The Adventure Of Lord Lausius

Episode 145's

“Yudhar ..., you?!”

Sean gaped, when he saw the boy inside this palace.

“Wait. Am I dreaming?” muttered Sean slowly.

Sean watched well, that perfectly chiseled face and nose. Yudhar's face, the boy's face. Sean is still memorized, but not sure if the child is in front of him now.

“Is he really Yudhar, that jungle boy? Wasn't he already dead pounced on by Mossarus?”

Sean's mind, of course, returns to the memory of where Yudhar died. More precisely, in that strange forest. Sean cried when the boy died. However, now ....

“No, no, no. He must not be Yudhar. He must be the ghost of the forest boy.”

Sean shook his head violently, he did not want to see Yudhar. That kid must not be real, Sean must have seen it wrong.

“Sean. You remember me?”

Sean closed his eyes and ears, taking his eyes off the boy.

“No, you're not Yudhar. Go there, I don't know you!” sean grimaced.

Jessica, he's hanging out. Right, he's confused. Confused as to why Yudhar was still alive, Jesicca clearly saw him killed by Mossarus. Jessica saw it, she couldn't have seen it wrong.

“Sean. Is he a ghost?” jessica whispered to Sean.

Sean shakes. “I don't understand. But I'm sure he's the spirit of that jungle boy. His spirit now haunts us.”

“Can be ...”

Jessica snapped her fingers. Then he looked at Yudhar's face. Jessica frowned, there was a trace of doubt in Jessica's mind.

“Hey, do you guys not recognize me?”

Yudhar meets, but Jessica and Sean. Both agree that he is a ghost.

“You get out of here, or I'll kill your shadow. Until you can't live anymore, then you'll be immortal in hell!”

Sean pulled out his sword, then pointed it at Yudhar—teenager dressed as ciborg children. Children dressed in light armor, as if the armor was a protective device on the battlefield.

“Hey buddy, why are you doing this to me!” yudhar said negotiate.

“You are not my friend!” snapped Sean. “You must be a ghost. You are not Yudhar. You're a ghost of heaven.”

“Sean. You misunderstood!”

“No. I'm-i'm right. You're a ghost, you're not that jungle boy!”

Yudhar put on a plain face, she was confused on Sean who did not consider him a friend, but a ghost.

Oh, Yudhar knows, Sean must still remember that incident.

“But I am not dead. But he thinks I'm dead!”

Jessica approached Sean. He whispers. “Isn't the kid a little weird?"

Sean nodded. “He's a ghost, you have to be vigilant,” he said keep watch. “If not, we will be pounced on it.”

Sean's sword hasn't come down yet, he's still suspicious of the boy. Yudhar could do nothing but defend himself.

Edward, Gordon, Crypto and the others put on bewildered faces. Because, they don't know what's going on. That's all, really.

Lord Shutanhamun who saw Sean's behavior, he smiled. Again, the old man sorted his beard mane.

“Ehm. My granddaughter,” called him Sean. Sean glanced at him with a cynical look, Sean had no idea who he was calling. “He is not a ghost or a spirit. She's real. Lower your weapons, you don't need to suspect Yudhar like that.”

Sean turned. “Hey, Old man. You know what about the supernatural world. You don't even look like a psychic.”

Edward shook his head when he saw Sean's behavior. He's massaging his head, dizzy. It's probable.

“Sean. You're mistaken. He's real,” said Edward also told. “Really, he's not a ghost or a spirit. He is a normal creature. Just like us!”

“You don't have to interfere with Eed. He's a nasty creature, he must be a ghost.” Sean replied, staring intently at Yudhar's eyes.

The old man, he sighed. She shook her head weakly, then stuck out her hand from behind her silk white robe.

The child under the stairs is very protective.

From Lord Shutanhamun his palm, he cast magic. Then, simply, the old man drew Sean's sword. Then stay away from the master.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“You will know the story,” said Lord Shutanhamun.

“What did you say?” asked Sean curiously.

The old man turned his back, then looked at Yudhar. With Yudhar's firm hands together, he honored the white-gray man.

“Hamba will explain it to Lord Lausius the Younger,” Yudhar said as he bowed.

