The Northern Sword God
Altar Daughters
The sun had appeared in the East, it resembled a newly awakened figure from its long night - shining warmly on the city of Thunder The sky that was coldly covered in dew. Nonetheless, the busyness has been seen far away the day when the five clanging has just been sounded (time between 03.00 - 05.00)
It is a special day, people are dressed neatly, the best attire is a clean white tunic, which is the prayer attire of the devotees of the Temple of the Himalayan Gods.
The smell of incense and incense had spread throughout the city and one by one the people made their way to the Temple of the Himalayan God at the foot of the mountain.
Sima Yong was also seen among the group of people of Thunder Sky City, walking down the city road leading to the temple. He also wore a white tunic as a local - having previously asked for information about what clothes he deserved.
As the people spilled over the streets, of course he could not freely walk quickly, and chose to blend in with the people of the mortal world. When he had just passed the second corner, there was the sound of crying from inside one of the buildings, which sounded so bitter.
Suddenly the people who were walking slowly turned their heads, looking with great curiosity towards the building.
"What's going on?" asked a half-old woman in front of him.
The old woman walked with another old woman. The two whispered softly, still trying to look solemn and keep the lips still holy someone who will go to pray.
"That is the wailing voice of the wife of the Gyalwa Family. Since last night wept sadly. Last night the family was visited by the priests of the Temple of the Himalayan Gods.
Their only daughter was twelve years old according to the temple's wangsit, that the girl had been appointed directly by the god to be the altar princess in the god's palace" replied the other woman.
With a tone of nyinyir and full of dislike, one woman began to blame the wife of the Gyalwa Family.
"Aren't they, the family should rejoice? The blessing of the gods will come down by itself, after they have offered their daughters" he whispered in a less agreeable tone, inclined to blame.
"I was astonished too. The Gyalwa family should have reprimanded the impolite daughter-in-law. If only he continued to grieve like that, I was afraid that the temple priests would hear him and assume that all this time the people of the city did not want our daughter to be a servant in the God Palace.
Then curses and calamities will befall us all over the city" a judgmental tone began to come out.
"If I were the in-law of that whiny woman, I would have driven away the daughter-in-law not knowing at that profit" the other woman sneered as she turned her mouth towards the building.
Sima Yong was stunned to hear the conversation between the two women,
"So much trust them with the Temple of Adoration? I want to see their reaction, when later I can dismantle the decay of the conspiracy of the Temple of God Worship with the Himalayan God Himself"
Obviously the temple is an order of the Magi who use the poor people in this country. Even I suspected that the Magi Order was in black" Sima Yong's inner self with pity.
Time is also very slow. The motorcade had finally arrived at the courtyard of the Himalayan God-Worshipping Temple. The temple door has not been opened, so the front yard of the temple, whose prayer hall can accommodate 5000 worshippers, looks like a white sea.
Sima Yong saw two figures in the distance, right in front of the temple gate, who repeatedly tried to attract his attention by waving his hands.
"Jampa and his father Imay?" inner Sima Yong.
Imay seemed to be trying to make communication by moving his mouth, and he was lucky that the man he spoke sign language with - Sima Yong, could hear his whispers despite their distance of about thirty spears.
"Move here Puang Agung, Jampa and I have prepared a place for you in front of here" inner Sima Yong translated the lip gestures and whispers of Imay.
Sima Yong did not need any trouble moving forward, right next to Imay and Jampa. Using the "Muscle Frowning and Bone Shrinking Technique", in an instant he had broken through the narrow gap of the crowd, and miraculously he had stood beside the father and son.
"W-how did you get through the crowd so quickly, Great Lord?" ask Imay in amazement.
Two young priests stood at the gate and made a sign of greeting in the chest, inviting the temple to enter the prayer hall. Sima Yong walked regularly following Jampa and his father pretending to be solemn, then chose to sit cross-legged in the third row from the front - not too close to the ceremony venue and also not too far away.
Shortly afterwards there was the sound of the protocol speaking loudly breaking into silence.
"King and Queen enter the temple. Pray and praise !"
All the congregations who sat cross-legged in the lotus position, spoke out loudly praising the King - who apparently also came to pray to receive the blessing of the god..
"Follow the King of Medicinal Plants, the Sky will always bless this Country, giving the King and Queen longevity health..."
The song-like praise was three times repeated by everyone while bowing their heads, not daring to raise their faces. Sima Yong himself did not try to pretend to look down deeply, because he was not a citizen of this country.
The king entered slowly, so majestic and looking full of authority. Following the queen followed behind, and a boy - according to Imay after the upcara was completed, it was the Crown Prince of the Kingdom.
The nobles of the palace took their seats, sitting on chairs provided in a special area, not joining the commoners.
Tang ! tang ! tang ! the sound of bells echoed so loudly that the sound reached up to ten lies - when it was getting more and more solemn and silent.
"The Temple's Main Patriarch enters" whispered Imay.
The sound of foot stepping slowly entered the prayer hall. Everyone lowered their heads not daring to look at the newly entered figure. The smell of incense that smells of agarwood feels thick poking the nose, followed by a splash of dripping water that is splashed someone towards all the congregation.
Many times when exposed to splashes and smell frankincense, become possessed with sobs of sadness because of the feeling of independence and freedom from curses as lost from the mind. Sima Yong raised his head and looked at the face of who had just entered it.
He frowned when he saw a long white-robed figure with certain decorations and symbols on the cloak equipped with the hood.
"So this is the Padri the Head of this Worship Temple? He is not a saint as the people of this country call him. The chief priest of this temple was just a mere middle-heaven rank magus" Sima Yong laughed in his heart as well as pitying the people of the Negri Medicinal Plant who were so innocent that he was deceived by this Magi Order,
"Look, I'm going to dismantle the mask of these lying humans, but not now. People can get angry when I openly expose the disgrace of these liars" said Sima Yong.
In fact, in the world it often happens like this. When we have idolized something and met the fact that it is all pseudo-fake, sometimes we are reluctant to admit that we have been deceived.
Sima Yong took a deep look at Padri Wangchuk (the name of the chief of the temple), as he swung incense over the pendulan scented with a left and right agarwood.
"Even the smell of this frankincense contains intoxicating opium ingredients and gives a false effect" he grew angry.
Following then came the sound of a fairly noisy foot. He watched as one by one young girls called altar-worshipping princesses (servants) walked into the hall in robot-like steps, full of blank stares..
"That's my daughter Rani, the Great Lord" Imay whispered to Sima Yong proudly.
Sima Yong nodded his head, and he grew increasingly angry after he noticed the girls called altar princesses..
"All these girls are drunk. They're opium addicts" he's bluffing his teeth holding back a fuss.
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