The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 21 The Tracker

The simple wooden house that stood deep in the middle of the forest was very different from the Abbasids. The house was old and claustrophobic, with worn furniture due to age eating.

There were some paintings that had begun to fade and worn-out cloth curtains on the windows, but none could hide the moisture that slowly damaged the wood, or the throng of rats that took over the attic. The house belonged to an old lady who had the misfortune of meeting Chinua and Xanadu. The old woman was killed by Chinua and buried in the garden behind the log house.

In fact, the positives about this house are only its remote location and far enough from Astrakhan that Chinua can continue his search unnoticed. Lying on the bed in one of the rooms, Chinua tried to ignore the smell of damp mold that filled the air.

For now, he was too tired to continue improving his surroundings. After cleaning this wooden house from the thick dust that ruled the entire house.

His power was already widely used to open a portal large enough for him and Xanadu, protecting this house with protection magic completely drained his power. It took him a few days to regain his full strength. Of course even with only a little bit of his strength left, Chinua was still able to kill most of the enemies.

Sipping warm Chamomile tea with honey that helped ease his fatigue, Chinua watched Xanadu enter the room with slow footsteps and fumbling hands around him. "The tracker from the Yuan region has arrived," said Xanadu rasping, his blind eyes directed directly at Chinua.

"good. Bring him here," Chinua ordered. "You're still too weak. You better wait."

Chinua hissed at the suggestion. The blind old woman kept on babbling and complaining ever since Chinua called the sniffer expert.

"I give you the order, Old Lady," Chinua snapped. "Bring that tracking expert to me" he continued. The old fortuneteller remained silent grimly in the doorway, her beautiful face hardened with displeasure. "We don't need that tracker if you don't rashly trust just one person."

Chinua threw the cup filled with tea at the obnoxious old fortune teller. The cup broke against the door as Xanadu easily dodged to the side, his laughter echoing throughout the room. Chinua is unhappy when her spell cannot reveal anything. He could not trace where the Stone was, only darkness was visible.

"I told you, Blind Old Woman, I have no choice. That's why I need the help of that tracking expert to find out where the Stone is at the moment and also track down my prey." "You don't even know if Stone's alive or not. It could have been that your spell couldn't see it because the man was dead" Xanadu said. "It doesn't matter now, does it?" "Yes." Yeah." The old woman shook her head.

Chinua leaned back on the pillow, refusing to be defeated. He must regain his strength. Until then, he was still vulnerable. "Go, greet the tracking expert and watch your mouth. If anyone escapes a word from your mouth, you'll be buried with the old lady in the back garden. Grimacing Xanadu turned his back.

While waiting for Chinua to carefully prepare himself. He calms his expression and lowers the shirt to reveal white shoulders and one of the ***********. Out of all her types of strength, Chinua's extremely outstanding beauty was the most powerful. There was no sound before the tracking expert appeared in the doorway.

The expert tracker was a man, just as Chinua had predicted. The man had an angelic face, and silver hair. Perfect bronze-colored skin, his muscular body clad in jeans and a sweater. His eyes, however, showed his strength, were blue in color, staring intently at Chinua so much that the woman felt goosebumps being made.

"Your Majesty." Chinua raised her hand to signal. "Close to." "Don't take it personally, Your Majesty, but I'd rather be here alone" the tracker said. "Say your name, handsome." "Sergei Petrov, Your Majesty." "Well, Sergei, I don't need to use my hands to kill you." Sergei shrugged as he leaned against the doorway. "Right, but I prefer the view from here."

The room was instantly filled with hot air. Chinua was still holding back her power from exploding in front of the man. "You played a dangerous game with me" Chinua said. The man's smile looked relaxed, indicating that he was not afraid of Chinua.

"Is there any other kind of game?" sahut Sergei, his voice is very deep for the size of a gentle looking creature. "Enough." Realizing that this man is immune to his strong sexual attraction, Chinua impatiently pulls his shirt higher. Sergei's opportunity has passed and it's time for business. "I need your service."

"You know my price?" "Just a little I don't know, Sergei." Sergei's blue eyes looked at Chinua suspiciously. She felt that a queen could not possibly need her services if she was not desperate. "And you're willing to pay?" Chinua shrugged his shoulders. There was no point in telling the man that Chinua intended to kill him after the man managed to find his prey. "You wouldn't be here if I didn't want to" Chinua said softly.

