingdom