THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 117

It appears that Bheim and all those inside the compact central guard are looking in that direction, precisely towards the defendants of the trial a few days ago, Ejlaal Awlya, four Mausam* people, said the court*, and former Chief Warden Kumari Kandam. Bheim decided to ease the punishment of the Mausam and the former Chief Warden on condition that Ejlaal. The time of punishment for the Mausam who were originally uncertain, now Bheim decided to be four years. The former Chief Warden, who received Billa*'s verdict, will be given the opportunity to remove one of the three sentences wrapped around him.

Mausam* is a weather and season controller.

Billa* is a branched punishment. Billa is reserved for royal servants only. When a man was sentenced to death by Billa, he not only dishonorably discharged him but also withheld half of his service and could not run for royal office forever.

And specifically for Ejlaal who was sentenced to one hundred years imprisonment or Tamaasha*, will get relief from the meshes of the verdict because of the testimony of Princess Gaurika Chander and Haala. Even if the results of Ejlaal's vision in the future proved to prevent Kumari Kandam from harm, Braheim also promised to grant Ejlaal relief. To be honest Brahiem could have promised more, freeing Ejlaal completely from all the verdicts for example. It's just that Braheim isn't convinced Ejlaal is in favor of a straight man or vice versa.

Tamaasha* is a giant beheading tool often used to punish criminals.

"Hamba feels this is a little outrageous, Your Majesty."

"Look also from the side of my generosity, Murat Iskender." Bheim descends from the top of the main gate of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam.

"But your cruelty side is stronger, Your Majesty." Murat followed Braheim.

Bheim grumbled, "You think I sent them out of annoyance? You know I'm also very forgiving, don't you? They'll be fine if they work together. If his opponent was human, the former Chief Warden could handle it. But if his opponent Shaapit*, the Mausams could take over. And most importantly Ejlaal's ability can give us clues about Sanjeev Rajak's other plans."

Shaapit* is an evil supernatural being.

"Son understood, Your Majesty. But what if they don't do it?"

"They'll send a sign."

"You know that's not what I mean, Your Majesty. Please la–"

"Yes, okay. I will send Aswin to catch up with them" Braheim said.

Murat responded only to Braheim with a sigh of relief. That's vivid. The six men were sent out of protective gear to hunt for ash. Yes, ash, not rabbits or deer. And more precisely, the ashes of Gaana's victims. According to Ejlaal's vision, the father would use the ashes to repeat the future mass resurrection. Ejlaal and others were given the task of hunting ashes in villages located in the Kumari Kandam pedalamam with the reward of leniency. If there were no meaningful obstacles, they would definitely return in four days.

"From that, what about the preparation of Vinder teachers?"

"They are ready and will arrive as soon as possible, Your Majesty," Murat replied.

"Goodoo. The thief must be put in school immediately. Know it? He called Haala the woman. He also yelled at Aryesh, Birousk, and Zerdad who were clearly much older. And in fact, dare to glare at me. If only I had not been afraid of bouncing, for whatever sake I'd have dragged him out of the sacred portal and handed him over to the Chief Kitchen Manager Kumari Kandam for turkey."

"Your cruelty side is indeed much stronger, Your Majesty."

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It's been four days. But they, Ejlaal, the Mausam and former Chief Warden Kumari Kandam have not been seen the trunk of his nose. There was no sign whatsoever that they sent to the skies of Kumari Kandam. The sky still looked as calm as it was days ago. Either escaped or eventually became a hunted hunter, which obviously they have not returned to this day. And according to Braheim's promise, Aswin and a select few Kumari Kandam warriors were assigned to follow them.

" … And send a sign immediately if you meet the plagiarist demon."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty." Aswin and the soldiers bowed to Braheim.

But when Aswin and the new soldiers were about to ride their horses saddles, the earth they were treading suddenly shook. Nope. It was not because of the presence of the plagiarist devil or the patience of Vinder who was again toyed with anger, but because Balavaan* who was now running towards the protector Kumari Kandam. The figure of the golden-furred giant lion was already very amazing, but in fact there was another figure that was many times more amazing. Don't ask who. Because it's obvious who, isn't it?

Balavaan*one of three supernatural creatures pet Daxraj Natesh who shaped a giant lion.

