Princess Fighter: Search for the Throne

Chapter 87: Strong Love

Gurukull, Chandragarh

Yash's mind staggered as he accepted the implication. If she's not mistaken, that threatening voice belongs to 'ever considered fiancee'. His first thought was a relief because he had managed to break off the alliance.

Yash understands that the world is not all black and white but someone who uses coercion blatantly at this age makes that person already belong to another crime league!

But he decided not to take hasty action as it did not affect Mriga directly as it is now. After all, it was always good to have the enemy's weakness at hand. He retraced his steps calmly and headed towards his original goal.

Vindhya was in a good mood that night. A huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Not only did he manage to solve the problem, he did it himself, albeit with the help of the girl. He decided to go and visit his parents.

First, he missed them and secondly, he wanted to remind his father about putting up his name for the earliest nomination.

As he got down from the carriage, he saw a familiar side profile. It seems Yash also came to visit his mother. His heart gave a small and unexpected start.

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Himprayag

Although they had expected it, Bela was surprised to receive Gayatri in her room early in the morning after Rudradev said goodbye to them.

"Since the king is unwell and unable to attend court proceedings, a royal proposal has been issued through this sealed scroll. It contained an agreement declaring an alliance between Himprayag and Chandragarh under the leadership of Rani Samyukta and Princess Ahilya, the heir to Himprayag, for strategic, economic, and military purposes. After you bring back the scroll with your queen seal, it will be presented to the king and will be made an official decision, " said Gayatri without much change in her voice.

Bela takes the scroll in her hand and recognizes Gayatri's help in the process. He understood that the signing of this agreement was directly related to Ahilya being the next ruler of the country, but he did not let his expression show that.

The younger woman did not respond to her words of gratitude and instead gave a cold look towards Shaurya who was relaxing by the side,

"Until the time the scroll returns, the princess has 'asked' for your son's presence in Himprayag. He was very impressed with his abilities and wanted him to collaborate with the intelligence gathering team at Himprayag, sharing some of his techniques as part of a goodwill project between the two countries."

Bela stiffened at the implicit meaning among Gayatri's words. They want Shaurya to remain as a 'guarantee' until the agreement is signed. It was unheard of but he preferred that he was the one who was asked to stay back rather than him.

He was not thinking only from a maturity level perspective to deal with foreign country politics but also because of the animosity and tension that rattled between the princess and her lover and the cause, Shauryaveer!

"Ah erm. wouldn't it be better if," Bela started.

But Gayatri cut him off and said in an enigmatic tone,

"The princess really demanded Veer's presence. He seemed to have left a deep impression on her. You should be proud of your son!"

The faces of Bela and Shaurya turned black after listening to this. Shaurya did not dare to raise his expectations since he heard from Rudradev about the possibility of the deal happening so quickly.

But when she first heard Gayatri talk about it a while ago, her heart surged as it was likely to return to her boyfriend.

In fact, he did not even realize when he laid down the conditions he remained, so immersed in his happiness.

His cold words were now the one that blew up the bubble. With an expressionless face, he bowed his perfumed manner and said,

"Please thank him for giving me the opportunity to collaborate and learn from Himprayag's intelligence team."

Bela could hear a heavy tone in her voice, but she also muttered similar words.

Gayatri scoffed at his insincere words and lack of enthusiasm.

She was overjoyed when she received a call from the princess this morning to visit her early in the morning in her room.

Ahilya had taken the initiative after a very long time to look for her, but when she got there, the princess gave up this cruel task, she said, it was almost as if he was rubbing his newfound interest in the man on Gayatri's face.

He would be fine with everything if it were someone else. After all, the princess was not expected to remain loyal to just one lover. But this man was very disinterested and brash from day one towards Ahilya. As a loyal follower and lover, how could Gayatri tolerate it?

But he had no choice. Apparently, it was this indifferent arrogance that attracted the princess. Regardless of his personal feelings, he needed to do his job. He did not want his relationship with Ahilya to get worse than before.

As soon as he left from there, Shaurya turned his frustrated gaze towards Bela who comforted him and told him that it was a matter of a few more days.

"You should be on your guard all the time and not provoke the princess under any circumstances, understand?" Bela reminded.

He nodded and continued to say what was on his mind.

"I. I want to send something, some notes to, err. Can I hope you'll bring it back for me?" She asked.

Bela raised one of her eyebrows. Does this breed dare to ask her to be his love letter courier for his daughter?

