
the sun shows cheerfulness in the morning driving away the darkness on earth. As usual Ken already present at the office at 7 am never missed, employees are treated the same even expected to come earlier than him.
Ken sat in his chair listening to the schedule that Sina's female secretary would read.
"today's schedule monitored the performance of the field as usually the lord, and has added acquired the host WS company" Sina completed.
"good thing, I'm only interested in the last schedule of doing that" Ken was so excited about seizing the last fortune of the mahres family.
Very quickly the company changed hands in a few hours Ken had obtained the signature of the owner of the company, who else if not prisoners at the headquarters. Sina felt it was strange to get an autograph so soon, what an impossibility number but this secretary Ken everything would be made possible.
News that circulated in the market that the owner of the WS company was enjoying solitude by vacationing around the world while the reality was vacationing in the hell created by Matteo.
Ken charges Sina with doing all the office work with his trusted bodyguard who sometimes becomes Ken's assistant when Ken goes mad. This is where Ken was at sea with his prisoners.
Matteo did what Ken wanted, bringing all the stray cats that had contributed to harming Liam so blatantly. They're all shark food in the sea. On a crane had hung the body of the mahres adoptive son's man, the man thrashed in his Ika.
"stop moving or the rope will break because it is not strong enough to withstand the weight of your body" said Rio who began to feed predators in the ocean. One by one the mercenary assassins were thrown into the sea, the rancid smell of blood invited the surface shark to devour the fresh meat thrown by Rio.
The adoptive son of the mahres started to craze him laughing expressing his satisfaction, He was so happy his suffering would end today.
"All of you are fools, it is useless for you to torture and even kill me, Lord Liam will not return to this world again hahah" the word made everyone furious, Ken gave the code to lower the rope so that the man's body was not sane to approach the sea water. The man's body stiffened as the shark leapt towards him quickly he dodged the shark's fangs trying to devour his body.
"i wonder how far your laughter has bloomed" Ken further lowered the rope until the man's feet came into contact with the water, then set off on a shark fishing boat chasing a body suspended above the water. Ken was so comforted to see the inmates' fear and occasionally let the shark bite the man's leg until it broke, fresh blood flowed in the sea, the sea water turned red.
"you're the demon lord Ken" the man never thought Ken would play his death without him noticing what he did to master Liam and master Liam's wife. Ken kept flushing the body until it was completely eaten by sharks.
After annihilating those people as well as the assassins Ken sighed, it was clear his eyes were dewy as he stared at the deep sea water. Matteo approaches Ken and gives him a bottle of mineral water to cool Ken's heart, and they finish their business with the orange color in the sky indicating the sun will be hiding soon.
"it will soon be dark it is time for us to go home" Matteo said, letting Ken let go of his heartbreak. Matteo entered the cabin of the ship to rest while Ken was still faithful looking at the beautiful sky in the afternoon, he was amazed only this time he could replace the job of looking at the beautiful sky. Lie if there is no longing in his heart.
"young master, are you happy now. I still hope there's a miracle of you coming young master" Ken grasps the powerful barrier of the ship channeling his feelings. Their ship passed through an island deliberately Matteo around, as is his habit of not wanting to pass the path that has been passed. As part of the dark world, it is very experienced that their tracks have been smelled for that Matteo always avoids passing through the path he has been through.
ken is still faithfully sitting on the roof of the ship letting the sea breeze caress him, he enjoys the beauty of the ocean with binoculars in his hands. Feel the loss if you do not enjoy a trip in the middle of the ocean. He chased away his surroundings surrounded by sea water, his movements halted on a small island. Ken focused his binoculars on the shore he saw someone in the distance, hoping he wasn't dreaming.
Ken got into the ship and told to lean back for a while on the island, Ken's wish was only obeyed by Matteo. The ship approached the island there was a burly fisherman, seeing that Matteo patted Ken's shoulder to stop him here.
"the island has a small population, they belong to the city district of Z, it is very remote" Matteo explained as he had checked the nearby island when he lost Liam. Ken nodded in understanding he felt too much hallucination, until he fell asleep from a heavy hangover.
at 9 pm Matteo arrived at the main house to drive Ken who was unconscious, sir man was very worried this situation had only first happened to Ken.
"sir, is everything okay?" mr. Man made sure that nothing big happened.
"hm, he's just drunk. Please take good care of Ken sir" after that Matteo left.
mr. Man did something Matteo ordered, changed Ken's clothes and compressed them with warm water. Pak man even stayed up all night who knew Ken needed something, the main house there was no servant just a man. Before Ken came the waiters had already vacated the house not even a cooking Mesak event or Ken's nutritionist eliminated the strategy of preparing food for him.
In the middle of the night, the main house of the arrival of guests, a car symbolizing the Dewantara group entered the gate to the main house in a daze pak man came to greet his great master.
"welcome great master" he bowed respectfully and helped the grandfather into the house.
"where is he sir?" the question is Ken. Giorgi can feel the coldness of the house, it seems that Ken deliberately did so because he did not like to be disturbed other than with young master Liam.
"sir Ken was heavily drunk and lost the consciousness of the great master, I felt that Mr. Ken had difficulty expressing his emotions" Pak man served a warm drink to grandfather. Now that the man understands why his grandfather never came to see Ken, Ken might show his weakness or lose confidence in failing to protect his young master. grandpa didn't want to disturb Ken's sleep he chose to come to rest.
Early in the morning Ken was aware of his drunkenness, his body was so strong that he quickly realized compared to normal people in general, he had a very strong feeling Ken saw outside the glass windows of some bodyguards. Ken was ready with all his sanctions, sir Man had welcomed Ken in front of the door.
"hm, sir where's the big master?" Ken is very calm.
Mr. Man drove Ken to see his grandfather in the reading room, then left without making a sound. Ken looked at the grandfather who was closing his eyes in the rocking chair. Ken drops himself on his knees on the floor with Giorgi coming up with a gun that is in a very rare, old collectible gun and Ken knows the owner of the object with the hot lead.
"how are you, Ken?" ask Grandpa while holding the gun.
"sorry to disappoint you sir, I'm guilty" Ken closed his eyes with an expressionless face. Giorgi can sense that Ken is very difficult to live through his day.
Grandpa got up from his chair and walked with a wooden stick that accompanied his old age.Grandfather pointed a gun at Ken's head, but the one at the gunpoint did not budge. very long ago grandfather put the gun down as if waiting for Ken's reaction, he was disappointed Ken just blamed himself.
"the "dorrr" of the bullets came off, the sound of the shots even startling Giorgi who was used to it in the armed world. The gun has not been fitted with a silencer.
The man standing at the door felt his heart beating hard, yet had no power to go beyond the limits. He remained waiting at the door and again sir man was surprised the second shot sounded, after a silence for hours pak man even took a position on the floor standing too long will cause high blood.