Queen Without Crown
Chapter 134 Birth and Death
Tegalombo is a green valley at the foot of the Zilzaal mountain. One of the row mountains adjacent to the highest and largest mountain, the Grand Solano mountain controlled by the fairies.
The Daemonie army gathered with all its weapons. Tents stand as a place to plan a strategy.
"We've been planning this for years, lest all our efforts go to waste! " A large tall man in shining armor shouted loudly.
"But, Greve Hedin. If until the Royal League led by Goddess Hutama again quell our nation, there will be no more remnants of the Daemonies on this earth!" A Daemonie with red hair interjected with one hand raised.
"You mean you want to give up, don't you? " The eyes of Greve Hedin, the leader, shone angrily.
"I mean. is there no possibility to negotiate? "
"Do you think those arrogant humans are going to negotiate with us? Don't you remember for hundreds of years we were excommunicated in the Wira Sukma forest like rats?" Greve Hedin tapped his index finger on the chest of the person in front of him.
Everyone who was there was silent. They are now split into two groups since the successive defeats they suffered.
Suddenly a young soldier entered the tent with a nervous expression.
"The Royal League troops have arrived! "
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Queen Gita escorted her own guests to the guest room. With a limp step because her stomach was already very large, the woman asked various things to Miss Sekar.
They conversed intimately while behind him the servants followed him faithfully.
"I wish you could stay here a while. I feel lonely. " Said Queen Gita before leaving Miss Sekar to rest.
Miss Sekar nodded. As the elf closed the door of the room, he faintly heard a scream.
"What's wrong? " Miss Sekar came out and saw the servants crowding.
"His Majesty the Queen fell. He's bleeding! " A servant spoke in panic.
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The ultimate battle between the League of Governments and the Daemonie Nation in Tegalombo was inevitable. After months of attacking each other in various regions they now meet in the valley.
The war cry sounded and was immediately followed by the swift footsteps of the soldiers from both camps to fight each other.
Arrows flew and swords clashed. The sound of incisions and crushed bones was heard every time the two sides met.
Cras.
Bugh..
The battle was hot. They put everything they have in order to defeat the opponent.
The Drakons that flew by spouting fire were now burning the soldiers of the Royal League.
Wuuts..
The trees are lit by fire. The fires are destroying part of the forest. Black smoke is rising into space.
The goddess Hutama who flew on a pegasus immediately attacked the reptilian creatures that the Daemonies were riding with her sword that wrapped beautifully in the air.
Boom!
The sound of drakons falling down sounded like an explosion. The earth shakes as well as the hearts of the Daemonies. They are not sure they will win the battle anymore.
The Strix birds that were only a little left were also beginning to be overwhelmed. The Royal League forces already knew their weak point. The soldiers deftly finished off the birds by throwing arrows at their heads.
"Let's finish it today! " The Shouting of King Gaurav encouraged his soldiers.
The Royal League forces fought the Daemonies together and urged them.
Meanwhile in another corner the King of Satria swung his sword agilely towards an opponent whose size was almost double that of his. Even so he was undaunted.
His opponent this time more formidable than ever, he was one of the Furstar namely the prince who inherited his title not because of his descendants but from his loyalty and toughness.
"Corn, among the League of Kingdoms, your nation is the most disgusting." Furstar Gustav's voice sounded fed up. The mace in his hand pounded King Satria without pause.
"Didn't you have a mirror? " King Satria returned the taunts while grabbing his sword dampened Furstar Gustav's onslaught.
Cras.
A thin incision lodged in the left cheek of the daemonie.
"You've always been a saint just because you still have fairy offspring. And those fairies, what the hell is their right to label other nations inferior? " His right hand rubbed the blood on his cheek.
"So you don't accept? Why not be nice so we will consider you as a nation to be friends with? " King Satria again swung his sword.
"Are you guys going to care? It's too late for anything. Today we're gonna settle a hundred-year-old feud." Furstar Gustav grinned.
Graaa!
King Satria looked up. His enemy is now twice the size.
Bugh..
The mace looked too small in Furstar Gustav's hands but when he threw it, it produced an incredible force.
King Satria held his chest that was hit by a mace thrown by the creature. Blood flowed from the mouth of King Satria.
"Haha." Furstar Gustav laughed mockingly. The reptilian body is spinning. His hard and curved tail swept the body of King Satria to make the Elfian leader fall down.
King Satria tried to rise. He rested on his sword and slowly stood up. He coughed and blood flowed back from his mouth. His frowning forehead endured the excruciating pain in his chest.
"I would be honored if I could send an Elfian king to the afterlife. " The reptile turned around and grabbed its tail.
Brak!
It was unexpected that the reptile's body floated and fell into the burning trees.
A hand was stretched out before King Satria. The man looked up and stared at the familiar face. The face that for many years has always accompanied him in every battle.
"Eldrie? " A stunned voice came out from King Satria's lips before the man finally collapsed.
"Your Majesty! " Eldrige immediately lifted the body of King Satria up on his back.
Eldrige tried to keep the body of the King of Satria above his back while swinging his sword towards all opponents.
Eldrige moved to avoid the swords that blocked him. Several stab wounds were now lodged in his mortal body.
Suddenly an Elephas ridden by a daemonie lunged at Eldrige's body. The body of the King of Satria that was above his back was thrown. The Elephas rider jumped down and pointed his sword at Eldrige.
"You are a fairy who catches my young soldiers. Now is the right time to reply! " The daemonie kicked Eldrige's sprawled body.
"Stop Domn!" A voice cried out behind the Daemonie.
"Nicolae? "
"Domn, please don't kill him! "
"What the fuck are you Nicolae? Don't tell me you've been brainwashed and are now taking their side! " Domn shouted furiously.
"No Domn, I just want to show my revenge because a princess from the Elfian nation saved my life." Nicolae.
"No, Nicolae. You can't stop me from taking their lives. " Domn swung his sword towards Eldrige's neck.
Cras!
A head rolled and blood dyed the grass in red.
"aaa! " The hysterical scream was accompanied by the clinking of a fallen sword.
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The sound of the queen's scream was heard very loudly echoing in the palace. An incredible pain was suffering. The baby inside her womb kept pushing to get out.
The process of giving birth is very risky it is stressful. The Queen who suffered from anemia made the bleeding that he did not stop immediately.
But the woman was determined to deliver the baby safely. She ignored all the pain that felt splitting her body and desperately tried to deliver her baby into the world.
"His head is already seen His Majesty. Keep pushing! " The voice of the midwife continues to encourage him. Until finally..
"Oek.. "
The baby's head starts to come out then followed by his shoulder. The baby slid out and was caught by the midwife's hand deftly.
The baby's cry was so strong indicating he had great determination.
"We have a prince, Your Majesty. " The voice of the midwife infiltrated Queen Gita's ears and made the woman who had aged over 40 years shed tears.
Among the happiness he felt he was also sad. Her husband and daughter are not here to accompany her.
Some of the servants who helped deliver immediately wiped the blood and amniotic fluid under the Queen's body. The midwife wrapped the little prince's body in a blanket.
Physician Albus came to give potions to restore the condition of Queen Gita's body. The woman was reluctant to drink it but the old healer tenaciously made her finish the bitter drink.
"I have promised King Satria to look after His Majesty. Please obey His Majesty! " Say the old physician.
Hearing her husband's name being mentioned, Queen Gita received a cup containing a potion and drank it.
"I want to know my husband's news. Please tell Sekar to meet him! " Pinta Ratu Gita to a servant.
Miss Sekar who had been standing in front of Queen Gita's room immediately departed as soon as the maid delivered her message.
