
Blerda Sirena was silent for a moment while her eyes looked back at the planting of the tomb of the superior of her people.
Accompanied by whispers moping around, wondering why Arjuna who is one of the assandia (fighters) could just die.
“Yang Mulia. After this, there is something I want to talk to you about,” muttered one of the Elders as well as the nobility of the siren. He stood at the right behind Blerda, and nothing was answered by him. Unless the netra is still pointing at the mound in front of it.
“A-my kids are wrong what? Why did he have to die that way? W-what really happened Your Majesty,” asked a woman to him.
His face was so sad looking at the supreme King of his people. His heart was broken for the fate that befell his son.
Moreover, the body that came before him was sand with decorations familiar to him. Of course it is the clothes and bracelets of his beloved son. Arjuna, the archer has fallen in his mission.
And slowly Blerda lowered her head. Dropped his body, to align with the woman who was hugging his tomb. The tears of the figure before him were wiped away, then the unexpected words were washed away in return.
The people who were there were silent because of it.
“Arjuna is gone, for fulfilling his promise. He succeeded in his mission, as the best superior in his nation. No one can replace him, he left all but his soul is still with us. And his figure will always be left in the hearts of those who remember him. I'm sorry Madam. Because of you, having to let your son go. Once again forgive me, as a leader in your nation.”
And the Siren Queen hugged the woman tightly. Makes Arjuna's mother sobbing due to his words.
Some people who heard it also cried because of it.
Moreover Toyotomi and Zarca, who witnessed the death of their group leader before his eyes. Guilt enveloped both.
Although not from the same blood, even if their principles of life are different, but the three have started their friendship line. Accompanied in doing the hunting mission as it should be.
The bond created is not a lie. Even if it was only for a short while, the two higher-ups really felt lost.
Like half of his life evaporating in the air leaving the happiness of their lives. Maybe that's the real friendship.
“What wise words Your Majesty. I am so moved to hear it,” said the bald-headed Elder to him.
The figure spoken to is silent, although the bead of his eyes clearly looks attached to the look full of wrinkles in his vision.
“What I want to talk about is the state of our nation's palace. Even if the left-wing area was not destroyed and could accommodate many people, but the other Elders were clearly wondering and wanting to know what happened exactly. There are too many rumors that there has been a fight between you and the other Kings. Moreover, the illusory protector that covered the incident was very suspicious, so outsiders could not see it unless you were inside. So, what exactly happened? Your Excellency.”
“Only a massive attack from a ghoul that came out of nowhere,” Blerda briefly replied to the long rant of the old man in front of her.
“Really? Are you sure? Because this was very strange considering that the servants and bodyguards behaved like they knew nothing. It was as if their mouths had already been ordered not to say anything to the outside world.”
Very blunt of himself. No talking in talking. The same age as Mr. Criber who became a top brass but this old man really likes to find out without caring who the interlocutor is.
“And that is their advantage as our subordinates. Shut up at the behest of his superiors. What happens to my palace will be my business. Then excuse me, Elder.”
Blerda left him. It made the man so angry at him. “Basic girl, I'll make sure to find out what happened. And if it's related to you, then you must be dead!” unfortunately and not heard by his Queen.
“Main,” call Blerda as her step passes through her subordinates. “Make sure none of the palace residents leaked the real incident. It would be troublesome, if the Elders knew that the damage was caused by me as well as the other Kings.”
“Good Your Majesty. Earlier Mr. Criber and the Chief Servant and the Chief of the troops also said the same thing. So, all must be safe in their hands.”
“Good Your Majesty,” nod Otama.
That's how Blerda protects and oversees his residence. The red palace, that magnificent dwelling was actually shrouded in illusionary protectors. And the people who handle it are trusted figures of his choice.
All this was done so that no people would know that chaos often occurred in his palace. Given the previous possession, it has been experienced by the previous Kings.
They not only ravaged the palace, but also killed its inhabitants. One of the curses is hereditary in the pure Siren family.
And this was the third time for Blerda, such a craze. A stroke of luck as it now happened before the Kings and trusted higher-ups.
Recalling earlier, two elders and a healer had to bet their lives to stop him. For the sake of the integrity of the Sirens, so that Blerda does not die in vain at the hands of those who know his secret.
After all, he was one of the strongest at the moment to be able to stand on the throne and compete with the Kings in the world of the Guide.
The balance must be maintained, although many oppose the young kings to rule the throne. Because the life of the government is not as easy and luxurious as their clothes, there are many burdens and also lives that must be paid in return.
A few moments later in the Glass Hall.
“Curse?” surprised Hexar heard Mr. Criber's chatter. “So Blerda's terrible form was a curse?”
“True Your Majesty.”
“Good. I thought you were a dirty, polluted girl, thankfully it was just a curse. Be grateful Blerda, now you are free from all our suspicions.”
The girl said nothing. Except glancing cynically at the King before him.
“So, what siren no intention to break it?” Trempusa makes a sound.
“Unfortunately it's not that easy, Your Majesty. The curse of the Sirens, was their agreement with King Ghoul long ago. Unless that Demon King appears before us, there will probably be hope for Queen Blerda to talk to him. But in fact no one is able to disturb their demon gate.”
“Actually what did your ancestors do? Until making an agreement with Ghoul like that.”
“Not your business,” Blerda's short answer so that Hexar also put a face to him.
“Then, it could be one day Blerda possessed again right?”
Mr. Criber looked down upon hearing Revtel's question. It seemed, he was quite burdened to answer his follow-up.
“What are the triggers? Things that can make you possessed,” asked Lucian Brastok to Blerda.
“Aroma ghouls. Throughout my memory, if I smelled her my condition would change instantly. And that also applies to the God's servants I have.”
“Crazy! That means you won't be of any use if our opponent is a ghoul later. Terrible, I don't want to get close to you! I could die young if you were possessed all of a sudden. Don't forget that you already broke my hand!” cerca Hexar is unrelenting.