SAVIOR
The Mallorca

Siti Adawiyah did not understand the situation that was going on so she could only remain silent until she finally fell asleep in Mbah Jena's arms.

Seconds changed minutes ago into hours, time continued to pass and without feeling the sun finally began to show its rays.

"Mbah Jena's..."

The old servant who had previously left Mbah Jena's room when Siti Adawiyah arrived has now returned. His face was as white as paper and walked limply.

Mbah Jena's body shook violently when he saw the arrival of an old servant accompanied by a knight from the city of Mallorca and other knights from the priest Ahmad. Mbah Jena could see the look on the faces of the old servants as well as the two knights showing them bringing bad news.

Siti Adawiyah felt the same way, her body became limp and fear began to envelop her heart.

"grandfather.." The arrival of the old servant woke Siti Adawiyah from her sleep, she could see her grandfather's facial features did not improve or even deteriorate.

The old servant did not say much, he only asked Mbah Jena and Siti Adawiyah to come with him to the main hall of the Mbah Jena residence.

Mbah Jena asks Siti Adawiyah to return to her room first but the girl refuses. Siti Adawiyah insisted on following the two, Mbah Jena could not stop her grandson rather no one could stop Siti Adawiyah at her residence.

Asrul came out of his room when he heard the voice of the maid and the bik gban running in front of his room. Asrul frowned when he realized that the bik bamban and the waiter who had just passed through his room looked panicked and pale.

"What's going on?" Asrul scratched his head.

It was still so early, the sun had only revealed a little light because the sky was still dark.

"I'd better find Master, lest we don't get breakfast either." Asrul shook his head and started looking for the residence of Gus Mukhlas.

Fortunately there are still some servants and young ladies who do not seem to be involved with anything that is making the bik embra and other servants panic. From this young bik emban managed to find the room of Gus Mukhlas.

"Asrul, the new Master intends to go look for you."

Gus Mukhlas had just left his room when Asrul was only a few steps away from Gus Mukhlas's room. Asrul told me last night that he did not get dinner, seeing the situation this morning he was worried that he would not get breakfast.

"No one's delivering food to your room?" Gus Mukhlas was not very happy when he heard that.

Asrul frowned when he found out that Gus Mukhlas still got some cakes and fruits from the bik gban last night. Asrul guessed that the gift came from the initiative of the bik embry because of the good looks of Gus Mukhlas.

Even though Gus Mukhlas was wearing a turban, everyone could still guess that Gus Mukhlas had a handsome face and definitely beautiful eyes.

Gus Mukhlas told Asrul to enter his room and eat the cakes and fruits that were left last night. Asrul did not refuse because he did want to fill his stomach.

Asrul ate the fruits voraciously and Gus Mukhlas ate some while accompanying him. Unfinished the two enjoyed the meal, the door of Gus Mukhlas' room was knocked.

"Imam Gus Mukhlas, are you awake? There's something important I have to say." The voice of Imam Zeni sounded from behind the door.

"Imam Gus Mukhlas, you must not have heard from Mbah Jena, right? I came here so that there would be no misunderstanding between you and Mbah Jena. Last night something happened that caught Mbah Jena's attention..." The priest of Zeni began to explain everything he knew to Gus Mukhlas.

Imam Zeni is one of the people of the city of Mallorca who participated in facing the officials of various martial colleges.

"We finally managed to explain to them after discussing for a few hours but it was all too late." Imam Zeni shook his head while letting out a long sigh.

When the knights of the two Padepokan managed to help, they were already on standby with the dozens of soldiers as well as servants escorting their horse carriages.

"Have the two of you figured this out?" gus Mukhlas's face darkened when he knew all this.

Gus Mukhlas and Imam Zeni were too serious to discuss until they did not realize the reaction of Asrul who was so shocked to hear this news.

"How is it possible? It wasn't like this before..." Asrul grabbed his own hair, hoping that all he heard was just a dream. Asrul tried to calm himself down and tried to find answers to this incident.

“Even night the head of the padepokan was called suddenly by Mbah Jena so it can not be ascertained the chairman already knows this problem or not..." Imam Zeni explained.

"What about Mbah Jena? Where is he now?" ask Gus Mukhlas.

"Bah Jena should still be in the main hall, along with her granddaughter Princess Siti Adawiyah was also there."

Gus Mukhlas tapped his finger on the table for a while before asking Imam Zeni to take him to the hall in question.

"Asrul, you wait here. The teacher will be back soon." Gus Mukhlas felt Asrul should not be involved because this is not a matter of mission alone but the politics behind it.

According to Asrul, he could only see Gus Mukhlas and Imam Zeni leaving the room. After he was alone, Asrul could only bring out a sense.

"It's really all about the changes I've made, the situation is a lot different from the experience from my previous life." Asrul scratched his head.

Asrul never expected that keeping Siti Adawiyah alive would have an impact so far, even only two paraphernalia helped Mbah Jena, the other two chose to withdraw.

Asrul felt that the situation for the throne was far more dangerous than his memory, if not careful not only he was in danger but also the city of Mallorca. Asrul racked his brain, trying to find a solution to turn the situation into a more profitable one.

"The only ones who could be expected to turn the situation around were the Biblical Associations, but they were currently too weak to have just opened their branch in the city of Mallorca. Unless I provide valuable information that allows them to develop as quickly as possible, no one will help our situation."

Asrul felt that relying on the Biblical Association was a very risky bet, with the information he gave the Biblical Association could develop quickly and might even be several times stronger than their strength in Asrul's previous life.

The problem is that the Biblical association has always been neutral, asking them to support Mbah Jena would not be easy if it did not give the association a fair advantage.

Asrul let out a long sigh, ever since starting his new life, he had never once missed any vigorous training. The past three years he had progressed at such a terrifying speed up to the stage of having the level of a great grand master yet still everything was far from enough.