Last God

One Concern





"Sanprada, what Gani might now be doing out there" the king told the Patih. The two were relaxing in the banquet hall, enjoying the fruits.

"Ah, it has been a long time since he has run away from us" replied the Patih before sipping tea.

"My feeling is not good, but soon we will hold a grand event."

"Well, Your Majesty should be happy, we'll have a great celebration. Imagine that, I beg you, do not think like Your Majesty," said the King also small beards.

"Oh yeah, has the invitation been all over."

"Already, all the invitations have been given to all the kings of our allies. Hm, your honor remembers Gani probably because of the invitation, if there is Gani, not until a week all the invitations must have been spread."

"Hopefully my worries are wrong Sanprada, let's see, where the construction of the arena is."

"Come, with pleasure, Your Majesty."

Both are moving. Every door that both passed by was always opened by two gatekeepers. Finally, once the large gate made of thick wood alloy and metal plates opened, the gate, it looks like a large field surrounded by multi-level seating is being built by giants who seem to be actively working.

It seemed that the blocks of stone were being cut and neatly stacked by the giants.

"At a moment, that proud and greedy creature will I lum*t-l**at with my own hands," whispered a giant to his friend who was carving a piece of stone.

"Stt...! Take care of you, let's just finish our part," replied his friend then kicked his friend to go back to work.

***

Inside a spacious room full of ornamentation made of gold blending gems. The curtains are of silk, the pillow mattress of goose feathers, marble floors and crystal window glass are clear slippery like glass.

It appears that princess Kemala was Bondandani by a royal makeup artist. A beautiful and curvaceous young mother.

Kemala sat facing a flat straight piece of quartz crystal stone and behind it was coated in carbon and shiny white metal. That was the glass of the era and only noble families could have it. In addition to expensive and rare materials, how to make it is also special. A clear quartz stone is sliced into precision by a chosen knight sword, or artist giant.

The Princess's face looked pale in the reflection of the quartz crystal. At the end of this, his sleep was always in anxiety.

"Don't I have the right to choose my own partner?" that question, whose answer is unsatisfactory, always disturbs his calm.

"I'm sorry to have become the King's daughter" Kemala said.

"Don't be so Princess, any prince, all are valiant and handsome all. Believe in Auntie," said the makeup artist while starting to style long hair Kemala.

"Somehow, I just feel like something's wrong. But this has been decided," said the Princess in a slower tone and finally gulped. Frisson.

***

Gani seemed to be chatting with a burly and black-robed man on a spacious hill. He's the chairman of Derg.

"Over this time, we were only considered stealth, and were exiled because our abilities were always intact again. Even our ancestors because the bodies were not accepted by the earth they made a display" said chairman Derg full of dissatisfaction. "And you say, now they want to be the strongest and rule our lives not even hesitate to destroy us, throw us into the crater of the candradimuka if we do not want to obey."

"Absolutely the Chairman, I disagree, absolute power will only give birth to slavery and tyranny" Gani said slowly and respectfully with a slightly bowed chest.

"I leave behind all the honor and luxury guarantees of life for justice. Now I, all this time I live and blend with ordinary humans in the interior of the rainforest. Life is equally as flat as the taste is wonderful, Chief," continued Gani.

Chairman Derg approached and touched Gani's shoulder. Young Gani who was tall but thin was then he embraced.

"You're great my brother, you know, we're familiar with the pain and even death" Derg said in Gani's ear and released the embrace of friendship. Then while his hands rest on Gani's shoulders, chairman Derg spoke again with optimism.

"Tell the king of Fardal and the young lord of Hilbount. I'm on the front line when I need to."

"Thank you, thank you Chairman" Gani's smile was wide and full of pride.

***

"We have worked with them, they are greedy, they have a strong fleet" said young master Hilbount. A half-ape man with white feathers, for information, every generation of half-ape man, there must be an albino ape with an excellent level of wisdom. So, the half-ape human race does not need to choose a leader. The albino monkey they made a natural leader in every generation according to tradition.

Gani for a moment enjoyed the fruit served.

"We know their strength, it's like a suicide" continued young master Hilbount.

For a moment young master Hilbount took a breath. Her chest feels tight.

