Sir, Don't You Sick Me!
The Cunning of a Father and His Daughter
Camelia was so happy today. The only thing that made the pointy-legged girl feel happy and satisfied was that the news about Cornelia had been received well. The good news for him was that Cornelia lying down could do nothing but close her eyes and flinch. Of course, that was part of the plan even though his man had died at the hands of Mahawira.
"Oh, Camelia's my daughter. What makes you so happy today?"
King Simaseba, a 65-year-old man, was very curious to find out because his daughter looked happy. As a king who never left the throne, he did not know about his daughter's plans. Since the day of Mahawira's escape from the Kingdom of Rosalia with the beautiful butler with a pointy nose, the king entrusted everything to the princess. Either way to regain Mahawira from the servant, she accepted, for Camelia was the only daughter the king had.
"I'm so happy, Dad. I'm so happy that the lowly servant has already defeated me. I asked Jaro to attack him using the Soul Taker magic spell." Camelia took a deep breath. "I'm so happy, Dad."
The king laughed, happy with the flowery feeling of his daughter.
"And in a moment, Father, Mahawira will come to me. He'll come to beg." Camelia's laughter filled the throne room.
In the spacious room, there were dozens of selected soldiers and ministers standing. They were happy to see Camelia smile again. But that's not the only reason. They—the ministers were— greatly benefited by Camelia's series of plans. Starting from the attack on Mahawira, the kidnapping of King Rosalia and his soldiers, and the last is the murder of a king who is the father of two brothers—Kalandra and Birendra princes.
As Camelia turned her gaze to one of the ministers standing not far from the seat of the throne, she blinked as if giving a sign.
"Dad, I have a request."
"What is that, my daughter?"
Camelia smiled slantingly, then whispered her request to the father.
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Mahawira had turned into someone cold with no expression. All this happened because the girl he loved had been unconscious for days. The prince had always hoped Cornelia would open her eyes suddenly, but it was all a delusion.
Mahawira and his friends settled in Kaswari Village. He talks to the girl he loves every night. Although he never got a response, the conversation never stopped.
Mahawira rubbed Cornelia's face and said, "I'm always waiting for you, Cornelia. Wake up anytime. I'm always waiting for you."
The three men who ventured with Mahawira were touched whenever they heard him talking alone in Cornelia's bed. Every minute, hour, day is never bored. Mahawira always repeats the story of his childhood, telling the sleeping princess how beautiful their bond is, how beautiful destiny connects them.
Mahawira came out of Cornelia's room. Outside, three of his friends were sitting with sad expressions.
"Just look to Cornelia for me. You guys stay here. I'm gonna go find a way to get Cornelia back up."
"But—"
"There is no rejection, Kalandra. I want you to help. Stay, do the work like the villagers in general. I'll be back once I get the answers I'm looking for."
When Kalandra was about to block Mahawira's path, Birendra held him back.
"Let's, Kalandra. Don't block him. Let Mahawira satisfy his heart. All we need to do is take care of Cornelia always."
Kalandra resigned after hearing the words of her brother. After exhaling a long breath, he saw Mahawira walking out of the village.
"May you always be protected by God, my dear friend Mahawira."
Outside of Kaswari Village, Mahawira has actually been awaited by the female trident user he had been fighting a few days ago.
"What are you waiting for? Quick, take me to the palace."
The woman immediately placed her hand on Mahawira's shoulder, then teleported to the very cool and large Simaseba Palace.
Truly a pitiful city, the inner Mahawira while in front of the door of the enormous palace. Mahawira's eyes circled around, looking at the gripping silence.
The woman who was with Mahawira entered the palace after the guards opened the door and gave way.
In front of the magnificent palace, Mahawira watched Camelia have stood waiting for her arrival.
It was planned, damn it! he swore in his heart.
The views of the guards did not escape the figure of Mahawira, of course. Mahawira is currently still a danger or threat to Simaseba. They can't let their guard down, vigilance has to be increased.
Mahawira arrived in front of the palace building. The distance with Camelia was quite tenuous. The woman who was driving him was standing next to Camelia.
"No need to talk. I came here only to ask you to free my father and all the soldiers you have locked up in this palace. And most importantly, tell me how to wake Cornelia up."
Mahawira's gaze contained blazing flames, burning eyeballs, burning emotions in his soul. But he tried to stay in control.
"First of all, let me welcome your arrival, Mahawira my future husband. Welcome to Simaseba's Palace."
Camelia smiled amiably, but still gave off a suspicious aura.
"No need! I don't need any nonsense! Now, quickly release—"
"It would be my pleasure to do it, dear. But ... Your request number two doesn't seem like I'll be able to fulfill."
"What?! You can't fulfill the most important request?! You knew?! My only purpose here is to find out how to wake Cornelia up. For the freedom of my father and the soldiers, I can force you to do it." Mahawira's right hand shuffled, her index finger straight towards Camelia.
"Don't think with my arrival, I'll be incited by your rotten plans, Camelia! Hear that! I will never marry you! I belong only to Cornelia! My whole life belongs to Cornelia!"
Everyone gathered around, including the ministers who had just appeared a moment ago, directed gazes at the golden moon-shaped and star-shaped man.
Camelia's heart ached hearing Mahawira's words. It is very clear from the way he holds all emotions. Jaw hardens. Not long after, he managed to calm down.
"Then, what if I told you how to wake up that lowly servant on the condition that you should accept me as your wife." Camelia's sneaky smile began to be seen. He played a great role and politics.
"Damn ...." Mahawira growled, her hands clenched hard.
The sound of laughter accompanied by the sound of footsteps rang out from within the palace. Soon, King Simaseba appeared.
"Mahawira, Prince of Rosalia. I hope you're always given health. Too bad, after entering the palace area, you might be in pain soon." King Simaseba stood next to his daughter with a big smile on Mahawira. However, his eyes were not as gentle as the smile he carved. His eyes said something else.
"I don't care about you guys anymore. Whatever you're planning, I'll definitely get in the way."
"So, I see, Mahawira my future husband. Then, what if I plan to eliminate the trash maid's soul from the void? He's gonna die. It's so sorry."
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH, CAMELIA FUCKER!"
The shriek of deafness that almost broke the eardrum boomed like a thunderbolt, making everyone gasp. The fire that burned Mahawira's eyeballs had spread throughout his body.
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