The Village Girl And the Fox Prince

Chapter 68 - Porac-Poranda.

Still in pursuit, Lynx's current position is unknown. All surveillance devices to record the incident, have been completely destroyed in a row by Lynx. Until the remaining arrows can be counted by the fingers.

Lost in a dark hallway of dead end without finding a gap to be able to escape, Lynx panicked a little. It is impossible to walk back, those who are splitting up will find it easily.

The lights in the hallway that had indeed dimmed, suddenly flickered. Makes the mood turn gripping. Lynx's head was wryly agitated, his body that was already flooded with sweat slowly retreating. Touching the wall, unable to move anywhere.

While the ears appear to move, catch the sound of footsteps that walk closer. Sooner or later, if Lynx doesn't do something to hide, they'll catch him.

Crackling into the corner of the hallway, the flickering lights have now been completely extinguished. Lynx held her breath for a moment, her legs feeling a strange foothold. It is different from what he has done before. The surface is out of alignment, like stepping on a higher plane.

To check, Lynx squatted down. Groping that surface. Until he finally realized something. The floor he was currently on seemed to be connected to the room below. As Lynx remembered, he was still on the first floor. That means the room below is inside the ground.

Forcibly opening the floor that made the surface look different, Lynx's guess turned out to be correct. After opening, he saw that there was a ladder that could deliver him into a dark room down there. In a cornered position like this, inevitably Lynx had to go downstairs to hide.

Before the guards found her, Lynx hurriedly went inside. Re-closing the floor so as not to be caught. And what was left at this moment was the darkness that surrounded him.

Dark, all his eyes blackened. I don't know what room Lynx is in at the moment. It feels hot, because there is no air and it is so humid. The smell of dust is strong, predictably this is a room that has never been cleaned. It may not even touch again for a long time.

“Uhuk, uhuk!” Lynx pressed his chest, trying to survive the situation here. Turning upwards, he heard footsteps passing through the staircase.

“They couldn't have checked me up here, right?” lynx's inner voice, her hands began to flail the wind, looking for a handle to walk on.

The wall he touched, thick with dust. Lynx walks solely on instinct while constantly fumbling the walls. The further he walked, his sense of smell caught the scent of something. Which is not foreign to him.

His nose shriveled, the sharper the smell. Perched for a moment, in the surrounding darkness, Lynx felt not alone. There was someone else breathing, yet not scented like a demon.

Returning to walk, Lynx wanted to find out where the person was using the scent he was breathing. About more than ten steps forward, Lynx was left aghast in shock when something down there touched his foot.

“Get my foot off! And show me your form!” Lynx tried to pull her leg from the grip of the hand that had been holding her down there. Instead of being released, what happens is getting stronger grip.

“K-you ... Fox demon?”

The deg!

Lynx stunned. The frail voice just made him sculpt. How does he know? Is it possible that he can also smell like Lynx?

“Who are you?” Lynx held his hand forward, in the darkness that closed his eyes he could feel something cold ahead there, he touched the iron blades formed like bars to lock up.

In the next second, the sound of chains clashing against the floor sounded. Someone who is not yet known apparently it seems to be dragging his body to get closer to the bars. His grip on Lynx's legs was getting stronger.

Knowing that the interlocutor was downstairs, Lynx decided to crouch down. Returning out his hand, his fingers slipped between the gaps of the iron bars. Meet with the bone wrapped by the skin. Wrinkles that have loosened on a person's skin feel cold.

“You're human. Not wrong anymore. Although your scent is vague. But I can still kiss her,” Lynx said so sure.

“And you're a fox demon. More precisely the descendants of King Arandelle, the last generation that has a rare eye color. Although there is only one left, your beautiful eyes look bright in the darkness here,” replied in a hoarse voice.

“... I've been waiting for you for a long time. I knew you'd come as a hero to turn things around,” he continued, further confusing Lynx.

If only there were lights that illuminate this room, Lynx would be able to see how the human face of the interlocutor. Putting that aside, Lynx thought of something. Past events, about the story of a human being who became a traitor to the Foxion Kingdom.

“How do you know about me?” ask Lynx to dismiss the curiosity.

The man locked in the bars laughed softly. “I even know since you were a red baby, Prince Lynx.”

Could it be that the human being that the traitor said was this man before him? But, come to think of it, no human can live that long.

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Jack's funeral was well done. Attended by members of the Kingdom and some residents who did take refuge in the palace. In memory of Jack as a demon who has contributed in many ways to the advancement of the Kingdom, Jack's body was cremated. So that his ashes can be stored in a special place.

As a last greeting, they all held a tribute ceremony. Drawing Jack's figure on the side where the ashes from his own corpse, several wreaths were arranged around. One by one they came forward, paying their respects.

