Death Games
Pressure Vice King

 “So this is our room?”

“True, Sir. This is the resting place of the messenger of the Hydra nation. Inside there is a door for each room, you can choose whichever one you want to occupy. And also if there is something you need, please convey to the guards who are guarding outside. Hope you are all comfortable here. I resigned.”

“Wait.”

Jolted, Otama was made goosebumps by the sound of Revtel intercepting him suddenly. “Y-yes Sir?”

“Where is King hydra's room?”

“That, in the right dear area Mr.”

“Take me there.”

Like being struck by lightning, it was clearly an impossible request to obey. Otama's eyes seemed to tremble because he received the order he had expected. But it was really unexpected that it would happen.

“Sorry Sir. But, I need permission so that anyone can enter the right-wing area.”

“So?” Even a rough spit was gulped by Otama because of the expression of the Vice King. “Forget that. Instead, just get my king here. That doesn't need permission, right?”

“Good Sir. I will do.”

And Blerda's subordinates went from there. But, that doesn't dampen Revtel's cold vision. Until finally he chose to join the two higher-ups who were sitting on the sofa.   

On the way to the resting place of King Hydra, Otama also met the figure of empusa officials. Aza Ergo looks wry in her sight.

“Mr Aza.”

“Tama? You to Kers' room too?”

“Iya Sir. I would like to convey Mr. Revtel's request to meet His Excellency Kers.”

“He wants to see her?”

“True, Mr.”

 “Cih!” decih Aza suddenly. Just open the door to Kers' room with a sassy.

“Hei! Where's your manners?!”

Otama and Aza Ergo, wrinkling confused faces gazing at the scene in front of him from him who was making a sound. Where the most honorable figure belongs to the Hydra nation, it sleeps while covered in bed. There was even a wine basket near his pillow.

“Build fool! Revtel wants to meet you!”

“Then? Where is she?”

“Sorry Your Majesty. But anyone is not allowed to enter the area in this place.”

“Ah,” Kers also realized. “Have it, leave it alone. I'll see him tomorrow.”

“T-tapi—”

“I will be in charge. So you don't have to worry about Otama. Or do you, want to accompany me here? I don't mind if you want,” while blinking one eye.

“Then I retreat first,” part in a hurry.

Aza just showed off a trivial look at Kers's insignificance.

“Why are you here? Exit. I want to sleep.”

“Don't forget to keep your mouth shut about my colleagues,” Aza warned.

“Who do you think you are?”

“Don't make me regret having this meeting, Kers.”

“What is this? You mad? Just chill. Who wants to hunt down your little fellows?”

But, there was not a single answer that Aza inscribed other than a pressing gaze. Slowly, Kers showed off a smile and got up from his position. Near him the magma controlling figure, while touching the young man's cheek.

“Don't look at me that way. You didn't forget who I was, did you? If the time comes, I will definitely be a spectator on the outskirts. You don't need to fear Aza, because I'm not the type who will participate in the war,” softly while laughing.

And his forehead was met with the forehead of the empusa official who had a calm expression.

“Why are you seeing me now?!” revtel's screams echoed within the room.

The figure he rebuked, just showing off the grin of a full horse.

“Come, Revtel. Don't be so angry. Don't you realize that your glasses are so cute?”

Of course the laughter that the Hydra King immediately let out, while hiding behind Hea. “Come on, don't be so angry. I can see your wrinkles are growing more and more Revtel.”

“Kau—”

“Hea, tell your teacher not to be fussy anymore,” whispered Kers as he hugged her from behind. Revtel's student was surprised because he felt amused to be treated so. “Hey, what the fuck? Though if Aza, he will relax,” his lips.

“Aza? Also true. What does Blerda's letter mean? Why is your name and that damned brat there?”

Kers who was bothering Hea also shifted his gaze. “Not because of you guys I so take care of the intruders?”

“When did I tell you? You're the one who took the initiative to send Aza.”

“And I did, didn't I? You don't see the result.”

“Pieces siren and empusa. Is that the result you're talking about?”

“Of course,” Kers smiled arrogantly.

“Forget. Wasn't it the empusa who infiltrated the forbidden area? Why is siren also involved here?”

“Because they also participated.”

“Siren?”

“True. You didn't hear what I said?” Revtel's face changed. Instantly Kers' guts shrieked at the look of his deputy.

“What do they want?”

“Medusa and cerberus.”

“What!” pekik Hea and Libra together.

“Whispering stupid!” Kers also caught up to Hea.

“Agh!” screeched the young man while grimacing in pain. He rubbed his head while sneering at the irritated Kers.

“You sure?”

“Yakin! Can you not doubt my words like that? Sucks,” said while he was singing his lips.

The jaw on Revtel's face stiffened even more, revealing strokes of firmness and strangeness in his expression. Slowly but surely, his countenance darkened like wrath.

“They are tired of living apparently,” Revtel also sat himself in the chair. Take off his glasses, and make Libra, Hea and Kers stiffen.

Taking off the glasses, somehow Revtel's behavior that so makes them tense and cold sweat. Quickly Kers approached him and massaged his Vice's clothes.

“Take it easy, Revtel. Isn't that why this meeting was held? After all, no one wants the disaster to reappear.”

Revtel put his glasses back on and glanced at King Hydra. “Blerda. Has he asked Trempusa's permission to execute empusa?”

“Not yet. But it was under the auspices of Aza. So I thought there would be no problem.”

The figure that Kers no longer massaged frowned. “Rules are rules, Kers. Blerda had no right to execute empusa here without Trempusa's permission. Because Aza, only her petting.”

A thin smile was spread on the lips of the owner of the hydra throne.

“What's funny?”

“Nothing. It's just, your life seems too stiff, friend.”

“What—”

Kers turned his body. “It seems, there will be new regulations. I hope you enjoy the spectacle.”

“What! Where are you going Kers?!”

But, the Hydra King ignored the call of his friend. Making the abandoned figures face each other meaningfully.

Hydragel Kers does not smile anymore. His lips widened the grin that split his face. He laughed softly for what his expression meant. And the look in his eyes also met with a figure of living things that gasp.

Peering from behind the high curtains. An animal slithered, with sharp glances clashing in the darkness.

“Don't peek so, because I hate fringe rats,” finished saying it, the animal immediately jumped up and moved quickly away from it. So frightened his figure that made the owner look surprised at his arrival.

“Near?”