The Sword and Love of the Prince
Chapters. 127 The story of Balqis (Part 2)

"The sword of the Thunder is entrusted with the mandate to take care of you just as I am. So that whenever I need the sword of the Thunder to face my enemies, the sword will appear by itself" said Zyftar.

" Zyftar, watch behind you..!!! " calling Princess Humaira.

The two Iblis attack both different pairs of that type from the front and back directions.

Zyftar did not stay still, as his mouth spoke the words Takbir and Tasbih, the red-eyed genie youth moved to swing his Master's Thunder sword, Prince Hasyeem towards the iblish who attacked them.

The Duarrrr.....

Srecthhhh....

The Thunder Sword tore through one of the iblish wings. Screams of pain rang out at the same time as the other iblish collisions as the Thunder Sword pierced right at the iblish's heart.

"Huh, I told you, I'm trying to kill iblish because my mood is not good..!!" said Zyftar while again swinging the Thunder sword towards the other iblish.

The young man went berserk and massacred all the iblish in just an instant. The body of the iblish burned up and then vanished without a trace.

There were three of them in that place. Princess Humaira was still stunned by the fight that was happening in front of her. Just this time he saw Zyftar fighting like that.

Zyftar killed the two iblish with no mercy. It was like seeing the other side of Zyftar. The wild side of a killer. Because all this time he knew, Zyftar was a polite, quiet and not much talk and very loyal to his master.

However, he never expected that it turned out that Zyftar was able to slaughter all the iblish - iblish it even with just one buzz.

"Daughter, we have to go back to the hospital..!" Zyftar.

"To the hospital..? For what..?" princess Humaira asked in surprise.

"We have to find the body of this little girl" Zyftar said. "Hurry, before dawn..! because this girl has not yet died in the sense of actual death. That is, the soul is forced out by a force..!" zyftar explained.

"Then, what are you waiting for" said Princess Humaira.

The two then took the little girl back to the hospital. The place where they found the spirit of the little girl for the first time.

Arriving at the hospital, Princess Humaira rushed to the mortuary house. He wanted to find the little girl's body.

After a while of searching, Princess Humaira finally found the body of the little girl. It was stored in one of the boxes.

"Zyftar, we found him...!" Princess Humaira exclaimed in joy when she managed to find the little girl's body.

"Poor little girl...!" zyftar said when he saw the state of his body.

On the neck of the little girl there are giggling marks and also rope hangers.

"Hurry, Zyftar..!! We must quickly bring this little girl to life." exclaimed Princess Humaira.

"But we have a little problem, Princess Yuan." said Zyftar.

"Huh, problem..? What's the matter, Zyftar..?" princess Humaira was upset.

"We need a little blood from the man who took this girl's life." Zyftar said.

"What..? How do we know who killed this girl..?" princess Humaira asked.

Zyftar smiled at the anger of his Lord. She knew that Princess Humaira was upset and angry that she felt sorry for the fate of the little girl..

Princess Humaira is indeed a woman who has a soft and loving heart.

Zyftar then pressed his palm against the girl's left palm and then started reading the girl's story in the past. Time before his death.

Many times, the mouth of the young man with blood-red eyes spoke Istighfar.

After a few minutes later, Zyftar took off the little girl's hand and sighed while looking at Humaira's daughter

Princess Humaira became even more curious. He knew what Xyftar saw was terrible.

"Tell me, Zyftar. What you see. Who killed the little girl. We're gonna go over there and get his blood...!? " daughter Humaira said with ferocity.

"Patience, Princess. We can't go straight to the guy who killed this little girl. Because we don't know where these two little girls' parents are now" Zyftar said.

"Astaghfirullah. He was killed by his own parents " said Princess Humaira.

He stared at the little girl's body with tears. He really did not expect any old man to be so willing to kill his own flesh and blood.

"Come, Zyftar..! We must quickly find both of them and drag them here to take responsibility for their actions..! the beautiful princess.

"Mr Princess, try to try to communicate with the girl. Ask her where her parents live" Zyftar said later.

"Yes, you're right, Zyftar. Alright, I will try to ask the spirit of the girl. " said Princess Humaira.

"Little sister, may you ask, what is your name..?" ask Princess Humaira.

The girl looked at Princess Humaira. Then he said softly, his voice almost unspeakably swept by the wind.

"Y.l..qi... "

"Balqis....? Your name, Balqis...?" ask Princess Humaira again.

The little girl's soul nodded her head.

"Alright, Balqis. Now tell me, where are your real father and mother. Would you take us to meet them, " asked Princess Humaira.

"The little girl nodded her head. He extended his hand towards Princess Humaira. Princess Humaira welcomed the little girl's hand.

" Zyftar, take my hand..!! Princess Humaira's Order.

"Okay, Princess. Forgive me for my sassness." said the young genie. With trembling hands he grabbed Princess Humaira's delicate hand.

Again the body of the little girl gave off a bright light. Then, in an instant Princess Humaira and Zyftar were already somewhere.

"It seems, we are in this little girl's house" Zyftar told Princess Humaira.

The dashing young genie slowly released his hand grip from Princess Humaira and then walked into the house by way of breaking through the wall.

"Zyftar, wait...!"

But Zyftar turned around and gestured for Princess Humaira and the little girl to stay there.

"Let's leave you there. I'll be the one to come in. I just need the blood of his parents" Zyftar said

Zyftar then went back inside the little girl's house. Inside, the little girl's parents were performing a ritual.

The two held a doll that looked a lot like her face to the little girl.

Understand Zyftar apparently the two little girl's parents are devotees of Black magic. They were both followers of a cult of heresy. Which in the teachings, they usually sacrifice their last daughter to be given to their deity, Yaama, the God of death.

"Byadabites.you are human beings - accursed humans who have become devotees of demons. What you worship is a demon that is a statue. You guys are totally perverted..!" zyftar said furiously.

"Well, who are you..! Why are you interfering in our affairs.?" ask the man who is wearing black. It seemed that the man was the shaman who became the teacher for the two little girl's parents.

"Of course it's my business because you have brought misguidance and misfortune upon the face of the earth" said Zyftar.

"Know what you're with all that. It has nothing to do with you. You take care of your own business. Don't like to interfere in other people's business. What's more, we're different in nature..!!" said the man.

"Yes, right...! Just take care of your business..! Don't interfere in our business..!!" said the husband and wife.

"It's my business because you've sacrificed a life. Now get ready because I want to chop your body with my sword..!" Zyftar.

Finished saying so, Zyftar directly swung his sword slashing at the bodies of the two little girl's parents.

"I need your blood to revive the little girl you killed" Zyftar said.

Once again Zyftar then moved towards the Shaman and unexpectedly returned the genie youth swung the thunder sword towards the shaman.

Crass.....

The shaman's head was separated from his body.