HOLY LOVE QUEEN OF THE OCEAN

THE CRAZY OLD MAN

The young king of snakes hugged Nimas Ayu Palupi, anchoring his cries in the arms of the girl. Nimas Ayu did not understand what was happening. She gently wears her husband's head. The man continued to cry, hiding his face on his wife's flat stomach.

The night changed in the morning. The atmosphere in the stone room had returned as usual. After a few days in the stone room, some of the soldiers picked up the occupants of the room to be taken to Mount Anaga. The ruler of Mount Wadas Putih Ki Estungkara has arrived at Mount Anaga.

Hostages or prisoners or whatever they call them. But this isn't a hostage. No hostages on the train. No hostages were given a nice meal, given a comfortable room. This is not a hostage, but a special guest.

"What is the unfinished business with White Wadas Mountain?" tanya Lintang Ocean.

The young snake king stared lazily. "All business is done. It's just a matter of Keris Sarpa Hastha."

The snake young king glared far away, piercing through old memories. Nimas Ayu sat closer, holding the hand of the serpent young king. Their palms are now twisting each other.

"The souls that dwell in Sarpa Hastha's kris can be free with a key."

Candani looked at the young snake king. The one who was stared at threw away face. Not daring to return his opponent's gaze.

The chariot kept running, passing through the countryside and the little peddles. The trees on the side of the road swayed to the left and to the right was carried away like the wind.

The morning market looks crowded. Buyers and sellers boisterously sell. A group of people, among a crowd of traders and buyers, continued to monitor the movement of the motorcade of horsemen escorting a carriage. They infiltrated and spread out following the course of the cavalry.

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Mount Anaga in the cold morning looked like a sleeping dragon, being stretched out in the cold of the morning. Trees moult dry in the middle of the dry season. The falling leaves filled the land of Mount Anaga.

The chariot and the motorcade of soldiers stopped at the foot of Anaga mountain. The trees blocked the carriage from passing through the road in front of him. The trees are deliberately planted and arranged in such a way as possible. Intentionally used as a natural fortress to protect something in it. Vines that feel itchy when in contact with the skin, lined up along a small path that is deliberately formed as one of the shortcuts.

Several soldiers escorting the hostages walked down a small path that only one person could pass through in a backward marching position. The further into the mountains, the more lush the trees are, plus prickly plants extend along the way.

After entering a door made of teak wood body that is large enough, the hostages were led through a wide enough road that can be passed by a group of horsemen. The road is wide, on the left right there are barracks that contain food in large enough quantities. The place was guarded by soldiers with no small amount. This part of the mountain is deliberately flattened so that it makes it easier to make barracks.

They did not go to the top of Mount Anaga, but to the foot of the mountain to the south. It should be a residential place, but it might be converted by the Abyudaya Kingdom as a training ground for soldiers.

There is an artificial lake that extends wide, this lake is used as a source of water for every inhabitant in this warrior training ground.

The five hostages were taken to a fairly wide soldier barracks. An old man sat by stroking a whip. That's Sahasra Agni's whip. The whip that the serpent nation once feared. Now, the ferocity of the whip is meaningless. Of course by having the return of the true protector of the snake, is a solid fortress for every snake.

"What's seeing me? Why your eyes?" hardik the old man on a soldier who escorted the hostage A beautiful young woman flirtatiously scowled the old man's body parts. But the movement is not like a massage, for those whose eyes are still good, must say that the flirtatious woman is stroking the body of an old man.

"Sorry Ki." A soldier lowered his gaze. The old and crazy man who was now in front of him should be shunned. He led a cult, in addition to performing ritual offerings, at certain times there are other special rituals, interconnected in the open ground. And this soldier once witnessed the ritual of body relations performed by devotees of this cult. Disgusting. After the satanic cult was content to eat raw meat and bathe in the blood of its victims, the men and women of the stream deftly engaged in public intercourse. Been crazy, crazy, gendheng, plus have no shame. For the sake of mastering the knowledge that the warrior was a mad science, the devotees of the dark lord were willing to do such a shameful crazy thing, and the warrior gave them all the epithet "the madman". And this old man before him was the leader of the madmen. And there's no way the soldier would give this old man the nickname of the earth-smelling "The crazy old man".

"I only ask the young king of the serpents to bring. Why did Gasita Anjali send five people? Has the woman's brain been put in water?"

The soldier was just speechless, not willing to serve the conversation "The crazy old man aka crazy". Because if it is served the soldier is worried he goes crazy. His wife and children at home are very afraid of crazy people, his wife and children prefer to like sane people.

The mood was silent for a moment.

"Young king of snakes, I apologize for all the burdens of life that befell the serpent nation?' The crazy old man put away the hand of the young woman who was sneering at him. "How about we work together to rule the serpent nation?"

The young king of snakes sat down just like anyone. Tired of seeing the old man in front of him.

"Don't make me lose my temper. You mute? Answer my question while I'm still talking nicely," the mad old man's hiccups.

"Other things to talk about. Cooperation?" The young snake king raised one eyebrow. "The serpent nation does not need cooperation with you.

The crazy old man laughed loudly. "Don't jumawa. If I now kill the snake's true protector, the replacement won't exist. We both know who will be the next true protector."

The young king of snakes for a glance looked at hate. But those eyes in an instant turned ordinary again.

"Where's your wife?" ask the crazy old man. All speechless. "Where?" the crazy old man snapped at the two beautiful women before him. The old man's gaze was nimble, swaying the bodies of the two women before him with a pair of crazy eyes.

The Latitude Ocean and the young snake king were already impatiently wanting to flash a pair of eyes that were savagely staring at their wife's body.

Candani pinches gently the palm of Nimas Ayu Palupi. With a face that pretended to be frightened. "I'm Ki." Candani keeps bowing.

" Cah ayu, how about you just be my wife? Why be a wife of a snake?" The crazy old man's saliva almost dripped.

Candani is disgusted at the look of the old man before her. "Sorry Ki. I don't like aki-aki, let alone crazy aki-aki. I like the young ones. The aki-aki is ugly, wrinkled, plus it will soon die. While the young are still handsome and pleasing to the eye. I'd rather look at my husband's handsome face than look at the ugly face of a shriveled, smelly earth. Try the glassy battery on the lake." Candani returns downcast pretending to be scared.

The young snake king laughed loudly at Candani. And the soldier cheered in his heart.