Sergei was silent for a while, his strong desire to get paid was at war with his fear that this was some kind of trap. Finally his greed overcame his common sense. Those blue eyes exuded his will and he bowed deeply to show approval.

"I need something from my prey" Sergei said, upholding himself. "Something that has its smell." Chinua pointed to the leather suitcase located in the corner of the room. He had already sent Xanadu to find where Batu had stayed during his time in Astrakhan when they arrived. Taking her bag is an easy job.

"Take what you need." The man opened the bag, unpacked the famous man's clothes before taking a man's handkerchief from the messy suitcase. His face looked solemn as he pressed the handkerchief against his nose.

"The man is dead. Why are you looking for a man who's been reduced to ashes." Fortunately Chinua's power was limited. Otherwise, he might have killed the man on the spot, because of his sassness. "Sergei, how could he die. Can you see it?"

"He was burned by a golden power of light" Sergei replied. Chinua looked surprised. "Track the man who burned it. But don't try to get any closer, once you know the location, you should come back to me with information." Sergei nodded and moved back to the door.

"Sergei." The man paused for a moment to hear Chinua's commanding tone. "Yes?" "You do as I say or you'll find out how painful my indecency is." The air was getting hotter until Sergei had trouble breathing. He touched his throat, as if it could ease his discomfort. "Actually, I think I already know." With a swing of the hand the power is reduced. "Go." "Yes, Your Majesty."

During his famous existence in the hunting and tracking business, only this time Sergei found a consumer that is not only beautiful but also very deadly. The Queen of the Batbayar Clan was the one.

Sergei likes women, but not if he has to bear the fear of his entire life facing that kind of woman. Her desire instantly disappeared in an instant, no matter even though the woman's appearance was amazingly beautiful. The type of woman Sergei likes is a beautiful according to his taste, innocent, timid and certainly not deadly.

Sergei was in disbelief as the direction of tracking him headed to the Great Khan's house of the Altan Clan. Sergei seemed to swallow his saliva. If the person is in the protection of a Great Khan, then the history is finished. Because no one dared to harass Khan Adrian-Khan the Great of the Altan Clan. Khan Adrian can be said to be as deadly as the Queen of the Batbayar Clan.

Sergei tried to twist his brain, what he should do further. He needed to devise a more mature plan to infiltrate into the Altan Clan. As Sergei was sneaking watch from behind a tree outside the gate of the residence of Khan Adrian. The man saw the gate slowly open. From inside appeared a black luxury car that drove out from behind the gate.

Sergei was flabbergasted, at a glance he saw the figure of a girl who had collided with him. Sergei can't be wrong, the girl who's been trying to get her way. The girl who stupefied him, and felt something. It turned out that he was inside the residence of the Great Khan, it was only fitting that Sergei could not track him down. The residence of the Great Khan was protected by an extremely powerful protection magic spell. "Luna.." he muttered.

Sergei remembered he had to hurry, if he wanted to chase after his Luna. The man then let out a whistling sound from his lips, suddenly appeared a brown Eagle. When the bird landed right in front of Sergei, it grew bigger, and Sergei immediately climbed on top of the Eagle, and enveloped them with protection magic. So that no human eye can see them.

Sergei can indeed conquer any kind of beast. Both magical animals and ordinary animals. He can talk to the animals. The Eagle that was flying was ridden by him it was one of his pet magic beasts. They fly after the black car that was carrying Luna.

Sergei sees the car carrying the girl stopping at a shopping mall. Sergei patted his eagle softly and spoke through his mind with the bird. "We stopped in a safe place, Arra."

"Yes, Master." The eagle chose to land in a city park not far from the shopping center. Sergei looked at his surroundings carefully before removing his protection matra. Arra, the Eagle immediately flew back into space after Sergei got off his back.

Sergei is looking for the whereabouts of his girl puja. The girl is seen sitting trying on a pair of beautiful white shoes at the counter special women's shoes. Sergei observed the girl with a smile. Then Sergei slowly approached, the man smiled at the shopkeeper waiting next to the girl.

