The Land of Freedom's
Chapter 43: Dejavu fear

"Well...?!"

Misha was surprised to hear that he was the last lineage of the Velian kingdom. So think in his mind, trying to harmonize all forms of information from his memory.

...I was born and raised as a prince with all his bad luck, and besides I was the son of a lowly concubine....

...So, what was the meaning of his words just now...?...

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"I know you must be very confused, let me straighten out one thing here," paused, then continued his sentence with a serious look on his face.

"Your biological mother was not a concubine of the lower classes, but a leader of the kingdom of Velian twenty years ago. Her Majesty the queen Valinka Ladeiora Valskana," Tasya said.

Misha could only be heard when she heard the expression just now, her confusion did not last long, although in fact she was really surprised by Tasya's statement, before long she had time to think in her mind.

...If that is the truth, it is an advantage for me to control them....

...As to whether these people can be trusted, it can only be ascertained by itself....

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"Can you explain to me how my mother could have been a concubine of the emperor when she was a queen of the kingdom?" pinta Misha, curious.

"Of course tuan—" his sentence stopped because he heard a loud impact.

Bruk!....

Tasya suddenly jumped in shock from his seat.

Unconsciously Ludwig had awakened from the turmoil of confusion that struck his mind, then he jumped down and prostrated himself before the prince, with his forehead taped together on the wooden floor.

"Sir prince! forgive me, I really do not know who you really are. If Tasya had told me first, then I would not have said such words to you, sir" Ludwig said, then crawled forward while kissing Misha's legs, hoping for forgiveness from her.

Cry the great man for regretting his arrogance. As for the prince, he could only look at himself with a cold gaze.

That cold gaze did not last long, Misha instantly changed her expression into a warm smile that looked sincere. Then held onto both of Ludwig's shoulders to help him rise from his bow.

"It's okay .. I'm actually not offended about what you said earlier, well ... That's a natural thing, right? if I was in your position, I would not have been much different" Misha explained, persuading Ludwig's guilt.

As for Tasya, he could only smile at Ludwig's behavior and then he looked up.

...Kan, look at you now Ludwig....

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"Calm yourself, then sit down. I just need an explanation from you guys, because I really don't understand all this stuff."

Then Ludwig immediately obeyed Misha's words, he sat back in his chair while wiping the flow of tears on his cheeks.

Seeing the condition of the conversation began to stabilize, Tasya again continued his explanation.

"We brought the queen to escape immediately from the pursuit of the sultanate, with the great hope of a noble in the empire then we intend to hide our queen there. But .. there was an unexpected incident."

Then Tasya explained at length the whole incident, about a poor queen who ended up as the concubine of the emperor. Forcibly taken from his kingdom, and almost suffered a psychiatric disorder when he was swallowed by his guilt.

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After listening to a long explanation from Tasya, Misha immediately felt that everything made sense. It's just that he's still curious why Sebas didn't recognize Tasya, who was one of their colleagues.

Not wanting to contain the confusion in his mind, Misha then asked. "you said that Sebas was with you on that trip, then why did Sebas not recognize you Tasya?"

"Regarding it—"

"That's because he never saw our faces, my lord, because we who are shadow warriors always wear masks" Ludwig, who was ambushing Tasya, smiled sweetly at Misha, with a stream of tears on his cheeks.

Tasya looked at Ludwig and did not think of himself, because he always cut his sentences.

"Oh so yah~" said Misha, returning Ludwig's smile.

"That's because Sebas didn't deserve to do the job secretly. He is a reckless person, easily panicked, and always carried away. Another case with us, who were specially trained was brought the guidance of the noble queen," Ludwig explained, while putting on a smile that proud of him.

...Simultaneously, Tasya and Misha responded to Ludwig's explanation from within their minds....

...Easy to carry emotions well .......

...Staring at Ludwig's face, the two exhaled inexhaustibly....

"I admit it's true sir, you who are often with him must be aware of it. Ludwig is also emotional and easily carried away by feelings, but he is able to control the situation according to circumstances, if he is running a task, Ludwig is not like Sebas who is very reckless in taking action," said Tasya, then explain at length about the differences between the two people.

When hearing Tasya's words about her emotion, Ludwig immediately glanced at Tasya with a sharp look. But when he heard the praise of his professional actions, he immediately smiled proudly.

"Yes right, Sebas is like that" added Misha, who understood Tasya's unrest.

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"Tasya, I think our conversation is quite up here. About me leaving the palace and about my change of attitude, I will explain later," Misha concluded, his face was very serious.

"alright, young master."