Sean doesn't understand what that means. Yudhar, now he's facing Sean, and he starts telling stories.

“Prince. Sorry, maybe the prince will be confused as to why I can still live. I'll tell the Prince. As detailed as possible.”

“What do you mean?” sean asked confused.

“I will tell you the events of that time. And this relates, whether I am a spirit or not.”

Sean was pensive, his brain began to digest the meaning of Yudhar's words. “He's weird, just like his brain.”

Then, Yudhar's memory spun back—remembering the moment when she almost died eaten by Mossarus. In the barren valley, Yudhar and the others last separated.

“At that time, I didn't die. It's just a conspiracy. I didn't really vanish being eaten by Mossarus. I just disappeared, then returned to the palace,” Yudhar recalled to Sean.

“Conspiration?” sean repeated.

Yudhar nodded. “I'm sure, you know what I mean!”

Sean gawking. His brain had not yet come to Yudhar's words. The boy, every word he said in detail, was hard to put into Sean's lucid brain. But ....

“Wait,” says Sean wants to understand. “You are not dead. Then, you go back to the palace. You didn't vanish being preyed upon by that monstrous creature. How could you have survived, while me and the others clearly saw all this.”

“Yes, really, I did survive the creature. I'm not really dead, Sean!” Yudhar is still trying to explain.

Sean squinted his eyes. Looking at the thirsty Yudhar.

“If you are not dead, then there is only one question for you ...”

“What?” Yudhar reared her eyes, waiting for what was left of Sean's mouth. “Say Sean. I want to know.”

“If you're alive, why would I cry for you then?” sean said admitting. “Isn't that in vain. You're not dead!”

Suddenly, the people in the palace looked at each other. Except Jessica and Driyad. The two of them understood Sean the most during the journey to this place.

“Hahaha .., apparently the prince once cried. Did I not hear wrong?”

Gordon replied, followed by a loud laugh. Occasionally patting his stomach, because it was twisted due to Sean's innocent speech.

Crypto pat Gordon on the shoulder. “You can't help your pleasure. You will be punished by his majesty Shutanhamun if you dare to mock his grandson.”

“Hei. You just calm down. Your Majesty is not that cruel,” elbow Gordon. His speech style is familiar, Crypto is rather amused to receive that stimulation.

“OK. You're crying over me. Even I don't know it,” said Yudhar casually.

Sean saw Yudhar. “You stink boy. How can you be this relaxed to not lament your mistakes!”

“She's been trained for apathy at this time prince,” said Driyad.

“You mean ..,”

Driyad pinched her lips as Sean glanced at her. Glancing at Yudhar, the boy was just a whimper when Driyad interrupted him with a wry look.

“Driyad, he knows best.”

Sean, he's slowly understanding. Looking at the faces of Driyad and Yudhar, Sean snapped his fingers.

“So, you guys ..”

“They why Sean?” sambar Jessica's.

“Badness. You guys have fooled me!” said Sean beaver.

Jessica, the girl furrowed her brows. He was confused as to what Sean meant. “What Sean said. Why is he saying ambiguous like this?” jessica said slowly.

Jessica circulated her gaze, Yudhar and Driyad chuckled amusedly.

“Sorry prince, this is not my idea. This is the idea of the noble Shutanhamun. I couldn't have done this without Mr.”'s permission

Driyad admitted, Sean is really good at guessing. Driyad was afraid that Sean would be angry with her, so Driyad turned all this blame on Lord Shutanhamun.

The old man was still so smart. As if without sin, he was still smiling at Sean.

“Oh. So, it turns out you set me up. Then, you secretly ordered Yudhar to watch over me. Then take me into this place.”

Sean said lethargic. But for Lord Shutanhamun, this was not an option. It's a compulsion.

“Fia is really smart. He was able to guess in just a split second.”

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From the story of Yudhar, Sean knew. The boy was the cause of all this.

“Yudhar, it turns out he planned all this. He forced me into this place.”

Sean sat on the edge of the bed, old-fashioned yet quite futuristic. At least, it's a little soft compared to sleeping on the ground. It was like Sean when he was in the woods.

Lots of bullies, mosquitoes, cold, there's Gort. Oh, Sean's upset about what he feels is insecure about.