Yep. Vinders. But not five-year-old Vinder who often roams around by showing off his fat stomach, nor is ten-year-old Vinder who still likes to comb his hair with his favorite comb. But nineteen-year-old Vinder, for whatever sake, has good looks that are not quite described in the word perfect. Seeing the figure of an adult Vinder makes everyone realize, if it turns out Lord Krpaya* only gives a little injustice to Daxraj Natesh.

Krpaya* is the God whom the Kumari Kandam people worship.

"Greet me."

"Hail the sun" Vinder replied to Braheim.

Braheim held back his laughter. "Say your need."

Vinder jumps from Balaavan. "For lunch."

"Lunch can only be obtained by sweat."

"You don't see my sweat pouring out this hard, the sun?" Vinder pointed at his face which was yes, indeed quite sweaty.

"Not if it's sweat from a dirty act like stealing."

Vinder pats Balavaan. "In this perfect way anyone would give anything to me even if I didn't ask for it. So what's stealing for?"

Bheim was upset when he realized that there was one trait of Daxraj Natesh that he had passed on to another boy rather than the leader of the other wandering tribe.

"They were attacked by Jaadoo Wolves" Vinder added.

"What's? You mean Ejlaal and the others?"

Vinder simply nodded as he continued to pat Balaavan.

"Where are they now?"

Vinder made no sound, pointing only to the northwest. Not long after, seen from that direction Bhookamp* was running towards Vinder. There's something behind Bhookamp, I don't know what, still too vague. But after Bhookamp got closer, then something curious was clearly seen. It turned out that Bhookamp pulled out a pedestal made of tree bark, and on the pedestal appeared Ejlaal, the Mausam, and former Chief Warden Kumari Kandam is lying unconscious with a scratch wound here and there.

Bhookamp*one of three supernatural creatures pet Daxraj Natesh who shaped a giant elephant.

"Quick take them to the north palace*." Spontaneous Murat yelling.

North palace* or better known as the rowdy palace, is the most visited palace. Since there was a hospital, the academy concocted medicine, as well as a garden of rare herbs. The Royal Physician also stayed here because in addition to being responsible to the patients for twenty-four hours, he also taught at the academy.

"Lake in." Vinder pointed in any direction and instantly the sacred portal opened. Balavaan and Bhookamp immediately ran to each other before entering the holy portal.

"Is there anything else you want other than lunch?" ask Braheim.

Vinder returned silent, busy looking at the sea of people around who were also looking at him with stunned eyes.

"They." Vinder pointed to a group of women who were none other than the concubines of Kumari Kandam.

"What?"

"Give me a harem."

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It seems that Kumari Kandam not only deserves the title of the most troubled continent but also the most rowdy continent. How not? After entering the main gate of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam, Vinder immediately made the Head of the New Palace Manager* as well as all the servants as if they were marooned. Vinder said he wanted to go to bed right after eating but he wanted the curtains in his bedroom to be replaced with black curtains, and then he wanted to make a special place for his favorite comb, and want all the lighting replaced with a hundred lanterns hung on the ceiling.

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.

" … One more."

The new Palace Master Chief and the servants simply bowed while trying to swallow his saliva.

"Call the Head of the Kitchen Manager in three minutes" added Vinder.

Crazy one! Yep. Handsome but crazy. How could it possibly depart from the new palace to the royal main kitchen in just three minutes? Even though running the ridge once will not have time. But what can they do if they have to serve a master who is both annoying and thrilling? And the puffed-up Chief Kitchen Manager arrived at the new palace just before the three minutes were over. Though the Head of the Kitchen Manager had intended to curse Vinder if he had faced him. But how to curse the excessive creation of Lord Krpaya who is now lying on the bed bare-chested?

"Sorry."

"I'm sorry?" The Chief Kitchen Manager repeated Vinder's remarks spontaneously.

"I stole that time."

"Yes?"

"I'm so hungry. And those three immortal beings only gave me yams every day. They say our tribe only eats that. Pathetic, right? I think we live for God, gold coins, and food. Do you agree?"

