THE FIRE DRAGON WARRIOR
CH 8'S. The Dark History VI

" Kidding enough, I was too stalling" said the Commander Angkar's soft words but it was clearly heard in the ears of the Impola. "Damn it, why is it that my inner strength is not recovering" Impola began to despair. Actually during his escape with Larasati, he slowly tried to eliminate his inner power because he really wanted to get out of the martial world and become an ordinary person.

"You're not as good as your name, maybe your skill is to just hide and run away. Yet today fate said another" A black aura suddenly enveloped the body of Commander Angkar. He approached the impola, who was now lying down in pain. "Don't hurt him, I'll come with you" cried Larasati who had just been able to stand still watching the fight. The two children who were with him were crying as if they understood what was going on.

"It will be your turn" Commander Angkar stared coldly at Larasati, but then he again stepped closer to the Impola. " Deliver my greetings to the Ruler of the afterlife" Commander Angkar waved his sword towards the neck of the Impola. The impola that had run out of energy was only able to look at his wife and two children. Tears fell before his head separated from his body.

"Tidaaaakkk" cried Larasati so-so. "the back....." Larasati's body was limp, her whole body was shaking she could only stare pus at her husband's corpse. "As I promised, now it's your turn" Commander Angkar turned his body towards Larasati. " It's your turn and your son's turn, Hahaha.."

"You are not human" has not lost the sadness of Larasati, now he is afraid so . He seemed to not believe the words of Commander Angkar. Not enough she and her husband, apparently Commander Angkar also targeted his son.

" My orders are to kill your husband, you and your first child. Your little princess, maybe I'll take her" Commander Angkar approached Larasati.

"You.. You're wrong this isn't my first child, he is.." Uncompleted Larasati spoke sword stab Commander Angkar had slammed into his stomach . Not only him, the boy he was carrying was also pierced through to the back of his back.

"The digger and wrap his head" Commander Angkar ordered to his men who had gathered. "Where is this little princess?" Said the head Warrior in a soft voice a little hesitant. "I will take her home , I have wanted a princess for a long time" Commander Angkar said. "Our mission is just to bring home the head of this wife's husband and her Son, this little princess just assumed never existed. If this news were to leak out, you and your descendants would even go as far as the seventh descendant you would kill" A black aura suddenly enveloped the body of Commander Angkar. All the soldiers were silent in fear.

They returned to the settlement of Hariara village.

"Thank you to those of you who did nothing, but at least, from now on this village will be famous as a fugitive village" shouted loudly Commander Angkar in front of the residents who were still gathered.

"Bring the village chief here" Commander Angkar's orders to his men. The village chief was finally gathered together with the citizens.

" Hear this, because this village has hidden a fugitive, even the mother of the fugitive is one of you" Commander Angkar stopped talking for a moment, he turned towards Grandma Sabeni who had been sitting limp in the middle of the crowd. " And so, as the lightest punishment you can receive is the addition of the tax burden. From now on, half of your farm will belong to the kingdom" Commander Angkar said.

"Commander, please forgive your mercy . We are just commoners. All this time we have always obeyed the taxes and orders of the King. Please grant some lightness" Finally the village chief of Malawu forced himself to speak. " We don't really know what was the fault of Larasati and her family. We never intended to hide them either. We did not know that they were fugitives that the Commander was looking for" Malawu Village Chief kowtowed at the feet of Commander Angkar.

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