PRINCE WANDERER
08. THE HOLY MISSION OF THE PRINCE OF THE WEST
In the shady forest there is an army camp, but strangely the camp uses a flag with a black skull like a flag of robbers or bandits.
And inside a hut inside the camp there were some people sitting in discussion.
They are all those who yesterday clashed with the herd of prince jaka.
....
"ehmzzz... So you guys have been setting up this camp for a long time uncle ?"
"Report prince, yes" replied the burly man who last fought with jaka.
"And during this assignment you've all never been home ?" the prince asked.
"yes prince, we have been looking for information about you all this time." he replied.
"...But we're still in touch with the royal side"
"oh. hehee" the prince laughed because what he thought had been guessed by his subordinate.
"Then what does this flag mean "search it
"We were appointed by the king..."
Not yet finished answering, the prince cut out "A-ayahhanda ?"
"...iya prince, the one who gave us the order was the king's direct majesty"
"Hemzza"
"Is the prince not yet coming back ?" haraf the chairman.
"No, I still have a lot of things to do" the prince replied
"But sir...."
Uncompleted the chairman explained, Again stopped by the prince deheman.
"Ehmzzzzzz" a loud deheman's voice gave a warning.
"Ah.. Ba-baik prince" the chief mengegela
"i know what you mean uncle, but." the prince stood up from his seat, his right hand playing on his chin and his left hand resting on his chest, walking around the meeting room with small steps was thinking seriously.
"....I made a promise yesterday, a holy mission" explained the prince.
Be it the chairman, or others heard it was just silence.they also thought because they could guess what the holy mission was that their prince said earlier.
"A-anu prince" the voice of the female swordsman standing behind the chief broke the silence.
"hemzzz" all turned to the origin of the voice including the prince.
"E"
the swordsman was surprised, because he did not expect that his voice would grab the attention of all those in the room.
The man called by the prince looked at the swordsman's gurgle slightly squinting.
"What's up ?"
"A-anu prince" replied the swordsman looking timid.
The prince glanced at the burly man sitting in front of the woman.
Understand the meaning of the prince's glance,
"Uhukk what do you say don't be shy ?"
The female swordsman was surprised when she heard her superior ask, then she shyly expressed her point.
"Sa-I want to ask i-zin back to waste ha-ha-hajat, because it is no longer resistant la-again"
Brutttttttttttt bet pesssssssss
A moment later the gas came out of the airways, making the swordsman even more embarrassed.
his red face held in shame, wanting him to end his life right then and there from the unstoppable shame.
It is better to die on the battlefield than to be humiliated, that is the motto for warriors.
However,
There are things that stand in the way of doing that.
so inevitably he can only hold his Slavina.
"Uhhhhhh"
"go away" banished the prince with an expression that was difficult to describe.
without delay, the warrior immediately disappeared from his place.
sure if the swordsman had left, the whole room was blown away unable to hold a laugh anymore.
"Huffff"
After feeling satisfied and enough to laugh the prince with serious expression "Ehemzzz".
"So prince, what's your next plan ?" the chairman asked.
All eyes were on the prince, waiting for a decision. While the prince himself seemed to think seriously on the chair where he was sitting again.
"For the time being I need to increase my strength"
The prince replied with a slightly bent expression.how he remembered the incident a few days ago.
He was completely defeated by a young man of his age and what made his pride seem to be trampled on was that the swordsman did not exert all his abilities when he had done it in total.
"That's the prince, I'm sorry." the chairman spoke after hesitating whether or not this was necessary.
"yes what's wrong ? why are you hesitating ?" the prince glanced lazily.
then it turned a little wide, as if realizing something "don't say you also want uncle's shitting permission"
"E . . of course not the prince" the chairman hurriedly clarified.
"hahaaa I thought you would too" cletuk prince
"What's up then ?"
"yesterday I also had trouble facing the boy, strangely he mastered the Steps that I have.."
"Hemzzz doesn't need to comfort uncle, I know you haven't put all your abilities into it" replied Prince Artur, lazily clenched his right hand propping up his chin.
Artur clearly knew the abilities of his subordinates who became the head of this camp before he arrived.
He was one of the king's trusted generals who from childhood was quite close to him.
A trained soldier used to serving in the vanguard.
A soldier who has been involved in many battles.
And also a special soldier in charge of training the prince artur.
he is general Jhonson.
"I speak seriously of the prince" argued General Jhonson.
"hemzzz.." prince artur millirik the chairman and trying to read from the expression that induces by subordinates.
"i admitted yesterday I was holding back my ability to avoid unnecessary trouble.
but...
I also realized that he also did not bring out his original abilities" explained Jhonson.
the prince glanced at the person beside him, the person who had just been silent.
"She didn't lie, the three of them yesterday did I see still holding back" replied the man who yesterday faced the sky.
"i cannot dare lie to you prince" jhonson knew that his master doubted what he had said.
Hearing the two explanations, Prince Artur seemed to justify the location of his seat.
turn serious and interested to listen to the continued story.
"When we fought yesterday he had made me desperate for the prince and strangely he used the moves I used to wear"
"seriously you ?" prince artur was surprised
"yes my prince is serious" jhonson recalled the incident some time ago when he was facing the prince jaka.
Prince Artur was slightly bristling, his body was trembling but his lips were smiling widely and his eyes were implying something that could not be described with words.
"ohohhhooo interesting" murmured prince artur.
"before leaving I accidentally saw the necklace that was on his chest"
"there's something strange about that necklace uncle ?"
"it's not strange but I seem to know that, somewhere" jhonson tried to remember but after a long time he still could not find the answer.
"a silver necklace of lion heads wearing a crown and decorated with pomegranate red stone in his eyes"
... ...........
At the same time,
"Hachu" prince Jaka sneezed through his nose.
"why jak ?" ask the sky
... "CONNECTED"...