"Yes. You're correct. Doesn't matter. Besides cooking, I also clean the kitchen. And again, His Eminence Braheim is very rich. So it doesn't matter if you even steal our food supplies for seven generations" said the Chief Kitchen Manager while occasionally turning his head to hide his flushed face.

"thank you. Then can you give me some food?"

"Yes. Sure-certain. The servant will give you anything. Please tell me what you want to eat."

"Idli* and Tandoori*."

Idli* this form of idli resembles pancakes or similar to Indonesian-style serabi. Idli is made from fermented lentils and steamed rice and is usually eaten along with spicy vegetable curries.

Tandoori* is a chicken dish originating from the Punjab region. Tandoori has existed since the time of the Mughal sultanate in South Asia and even spread to Central and Southeast Asia. Tandoori is made from chicken meat soaked in a thick, sour milk batter with Indian masala salt, condiments, and pepper.

The Chief Kitchen Manager bowed. "I'll get my servants ready soon."

"In fifteen minutes?"

The Chief Kitchen Manager did not reply, only coming out of Vinder's bedroom with wind-fast steps. But the marathon race not only ended in the Head of the New Palace Manager and the Head of the Kitchen Manager but evenly distributed to all the Heads of Management and servants. And in the midst of the uproar and the complacency of Vinder manipulating the insults of those with his excess, Haala came, and, bringing Vinder's comb left inside the sacred portal and asking him about his situation after fighting against Jaadoo Wolf to save him, Ejlaal and the others.

"Are you hurt?" Haala put Vinder's favorite comb on the table next to the bed.

"Who's hurt and who's worried. It's ridiculous."

"Aryesh has made a potion for me. I've been feeling better."

Vinder did not call, still faithfully throw his gaze to the ceiling of the room.

"Then be–"

"It should just let them be the meal of the Jaadoo Wolf. After all, they only had to count the days, so there was no point getting out of the sacred portal and risking their own lives."

Haala smiled. "At least there's still something they can do before their day runs out, right?"

"If I don't come you'll all just die."

"I guess not. I can defeat the Jaadoo Wolves even if they amount to ten times as many. I'm just having trouble wearing this." Haala pointed at the Saree* she was wearing.

Saree* or shari is a type of fabric used by women in India, Bangladesh, Nepal, and Sri Lanka. Saree or shari consists of unsewn sheets of fabric, the variations vary with a length of 4-9 meters worn on the body with a variety of styles.

"Hard-headed." Vinder turned his back on Haala.

Haala. "It's enough to keep everyone busy. Continue again tomorrow. Let them rest, and so do you."

There's no answer. Vinder budging. Haala passed by while smiling. Yes, however Vinder is still a child. No matter if his age inside and outside the sacred portal is mature, the fact is that the age of the original Vinder is still a matter of months. Vinder is a baby, so Haala never takes care of Vinder's treatment of him. Moreover, Vinder must know that Haala never loved her father.

"Ah, so here's the real hero."

Haala bowed in response to Braheim. "Long live, and blessed always, is the sun of Kumari Kandam."

"Are you hurt?"

"Hamba is fine, Your Majesty. Aryesh has made a servant potion."

"Not placed in a black bottle, is it?"

Spontaneous Haala laughed, followed by Braheim after.

"Thanks to Ejlaal and the others could have been given timely help by the healer and made it through critical times."

"It is the duty of the servant, Your Majesty," Haala replied.

"Stop duty when you're wearing this beautiful Saree. Give Aswin and your combat troops a chance to make them look a little smug."

Haala laughed again.

"So what are you asking for in return?"

"Nothing, Your Grace. Slave had enough with Ejlaal and the others who survived.

"The thief should have answered like this instead of asking for a harem."

"Ask a harem?" Haala looked surprised.

"Yes. He asked for a harem in return. What can a baby do in a harem? Isn't her age actually three months? Does he intend to rival Murat in–"

"The earth will be ravaged by a ten-year drought as a result of the war of destruction."

Spontaneous Braheim and Haala turned to follow the voice coming from Vinder's bedroom, and the owner of the room, standing at the door's mouth while dabbing his waist against Braheim and Haala.

"So get married before that. Hah, you are slow," added Vinder as he passed slamming the door of his room.

Bheim. "It looks like Daxraj Natesh once had an affair with Jihan Joozher."