The shopkeeper was stunned when he saw Sergei. Any woman who sees that man will be stunned. Because the look like an angel Sergei can make every woman stop suddenly from any of their activities. That guy is so amazing and beautiful. Sergei took the shoebox from the shopkeeper's hand and whispered something in his ear. The shopkeeper woman blushed in embarrassment and left her place waiting.

Diva is still not aware that those who stand not far from her have changed people. As she turned to ask for the size of the shoe she was trying on, the girl was stunned. Diva suddenly became stiff, she was shocked to see the shopkeeper who served her had changed appearance. "Hallo, Luna," greeted the man gently. Her full lips opened and formed a charming smile while her blue eyes were fixed on the Diva.

Diva immediately remembered the man, ever since she heard Luna's call. "Sergei?" "I'm flattered you remember my name, Luna. And you haven't changed a bit. Still pretty like that time when you were in my arms." Diva blushed in embarrassment at the compliment. "Call the Diva. I used to be called that." "Oh no, to me you're Luna." Diva rolled her eyes. "Yes, right. It's up to you."

"Well, who is this?" Farah suddenly interrupted their conversation. Shanum frowned, he felt like he had seen this man before him. "Stt. this man who was, when we were on the run," Shanum whispered to Farah. Farah's eyes were festering, she immediately stared intently at the man.

"It's Sergei. He's the guy from that time in Izba." Diva introduces the man to Farah and Shanum. "Greetings, Ladies," said Sergei. "Hi, I'm Shanum and this is Farah." Shanum replied with his sweet smile, he was about to extend his hand at the man. But suddenly Shanum's hand was pulled by someone.

They all turned their heads, and were shocked to see Khan smiling coldly at Sergei, holding Shanum's hand. Sergei was swallowing his saliva with great difficulty looking at that stiff face and freezing smile.

Shanum smiled fretfully, he felt a little uncomfortable with Khan's protective attitude just now, and felt sorry for Sergei. The girl pinched Khan's hand silently, and shook her head.

Khan tightened his jaw, he understood Shanum's intentions. Despite his dislike, he still tried to break the tension by asking, "How are the expenses? Is it all done?" The atmosphere remained silent, they did not dare to answer. Khan's intonation of voice is more like a police interrogation than a casual suave question.

"I have, anyway" Shanum replied trying to break the silence. "I have too, but the Diva doesn't seem to be finished yet" Farah replied.

"I'll just pay. Just a minute." Diva takes the box in Sergei's hand and calls the waiter. "What if I accompany Luna to the cashier. Can I?" Sergei stared at Khan Adrian, as if asking for his permission. "Luna?" chirp Farah while chuckling amusedly and nudging Diva's shoulder. "Sttt..." Diva looked embarrassed and pinched Farah's shoulder.

"Ouch, sick... Don't pinch it." "You really, really like my teasing," protested Diva. "Who's hurting, I'm just asking. Who is Luna?" replied Farah pretending to be innocent. Shanum who saw the behavior of the two seemed to roll his eyes. The two never change, like Tom and Jerry.

"Okay, you guys just wait here. I went to the cashier with Sergei. Come on Sergei." The diva immediately pulled the man's hand. Sergei fell silent rigidly, as his palm was tightly grasped by the Diva. An explosion of sensation shook Sergei's body when Diva touched him. A sensation that Sergei had not felt for a long time. He had once felt this sensation when they first came into contact by accident, and it still felt just as overwhelming.

"Let's go to the cashier" Sergei whispered hoarsely as he tightened his grip. Diva smiled brightly and they walked together towards the cashier. "God, since when did Diva dare to hold the hand of the man she just met?" chirps Farah. "It seems like ever since he met the man. I admit that the man is indeed handsome like an angel falling from the sky" Shanum commented.

"Where are you going with me, Shasha?" khan asked with a furious voice. "Guns..." Farah said the word as she looked at the cold and stiff face of Khan, who was staring seriously at Shanum.

Shanum did not feel daunted, he instead looked back at Khan with a smirk smile. Shanum then brought his face closer to Khan without letting go of his eye contact with Khan, and said softly, "Stay only you Khan."

Khan's face instantly changed, he blushed in embarrassment. His cheeks look red, even red to his ears. Farah who saw the scene shook her head. Farah felt she was hallucinating. Still can't believe a Khan Adrian could blush in shame. The man was as cold as the refrigerator, the man who was usually stiff-faced. It was incredible how powerful Shanum was in changing that man.