The Shadow King's
The Powerless Rat

Neon City is the name of the capital of the Ice kingdom, in the city there is a magnificent palace and beautiful, in the throne room there are various groups of people who are busy.

On the King's throne, there was a person with a not so old face, with blue hair and blue eyes, with not so big muscles.

The man was the King of the Ice Kingdom named Amodios, and early in the morning he had received an unpleasant news, the news in the form of the death of one of the Royal Generals.

Upon hearing the news, Amodios quickly formed a meeting with his ministers, to discuss the matter.

"We've heard the news, that one of our generals has been killed, that General we've been tasked to capture the intruder in IceCream City." Amodios spoke while giving off an aura of prematurity, which was extremely painful.

The audience who attended the meeting felt the impact, until - to the point of making them silent like a statue, seeing the ministers who did not voice, Amodios added the talk.

" This matter, is something that cannot be underestimated, so therefore, I command Hill William Shakespeare as the person in charge of dealing with this matter." Then Amodios glanced at Hill.

"Hill William Shakespeare!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hearing his name being called, he immediately advanced to face Amodios on his knees.

"Can you solve this problem?"

"Your Majesty, first I thank you, for entrusting you to me. Your Majesty, you don't have to worry, I will definitely catch the perpetrator and drag him before you." With his confidence Hill, assured that he would successfully carry out the King's orders.

Hill spoke confidently it was not nonsense, because he was a great General and still successful even though he was getting old.

In the last battle against the nation of darkness, he had obtained countless achievements on the battlefield, to the point that he was dubbed as the God of War.

Hearing the words filled with trust from the senior General, making Amodios let out her smile, Amodious began to turn towards the other.

"Do you have any objections?"

Amodios asked all his ministers, but they were silent, not daring to reveal his voice.

"Well, since you're all quiet, I assume everyone agrees." Amodios, when he finished speaking, at that very moment a man, who was behind him, began to whisper something to him.

The man was a palace adviser, Amodios hinted at taking over the talks. The adviser understood what Amodios meant, he went straight ahead and spoke.

"All right, everyone, this meeting is here, you can disperse."

When he finished speaking, he followed Amodios.

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Amodios walked down the corridors of the palace, and behind him was a palace advisor named Queiroz Milo, who was 85 years old.

Queiroz has been an advisor to the Kingdom for 3 generations, and he is among the trusted people Amodios has.

Amodios considers Queiroz like his own grandfather, he calls him Queiroz's grandfather.

"Grandfather Queiroz, are they already in the room?"

ask Amodios.

"It's His Majesty."

answer Queiroz.

"Hem, cake, you don't have to do such a thing."

"I'm sorry, Your Honor, I don't dare."

"Hem.. Then cake, there's an idea why they're coming to our kingdom."

"I don't know, Your Honor, but I think they're here to have something to do with this new incident, Your Honor."

"Your Majesty, we've arrived."

Queiroz showed me a room, and immediately Amodios stopped and looked at the room.

"So they're waiting here, then let's go inside.

Amodios and Querioz entering the room, the room they entered, was a room that had the function of welcoming guests, from other Kingdoms.

Inside the room contained only a few chairs and one table, the area of this room, was very small, but enough to accommodate several messengers from other countries.

When he set foot in the room, Amodios saw two men who had all white clothes, and were wrapped in a white robe, to these two men, were women and men, it comes from a church in the capital city.

The Church is one, the religious place established by the Kingdom of Light, in the Church they worship whose name is Goddess/God of Light.

Not only that, the Church also has another purpose, which is to oversee every country, which commits an act of treason against the Kingdom of Light.

Seeing Amodios enter the room, the messenger of the Church paid his respects by bowing slightly.

Seeing that Amodios immediately stopped them, by raising his hand forward.

"What's the matter, until the Church comes here."

"For starters, I, as the representative of the Church, thank Your Majesty, who has opened the door for the Church. As for the matter of me coming here to convey to His Majesty, there is an order coming from the Light Work that is to bring a man named Both Halima."

A woman dressed in white, spoke to Amodios, and gave him a scroll, which contained an order from the Work of Light.

Amodios took it, and then he read the contents of the scroll, and he did not forget to give it to Queiroz.

"Grandfather, what do you think."

"Your Majesty, this is true of the Kingdom directly, but I don't know its purpose."

Amodios turned towards the messenger, "so why do you want someone who has been sick like that?"

"There is no specific purpose, we just want to treat it."

"Like that, it's weird you guys bother to do all that stuff."

"Your Majesty, this is all thanks to the Goddess of Light, has ordered her followers to do good, so this is all purely due to the goodness of the Kingdom of Light."

"Do what you have to do, whatever happens I definitely can't resist."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for being kind, then we resign from here."

A moment later, in this room alone, seeing that the messenger was gone, Amodios dropped herself on a sofa, ruffling her hair.

"Grandfather, until when we can be freed from their shackles, we are like helpless rats, cake."

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry I couldn't confirm it."

"Hem. cake then leave me alone."

"Your Majesty."

Queiroz came out of the room, only Amodios remained.

Amodios with thoughts piling up, making himself have a headache, lately the Kingdom has received a problem repeatedly, and again unfortunately the problem has not been resolved.

Slowly he closed his eyes.