
Inside the Asfa heli and the Great Lord were discussing something. The faces of both of them were extremely tense but still in a stable state. "Why should papa come? I can do it myself!"
Asfa massaged the base of his nose. The big master sighed violently. Neither father nor son would give up! This is what makes the two generations different, united and strong but the fear of loss more and more bound.
"King, Queen. Enemy coming!(King, Queen. Enemy's coming!)" exclaim the pilot.
Asfa and the Great Lord looked outwards. White clouds that welcome the eyes of the two do not reduce the sharpness of the eye, seen a distance of five heli come from behind.
Heli is getting closer. Asfa observed the heli design in the far back.
"Speed up! And stay calm." Asfa's word put the firearm in the jacket pocket.
"Don't papa say it. It's dangerous!" knock the big master and hold the weapon in the right hand.
Asfa clasped Luxifer's left hand. "When the world is only betrayal, I have to learn independently! Dad who knows me right?(When the world is just a betrayal, I have to learn to be independent! Dad taught me, didn't he?)"
Hhaaaah.. (Breaths of resignation of the great lord when his king's daughter had given him the Skakmat)
Heli was getting closer, yet there was no sign of attacking intent. Precisely the heli only increase the speed of flying and passing the heli that Asfa just ride. Now the Phoenix mafia heli is surrounded from three directions, front, right and left, while the other two heli are left behind.
"Don't pa! Follow their game." prevent Asfa from pulling the hand of master Luxifer who is ready to aim at the opponent.
"But they're enemies! Papa won't take any chances." protested Mr. Luxifer staring at Asfa.
"They're just introductory not an opponent pa. They want us to enter the border area! Calm down." explained Asfa giving a blink of an eye.
How can it calm down? If the princess who had just been freed from the abyss of death, it was back to challenging death! What does a father mean? If keeping his daughter alone is not becus. But Asfa is a better observer than him, hence believing Asfa's instincts to be the best.
"Dad. Believe me!(Daddyh. Trust me!)" said soft Asfa.
Mr. Luxifer closed his eyes. Worries in his heart like a false hope, it was clear Asfa could take care of himself. "Okay. Let's do it together.(Alright. Let's do it together.)"
Asfa nodded and patted the pilot on the shoulder by giving a hand code to follow the enemy game. The Phoenix mob heli was herded towards the top of the western hills.
"Wear son!" lord Luxifer's decree masks the identity of the Phoenix family.
"Thanks always with me dad.(Thank you always with me dad.)" said Asfa and wearing his mask.
Mr. Luxifer nodded. "My life is you. Of course I'm with you.(My life is you. Of course I'm with you.)"
A 20-minute flight to the top of the western hill known as the forbidden area, Asfa and Mr. Luxifer are still in a state of calm and alert. The landing went smoothly, the inhabitants of the heli herding Asfa and Mr. Luxifer out and besieging the Phoenix mafia heli.
Sreeet... (Heli doors are forcibly opened)
"Down!" order a man in white and black striped clothes.
The wind hit everyone's face. Asfa smelled a very sharp and fragrant fruit tempting aroma. His gaze looked at all directions.
"So your eyes!" snapped at the man who forced open the heli door.
Asfa time bodo. But not with master Luxifer, who instantly grabbed the brash man's neck. How dare to yell at his king's daughter in front of his face directly! "You're tired of living!"
"Shoot if you want!" the sound of baritones being heard broke the ongoing tense atmosphere.
The sound is almost forgotten. Asfa turned her eyes towards the figure that gave her papa freedom of action. "It's real!"
"How are you, little Nana?" ask the figure who stopped right in front of Asfa and made Mr. Luxifer rewind the steps.
Asfa remained silent without an answer. A figure that is rarely seen, but always watching his movements. "Is anything important?"
"B.ck.ck. Is this powerful man, not teaching you love?" insinuating the figure stared cynically at Mr. Luxifer.
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