SURVIVORS
Chapters 110. Processions
In the next 2 days, the self-purification preparation for Angel was completed.
Today all his teammates drove him to the palace to do the procession.
The elder of the Elf clan and his female aide preceded the king, walking in front. Behind the king and some of his servants, Angel follows. She flanked 2 elven female servants. Then his team members followed behind him. They headed to the back of the palace. Climb the steps of a small hill with a beautiful view. There is a small pond with a clear waterfall there. It seems to be a palace garden. Various unique and colorful flowers, complement the beauty of the small hill.
They continued to climb, until they found a door guarded by 4 armed guards. The bodyguard opened the door and the clan chief and his aides immediately entered the door. The king turned to look at Angel with a smile on his face.
"Come in. The ritual takes place inside. The maid will accompany and guide you there." The King said softly.
Angel nodded and walked in. His hands were guided by a female servant. They soon disappeared. The guards immediately closed the door.
"Your majesty, may one of us accompany him?" Robert dared to ask.
"Nobody can go inside other than the elders, this King, the main servants as well as the one who will perform the ritual."
The king directed his steps towards the gazebo not far from there. It seems to have been deliberately made as a place to wait.
"Please sit. The ritual will not be long. Don'worry. While menunghu, can you tell me about your country?" king's word.
Robert and his entourage immediately sat down on the benches. The servants deftly served immediately with drinks and small meals. The wind was blowing softly, making the place feel very comfortable.
"Your Majesty would like to know about what?" Robert responded to the king's wishes.
"Tell me about your country. How large? How's society doing?" ask king.
Robert told and answered all the King's curiosities. Chandra also occasionally answered questions from the king. While Niken continued to draw unique things that the king wanted.
"Huh.. turns out your world is very big huh? Hundreds of countries big and small. Separated by vast oceans. I really wonder what it's like to sit in the vehicle you used to use everywhere. What was his name?" ask king.
"The noble car. There are many vehicles that can be used for mobilization. Some are even covered with feet. It's called a bicycle." Robert smiled explaining it to the king.
"stabbed? How's that shape? What's name?" The king was astonished.
Niken immediately described a bicycle on paper proffered by the king's servants. Complete with a seated person pedaling a bicycle pedal plus an urban street view.
The king opened his mouth to see the picture Niken made.
"Is this the view you live in?" ask the king in amazement.
"Yes your highness. This is the highway, where the vehicle passed. These are multi-storey buildings. Where people work, there is also a place to live. There's shopping, there's also a temporary place to stay that we call a hotel." Niken explained the picture on his paper.
"Waahh. Your residences are high. Then how do you get up there if there's no teleportation?" The king did not understand.
Robert again patiently explained all the king's curiosities. The conversation stopped when a guard approached.
"The ritual is over, your honor."
The king's face instantly turned extremely bright. His face was full of smiles and happiness. He stood up immediately.
"They're done. Let's go there." he said as he stepped.
Robert and his team followed. It appeared that Angel was flanked by 2 female servants standing not far from the head of the Elf clan. His body was covered in a blanket.
"Everything is going smoothly, your majesty" the clan chief immediately reported on the ritual.
"Good. Haha.. Then let's get back soon." This time the king went ahead. They walked down the steps of the stone steps towards the palace.
"You'll be delivered to the temporary room by the waiter." The king gave instructions after they arrived inside the palace from the backyard.
"Let's follow me."
The female servant who was with Angel was directing the way for all of them. Passing through several hallways with high ceilings and beautiful wall lights. Occasionally it looks like candeliers are hung high. Finally they arrived at a door.
The waiter tells the rooms to team member Robert. Angel's room remained separate. Baras is still curious. Angel has not spoken a single word since. His face is always down. So he didn't know what had happened during the ritual.
"Are you okay, Angel? Do you want me to accompany you?" ask Laras while touching Angel's shoulder.
"Young lady is fine. You don't worry. We will serve him soon. So get some rest."
The maid replied firmly, then went to take Angel to the other room.
Laras's face expressed concern, but he could do nothing in this palace. They finally decided to enter the room and rest.
*****
Meanwhile on Dean's team.
After 2 days of falling asleep, Marianne finally woke up. Slowly opening the eyes. The place looked different from a slave-capture place. He opened his eyes several times while rolling back his last memory.
"Michael, where's Michael? Did he die in place of my death sentence? Oh no! Michael, I'm sorry for always bothering you.. Why did you sacrifice yourself for this old woman.. Just let me die so that my suffering ends.. Now you're gone and I have to undergo this torture again.." Marianne kept muttering and crying sobbing.
I heard footsteps approaching. Marianne immediately bent her legs over her stomach and lowered her head to touch her knees. Both hands protected his head. He looked like he was rolling like a ball.
"Marianne, are you conscious?" Pekik Widuri saw that. He placed the plates and cups he carried on the wooden table.
Marianne felt familiar with the voice, but she could not remember who it was. It felt like no other slave would be so considerate of him like this.
'Is this just the young miss Duke's trap?' thought worried. So he stays down.
"Marianne, it's me.. Widuri," whispered Widuri gently.
"You're with us now. Michael was with Dean. You're safe now." Whisper Widuri while hugging and rubbing Marianne's back.
"Wabeezer? Dean?" Marianne raised her head and her eyes caught Widuri's face. The face she knew. Unknowingly her crying exploded.
"Babies.. Widgets.. Were you also made into slaves? How did you end up like this" Marianne sobbed. It sounds so sad and full of regret.
Widuri was stunned to hear Marianne's words. She hugged Marianne warmly to give her extra strength.
"You're not a slave, I'm not a slave. We are free people. You and Michael were saved by Dean and Sunil. So don't worry anymore." Widuri kept calming him down.
The voices in the room were heard by Nastiti. He rushed over.
"Wasuri, is..." Nastiti's words were interrupted.
"Marianne. You're sober. Thank goodness. My God, your situation is making us very anxious." Nastiti hugs Marianne and cries.
Dean, Alan, Sunil and Michael peeked out of the door and window. Their faces are happy. As long as Marianne is conscious, then that is a good thing.
"Hey, it's been 2 days Marianne passed out. It is better to feed first so that he has energy. After that you can continue to cry together" joked Alan from the door.
Hearing that, simultaneously the three women stretched out a hug. Nastiti glared at Alan.
"Do you want to be hugged by this old woman too?" Marianne smiled happily. He finally met up with his long-distance friends again.
Widuri and Nastiti serve Marianne in the room. They were feeding while asking this. While Dean listens to Marianne's story at the door. His determination was already unanimous to take revenge on master Duke.