Sean remembers Edward's story. Actually, Edward was lost in the woods. Yudhar helped him, and the boy who helped Eed escaped from the wild wolves.

“Oh. The shit. Why all this could happen!” gerutu Sean is upset.

If you remember, Sean was more upset with the boy. Really, for whatever.

“Yudhar, he dared to deceive me!”

As Sean grumbled, the door to his room opened. Sean is at Lord Shutanhamun's palace. The palace is big, and this is called the golden building. Everything is made of pure rock.

“You didn't sleep my grandson?” ask Lord Shutanhamun.

The old man approached, then stood in front of Sean. Sean is not moving, he is still wrapped in a confused feeling—why he is here.

“Can you explain who I am. Why are you in my dreams. Then people call me Lausius. You must know who I am?”

Lord Shutanhamun pulled his wrinkled hand over Sean's shoulder, then said. “If you're curious about yourself, then I wouldn't mind telling you everything.”

“Really?”  Sean immediately got up from his seat, then positioned himself, matching the height of the old man. “Tell me what story you will tell me about myself, Dad, Mom and my past. I want to know everything.”

The old man smiled kindly. “Follow me,” take her.

He turned around, leaving Sean's room. Sean followed him, the old man looked still dignified. The road was firm, his hands folded on his back. And another one is ahead. His hands never slept, as if they were shaking hands, saying something.

“Slow down I'll tell you who you are. Who I am, and why you're here. Also called Lausius. I want you to know everything right now.”

The two walked down the red carpeted hallway. The guards did not seem to be guarding every corner of the hallway, so the second street was a bit quiet.

“Lalu ..., you. How should I call you?”

Sean noticed the corner of his eyes that had already snorted. The man snorted.

“Call me grandpa. Because I'm your grandfather!”

Sean nodded slowly. He understood, Sean would get used to calling grandfather. That old man, he's pretty good.

The second way, now arrived at a big door. Sean was no wonder. Because actually he knows, all the buildings here are made of gold.

“Come in,” take Lord Shutanhamun.

Sean again followed Lord Shutanhamun, the door opened after the old man swiped at him with strength in his hand.

“Oh. Wow ...” Sean gaped, he was shocked.

Upon entering a room, Sean is faced with an extraordinary display.

There's a crate made of transparent glass, and ....

“Oh. Is this a living human?” ask Sean.

His hands are pure white, now touching the glass inside contains charming men. Not one or two, but many. They were placed in glass crates, decorated with handsome men.

And Sean's sure, they seem to be preserved. All the chests decorated with beautiful flowers, inside there are beautiful fish. They are decorated in such a way that it looks more beautiful to see—like aquarium glass, the crates are lined along the walls of the room.

The great hall in the mahligai, Sean admitted he was amazed.

This mahligai, stretched an ice-covered glass floor on each Sean stepped foot.  Mahligai support poles, become a marker of each glass barrier containing dozens of handsome creatures. Just like Sean, he seemed to see his own twin.

“The first crystal casket, which stands near the entrance. That's a marker, if he's your first brother. All that's in this crystal casket, are your brothers. For Lausius.” Lord Shutanhamun told Sean.

“Oo ..., you mean ..., you're not kidding, are you?”

Lord Shutanhamun shook his head. “You are the last Lausius. You're my granddaughter who I've been waiting for her birth for so long.”

Sean, he clearly understood his point. Sean knew, this explanation was repeatedly mentioned by many people. Including Medusa, he tells Sean that he's Lausius.

Sean, he still clearly remembered Medusa's words. Sean also did not forget Elius' words, Yanga said he was the last Lausius.

“Cute me.”

The white robe walked over, bringing Sean into the storage room of this body.

Sean, while following the old man, continued to pay attention to the closed faces. A white face, a deathly pale face that was confined within the crystal coffin.

The place Sean thought was a glass coffin. Sean's hands were curious, he touched one of the crates.

The coffin that stood at the end of the storage hall, there was a carving of the bird of heaven. Golden phoenix.

When Sean touched the chest, suddenly the white light from the object came out. Sean, he seems interested in getting in there.

“Oh. No!”

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