Landria: The King of the Criminals
Chapter 72. Last Night in the Phanoel Valley

Ragil is one who can hold back his emotions. I don't know why his emotions are out of control at the moment.

If you notice there are some things that can make Ragil upset. Starting from the contents of Arch's letter about the cause of the destruction of the island of treasure which ended the death of his father. Subsequently his success made an explosion of the Arch's legacy but could not be done twice. When he was about to train for the explosion, Sarr appeared. Forced training must be stopped because Ragil still wants to keep secret from Sarr who he thinks Sarr still holds a Military eavesdropping device. Furthermore, Sarr's attitude that does not care about his clothes is not polite and will interfere with the scenery, especially to striped men. But Sarr doesn't care about any of that. He didn't care even if all the men in Landria saw the sensual splash of his body. This is what makes the fire in Ragil's head smolder.

Because he likes Sarr, he does not want his favorite girl to show off her body like a storefront. Fortunately, there was no one else but him.

"From now on why are you angry." Sarr was also annoyed at Ragil's attitude. "What do you do if I don't wear my shirt or I'm naked. Who told you to watch my rehearsal anyway."

After that Sarr jumped high towards where he hung his clothes.

Ragil turned his body and went the opposite direction towards the middle of Phanouel. Using Telekinetic magic he moves his black wheel to spin. The wheelchair runs on its own as if a machine is moving it.

Ragil thought Naery Sarr would stay away from him, apparently not so. It wasn't long before Sarr was behind Ragil holding his wheelchair and pushing him.

Sarr thought not to argue with Ragil because tomorrow they would leave the Phanouel Valley. Subsequently the mission is completed bringing Ragil alive to Queen Valkirie.

Ragil let Sarr help him . Wheelchairs do not run smoothly because of bumpy roads.

On the way, the two of them just stayed immersed in their thoughts.

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Today was the last night Ragil was in the Phanouel Valley. So he rested faster preparing his strength.

At one night, Ragil awakens when he realizes that someone is in his room.

Blackblood and its Soul Watcher are on standby. In just two seconds all his alertness began to dim again.

"What are you doing here, brother." Tegur Ragil's.

In the corner of the room Funuell was lighting a hio.

"I'm burning the scent of therapy to wake up tomorrow with a fresh body facing Valkirie."

Unlike usual this kind girl went into the man's room at midnight. It's very suspicious.

Moreover, the hallway out of the cave has been covered with ice crystals so that no one can enter this room.

"Is that Vendoline scent that can provide morale?" Suspicious Ragil.

"Huh? Know it? " Funuell's surprised face could not be hidden. "This is not Vendoline. There won't be any Vendoline flowers around here."

"But the effect is the same."

"No. Vendoline is stronger." Funuell looked down embarrassed to feel that his plan was known. "Did Dupp tell you?"

It was inconceivable Funuell's current feelings. She who was an esteemed Princess of a famous Physician performed such an unworthy deed as a cheap woman entered the man's room with the intention of a certain purpose. I wanted to die at that moment. If he could disappear then he would no longer be in this room. It's so embarrassing.

Funuell was convinced that Dupp had told Ragil everything like his Grandma had told him.

"Turn that hio." Ragil.

Funuell did it with glassy eyes between shame and sadness.

"I've realized that you don't want me. I'm sorry this is such a cheap woman. I don't deserve to be your sister." Funuell was about to leave the room.

"Wait." Ragil held the hand of the Physician Princess "Please check my chest for a moment. Ugh... Ugh." Ragil.

"Are you allergic to the scent of flowers." Funuell rushed to Ragill.

As Funuell was about to hold Ragil's pulse, the young man quickly wrapped his hand around Funuell's waist and lifted him into his lap.

"You..." Funuell.

"I'm not wrong to say I don't want a sister. It is precisely brother who does not want me if not for the ambition of wanting to master the Seventh Stage Ice Core Sword Magic."

The faces of the two couples were very close. Funuell let his body rest on the young man's lap

"Not my sister. You were wrong too. My grandmother's advice was Dupp or Arch. You are not weak. But I like you and consider you my helper god. So you're the target of this cheap woman." Funuell lowered his head.

Ragil raised the woman's chin making the two stare at each other. It was as if their gazes were communicating with each other a thousand languages. Ragil approaches Funuell's tiny lips and kisses them gently.

Funuell closed his eyes. For a moment Funuell drifted away. Then Funuell pushed Ragil's chest away.

"Why did you tell me to turn that hio off?"

"Because I don't want my cravings to arise from any kind of drug. But I want it born of my own will."

Funuell smiled hearing that. His sense of inferiority disappeared in an instant. His two hands instantly coiled around Ragil's neck and approached his face.

But this time it was Ragil who pushed Funuell's chest.

"Sister. Are you sure you'll do this."

Funuell. For the sake of his ambition to reach the level of God Almighty instantly then anything will be passed even if it goes to hell.

"Do you know what will happen if you master the seventh?"

Ragil was still mingled by Dupp's words this afternoon

Funuell was just stunned. His grandmother never told him about it.

"What if if the brother turns out to be the wrong man and does not reach the seventh position."

"Can't sister not be too chatty. Tomorrow let it come by itself. Right now you're the one I want."

After saying that Funuell did not let Ragil speak anymore. She clasped Ragil's lips with her tiny red lips. Even when Ragil was about to push his chest back, Funuell directly pressed him making Ragil lie down..

Ragil who initially wanted to tell about the effects of studying the seventh style had to be stopped. The turmoil inside him is greater than the word you want to get out.

All the silence around the cave. Only the guards outside remained vigilant. The other room where Arch, Dupp and Hammerdat were also sleeping did not know what was going on.

Only one person realizes what happened to Funuell and Ragil. Funuell's roommate is Naery Sarr. He's still awake and thinks Funuell will be back as soon as possible.

After realizing that Funuell was not coming, Sarr turned his back on his body to find the best position to sleep in.

"Basic men." He murmured in his heart.

Men everywhere are equally easy to change direction. At first liking one then moving on to the other.

Just last afternoon he watched himself training, wearing tight clothes, wet with sweat and now he has moved on to another embrace.

Sarr does not hate and does not care about what he knows. It just crossed his mind.

After that Ragil's face disappeared changed with the face of the mysterious hooded man. Several times the black hooded man helped himself. No one in the military did what that man did.

Even when Sarr falls off the plane with the man, all his comrades shoot him to kill himself with the man. Because for the Military if our lives are exchanged with the lives of more valuable enemies then it is very meritorious. So the Military shot him in the air with the hood man. But what the man did helped him

Sarr also recalled throwing a grenade at the hooded man to die together. Instead, the man still cares about himself to save Sarr's life.

"Why did you do that." Sarr sighs.

To Sarr, the hooded man was indifferent. No matter what. But he saved his life twice.

"Aahhhhhhhhhh.... Why I think of him. Fuckin." Sarr clenched his face to quickly go to sleep.

But the more he tried to sleep it made him unable to fall asleep.

His mind continued to stretch where and always saw the face of the hooded Man and Ragil. As if comparing the two.

"Why do you have to cover your face? What are you hiding?" Sarr's mind continued to drift.

"Dam... " Sarr stood up from his bed. "What's going on with my brain." The complaint in the heart.

To eliminate everything in his brain, Sarr eventually practiced Push Up, Sit Up and the others.

It did not feel like his body was sweating again and time passed quickly Until four Sarr was still practicing and Funuell had not returned from where Ragil was to his room.