"History will always repeat itself, until fair justice is established. All right, this is nature's call. It is as if nature asks us to move for the history of civilization and for the eternal peace of our fellow creatures.

***

"Fortunately well, the prince who will win the competition" said a young man in the corner of the market with his two friends. All three are shabby-faced and Kumal-clothed.

"From birth, the prince lived a good life, the adult won the competition and married the king's daughter plus ascended the throne," continued the slum youth then drank his drink. The three young men were hard workers in that big market.

"You should always look sad. It's grim, ugly again, hehehe, apparently you've always been jealous of others" replied one of his friends as he read the announcement about the celebration.

"Yes, you should be grateful, you said yourself, your neighbor there is a defect from birth and suffered until this moment. Imagine that, you are still lucky compared to him, you are healthy and able to work, friend" said another friend.

"Mr Princess is coming! The Princess brings blessing!!!" shouted a merchant while running around a little into the crowd. He was greeted by the cheers of other market residents. Not spared the three young craftsmen in that corner of the market. The three stood up and became curious to see the Princess generous and famous beautiful.

"We bet, if I can talk to the Princess, what's the bet?" challenge one of those young men.

"Hm, dream you Raiman, but fine, if you can talk to the Princess, I buy you lunch," said one of his friends who was moody.

Seen in the middle of the crowd, on the back of an elephant, a beautiful woman with a glittering crown was smiling to return the greeting of the citizens who were so enthusiastic. Guards surrounded him on horseback with iron armor and weapons. So the citizens who approached could not touch the Princess directly.

The three young men moved and burst out among the crowd. The three managed to get closer.

"Mr Princess! why don't the Princess just become our king!! Why should only a man be king?" raiman shouted in a loud voice and provoked the attention of everyone. The Princess turned her head and noticed the plain-faced young man. The young man looked like Bondan in modern times.

"This is all for the sake of tradition" replied the Princess. One or two people become mangosteen or shoes with each other.

"I'm very happy that the Princess is king, and it seems like everyone here agrees that the Princess is king, don't you think?!!" raiman said then to the audience.

"Yes, we agree!!"

"Yes! No need for a competition that only harms our Patih!!!"

"Live you Princess!!! Hail my Princess!!!"

"Quiet down!! Everyone please calm down" said the Princess Kemala with a smile and raised her hand. The audience was dim and silent later, the Princess spoke again.

"What's your name?" said the Princess to the young man.

"My name is Raiman" he replied in a polite tone.

"The faith, every decision of the king, is a historical record, My father does not want, history records, is the only king who does not follow the tradition of competition" said the Princess softly and authoritatively. His red lips as if glittering in the hot sun were so harmonious with a clean face.

The audience was satisfied with the answer of the Princess who was not only beautiful and good. But also smart and wise.

Raiman was so amazed at the beautiful princess. Raiman's eyes also sparkled.

"You can live freely and there are not many rules. As long as the family is happy, if you live well and do not oppose the government, you are free. Free to go anywhere and do anything. But we, we who are responsible for keeping you safe, we who are responsible for maintaining your sufficiency and decent living, we must carefully make decisions. We must also carry out the tradition" said the Princess.

"Now, disperse, we move as usual, maybe this day is my last visit to this market until the time of the competition arrives."

"Sorry Princess, can we watch the competition?" ask Raiman.

"Of course, you read the announcement that is being spread. Everyone can come and watch. This is your party and have fun, and be a witness of history" said the Princess as she slowly continued on and the crowd began to disperse in an orderly manner.

"Mr Princess! can tradition not be changed?" asked Raiman, the Princess and her dozens of guards stopped and the Princess turned her head with a smile.

"If the tradition can be changed, I want to drink tea and have a long conversation with you Raiman," said the Princess then throw a smile and return to pass.

Raiman grinned to get the smile of the Princess who was only for him. The Princess was far away, but Raiman had not moved until the two friends were bored.

"It's already! Let's go to work again, "take his friend Raiman with Raiman's shoulder.

"Eits! don't forget, buy her lunch,"

"Yes, yeah, just calm down,"

"Great you Man. I can talk to Boro-boro Princess, just look at her face I want to faint hehehe!"