Death Games
Students of Hadesia

“Sorry,” Aza was down in front of him.

Suddenly Laravell gently stroked his head. “Sister is not angry with you. Brother just doesn't want you to get hurt. Understand?”

“Ya, I understand.”

“Ya already, come on,” take him while pulling Aza Ergo's hand.

The man who was busy burning the meat smiled at the interaction of his children.

“Well, this is for you,” himself thrust the warm dish on the two young people in front of him.   

While the two were busy eating, the man touched the hair of one of his sons. “It's been long. Do you want dad to cut it?” ask him to Laravell.

The red-haired boy glanced at his sister. “Good. But Aza's hair is also cut yes, it's not fair if I'm alone.”

The boy next to her also put his lips together. “If you want to cut your hair, Brother alone. Kan Bad sister.”

“What you said!”

“Already. Don't see— uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!” suddenly their father coughed loudly.

To the point of spewing blood from his mouth so that the two young people by his side panicked to see him.

“Dad! Dad is okay?!” worried Aza while shedding tears.

“Daddy is fine, Son. Don't worry.”

“Where might Dad be okay?! There was blood from the mouth of Ay—” Laravell sentence was suddenly stopped due to touch from the man.

He gently stroked the heads of his two sons. With a tired face but waving a smile on his lips.

“Daddy is fine. You don't need to worry,” her softly while hugging them.

Aza and Laravell were also inflamed. Because after all, they knew that the man was not okay.

Not after the fact that their father often coughed at midnight. The familiar scent of blood was always humming around them.

And it clearly belongs to the figure who becomes the protector as well as the backrest for both.

In the region of the Gyges, Aegayon Cottia had just received an invitation letter from the teachers in Hadesia.

Where in it is listed about the opening of training there. A place that will educate the new disciples as candidates for higher education or kings for the nations.

Everyone is welcoming of it all. Because the training has stood long ago. It was dissolved by the Reygan Cottia madness.

And now for the betterment of the abilities of the younger generation, the training is reopened with better methods for the betterment of the nations.

“So, who will be sent there?” ask Aegayon to Betsheba Voskha.

“Entahlah. I'll send you the contents of the letter at the meeting of the Board.”

“Good.”

But, the Elder still had not left his young King's room.

“So, when will you step in?”

“There is no war, right?”

“All want to know what kind of charming face of his King.”

It took Aegayon Cottia a while to answer. “Master Betsheba.”

“Ya?”

“Can you please find straw and frog for me?”

Instantly the Elder's face frowned confusedly at it. “Grove and frog? For what?”

“Baw during the meeting. And if people ask about my image, show me the frog and the hay. Tell them I look like the animal you brought.”

The elder nodded his head to hear it. No matter what happens. The young king of gyges always shut himself up. It is unclear what the reason is. But no one ever saw his face.

“Really! Exactly right!” reply with an excited tone.

Makes the elder even more lazy to linger with him. “Then I retreat first.”

“Mm. Be careful on your way.”

But, a different atmosphere is shown in areas where the land is filled with bamboo plants. So fresh is the aroma, like the energy of life is actually dancing freely in the green nature there.

“Hah? Hadesia?! I don't want to!” reject a young man suddenly. “Why should I take training is unclear? I better learn martial arts at home! It can be as good as my heart anytime do it.”

“Chexar Process. It's the best training among nations. You will not regret following him,” gently persuade his Grandfather.

But, the midget brat still showed off an annoying look to be stared at by the old man in front of him.

“Yes if Grandpa wants to, yes Grandpa only participated in his training. Don't take me. I just don't want to! Good night and see you,” then he went from there with his haughty steps. Making the grandfather inevitably forced to spout a loud sigh from his mouth.

“Basic stubborn boy.”

“From our nation, who will be sent to Hadesia?” ask the king of the dracula during a meeting in his palace. But alas, the subordinates fell silent. Cowering without any intention of replying. “Then again, from our nation who will be sent to Hadesia? Doesn't anyone want his descendants to be higher-ups or kings?”

Instantly, the faces of the people inside the hall changed upon hearing the shrillness.

“What can we do if we ask the candidates who want to submit first? So that the decision is more certain before it reaches your hands.”

“Alright then. I wait for the good news,” he replied to one of the Elders who expressed his opinion.

“Tuan Noa's. Some children have been confirmed to be participating as prospective students in Hadesia,” someone also told it suddenly on the figure of the dwarf King who was busy watering plants in the greenhouse.

“So?”

“Yes. Mm ... i-it's Mr.”

“What's up?”

“What is not the meeting held first to see what candidates will be sent there?”

“Good. Not a bad idea. Please have a meeting on the day you agree.”

“Good, Your Highness.”

And on the way where a horse-drawn carriage with no roof guard on it, the figures of Revtel and Kers were seated in the back seat.

One was busy eating fruits, while the other was busy reading books.

Slowly Hydragel Kers glanced at his cousin.

“Revtel.”

“Mm.”

“Are you not bored?”

“Bored what?”

“Read book.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because diligently read the book is a symbol of intelligence and expansion of science. Children whose brains are only food will not know how valuable the lessons in this book are. In fact, the ancients assembled progress and were written in such respectable books. Try reading, Kers. Because diligent reading can make you smart.”

Kers who heard it also immediately put on a sneering look. As if caught off guard by the chattering of his fussy cousin.

“Really? Then I'd better be stupid. Because I just want to eat and also fall. Good night.”

Then the boy's hand immediately took out a handful of wine and put it all into his mouth. Closing his eyes to fall asleep while chewing the sweet treat he had just devoured.

What an amazing attitude. To the point that Revtel was eager to hit his cousin's sister's head with the book in his hand.