THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 98

"You sure?"

Laasya did not immediately answer Braheim. "Isn't that what you want, Your Majesty?"

"So so. You're sure but not pleased."

"Since returning from the past, I'm not allowing my servant to play outside. I don't mind remembering that no one wants to be friends with me. Then to pass the time, I tried to make Dhoop*." Laasya took out a Dhoop from inside her clothing pocket.

Dhoop* is a decoration in the form of the Gods of the Kumari Kandam people. Usually Dhoop is made by a temple or religious organization. Dhoop is only made during the rainy and dry season, because it is believed to prevent all kinds of diseases. Dhoop is made from the ashes of incense leftover prayers wrapped in cloth that has been soaked in holy water for a day and night.

Bheim nodded at a servant, and immediately the servant checked the Dhoop made by Laasya, and handed it to Braheim immediately after being confirmed safe.

Bheim flips through Laasya's Dhoop. "You're talented."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I'll keep it."

"I'm sorry but I made it for Vinder's sister, Your Majesty." said Laasya.

Bheim undoes his intention to open the drawer. "Ah."

Laasya held back her laughter, making Braheim even more embarrassed. Today Laasiah received a golden letter from Braheim. Laasya was immediately prepared by being escorted by the mother who happened to also visit Haala and Vinder. Laasya knew the purpose for which Braheim had asked her to face, because Haala had already told her. Laasya will replace Haala as Commander of the Kumari Kandam War through the Vinaash* event, and Braheim wants to ensure his willingness directly.

Vinaash* is a test made by Yusef Bahadir with the belief that only his descendants can pass through it. Vinaash is not made with the intention of arrogance, because in fact dozens of ordinary people who have tried it always end up dying.

CLAMPS

"Advisor, the next one is you."

Murat pointed to himself, Laasya simply nodded in response to him and then passed following a servant's guide towards the new palace*.

The new palace*Braheim-designated palace specifically for Haala and Vinder. New palace built right next to south palace*.

The southern palace* is the palace where the king lives and performs all activities of a personal nature. The palace was built on five hundred hectares of land. However, the palace is the only building there. The rest, the southern palace was only planted with bamboo trees.

"Long live, and blessed always, is the sun of Kumari Kandam."

Bheim turned his chair to face Murat. "I'd like to hear the latest condition of Aryesh Farorz. I think three minutes is enough."

"Hamba is sure he's okay, Your Majesty."

"really? You take that as an answer?"

Murat cleared his throat, "And I can confirm for myself his condition, Your Majesty."

"Every day you're getting dirty from never missing a night to fuck Princess Chadna and what do you say? You're supposed to be able to enter the portal and confirm Aryesh Farorz's condition?"

Murat cleared his throat again, looking at all the servants in the room. "Hamba will soon bring you the answer you want, Your Majesty. Then rather than that, there are still many who want to face you."

"Fill your words, Murat Iskender. Next, bring the mad man before me."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

Murat walked for half a run, hoping to immediately lock his embarrassment in the room filled with scrolls of the report. But shit. Even though the door was closed tightly, Murat's embarrassment in fact could still penetrate through the sidelines that were not caught by the naked eye.

"Head Warden, please. Your Majesty is waiting for you." Murat opened the door for the Chief Warden. Yes, that crazy man Braheim meant.

"Long live, and blessed always, the sun Kumari Kan-"

"I did not expect that your temper was dirtier than my mouth" Braheim said to the Chief Warden.

"The servant is guilty, Your Majesty."

Braheim suddenly throws a roll of a proper report on the Shame*n the Chief Warden, shouting in a tone of voice that shakes anyone's eardrum.

The Chief Warden only lowered his head in restraining his shock, as well as fear, and embarrassment half to death.

"I don't care who you fuck! But where is your responsibility after releasing a prisoner! You should have followed where the prisoner went and instead locked yourself in your room, naked, and lying with your eyes covered in cloth!" exclamation Braheim.

"Please forgive the"

"Give me your badge."

The Chief Warden did not appear surprised, but hurriedly obeyed Braheim's orders. The man pigtailed the horse and then returned to his original place, waiting for a punishment that was most likely a suspension of ten months. Yet.

"Freeing prisoners without the permission of King Kumari Kandam, fighting inappropriate as a person of high status, and committing immoral acts while on duty. The law of whipping a hundred times. Next up, Aswin Nadeem!"

The Warden's head came out of the room with a mixed expression. Surprised, afraid and ashamed. The law of whipping a hundred times? A servant who received a thirty-times whip was immediately stricken with fever and breathed his last the next day. It was all really because of the servant Jihan. If they had come a minute earlier to deliver the news of Jihan's absence, he would have had time to wear at least c*lana dal*m before being dragged before Murat.

"Long live, and blessed always, is the sun of Kumari Kandam."

Bheim nodded in response to Aswin. "This time who else has her pride hurt, Aswin?"

"Hamba didn't come to discuss that, Your Majesty." Aswin was silent for a moment, thinking about what he would say next. "Hamba suddenly came to a realization, if there was no one more worthy to occupy the seat of War Commander Kumari Kandam than Commander Haala."

Bheim sighed. "I'm curious, Aswin. About how you got out alive from the battlefield with such a non-steady nature."

"Please forgive the lack of servants, Your Majesty."

"What made you change your mind?"

"Honestly all this time I felt like there was something Commander Haala was hiding. But the servant doesn't know what it is. Until yesterday. The servant saw with the eyes of the servant's own head, the true abilities of Commander Haala."

"What do you see?"

"Commander Haala's archery ability is extraordinary, Your Majesty," Aswin replied.

"Ah, you're talking about an enemy who's after Vinder. Can't you do that too?"

Aswin. "Withing from such a distance is impossible, Your Majesty. Let alone the target was a moving creature, it was much more impossible."

"so apparently. Yes, the War Commander should already have such an ability." Bheim tapped his index finger at the table repeatedly. "Then get back to our topic. If that's what you want, then take responsibility for the commotion you're making, Aswin. I'll help announce Vinaash's cancellation."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Aswin walked out of Braheim's room with a relieved face. How lucky. That's vivid. For the average who comes out of the room Braheim will definitely show an expression other than relief. Whether it was afraid, confused, even embarrassed half-dead like Murat and the Chief Warden. Then not long after, the arrival of Aswin was replaced by the next bride, the Head of the New Palace.

" ... Yesterday's incident was intolerable. But it's not your fault but the guard soldiers. So take back this resignation letter, and find a solution."

The head of the New Palace Manager bowed to Braheim. "As per your orders, Your Majesty."

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm planning on adding four servants who will be assigned by you-"

BRACKET

"Your Majesty."

Spontaneous Braheim turned to the Minister of the Outer Continent who had just barged into his room.

"Please forgive me my servant, but this is urgent, Your Majesty." The Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Continent regulated his breathing while walking half-run towards the table of Brabeim. "The leader of the wandering tribe has risen from his grave, Your Majesty," the Foreign Minister of the Continent added.

Unconsciously Bheim moved from his throne. "What did you say?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. Slave swear. I saw it with my own eyes. The leader of the wandering tribe stood in the middle of the sea, driving away the thirty-meter-high waves that were about to flatten the houses of the people on the coast."

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