Meanwhile Hazel, who had already performed the tribute ceremony, now chose to pull over briefly to the garden behind the Palace. He sat under a shady tree, slightly preventing the whirling of tears.

While he was busy memorizing tear circles, Hazel was stunned for a moment when she realized there was movement from inside her stomach. He felt a few small kicks that his baby did. As if sensitive to what the mother feels, the baby in it does not want if Hazel is sad.

“My dear child, Mommy does not cry, kok.” Hazel chuckled cutely as she rubbed her big belly, the little fingers still busy kicking around were clearly visible on her clothes.

Until finally Aluka who was previously busy looking for the existence of Hazel, is now running towards her with a look of sumringah. Aluka was afraid that Hazel would do something bad. To keep his promise to Lynx, Aluka must look after Hazel at all costs.

“Hazel!”

“I'm tired of looking for you everywhere, next time tell me if you want to go,” oceh Aluka shortly after sitting opposite Hazel.

Jemari Hazel rubbed the sweat on Aluka's forehead, then smiled faintly, “Sorry to have worried about you. I'm trying to calm myself down from the crowd.”

“You're still thinking about my father?”

Hazel shook her head, unwilling to worry.

“Do not lie.” Now it was Aluka's turn to wipe, the tears left on Hazel's face he wiped clean using his thumb. “You can not dodge when here still leaves tears of sadness.”

“Sorry.” Hazel held the back of Aluka's hand that was still stuck to her cheek.

Aluka's attention is distracted by a unique bracelet that coils around Hazel's hand. He realized that the bracelet was also worn by Lynx. It's just that Aluka is only thinking about questioning that now.

“Omong-by the way, is this a pair bracelet?”

Hazel nodded briefly. “Ya, how do you know?”

“I saw Lynx also wear it. Where did you buy it? It is unique because it is made from the roots of plants and small flowers that have dried as a decoration,” said Aluka was interested, her view can not be separated from the bracelet.

Hazel laughed, recalling the moment. When he was still living under the control of prestige and it was difficult to admit that his heart had fallen on Lynx.

“This is when we were still in the human world, Lynx who invited me to eat in the store. And I bought this bracelet. It is said that this bracelet is a bearer of good luck. I hope that luck will continue to be with us. Because I realized, my position to be able to blend in this world is still difficult,” replied Hazel, along with staring at her bracelet.

“By having each other, isn't that a fortune too? I know that nothing in this world is perfect, but after seeing you two, I believe that perfect is upon you. Behind each other's shortcomings, you complement each other. I hope my love story will be the same as yours,” Aluka timpal with funny weirdness.

Hazel gave a gentle swipe at the top of Aluka's head. “Yes, I will pray for you.”

While being engrossed in conversation, the two were struck by the sound of something blaring and in a row, a kind of weapon with a bullet released into the air. Followed by the sound of simple shouts from inside the Palace. Like there was some kind of excitement going on.

“What is it?!” Aluka was aghast, about to return to the Palace, but Hazel held her back.

“Do not enter first. I know what that sound is. It looks like an intruder came in and bombarded using a gun of some kind. We can't go in, it's dangerous,” hold Hazel who understands the situation.

“Invouchers? That's not possible. Our palace is protected by a magic hood made by Uncle Jack. It is impossible to be penetrated by a demon that is not part of the Palace. Also, what is a gun? I think someone in the Palace is using magic. Is that maybe my dad?”

A few seconds after Aluka muscled in disbelief, the magic hood that was curved as a protector shattered instantly. So that the sun can be felt again. The bright sky illuminated the situation, brushing aside the frightening atmosphere earlier.

“See? The magic hood you're referring to is destroyed now. I'm sure, someone's trying to screw up the palace. It's good that we hide for a while,” Hazel, he has stood up and held Aluka's arm to be guided.

“Then, My Mother... My mom's inside, Hazel! I can't leave him alone. He's in danger now!” Aluka muttered, wanting to go and enter the Palace.

But his efforts were not condoned, not because Hazel was holding him. But because a small object such as a grenade suddenly thrown towards the yard they are walking, until finally causing a tremendous explosion. Smoke filled the vision, the blazing flames scorching the grass and trees.

Hazel hastily pulls Aluka into Jack and Lynx's arsenal. Which no one was allowed to enter before. But due to this emergency, Hazel is forced to use it to hide.

“Do not move and make a sound. We stay here for a while until the situation is a little safer,” said Hazel, she asked Aluka to hide under the table. Hugged her tightly as the girl began to cry in fear.

Aluka stared at Hazel, as she pleased. “How about my Mom? I heard a lot of yelling earlier, is my mom okay in there?”

Hazel hesitated. “I'm sure he's fine. So don't worry too much. I promise I'll take you there after things get better.”

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