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"Danilo .. I think we have to find Masha right now, it's been an hour, but he's not back here either" Renovic said, worried.

Meanwhile, Danilo still did not tire of looking at Lilina's face in front of him, while propping up both cheeks with her hands resting on the dining table.

"Danilo? hey ... You hear me?" Renovic waved her hand in front of Danilo's dreamy face entranced.

Because Renovic's voice slowly got higher, then at that time he jerked from his daydream, then said, "Ah– huh? sorry Renov, I didn't have time to hear what you said, hehe .." swept away in shame, feeling bad for his friend.

Not long after, Misha suddenly appeared by opening the door of the room. Then at once the anxiety in the priest's heart subsided.

"Fyuh~ I think something happened to you, because you didn't come back" Renovic said, breathing a sigh of relief.

with a guilt-ridden face, Misha said, "forgive me sir, for god's sake I'm so confused looking for a bathroom around this place."

Hearing Misha's restless heart, the priest could only smile warmly at her, stand up to the child while embracing her shoulder and then lead Misha back to the dining table.

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There was a cry of the voice of a little boy hugging his legs, somewhere in complete darkness, with a speck of light shining at the end of the distant darkness.

...Hiks......

...Father .......

...Mother .......

...Please, don't go ......

...I'm afraid to be alone here ......

...It's dark, everything's pitch-black ......

...Don't leave me alone ......

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The gloomy dream of a child named Ilyasa, who saw the figure of both his parents go away from him. Walking in the darkness of the dreamland towards a bright place, leaving the existence of their child who was still left behind in the darkness.

then he woke up from his dream, and found his body lying on its stomach in a wooden cabinet full of dust. The pain all over the burn suddenly peeled off like a hot iron patch, wanting to scream at the pain felt but his vocal cords were unable to say a word.

Filya and Mertha had tried to stop the soldiers who had entered the house, but were powerless when faced with an arrogant noble. Then both of them could only bow in fear in their hearts.

The Dejavu reappeared, as if passing through the past.the rustling of iron shoes due to the pounding of the soldiers' feet, the evil laughter that resounded in the room, the cries of the people, the sound of broken glass objects, the, the door that was pounded and all the frenzy of commotion at that time was also heard by Ilyasa.

Danilo's residence at that time was also searched, for some reason they did such a thing. They interrogated the two little brave servants with all sorts of threats. Then, they could only submit with trembling all over the body.

"I ask once again, who created the thunder roar in this place?!" an arrogant nobleman, stared sinisterly at the two maids prostrating in front of him.

"Our ka– ... really follow up sir. Really am! we did not lie, the lightning suddenly struck the backyard, but there was no one there, forgive your servant," ringis Mertha, begging for forgiveness.

Filya pleaded. "Punish the servant also, sir."

Shortly after, came one of the soldiers with dark green hair to approach an arrogant noble while saying. "It looks like he's not lying sir, I found a charcoal patch in the backyard.it's probably true that it's just a natural occurrence."

"Tch...! well, then, I'm also lazy to do something like this," he regretted, then left Danilo's residence.

After rummaging through Danilo's residence, they casually left without feeling anything. On the faces of the soldiers, there was only a sneaky expression as they finished stealing some jewels secretly.

when the other soldier had already walked out the door with the arrogant noble earlier, there was one of the soldiers still left inside. He was staring one by one at the antiques he was about to steal, walking while whistling, until he arrived in front of a wooden cabinet.

The little cupboard in which there was a child hiding. Without the slightest sound, again he stared at the shadow of a soldier's iron shoes from a hollow gap, recalling the face of a stocky man who at that time opened the contents of the closet.

Suddenly ....

"Bwhaaaa....!!!"

Shouted the soldier, as he opened a closet that turned out to be empty.

The beating of the heart that continued to pump, draining the entire flow of blood that peaked in his head. Creating a hysterical fear experienced by Ilyasa, when he thought that the soldier would catch him wet like that.

"Hah~ is empty, why empty all the hell," complained the soldier, then went away from the hiding closet. And be the last one to come out of the house.

Go away the troupe of troublemakers claiming to be state apparatuses, come up with accusations and leave without accountability. People like them will always be in any part of the world, all humans can see it. A demon from hell wearing a human-faced skin mask.

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Illustration of Ilyasa who is still nine years old, when he had not felt the bitterness of the hell of slavery.

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Short note from author :

I would like to thank all of you who read this novel. Can I talk to you guys? because this outpouring of hope is too great to contain, so please comment, and have a conversation with me! even if only anyone had read this novel, I was very happy.