Get Down From Khayangan
Bait
Kotun palace guards investigate a detailed case. He searched for sources to enter every citizen's house down every street. The troops were divided into several groups scattered in hiding, disguised as ordinary citizens and even disguised as a sexy girl. They polish according to the character of the style of the body structure of each.
The first missing child, Resa, finds a black piece of cloth that seems to have been accidentally pulled by her. He knew well the flakes of cloth like the robes of men who often fly at night. Yeti seeks Demusa, nothing without the emergence of a new warlord figure in the inauguration. The soldiers told the commander he had not been seen since this morning.
“Then where did Semi go?”
“The guardian of the commander-in-chief is assigned to guard his residence while he is not in the place” replied the soldier.
Kotun ransacked Demusa's study, there were no suspicious signs. He continued the search following the masked men flying into the king's room. Black smoke billowed through the air. The guard watched them stand before the king in a proud manner. The man standing in the mask kicked his body, the king was not angry and his hands were joined together in front of his chest like a frightened person asking for forgiveness.
“What secret is hidden until the king looks scared?” kotun Gumam.
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The fence that Zeus put up successfully penetrated, the goddess immediately flew out looking for them, especially the rabbit demon. The battlefield is still boisterous the sound of sword friction, the cry of people in pain fighting for power. The demon lord had already left as well as the witches, the goddess pulled the rabbit and Demusa back to the commander's residence.
“Master, I think all day sir is inside. But the taboo sound of drums and shofars makes me want to know where the war is. I'm keeping an eye on the residence at the border of the city just in case they come in. Oh yes sir besides finding important information, the masked men in black robes turned out to be the accomplices of the king. The black sect worshipped the devil, not knowing for sure the truth of this news” Sem said.
“Thanks Sem, your work is very good.”
“Goddess, you're okay right?” ask the rabbit demon to approach him.
“Tu_mr! The rabbit can talk. Arghh!” shouted Sem.
“Pacify yourself. You are so brave to play the sword against the enemy but little guts just look at the talking rabbit” Demusa quipped.
“I'm sorry sir.”
A stealth figure approached the guard, he smilingly wagged his winking tail to disturb him. A little amused, afraid he was walking backwards. Demusa and the goddess left them for the lotus pond.
“Goddess, we just finished gardening, something strange. Usually this plant quickly grows in one night after getting moonlight from your hands. But look, even green bud leaf seedlings do not look” said Ufaka.
“Dear your words Laida, the goddess has lost much of her power to protect us.”
“You are patient, using a farming system using solar energy. Until the power of the goddess recovers all the fresh herbs can be fertile in one more night” Demusa said.
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The existence of the moon goddess is still the target of witches and demons. Back in the night, Togu and the oldest witch fight over who first gains the moon goddess' powers. They stopped bickering at the cries of curious spirits over the territory of Libria. The fishy aroma of the air was stinging, the carcasses of humans who were devoured by wild animals thronged the end of the castle fortress.
The people suffered to see the king employ an army of black robes as the king's representative. Their position is above that of officials and commanders. Their behavior was arbitrary, strange when the king stayed silent to watch the news of the soldiers' deaths.
The king, who remained silent, hid behind the bodies of his members. He played the role of pretending to be a fair and good leader. Many citizens are fooled by his contradictory words and his image-filled attitude.
People's misery, rights forcibly taken. Full of arrogance announcing things that are considered important to lift self-esteem and good name. Increasingly, little by little the dirty secrets, the nature and rotten plans of the ruler of the land are exposed.
Kotun had been bad to think of the warlord as the right hand or part of the king. Until he found out for himself the truth, until today he himself found Demusa in the lotus pond square.
“Commander, can I know who this woman is?”
“Kotun, he is my lover. We'll live together. Ahahh.”
“Mr Commander, you're overreacting. Introduce me Bening, the first son of Mr. Zafran.”
“Tuan Zafran has an important role in eradicating corruptors in this country. I'm so sorry to hear of her passing.”
“Kotun, just get into my room. I'm afraid someone's heard our conversation.”
The three of them headed for Demusa's private room. Semi outside with the rabbit demon. The demon's face looked irritated not being allowed to come in. The rabbit transformed itself into a human figure, sitting on the right edge of the foundation of the house. Shem watched his face from the side nonstop.
“Sem, I have you fallen in love with me?” seduce the rabbit.
Sam turned his face away from him, in his mind said that if the bottom of the demon is still a demon desire to feel human blood.”
For hours they waited until Kotun's gloomy face came out. He did not expect to feel any closeness to Demua until all his desires like a companion figure in the past had been very obedient to him.
The second person who came out was the goddess, there was Demusa beside him following. Demusa's fake foot steps made Sem feel pity.
“Sorry Commander, if you will then dozens of drugs are already queuing in front of your residence to offer replacement legs on you.”
“Ahahah, Kotun you are too worried about me. Even though many healers can treat but do not grow my left foot next to this.”
“Demusa you don't move first. I have a reliable healer acquaintance can connect your iron legs back.”
The sound of Demusa's screams endured the pain, without any anesthetic or other painkillers. An old healer who looked thin and frail was pressing the joint leg very strongly as if it was going to break all his bones. In order not to block the treatment, both hands that have been tied remain firmly held by two members of the healer.
“Master, don't scream anymore, my eardrum feels like it's about to break. Hold on a little more.”
Until the sound sounds ‘Kreek’. The commander's false legs were successfully reunited. He was bathed in sweat, a dead red face withstanding an unbearable sense of saki.