Has he been too soft on her these past few days?

"NO!" with that he left.

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Himprayag

Shaurya rolled his eyes at the small behavior of his would-be-in-law, but he couldn't push it. She did not ask him to bring the mountain but looking at her compressed lips, she knew that she would not obey.

Butwhy?

Does he suspect anything?

No, no, no way!

He hurriedly convinced himself.

Over the past few weeks, he and Bela have learned as much as they can from the military exercises they observed.

Although Himprayag was a nation that had no allegiance to any country until recently, its core strength was its army and its strategies, formations, and of course, their weapons.

And looking at their daily routine, it's easy to figure out why. They're so awesome.

Perhaps being born and trained in extremely difficult terrain inherently made these soldiers a force to be reckoned with. Their single-minded discipline and focus have impressed both residents of Chandragarh without end.

Turning this situation into a golden opportunity, both Bela and Shaurya began to make notes at the end of the day using their memories. They knew that they could not blatantly record their findings on the scroll and hoped to get it out of Himprayag when they left.

So, Shaurya comes up with a plan to buy some new clothes for him and Bela to wear and repeat them cyclically. He suggested that they use the insides of the earlier sets of clothes to be used as a place to write, draw, and record their observations of the techniques and designs of the Himprayag army.

The inside of one of Sharuya's kurtas now resembles a classroom whiteboard, divided into many sections and filled with roughly drawn drawings and figures.

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western zila

Prithvi stood in the basement in an unknown location and waited while the person in front of him took a breath. Prithvi wiped the blood and gore from his knuckles onto a piece of cloth.

After repeated blows to the face, the handsome look of the captured man was completely crushed into an unrecognizable swollen cheek, a broken nose, and missing teeth.

Even so, the crazy man had a mocking smile on his face.

"Do you know how attractive you look when intense? I thought I could see this expression on your face just in bed! Tsk tsk, do you care about your subordinates? I'm a little jealous now. "the words that came out of the man's bloody lips were meant to encourage Prithvi.

But Prithvi had already vented his long-buried frustration at the 'traitorous' lover and felt somewhat at ease now. It feels much better to use a human being than a punching bag as a stress reliever.

"My feelings for her are more than just rolling around in bed. You have always been just a means to dispel my boredom and meet the basic needs of any normal human being. How can you think about comparing yourself to Ramanujam?"

The man stiffened as the thorn hit him, but after a while, he laughed and said,

"Ditho!"

"I've heard that you're the mastermind behind Chandragarh's secret spy network, but seeing your street criminal-level interrogation skills just now, I'm a little disappointed," the man deliberately pushed Prithvi again.

Due to the exertion in the last twenty minutes, the upper knot of Prithvi became loose. He chose this moment to tie back his hair and looked at the man calmly while his fingers nimbly worked on his hair.

"You overestimate your interests. I only use you as a means to revive me from the tangles of travel. Why would I waste my 'personal' efforts to get information from you? Regarding the interrogation, I have my men who will come and do as necessary. Not only will you sing like a canary in front of them, you will even beg for your death. Have some patience, hmm ... " Prithvi's relaxed voice was in stark contrast to the venomous words coming out of her mouth.

The man's face paled but he showed no fear. Instead, he used the opportunity to ask her something he wanted to know since Prithvi chose her and brought her here. He was worried about how much Prithvi knew about the situation.

"You seem to have discovered my trick a while ago. Then why did you choose to remain silent until now?" he asked in a voice that seemed ordinary.

Prithvi looked at the man coldly and replied,

"Basically do you think you're qualified to ask me something? More importantly, didn't your handler tell you that I wasn't a good person to give an explanation for my actions to anyone? "

Hearing the sound of the door hinges creaking, Prithvi looked up to see a group of ruffians arrive.

"Make him hand over this person's location within the next half hour. For the remaining things, you can play as long as you want" he ordered and handed them Ramanujam's name and photo.

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Twenty minutes later

Prithvi involuntarily stroked the bald-headed eagle when one of his men came out of the place.

The young man stinks and has a completely unkempt appearance, but instead of feeling disgusted at him, Prithvi, who is known for his obsessive cleanliness fetish, reaching out and pumping another man's hand as a way to acknowledge his achievements.

The man had completed his task early and returned with details as requested by Prithvi.

As the interrogator returned to the basement which was now filled with terrified screams, Prithvi looked at the paper in his hand containing the coordinates where Ramanujam was being held. He quickly attached it under the wings of an eagle and sent it to his people in East Zilla.

