My Husband's Ghost
Chapter 67 Valley Gorge

Valley Canyon...

A palace building stands majestically above the canyon valley, a steep-sided deep valley formed by erosion of river water.

The air around the canyon valley is cool when the wind blows slowly between the surface of the canyon valley with filled with beautiful green hills.

Rafflesia thrives in the cool canyon valley area due to the humid surrounding temperature.

Looks like a handsome man was sitting on a long bench in the antique gazebo in the middle of the palace garden located above the steep canyon valley.

A mail courier came over to the man with careful steps.

''Excuse me, Mr. Mazonn, there is a letter for you from the valley of Moldova', the courier said.

The charismatic-looking man with a firm line looming across his face immediately turned his head towards the mail courier.

''Are you from the valley of Moldova?', asked Mazonn.

''Indeed, Mr. Mazonn, I am the courier of a letter from the valley of Moldova sent by Mr. Van Costel IV'', the courier said.

''Hmmm...., what news would Van Costel say suddenly like this?', said Mazonn.

The handsome-looking man then took a letter inside a unique envelope in the shape of an eyeball that moved from the hand of the mail courier.

Mazonn flicked his fingers towards the unique, eyeball-shaped envelope with a single bang.

The flickering eyeball-shaped envelope turns into a piece of paper with handwriting written with a pen.

The letter paper moved towards Mazonn and said very loudly reading the contents in a special letter sent from the Moldovan valley.

Mazonn sat quietly listening to the contents in a special letter addressed to him.

Sentence by sentence read clearly from the direction of the letter paper that can speak for itself and move hovering in front of Mazonn.

There was a sound from the direction of the letter paper that was sounding by reading the contents of the fragments of the letter written by Van Costel IV.

"To my best friend Mazonn...

Dear Mazonn by this letter, I, Van Costel IV, tell you that at this time the Valley of Moldova will be at war with the ruler of Dalca II at the time of the new year there will be a massive attack on the Valley of Moldova led by Dalca II's.

As the leader of the Moldovan Valley, I ask for your help in the face of the attack that will be carried out by Dalca II, assisted by Kwee Lan and Laoshi, the leader of the plum valley.

Dalca II lived in the Hoia Baciu Forest all this time, and now I and Antolin Lucian and an elite force belonging to Antolin Lucian are moving into the Hoia Baciu Forest to investigate Dalca II.

We suspect that Dalca II is not the man she has been seen with because she once investigated me into the Moldovan Valley using a black lantern.

Mazonn, as one of my best friends, I really hope for your help in the face of the upcoming war in the Valley of Moldova.

Dalca II plans to abduct Jia Li, my wife. And I am once again pleading for your help in this great matter.

Thank you for accepting and reading this letter from me.

Van Costel IV's".

Mazonn then fell silent looking at the letter paper floating before him with a cold face.

There was a displeased expression shown by Mazonn when he heard the contents of the letter read out by the letter paper that could speak for itself.

Both Mazonn's molars bully strongly as he learns of the contents of a letter written specifically by Van Costel IV.

Dislike is the right word for Mazonn when he learns of Dalca II's plans to invade the Moldovan Valley.

Mazonn then turned to the courier who had been waiting for him by standing next to the long bench that Mazonn was sitting on.

''Are you waiting for a reply from me?'', asked Mazonn.

He stared at the mail courier near him with a sharp look.

The courier answered Mazonn's words with a quick nod of his head and said.

''I am waiting for news from you because I have to send a quick reply from you to the waiting Mr. Van Costel IV, Mr. Mazonn''

''Do I have to write the same letter as Van Costel IV so that you can send me a reply?'', Mazonnn said.

''Alright, I will give you a reply to Van Costel IV'', Mazonn replied.

Mazonn whistled loudly in a certain tone that only he himself understood the meaning of the whistle and then a few seconds later appeared two sexy-clothed women standing before Mazonn quickly.

Paying respect to Mazonn in a compact manner while asking the men of the canyon valley.

''Respect to our lord, Mr Mazonn ! What is it that made you call us both here?', one of the women told Mazonn.

''How come you heard my call, I thought you were busy?'', said Mazonn.

''We will not dare to ignore your call because it is an order for us, dear Mr. Mazonn', said another woman.

''Is there a task for us that we must complete, Mr Mazonn?', said the other woman.

Mazonn was silent as he looked solemnly at the two twin girls standing before him respectfully.

Mazonn's gaze then turned toward the courier letter that had been faithful to stand waiting for a reply from Mazonn.

''You see the courier of the letter!'', Mazonn said.

''We saw it, Mr. Mazonn'', said the twins in a compact manner.

''He delivered a letter to me from Van Costel IV that there would be war in the Moldovan valley and now the courier of the letter is waiting for my reply, ladies'', Mazonn said.

The twins who saluted Mazonn turned their heads to the courier in unison.

Highlight the eyes of the two twin girls instantly lit up in red like glittering flames as the two stared towards the mail courier.

The mail courier who had been standing near the long bench where Mazonn was sitting immediately shook violently when he saw the twin women standing in front of Mazonn looking at him with both eyes burning red.

''I--iya.., sa-I am the ku-rir of the letter.'', said the shaky letter courier.

Mazonn smiled faintly as he looked at the expression the mail courier showed when his two trusted twin girls looked at him intently.

''You don't have to be that scared of them because they are actually very noble-hearted, '' said Mazonn.

''Sa-I understand, mister Mazonn..!?', replied the courier.

''If you understand why you are so scared, calm down and be normal'', Mazonn said.

Mazonn gave orders to the twin women to entertain mail couriers from the Moldovan valley with the best food from the canyon.

''Bring this mail courier to some of the most interesting places in this canyon ! And watch our guests with the most delicious food menu we have!'', said Mazonn.

''We carry out your orders, Mr Mazonn!'', said the twin girls with her compass.

''And do not forget to provide him with a special room with complete facilities available in this canyon valley!'', ordered Mazonn.

''Well, Mr Mazonn!'', say the two twin girls together.

The courier interrupted Mazonn's conversation with the twins while trying to encourage him to speak.

''Ma-sorry.., I-I refuse your banquet, Mr. Mazonn ! Mum-not me.ti-no... But I must immediately go home to deliver the news to Mr. Van Costel IV as soon as possible!'', said the mail courier stammered.

The courier of the letter had to be forced to dare to speak to Mazonn even though he was under the influence of pressure from the sight of the two twin girls staring at him sharply.

''Trust me, everything will be finished well as you wish but as my guest of honor in this canyon valley it has become my must to welcome every guest well, Mazonn said.

''But Mr. Mazonn, I dare not buy time to send a reply from you to Mr. Van Costel IV'', replied the courier.

''Calmly, in reply to the letter you have been waiting for your master, I will convey to him and I will send it as soon as possible to Van Costel IV'', Mazonn said.

''Ta-but mister Mazonn!?', said the courier of the bewildered letter.

''Enough ! Let everything be resolved as I wish!'', Mazonn said.

Mazonn then glanced at the two twin girls who stood respectfully before him.

Signing a special signal to the two twin girls is like an order to do something to the mail courier.

The two sexy-clothed twin girls immediately responded to a special message delivered by Mazonn to the two of them swiftly and deftly, the two twin women took the mail courier to another place to meet him with various delicious dishes and welcomed him with all the friendly attention as long as the mail courier was in the valley of the canyon.