
After the break, the prisoners re-entered the cell and were locked.
Dean was waiting for the right time to talk to the Light Ruler.
After dinner, Dean felt it was the right time. Dean ducked down on the floor saluting as he should.
The man just saw it. His expression was illegible.
"The Mu ...."
Dean's speech came to a halt when he saw the man's finger crossed on his lips. The old man reached into Dean's hand.
Dean came closer and extended his hand. Waiting for the old man to write something. Then spell it in your heart.
"Don't call it that way. Don't ask me to talk. It's safer for you not to know me."
"Why?" ask Dean.
The man nodded without an answer. But Dean is not a desperate man. He will find the cause of his death.
"We'll plan an escape for you, your majesty."
Dean scratched the old man's wrinkled palms.
He shook weakly.
"Don't fight him. You will only be tortured to death!"
"Who? Did he torture my friend too? General So even refused to use force to protect my friend!" Dean was angry.
"Maybe the one who tortured him was that vile person. He has suppressive powers. The soul force of the person below him would lose under his pressure."
The old man wrote his opinion.
"You seem to know him well. Is he our nation too?" ask Dean.
The man nodded. His eyes look disappointed. Dean got that answer. He did not think there was a traitor among his people.
"That guy betrayed you?" Dean asked in wonder.
"Maybe he's tired of dealing with the pressure of our 200 years of difficult journey."
The old man scratched again the words in Dean's palm.
"Is that person one of your bodyguards Your Majesty?" ask Dean.
The man shook his head.
"But how could he possibly hold you like this? Didn't you bring a bodyguard when you left?" ask Dean.
"There was General Bo and his 10 subordinates. Those who took me away saved themselves through the teleportation aisle. Then Protector Hu and his son went along."
"Have all your bodyguards died?" ask Dean.
The man nodded.
"General Bo is dead too?" Did he kill her?"
Dean's eyes flashed with indignation.
The old man nodded.
"He was killed fighting this army. They have magical weapons that can be fast-paced. That weapon will kill you from the inside. Be careful."
"Your Majesty, we'll find a way to get out of here. We'll take you along."
The man shook his head.
"Our world is broken. My people no longer exist. My end is almost here. Don't call me that again."
Dean shakes. Widuri and Cloudy were taken out of the storage room. The old man was surprised.
"This is my wife."
Dean scratched his finger into the old palm.
3 Cups of eternal water. And they drank together. The old man was shocked as he gulped down the water. Dean looked at him with a question in his eyes.
Dean smiled and nodded his head. He was happy to see the noble man beaming back. Plus the immortal water in the cup, for the man's strength to recover.
While enjoying dinner together, Dean recounted all the things his team went through. The old man finally understood many things. But what he realized most was that the world was vast. His shattered world was only a small part of the universe. The world is changing, but there is always the same thing about life. The struggle is non-stop!
The old man felt amazed by the tenacity of the earthlings that were in front of him. Their lives are difficult and full of uncertainty. But never give up on finding your way home. Although their bodies were bees, tap his determination was strong. Their hearts are clean and loving. He feels moved that some of his people have been saved by Dean and his team.
Rolling time. Widuri had returned to the storage room to rest. Dean had also climbed into his bed. His smooth snoring began to sound.
But the old man did not sleep. His mind wandered on events that eventually broke his spirit. The death of protector Hu was not his fault. His heart should not be weakened in the face of it. His heart was weakened because he loved the child. But his affection has left all his guards killed.
The old man nodded. Somehow Counselor Hu could have such a fleeting son. Betrayed to save himself, allied with the enemy and sacrificed his countrymen. He was even presumptuous, daring to want the greatest strength of a ruler. How vile!
The old man rested before dawn. The first smile after hundreds of years had passed. His determination reappeared. He'll fight alongside Dean and his team. It's time to fight. So that he could die honorably.
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