HE'S NOT HUMAN
CHAPTER 13
Arro stood up agitatedly. He was pacing in front of the big door waiting for Damian who was facing Agnor. If Agnor refuses to meet him, then his plans fail and he will be faced with a dead end. While Argus up there increasingly intensified the act of rebellion.
While waiting anxiously, suddenly a strong gust of wind came from inside the dark building, followed by a burning fire one by one that burned the wood hanging along the wall. Arro can now see the path to a space at the other end.
Slowly Arro stepped his feet, he had taken the horses if they would slam back again. But ... nothing happened, Arro was relieved, this meant Agnor allowed him to meet her. Arro went deeper.
“Wah... Wah... see who is visiting the Underworld,” replied Agnor while clapping.
Arro did not listen to Agnor's words, his eyes looking around the room. The walls that Arro could see were made up of skulls, while the other bones were used as a throne occupied by Agnor.
This was the first time Arro had met Agnor in decades. When he was a child, Agnor often invited him to play in the garden of the Kingdom of Vasileion. Although vague, Arro still remembered how Agnor was, not much had changed with what he saw now. His hair was still as white as silver and his great wand which he always carried everywhere. Merely, Agnor's face showed a lot of anger and her black aura grew more and more piercing.
“Halo Agnor,” greet Arro. His voice is heard. Like challenging his interlocutor.
“Stop your pleasantries! Where's my pragma?” agnor's eyes changed.
“She is safe, but before that, I want to ask for your help.” Arro walked up to Damian who was standing not far from him.
“Hahaha .. see who is asking for my help now?” Agnor laughed disparagingly.
Arro smiled cynically, from the beginning he knew it was not easy to persuade Agnor. Therefore he was forced to use Agnor's weakness. “Agnor you only have two options. Following my orders or your pragma ... I'll kill.” That speech Arro had to say. He was hunting with time.
Damian who heard Arro's words turned his face towards Arro looking for answers, but he only found Arro's face very serious with his words.
Hearing Arro's reply, made Agnor stand up from her throne. His gaze flushed, his hands clenched firmly. “Never touch my wife!” hardik Agnor's.
“Then, you only have one option,” reply Arro. Agnor had been lured and cornered. It's time for Arro to explain the situation, “Agnor .. You're just like my father, very stubborn. And I have no choice but to use your pragma. But, I can guarantee that now he is safe,” explained Arro, before Agnor was getting angry.
“Why didn't you ask for help from your great father?” ask Agnor sneering.
“What ... what did you say?” Agnor could not believe what she was hearing. He was not ready for that information.
“Sang King Lexander Kyrillos, died of an illness.” Arro paused his sentence, then he muttered, “Yes, that reason they want me to believe.”
“They? Who's ‘they’ you mean?” agnor did not understand.
Damian, who saw the debate, chose to share his secret, “Mr Agnor, the reason His Majesty King Lexander appointed me as a soldier of the Kingdom of Vasileion was because I could read black magic. Since delivering my last report, I accidentally discovered a black magic used to injure the King.”
Agnor was surprised to hear Damian's explanation, Agnor felt like a fool who knew nothing. It's even fun ‘play’ with all the prisoners here. “WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME? WHY ARE YOU ALL KEEPING THIS A SECRET, HUH?!” agnor cried out in wrath. His voice echoed in the room. He's been holding Lexander's wrath, but it's not Lexander's death he wanted. Lexander was his friend for hundreds of years.
“Everything because of Dad's orders. He can't trust anyone!” reply Arro with a loud voice. His breath was wheezing withholding emotions due to all the rebellion that was happening. When he had started to calm down he then continued his story, “Since the incident of Duke Abrion, Dad locked himself up. He became very careful. At the time, I was very small. You have to live until I can replace him. But, my pragma also disappeared, I cannot replace the King without pragma. Until in the end the traitors managed to kill Father.”
Agnor remembers, “Abrion? The traitor even kept his mouth shut until his death.”
“Actually, before duke Abrion, Dad had already received terror several times. Therefore, Father sent you to the Underworld to get away from anyone I suspected,” Arro continued.
“What do you mean?” Agnor was getting less and less understood. He thought it was his behavior that made Lexander angry.
“Dad doesn't want you to be influenced by anyone behind the rebellion. You are the only friend I can trust,” explained Arro.
“Lexander...” Agnor grunts, “Why does she trust me? What if it turns out I'm just like that rebel?”
Arro looked into Agnor's sticky eyes, “Because ... You are bound by the promise of life with my father.”
Agnor. Is correct. He could never hurt the king. He almost forgot the deal. Eternal farming.
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