He had bet big by coming to the Western zilla instead of going to the Eastern zilla!

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West Zila

Prithvi's instinct has told him that he will be able to find his subordinates faster this way rather than wasting time wandering around where Ramanujam was kidnapped and so decided to take this calculated risk.

The man who was tortured in the room was Prithvi's partner, his lover, his partner, and the traitor. Prithvi begins to get suspicious of her when she first interrogates a businessman in the capital who has been coerced and turned into a spy by the enemy.

The way the person described his handler, made Prithvi, for some reason, think of his partner.

And then Prithvi met the man in East Zilla on his last visit to the brothel. As Prithvi stood hiding behind the door in the prostitute's room, she saw her lover walking past her in the corridor with the other men.

Unfortunately, the other person was clearly in disguise, making it difficult to recognize him. In fact, it is difficult to determine whether it is a male or a female.

Nonetheless, Prithvi has been drawing their photos and asking his men to make copies of the same and circulating since then. That's how he's managed to keep an eye on his 'girlfriend' ever since.

Much to his disappointment, this fellow did not make any suspicious moves during this period. He only traveled with his troops and visited Prithvi in the middle. That was why Prithvi hesitated until now to interrogate him.

The first one he is not sure if the man will know about Ramanujam's abduction and the second, more importantly, he does not want the enemy to know that he knows the whereabouts of this mole. But the lack of a clue about Ramanujam finally forced his hand.

Prithvi doesn't have the luxury of carrying out rescue operations on his own, however much he wants, so he hopes his team will do what is needed as soon as possible and report to him. Meanwhile, it was time for him to return to the capital.

This chain of 'supposed' unrelated incidents was one of the reasons why she insisted on postponing the event, but the queen's vehement refusal left her with no choice.

The only good news is that Charulata didi's mission has been successful, not because he even doubted the outcome because he was the one leading the affair. With his presence there, it would be surprising if it did not go well.

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Gurukull, Chandragarh

Mriga dropped to the floor with a thud. She's tired. Meeting the head of the Northern Zilla was a stressful experience. When he arrived at his temporary office in the capital, there was already a line of girls there, waiting.

All this time Mriga did not take this round so seriously because he knew that there were only a few seniors from the Northern zilla who had the chance to complete the written exam round and none from his class.

This reduction is based on the research Yash has done on all contestants since the contest began. But after arriving at that place, he realized that there were girls from all zillas here, for various reasons. Since the daughter of the head of the Western zilla participated and was one of the strongest competitors, it was clear that her voice would definitely fall on her.

The East zilla chief has not arrived in the capital and it is said that Sharada will send the name of the person he nominated by courier. That left only two zilla heads that existed in the capital and as a result, everyone crowded the South zilla head office together with the North zilla head.

With Ujjwala devi supporting Vindhya until selecting her as a DIL candidate, Mriga's choice shrank to just one person.

At the time when it was his chance to enter and talk to the head of the Northern zilla, he found himself muddled and the brain frozen. How was he expected to 'sell' his good qualities before him?

Not only was it embarrassing, she also had trouble thinking about such traits that would make the man look at her well.

In the end, it was you who looked at him with a frown before asking,

"Have I seen you before?"

While Mriga was thinking about it, she patted her thigh and said,

"You are the daughter of Belavati. You performed last year at the county fair with your mother, right?"

Mriga nodded her head vigorously as she recalled how her mother was currently in taste due to her outstanding performance at Himprayag.

But in the end, he still could not ask for her help blatantly. He simply thanked her for her hard work in zilla bla bla.

But now that he was half-sitting half-lying on the floor, he did not dare to say anything to Chairanjeev or Abhirath. He only told them that the head of the zilla had recognized him himself and seemed to be very happy with him.

None of them suspected her because she looked quite confident and Mriga felt very proud of herself for getting away from their scolding.

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Next morning

Saraswati breathed a sigh of relief and thanked God for listening to her prayer as she saw Prithvi lying in her chair. He's back! His clothes were dusty and he looked tired.

"Have you come here directly from the trip?" he asked her.

On his nod, he said,

"I'll arrange breakfast soon. You finish the job here and go home to get dressed and freshen up. If possible, take a short break before returning. So far, I've arranged the entire show without you efficiently. A few hours won't make a difference."

He had read some scrolls that had been waiting for his supervision during this period, but at the confident words of his subordinates, Prithvi raised his head to look at it.